The next morning.
Lynn, who woke up early, looked at the graceful figure curled up in his arms.
Those rosy, thin lips, the fair slender neck, the softly rounded curves...
His left hand was placed over the high swell behind Janet.
Such a strong visual impact.
Made Lynn’s originally distracted thoughts quickly gather.
He grinned, and his left hand began to move slowly.
A few minutes later, he turned his gaze to Janet’s face.
As expected.
He didn’t know when, but she had already awakened from her dreams.
Her face, already tinged with a faint blush,
was now as red as a ripe apple.
Looking into Janet’s beautiful eyes, filled with a flickering look.
A soft, resentful voice ca from Janet’s mouth.
"Rascal!"
"It hasn’t been long at all!"
Lynn grinned, no longer hesitating.
With a move of his arm, he picked up Janet, who was lying on the bed, and placed her on his waist!
...
An hour later.
After breakfast, Lynn left the castle with Red and a few Guards.
Amidst the respectful greetings of the Townsn, they passed through rows of Red Brick Houses and arrived at Lord’s Square.
At Lord’s Square.
The threshing and processing of barley continued.
Draft horses dragged each stone roller, constantly rolling and crushing over the straw laid on Lord’s Square.
But, unlike the initial threshing process,
after so ti of processing, a large batch of barley had been threshed.
The next step of the Farrs was to use the winnowing machine,
to clean the threshed barley!
Once cleaned,
the next batch of Farrs could bag and store the processed barley!
Lynn’s gaze shifted, glancing at the remaining barley straw on Lord’s Square that had yet to be sun-dried.
Judging by the current drying and threshing efficiency,
he estimated,
that in about half a month, over fifty thousand acres of winter barley would be stored in the warehouse!
Lynn’s thoughts moved as he opened the Weather Forecast interface to check the weather for the upcoming period.
Luckily,
for the next half month, although there would be cloudy days, there was no rain forecasted.
However, twenty days later, there would be a few rainy days.
But at that ti, the barley on Lord’s Square would have completed drying and threshing, and been stored in the warehouse.
The falling rain would just in ti provide extra moisture for the crops planted in August.
After sorting out the plan in his mind, Lynn nodded in satisfaction.
Whether it’s cultivating and planting, or harvesting and drying, everything is closely tied to the weather.
Under limited planting techniques, almost all Farrs or Lords depended on the weather for farming.
Even now, he had to rely on this.
But unlike others, he had the Weather Forecast function.
He could accurately know the weather for the next month.
This ant,
he could protect the crops in the fields before severe weather arrived,
minimizing the impact of adverse weather on crop growth.
Just like that heavy snowfall in winter.
That snowfall must have caused considerable damage to other Lords’ crops.
Otherwise,
the grain prices on the market wouldn’t have soared.
Two pounds for one penny!
More than doubled!
But because of the existence of Weather Forecast,
the barley in his territory, as personnel had been arranged to lay straw in advance for insulation,
was not affected much after the snowfall.
Instead, the barley was covered with a thick blanket.
This protected the barley’s roots and shoots from the cold.
As the snow lted, it created a certain level of seepage and leaching in the soil, replenishing so moisture for the barley.
It helped to loosen soil particles, making the soil more porous, improving its air perability and water retention, and increasing soil fertility!
The powerful role of Weather Forecast in farming beca evident once again.
After observing so Farrs’ work progress,
he walked towards the area where the winnowing machine was being operated for selection.
Taking over a winnowing machine from a Farr, Lynn turned the handle rhythmically without haste.
Woo woo woo~
The rotating handle was connected to the blades inside the winnowing machine.
The wind force generated by the rotating blades blew the chaff and debris falling from the top of the winnowing machine,
directly out from the end of the machine, scattering them into a pile.
The barley grains that had been blown and sorted fell into a woven willow basket on Lynn’s left side.
[Collection Experience 1]
[Collection Experience 1]
[Collection Experience 1]
...
As he turned the winnowing machine and sorted the barley,
the experience accumulated bit by bit, increasing rapidly.
So Townsn around, seeing their Lord engaging in labor, watched with curious eyes.
Even though it wasn’t the first ti they had heard,
that the Lord personally participated in the developnt and construction of the territory,
seeing it again now, they couldn’t help but gaze at the Lord with curiosity.
Despite Lynn’s joining, the bustling Lord’s Square did not beco lifeless.
The Townsn instead beca more lively and enthusiastic.
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