You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 50 The Second Emperor of Sui

The town of Sig undoubtedly possesses this stability.

It was isolated from the world, and although remote, it was also far from the vortex of war, and had convenient inland waterway transportation.

Merchant ships could reach this basin nestled among towering mountains by passing through the Silver Dragon Gorge via the Bro River, and then travel downstream, passing through the territories of many nobles, merging with other tributaries, brushing past the northern lands, and finally entering the Arctic Ocean.

Based on Morey's assessment of Roman, the young lord would certainly be mining a significant amount of salt.

Although this is a long-term trade, 20 catties of salt cannot be sold instantly and is very likely to continue until next year. For this reason, he needs to gather more manpower to travel back and forth along this tributary of the Bro River, bringing more goods here and transporting the salt out.

But merchants are only afraid of not making any money, not of the hardships and toil involved.

Not to mention the newly emerging maltose.

Minor nobles might occasionally try it, but if a major noble takes a liking to it, they will definitely purchase large quantities of sugar, and then they won't have to worry about sales in the future.

After leaving the draft horses and oxen in Sig Town, Morey handed over 20 gold coins, then turned and left Sig Town with twenty barrels of malt sugar.

There was no other way; salt mining had just begun and production was not yet visible. The only option was to sell maltose to prevent Morey from leaving empty-handed.

When he comes next time, he will bring more oxen and draft horses, until he has transported 50 oxen and 100 draft horses to make up for the shortfall of 20 catties of cheap salt—Roman did not give him a detailed account, but only a general one.

The benefits of this large sum of money are obvious.

Once he distributes those 20 jin of salt across the land, the low cost will make him a fortune.

This huge discount was equivalent to paying him 200 gold coins directly.

A rough estimate suggests that the profit alone could earn over 500 gold coins.

This income is quite good even among nobles. Most nobles only earn three figures a year, and he was just one of the sons of a big merchant.

After Morey's caravan left, Roman looked at the herd of oxen and horses, and he felt wonderful.

This is a huge asset and is crucial to the development of Sigge Town.

Because of the transportation, the livestock looked somewhat listless.

He needs to make sure these large animals are well-fed and comfortable.

The agricultural officer, Mohr, came running up, panting, his fat chest bouncing. He reached Roman, wiped his sweat, and said:

"Master Roman, I have prepared what you requested..."

As Mohr spoke, he glanced at the large herd of oxen and draft horses behind Roman.

There are only about 80 oxen in total in Sige Town. It's not that he can't afford to buy more oxen.

It's mainly because of my identity.

Moore thought of his father who died of illness many years ago. At that time, he was puzzled by his father's many decisions. But when he finally came to this position, Moore understood his father's difficulties.

Should we develop Sige Town?

Whether it's building a bridge or paving a road, it requires a large workforce.

Without permission, the Bass family cannot overstep their authority; their position is always that of stewards, not decision-makers.

Even if they develop Sig Town and reap huge profits, would the Rift Armor Clan praise their actions?
Think of the pioneering lords of more than a hundred years ago.

They reclaimed vast tracts of wasteland, turning them into fertile fields. However, after the conqueror emperor's fleet was lost in the Dark Sea, the pioneering lords died from various unexpected accidents due to insufficient strength, and the nobles seized all the fruits of their labor over the past decade.

Common development? Mutual benefit?
What is your status and strength?

Will I be safe if I hand over all my property?

You idiot! Even if I beat you to death, this is still mine!

If the town of Sigir were to become too prosperous, and this reached the ears of the Lord of the Cracked Armor... In the end, after much hesitation, Mor chose to give up and go to sleep.

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Roman had no interest in the past of Sig Town.

He considered everyone in this era to be an idiot, not worth caring about at all.

This land certainly possesses abundant resources, amazing potential, and numerous enormous advantages.

But Roman felt that with his abilities, he could thrive anywhere.

Even if you throw him into a barren desert or grassland, as long as he survives and has the ability to act, he can lead a group of people to fight his way out like a barbarian tribe and occupy a rich and fertile land.

Rapid development, war to sustain war, whoever comes will die!
Roman always believed that initial resources would only limit his development time, not his ultimate achievements.

Of course, the more initial resources you have, the better.

He took Moore away from the dock.

These large animals have both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that they can greatly improve work efficiency and plow more land in the summer and autumn.

The downside is that more manpower is needed to care for the newly added oxen and draft horses.

There used to be more than forty farmers working in the livestock shed.

Their daily work involves taking care of numerous large animals, with each person responsible for an average of two cows. There is a supervisory position called a cowherd, whose main duties include herding, cleaning manure, harvesting pasture, and taking care of calves.

The labor of these people cannot be spared, and even during the deep plowing and sowing season, Roman did not call them out.

He even has to temporarily pull 30 people from the road construction workforce to take care of these livestock—but not too many, otherwise it will delay the work on the other side.

As Morey continues to bring in livestock, the number of workers caring for them will only increase.

This is why, although the town of Sige has over a thousand laborers, he can only mobilize about seven hundred of them.

Whether it's livestock, mills, or various craftspeople, none of them can shout it out.

Otherwise, the town of Sig will come to a complete standstill.

Roman was deeply dissatisfied with the old livestock sheds, which were filthy, damp, cold, and precarious, with rotting thatch in the mud and bedbugs swarming around them—a truly unsightly place.

Once Roman's [Building] skill reached level 2, he had the idea of ​​building a new livestock shed.

It's just that I haven't been able to find the time, so I've been putting it off.

Now that Morey's livestock had arrived in Sig, Roman knew that the matter could not be delayed any longer.

He wants to build a new, more scientific, and more hygienic livestock shed.

Future breeding work should also be subject to unified management and planning.

During this period, he had been having Moore prepare a large amount of building timber and stone.

The timber came from a large amount of wood felled along the road during construction, while the stone came from the stone quarry.

Once again, Roman felt the lack of manpower.

Of course, Roman knew where the problem lay.

There are so many things to do.

Moreover, it was done with a very urgent and imminent attitude, forcibly urging and pulling everyone in Sige Town to keep moving forward at an accelerated pace.

If Roman had died suddenly at that time, his descendants in Sige Town would certainly have included him in the evaluation of the Second Emperor of Sui.

(End of this chapter)