Every time I come home, my wife is making garbage

Chapter 113: Growing Your Own Cash Crops
Four sleds were loaded full with the poor family's junk.

The furniture took up too much space. The table was huge, the cabinet was huge, and the tattered bed was huge. All four sleighs were filled to the brim.

The wolves actually had some objections to transporting these junk back home.

But this is when the werewolves' advantages are reflected. They are extremely organized and disciplined. They do whatever the boss says and obey orders absolutely without any resistance because of their emotions.

When the sleigh was about to leave the town, the cloth merchant was still standing on the street, waving at them desperately: "When will you come next time?"

Sevi: "We'll have to wait until spring. It takes time for us to weave the cloth."

Cloth merchant: "I hope you can come as soon as possible. Don't sell the cloth to others, but sell it to me."

Sevi was about to say "OK" foolishly, but Zhang Jingyi said in advance: "If someone offers a higher price, we can't guarantee that we will sell the cloth to you next time."

Cloth merchant: "Oh, don't worry about that. I will give you the best price."

Zhang Jingyi: "That would be great."

The team set off and slowly left the town.

Adrian personally sent them to the town gate and said to Ace with a flattering expression: "Father, you are welcome to come again next time and bring us the voice of the God of Light."

Ace said with a pretentious look on his face: "For God so loves the world that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. Mr. Adrian, you will receive God's blessing."

Adrian was delighted: "Okay, okay!"

After that, he lowered his voice and asked, "Father, are you going to stay in the werewolf town in the western forest?"

Ace: "Yes, I want to convey God's voice to the werewolves."

Adrian lowered his voice and said, "The western forest is not safe. There is an impostor who leads a tribe of cat people to fight against the wise king Ugumantai. In the fall, I followed the Blackhearted Wizard and the Black Knight Feder into the forest and fought with them. In the end, we were defeated and the Black Knight Feder was killed... If you encounter them in the forest, be careful."

Ace: "Thank you for your reminder, but I walked through the valley of death without fear in my heart, because God was with me."

Adrian thought: Every time I listen to the pastor's words, I feel sick. I want to chop you in the face with a sword. I wonder how God protects you when the sword is in your face.

But even though I think about it, I don’t dare!

He had no choice but to smile and say, "Father, what you said is very good. As long as we have the protection of the God of Light, we don't have to worry about anything."

Ace's voice suddenly sank: "Mr. Adrian, believers often come to me to confess their sins. I am very good at distinguishing whether what others say is sincere or perfunctory."

Adrian: “!!!”

Ace smiled and turned away: "Goodbye, Mr. Adrian."

Adrian was so frightened that he could not speak. He only had one thought in his mind: If he sees that I am just trying to put him off, will he report me to the Vatican? Shit! Why the hell should I say anything? Can't I just keep silent and smile?

Adrian made up his mind that next time he met a priest, he would not say anything but just smile. He was going to smile as calmly as possible.
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The sled was moving quickly through the snowy forest.

The car was filled with broken furniture, so there was no place for Zhang Jingyi and Ace to sit. Ace lay on a broken bed and Zhang Jingyi sat on a cabinet. Every time the sled turned, they felt like they were about to be thrown off.

The werewolves were very happy. They ran as fast as they could and sang ancient songs.

The song is called "Full Moon Song" and the lyrics are as follows: "Ahhh... Woohoo..."

As they were running, Sevi suddenly said, "Mr. Zhang, we have established a good relationship with the cloth merchant. Can we bring cloth to him more often in the future?"

Zhang Jingyi: “Yes!”

Sevi: "But the wild flax around our village has been harvested almost completely. In order to collect flax, our people have to travel farther and farther... If this continues, we will have no cloth to sell after only a few sales."

Zhang Jingyi smiled and said, "Then grow flax yourself."

Sevi: "Huh? Grow it yourself?"

Zhang Jingyi: "You didn't have enough to eat before, and all your fields had to be used to grow wheat. But last fall, I provided you with Maasai 12 and taught you new planting techniques. By next year's harvest, the people of Gilneas will no longer have to worry about having enough to eat. At this time, they will have enough energy to grow cash crops."

Sevi suddenly realized.

Zhang Jingyi said, "After the spring of next year, use the new farm machinery I provide you to open up a lot of wasteland. Don't use these newly opened wasteland to grow wheat. Use them all to grow a variety of cash crops. Not only flax, but also sugar beets. With sugar beets, you can make sugar in Gilneas. And you know the price of sugar without me having to tell you."

"Beets?" When Sevi heard these two words, his eyes were filled with clear stupidity, and he had no idea what they were.

But Ace knew what it was. He was slightly stunned and said, "Beets? I know beets are a crop. Its roots are sweet, but no one can turn them into sugar."

It turns out that although beets have always been grown in the West, they were grown and eaten as a slightly sweet vegetable, and no one could turn them into sugar. It was not until the 18th and 19th centuries that Westerners extracted sugar from beets.

In this world of swords and magic, productivity is still very backward, far from the productivity of the 18th century. The technology of making sugar from beets is something that people in this world have never even dared to think about.

Zhang Jingyi chuckled: "Do you want the technology to make sugar from beets?"

As soon as these words came out, Ace nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice: "I want it! I want it very much! I want it too much."

"That's good." Zhang Jingyi smiled: "Next spring, we will slowly figure out which cash crops to plant and which supporting industries to build."

Ace: "I can't wait for spring."
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In a few days...

In Shuangqing City, Zhang Yang, wearing a white hat, accompanied several designers, wandered around Zhang Jingyi's cultural and creative park.

These designers are all graduates from prestigious universities. They are veteran designers who have designed many cultural and creative parks and are of very high caliber.

They had just visited the three areas designed by Zhang Jingyi: "Cat Village", "Goblin Mine" and "Werewolf Town".

After looking at the design drawings and the completed parts, the designers were full of praise: "This Mr. Zhang Jingyi, although he doesn't know much about architecture, the houses he built don't look very solid. But the otherworldly style revealed in his designs is really amazing."

(End of this chapter)