I built a manor in the Middle Ages

Chapter 154 Sled!

The two men were bragging and drinking with great enthusiasm, and had long forgotten about the matter of gathering information. After all, they were not sent by the butler.

Although Baron Berry instructed them to investigate whether Luc had other sources of income, neither the baron himself nor the shrewd butler actually took it too seriously. The reason for investigating Luc was more to extort some pfennig. They did not think that a wandering knight could do anything. The butler even boldly speculated privately that this new knight might turn into a bandit to support his family.

However, when he returned to the castle last night and heard from the tavern owner that the baron's warhorse was lost, the butler was extremely anxious.

So the one who was really being watched was Freeman, who was harboring resentment.

The two laughed at the unlucky old housekeeper again, not noticing that two pairs of vicious eyes were staring at them quietly.
Rang, who had been lying in ambush behind the bushes for a long time, lowered his voice and said, "One for each of us!" Then he grasped the German dagger and round shield and rushed out of the bushes.

As a knight's squire who had fought for many years, Rang's thighs were very strong. He stood up and approached the mob. Before the other party could react, he stabbed one of them with a knife. The tip of the knife pierced the skin and went into the internal organs. Amid the other party's shrill screams, the heavy smell of blood instantly filled the forest.

"Damn it!"

Another thug took out a butcher knife in fear, but just as he pulled out the knife, he saw George following closely behind him. Seeing this, the hooligan who only dared to bully the weak immediately turned around and ran away.

But he didn't know that when it came to escaping and tracking, George behind him could be his father.

"Run?" George sneered, stepped forward quickly, grasped the Cuman saber, and slashed the man's back. The intense pain made the man crawl on the ground, rolling on the ground and wailing, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm Baron Berry's man!"

"Don't waste time talking to him, just get rid of him!"

Jean, who had already killed the twitching gangster, heard his words and the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger. Baron Berry, I am killing Baron Berry's men!
George didn't say much. The desperate horse thief was not bad in fighting strength, but he was no match for the professional fighters. While the other party kept begging for mercy, George cut the other party's throat with an expressionless face.

The two men dragged the body to the edge of the tree and did not turn back, but continued to move forward - there was a small village of ten households near Cooper Castle.
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"The grain in the granary must be well kept. Last winter, it was infested with rats. Although our granary is well designed, we can't be careless. So, I'll put the white cat in the warehouse."

Luc stood in front of the granary and looked at the large amount of unhulled rye inside. There were only ordinary grains in the warehouse. Food like bacon and salted fish were stored in the private cellar behind Luc Castle.

"Okay, there have indeed been some rat noises these past few days. I hope the white cat can send these disgusting creatures to hell."

Old Eke nodded in agreement. Food is life. Old Eke, who had suffered from hunger, had only eaten full meals for more than a year, and he had not lost his thrifty character.

"Sir, have you found any solution to the food problem?"

"I've already asked them to do it, and there should be news soon."

Luc closed the granary door, casually grasped a piece of pine wood standing by the door, raised his chin and said, "Okay, go back to your work. I have a solution to the food problem. Your current task is to build the city wall this winter. Also, call little Maiman and Robert over."

"Master, you called us?"

After a while, the two of them came together and saw Luc holding a few wooden racks and arranging them on the ground, as if he was weighing something.

"You're just in time. Little Maiman, come here. See these two pieces of pine wood? Chisel out grooves at each end."

Looking at the six-and-a-half-foot-long pine plank on the ground, little Maiman nodded in agreement without asking why. He took two steps and suddenly asked, "Master, how big does the groove need to be?" "Good question, just enough to fit it," Luc said, smiling and pointing to the other side. Behind him, there was an oak plank of the same length, but six inches wide.
This was exactly the wood that Luc had hurriedly made three days ago.

Since leaving the manor three days ago to carry out the plan, Luc has begun to build a new tool - a sled!
The sled was a means of transportation that I had wanted to make a long time ago. It was the most suitable means of travel when the mountains were covered with snow, so I took this opportunity to make it.

There are only two ways to get food: buy it or rob it.

Luc immediately ruled out the latter.

First of all, robbing is definitely a huge risk, but if the profit is huge, Luc doesn't care. The key is how much food can a poor village have? You have to know how low the food productivity is in other places except Luc's Knight Castle. Back then, Ward Village only produced 400 pounds of grain from 100 pounds of seeds. And that was before the shells were removed. I'm afraid that even if I robbed several small villages, I might not be able to get enough. Only larger manors would have enough surplus food, and large manors were not as strong as my current combat power.
This path doesn't work.

Of course, there is another disadvantage to stealing food, which is that it is immoral, but Luc doesn't care about this.

Since you can’t grab it, you have no choice but to buy it.

But a new question arises - who to buy from?

It’s still the same question, who has so much food?
When Luc was in a vicious circle, Du Si quietly told him a secret about the Baron's family.
"Baron Berry is the second son of the previous baron? How did he inherit the barony then? His brother died?"

"That's right, dear. My father once told me that Berry had no right of inheritance. It was only after his older brother, who had the right of inheritance, suddenly died the day before he came of age that he was made the heir."

Du Si's expression was inexpressible. "Maybe God has mercy on him, or maybe it's the devil. It doesn't matter anyway. He's already a baron, but there are always a few loyal knights who are loyal to God. I want to say that besides my father, there's also a knight named David. Although we didn't have a good relationship when my father was alive, we share the same predicament and beliefs. So if you go to him as my husband, perhaps he can provide you with some help."

"Knight David."

Luc narrowed his eyes and did not make a decision immediately.

However, on the same day, two oak and three pine trees were found, peeled and dried in the shade.

After being tempered by irrigation and wooden wall projects, little Maiman's skills improved rapidly. There was no one left in the carpentry workshop, and all the tools were put back into the Knight's Castle. Little Maiman trotted back and chiseled the groove carefully but flexibly. At Luc's instructions, he made an oblique mortise at the back of the groove at a distance of about a forearm.

Luc himself carried the oak board, walked to a fire, and hung the front end of the smoker in the air.

As for Robert, he used his former strengths to weave vine ropes and used a pile of branches to make a tree net.

After the baking was completed, Luc moved the somewhat soft oak wood little by little. With his experience in archery training, his technique was very steady. After a while, he turned the front ends of the two wooden boards into the bow of a ship.

After using a few stones to hold it down in shape, Luc picked up the tools and made holes on both sides so that it could accommodate the pine wood.

To be honest, he hasn't done carpentry work himself for a long time.

By that evening, little Maiman and Robert had completed all their preparations.

(End of this chapter)