I'm not a lord
Chapter 92 You want to fight for me too?
Chapter 92 You want to fight for me too?
The next day at noon, luncheons at each manor started on time.
When the serfs gathered in the small square in the middle of the manor, the delicacies that came into view almost filled their vision.
On the grill, dozens of goats were sizzling with oil.
The stewards and the wives of the village heads personally spread honey on the surface of the goats and baked them to a golden and crispy crust.
On the dining table were baskets of black bread brought from the castle.
Lynn also wanted to let the serfs taste white bread.
However, due to factors such as lack of seeds, labor shortage, soil properties, and unsuitable climate, Bai Xiongling did not plant a few acres of wheat this year and simply did not have the stock.
Fortunately, the taste of freshly baked brown bread is not too bad.
Next to the bread is a freshly baked pie with all the usual fillings, including apples, vegetables, and pork.
In addition to these delicious dishes, Lynn also brought barrels of ale and mead from White Bear Town.
As soon as the lid of the barrel is opened, the aroma of wine fills the air instantly.
Of course, this is not the end.
How can bread be complete without cheese and jam?
Plates of sweet jam and cheese were also placed on the table for the serfs to enjoy.
In addition, several earthenware pots were filled with a variety of hot foods such as vegetable porridge, bacon soup, bean soup, and offal soup, which the serfs were served with bread.
The serfs couldn't believe their eyes for a moment.
This year's harvest celebration seems to be much more grand than in previous years.
Can you really eat these delicacies by yourself?
However, as the stewards and the village heads announced that all this was arranged by the lord, the serfs suddenly burst into enthusiastic cheers and rushed into the square to choose their favorite food.
Today, not only the serfs from the original five manors participated in the celebration, but even the newly built Manor No. 6 was also qualified to participate in the celebration.
In the harvest war that just ended, the more than 200 serfs in Manor No. 6 did their best.
These serfs who had just settled in the White Bear Territory brought their wives and children and entered Manor No. 4 and Manor No. 5 respectively under the leadership of the manor manager.
Macko, who escaped from Sanhe City, was naturally also invited.
He held his barbarian wife's hand in his left hand, and his barbarian son, little Macko, in his right hand.
His wife is pregnant with their next child.
The women and children of the barbarians had never participated in such a grand festival. They felt dazzled and their horizons were broadened.
The exterior of the new stone house was decorated with green branches and bright flowers, and the small square of the manor was filled with serfs eating and drinking to their heart's content.
The adult serfs drank ale and mead with red faces, while the children ran around laughing, grabbing the uneaten food in their hands.
"Dad, can we eat too?"
The little boy from the wilderness has been eating rye porridge mixed with vegetables and wild vegetables these days.
Although this kind of food was an absolute delicacy in his eyes, he still couldn't help but drool with envy when he saw the fragrant barbecue and pies.
After three months of living together, he has initially mastered some common languages on the mainland, can communicate with his new father on a daily basis, and has also received a new name given by his father.
But he was still a little afraid of Southerners whose hair color was different from his.
Today was the first time he left Manor No. 6 and entered a settlement populated entirely by southerners.
Macko rubbed his son's head and said, "Go and eat. Don't be afraid. They are just like me. They won't hurt you."
"Great!"
The little boy from the wilderness was like a pony that had broken free from its reins, and he and a few of his companions rushed towards the dining table that was full of food.
Macko and his wife followed closely behind, and soon they also fell into the seemingly inexhaustible food.
After drinking a whole cup of mead in one breath and burping, he began to imagine the future.
The soybeans he planted will be harvested next month, and the mud house at home has also been built.
This winter, he will be able to keep his wife and children in a warm bed. He also plans to trade his surplus soybeans for livestock, such as lambs, chicks, and goslings.
By next year, their family will be able to eat meat.
It is said that as long as enough wasteland is reclaimed, the master will reward you with stones to build a sturdy and warm stone house.
Also, there is a high probability that there will be one more person in the family next year.
Macko poured himself another glass of beer and hummed softly.
He felt that the days were becoming more and more promising.
A banquet was also being held in the restaurant on the first floor of the castle.
Most of the participants were the core leadership of White Bear Territory.
Linn, the fourth, fifth, sixth and other bandit brothers, Agna and Leah, several maids in the castle, as well as Mira, little Thorward and his fiancée.
Naturally, there would be some rare delicacies on the castle’s dining table.
For example, roasted venison legs, spiced broth, jars of fresh honey, and pickled and dried bear and pig hearts.
Both of these hearts come from Warcraft. After being marinated with salt and spices, their texture and taste are first-class.
The North produces almost no spices, but Leon would give Lynn some expensive spices from the South every time he visited, and they came in handy today.
Except for Lao Liu, most of the bandits ate in a rather rough manner.
Especially the fourth and fifth brothers, they don’t have any chivalrous demeanor at all.
Yagna and Leah sat on Lin's left and right, eating with precise and elegant movements.
As for the three barbarian children, they all ate properly.
After all, the teacher I follow is more educated.
Mira took a few bites and then started chatting secretly with her little sister, looking up at Lin En from time to time.
When the bandits had enough to drink and started chatting, little Xiaomila trotted over to Lin En with a glass of wine.
"Master, this cup is for you."
Lynn was chatting with Leah.
Turning around, I saw Xiaomila's fair face was rosy, and her little sisters from the wilderness were following beside her.
Lin En couldn't help but frowned: "Have you been drinking?"
Leah pulled Lin En's arm and said, "My lord, there's nothing wrong with having a drink during the festival. Besides, Mira is not young anymore."
Isn’t it small?
Lin En took a closer look and found that Mira was indeed taller than when she first arrived at the castle.
But after all, he was not yet thirteen years old, and was malnourished when he was young. He was still a little kid who did not arouse his interest at all.
At this time, little Thorward also squeezed in front of Lin En with a glass of wine in his hand, blushing and saying loudly:
"Sir, I would also like to toast you and thank you for taking us in!"
Lin En didn't pick up the wine glass, but just asked, "How are your studies going recently? I heard from Timo that your study attitude is not correct?"
Little Thorward's face turned even redder, but his tone became even higher, and he spoke in the common language that he was not very proficient in:
"Sir, I'm getting married next year. I'm already an adult. I'd rather use my sword to fight for you than study!"
The sentence structure of this sentence is quite complicated, so you can imagine that he has recited it many times.
The fifth brother, Andre, heard the commotion and raised his glass. "Good, very spirited! A real man should wield a sword!"
Lin En looked at little Thorward with a serious look in his eyes: "Are you sure you want to fight for me?"
"Yes, sir, I'm sure!" Little Thorward raised his head and chest.
It will be on the shelves this Saturday, and there will definitely be a burst of updates. I'm shamelessly asking for monthly votes. If I can get 1,000 in February, I will definitely add more updates!
(End of this chapter)
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