Lord blessed by the elves

Chapter 80 Ability
After listening, Kruse's eyes revealed a look of understanding.

Buffett and Wilstone, from a higher-level lordly management perspective, suggested that he take this opportunity to elevate simple population resettlement into an institutionalized expansion of territory and an upgrade of management models.

"Regarding the specific plans for this new manor, Buffett, do you have any well-developed ideas?" Kruse threw the question back to the experienced butler, anticipating his proposal.

Butler Buffet was clearly well-prepared, a confident smile on his face. He spread out a meticulously drawn map on the table, which had obviously been planned for a long time.

“Young Master, please look.” He pointed to an area clearly marked on the map. “This is the site I’ve planned for your first manor. It’s located southeast of Lion Fang Territory—oh, given its current size and development, perhaps we should rename it Lion Fang Town. I’ve personally led a team to survey the terrain.”

He drew a clear boundary on the map with his finger: "My plan is to incorporate this entire adjacent area to the southeast into the new manor. One of the biggest advantages of this plan is that the physical existence of the manor will completely eliminate any further attempts by those guys from Wolf Hair Territory to seize our border land!"

The butler's tone carried a hint of dissatisfaction and wariness towards his neighbors.

Kruse instantly understood the strategic intent behind prioritizing the establishment of the estate in the southeast. This was not only about development, but also a declaration of sovereignty and a consolidation of the border.

“My initial plan is that the permanent population of this new manor will be about five hundred people. The total planned area is one thousand acres.” Buffet began to elaborate on his plan, moving his finger between different colored blocks on the map. “Of these, two hundred acres are planned to be self-cultivated land directly managed by the lord;
Two hundred mu of land, two hundred mu of grassland, and two hundred mu of woodland were rented to tenant farmers for cultivation; the remaining land was temporarily designated as residential land for serfs and free citizens, as well as land for public facilities such as roads and squares.

Looking at the well-organized and proportionally balanced plan on the map, Kruse's mouth gaped slightly, and a sense of amazement welled up in his heart.

He realized once again that he had underestimated the wisdom of professional managers in this era.

It seems that Lion Tooth Territory was too poor in the past, so everything was kept simple and there was no need for meticulous planning.

Now that the territory has developed, the planning ability demonstrated by Steward Buffet is a complete and sustainable feudal manor economic model.

However, he still had a question: "Buffel, why do we need to preserve so much grassland and woodland? Wouldn't it produce more food if it were all converted into farmland?"

Butler Buffet seemed to have anticipated this question and calmly explained, “Young Master, your idea is excellent, but please allow me to clarify. The grassland is not wasteland; it is the main place for grazing cattle and sheep and raising poultry. We must plant a large amount of high-quality forage grass like alfalfa to ensure the supply of meat, milk, and leather.”

As for woodlands, they are indispensable. The estate relies on timber for building houses, making tools, daily cooking, and winter heating. Without a stable source of timber, the estate cannot be sustained in the long run.

This clear and thorough explanation was like a revelation, allowing Kruse to instantly grasp its profound meaning.

This is not merely a division of land, but a complete economic logic of medieval manor houses based on ecological cycles and long-term sustainable development.

His gaze toward Butler Buffet held an added measure of respect.

"Excellent!" Kruse's eyes gleamed with excitement, very satisfied with the steward Buffet's plan. "I'll leave this matter entirely to you. Make sure to settle these six hundred people properly as soon as possible, so they can have a peaceful winter and get back into production."

"Please rest assured, young master, I will do my best." Butler Buffet gladly accepted the order, bowed slightly, and then turned and left swiftly to begin mobilizing manpower and supplies.

In the past few days, the young master somehow acquired over three hundred gleaming gold coins to replenish the treasury, which solved his immediate problem and allowed him to finally unleash his full potential. Kruze wasn't idle either; after Buffel left, he too set off for the land to the southeast that had been designated as the new estate.

He wanted to go and see for himself to make sure everything went smoothly.

As for the naming rights of the new manor, he did not overstep his bounds. His father, Baron Reyes, had not yet returned, and as the heir, he kept to this boundary and was unwilling to overstep the rules in such a symbolic matter of power.

When Kruse arrived at the planning site, he was greeted by a bustling scene of activity.

Steward Buffet was extremely efficient; the serfs and artisans who had arrived earlier were already busy in the designated areas.

Several clerks, holding measuring ropes and poles, were carefully measuring the land according to the plan on the map, using lime powder to draw clear boundaries, making it clear at a glance where the future residential land, farmland, grassland, and woodland were located.

Near the water source, rows of makeshift shacks were erected. Although simple, they were enough to provide temporary shelter from the wind and rain for the new immigrants.

Further out, quarries and logging areas have been cleared out, with the clanging of hammers and the rumble of falling trees filling the air as materials are prepared for the construction of more permanent houses and fences.

A group of physically strong serfs, under the guidance of overseers, wielded brand-new iron farm tools, some of which came from spoils of war, clearing shrubs and stones from the wasteland and cultivating the dormant land.

The air was filled with the fragrance of freshly turned soil, a sign of a bountiful harvest to come.

Although the construction site was busy, it was not chaotic.

Under the direction of Butler Buffet and his capable assistants, all tasks were carried out in an orderly manner.

Cooper also brought along some of his well-behaved and eager-to-integrate migrants to help maintain order and to communicate with new immigrants.

Although everyone's face showed fatigue, it also reflected a strong desire for a stable life and a drive to contribute to the construction of their new home.

Kruse strolled through the area, feeling the vibrant life of the land, and his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

This contrasts sharply with the tense atmosphere in the outside world; Lion Fang Territory is like an oasis in a chaotic world, steadily growing according to its blueprint.

Meanwhile, in the Wild Dog Market, deep in the Hornas Mountains, the atmosphere was the complete opposite of the orderly Lion Tooth Territory, descending into chaos and panic.

The combined efforts of the Campnorshire nobles were more effective than they had anticipated.

A vanguard of a noble coalition of two hundred men, led by Baron Hiddink, has entered the outer region of the Hornas Mountains and is meticulously searching every suspicious valley and cave in a grid-like manner.

(End of this chapter)