The dragon lady doesn't like the lord

Only the slight redness and swelling of her eyes proved that she had just cried, otherwise there would be no noticeable changes.

"I believe I can grow wheat before winter comes."

Ron reached out and gently touched the maid's head.

"What else can I do if I don't believe it? Anyway, the maid can't change the master's decision."

Fiona began to think seriously about the possibility of wheat ripening. If winter came normally, there would be no possibility of wheat ripening.

The only hope is that, as Ron said, this year's winter will come later than in previous years.

It also depends on whether Lilith can create a miracle and research a secret medicine to make the wheat mature quickly.

"That's not necessarily true. Why don't you try letting me be dealt with from now on? Maybe you can persuade me to come back."

Ron was just teasing the maid, but growing wheat was a sure thing.

"嘁~"

Fiona frowned and looked at the man in front of her with disdain;

"You bastard master is really bold. The maid will not be fooled again and will not let the bashful master do whatever he wants to the maid."

She wanted to give it a try before to see if there was any possibility of change.

Now I know it is impossible to change, so I won't be fooled...

In the carriage, Ron and the maid Fiona were bickering as usual. Lilith pretended not to care, but she pricked up her ears and listened attentively.

Not long after Lucia got on the carriage, she looked at the scenery for a while and then fell asleep hugging her thick tail. No matter how loud the noise was, she could not be woken up.

Oviel didn't understand what Ron was saying. She was a little curious at first, but then she also fell asleep on the sofa.

Feilia has not slept the whole time. Her red vertical pupils are always looking out the window. I don’t know if she is appreciating the scenery or trying to remember this journey.

Only occasionally would I glance at the only man in the carriage...

As time went by, the caravan gradually grew in size, from less than 400 people to 700 to 800 people.

However, the number now basically remains at this level and is no longer increasing significantly.

The reason is simple. The farther away from Winter City, the more forks in the road there are, and the lower the probability of encountering farmers abandoned by other nobles.

Ron glanced out the window and saw such a large group of serfs following him. He felt happy but also inexplicably sad.

This is not the sadness of one individual, but the sadness of an era.

If the lesser nobles are like chickens and dogs in front of the greater nobles, then the lower class people are just intelligent animals.

This is how farmers are viewed by most nobles. They are no different from horses and oxen, and are nothing more than consumables.

"The master is frowning. Is he worried about how to settle his subjects?"

Fiona, who was very observant, immediately noticed Ron's melancholy expression.

"I already have a plan on how to settle them."

A few days ago, Ron had already thought clearly about how to build the territory and grow wheat in the frontier.

"Oh? Then the master will tell the maid."

The man's answer aroused Fiona's curiosity. She wanted to know what arrangements her master would make.

"Of course, if the master's plan is bad, the maid will laugh at it."

Fiona raised her chin with a disdainful expression.

"First of all, it is difficult to manage a large number of people. There will always be hardworking people and lazy people."

Ron ignored his maid's words and said with a serious expression:

"In order to effectively deal with this situation, I plan to implement a team farming system."

"Team farming system?"

At first, Fiona felt that Ron couldn't explain anything, but when she heard some professional and difficult words, she was stunned.

Lilith, who originally didn't pay much attention to this matter, turned around and looked at the man in front of her with a focused expression when she heard such new words.

"Yes."

Ron nodded and continued to explain;

"I plan to have the people form teams of 10 and select team leaders from among them. At the end of each quarter, each team will have a harvest ranking. The higher the ranking, the more silver coins each quarter will receive, and the food supply will also be improved by a level."

At this point, a smirk appeared on his face;

"Ranked low, I'll have fewer silver coins and can only eat rye bread with sawdust."

When Fiona heard this, her pupils widened and she was unable to digest the news for a moment.

She touched her forehead and spoke with some excitement;

"Master, this method of yours can perfectly solve the problem of hardworking people and lazy people having the same harvest."

When did the master become so smart that he could come up with such a perfect plan.

"With a captain, management will be much easier. Team members will also urge each other to get more silver coins and eat better."

Lilith swallowed and looked at the man next to her excitedly;

"My Lord, Lilith is right. You will definitely become an excellent lord."

At first, she just thought that her lord was a noble with excellent vision, otherwise he would not have taken a liking to her at first sight.

Later I felt that the lord was very lustful and always liked to tease maids and female dragons, but this was not a big problem.

After all, they are aristocrats, so it would be abnormal if they didn't have any special hobbies.

Now after hearing about the team farming system, Lilith suddenly felt that she saw a bright future.

This is the wise master that I have been searching for so long!!!

"I can rest assured if they fight among themselves."

As a qualified lord, Ron, who was once a slave at the bottom of society, knows deeply how to control people at the bottom.

Only by letting them fight and oppose each other can he sit back and relax, manage the army and expand the territory.

There are so many trivial matters among serfs, and as a lord, there is no time to be distracted by such things.

In fact, he had an advanced plan that he didn't mention.

The plan is that as long as the team ranks in the top ten more than ten times, the descendants of the team members will be qualified to become knights.

This will definitely drive the subjects crazy because it is their only way to cross classes.

For ordinary people, knights are out of reach and can only be dreamed of.

Now that they have such an opportunity, how could they not cherish it.

The knights selected from the descendants of the subjects will definitely be loyal, so this is a perfect win-win plan.

"The maid suddenly felt that the master's serious look was quite scary."

Fiona was not opposed to this plan, but she felt inexplicably that Ron had changed a lot and could come up with such a perfect and incredible solution.

It can be said that as long as this plan is implemented, the problem will be solved once and for all.

At most, two farm managers will be assigned to resolve conflicts between teams, and the rest will be resolved by the residents themselves.

"As a lord, being clear about rewards and punishments and governing strictly is far more worthy of respect than being indecisive and merciful."

Lilith felt that Ron's way of commanding his subordinates would definitely win everyone's trust.

Although this system seems a bit cruel.

But hard-working people will definitely be grateful to Ron because it makes them richer.

Under this system, the agricultural harvest in Roen's territory will be greater than that of any other territory in the future.

"The Lord's talent is definitely greater than anyone else in this pioneering war."

Lilith looked at Ron with eyes full of admiration and appreciation.

Since the Lord is so outstanding, I must work harder to research frost-resistant wheat...

"Yes, you have good taste."

Ron nodded in satisfaction, the corners of his mouth unable to suppress the upward movement.

However, there was no ripple in his heart. After all, few of the nobles who could participate in the pioneering war were weak.

In particular, there are two powerful aristocratic groups, and we cannot slack off at any time.

Of course, this is not the time to worry about it right now.

Building territory, cultivating wheat fields, and forming a hunting team are the priorities right now. Wilson Gray, our archenemy, will have to be put aside.

According to Ron's estimation, Wilson Gray would not easily invade the swamp before his territory was built.

After all, there are certain risks involved and it will greatly slow down the progress of territory construction.

If his frontier land is attacked by other lords when he is attacked, he will be unable to take care of both ends.

Only by building strong fortifications can we launch an invasion against other lords.

However, the most important thing is to quickly form a hunting team, because with so many mouths, the food is estimated to be only enough for two months.

There is more than a month's food gap that needs to be filled, and it is estimated that more than 20,000 kilograms of meat will be needed, and some wild vegetables and berries will also need to be collected.

It happened to be autumn, the time when many wild fruits and vegetables ripen.

As long as there are a dozen or so hunting and gathering teams, food shortages should not be a big problem.

There is really no other way, so I can only plunder from other lords.

It just so happened that Wilson Gray, his archenemy, built his territory on the only way to and from Winterfell through the swamp in order to stop him from being killed.

Then the time will come to settle all the new and old grudges together. As the son of a viscount, he has strong financial resources and will probably be able to make a lot of money by then.

Of course, we cannot be careless. After all, the strength on paper is equal, and even if we win, it will only be a narrow victory.

You need to surprise others with your strategy, take advantage of the weather and the terrain, and add some tactics.

This can greatly reduce casualties.

"Whoo~"