Of course, she had reasons to be unhappy. As the daughter of a blacksmith who had served the Pompeii family for generations, it was natural for her to enter the castle and serve as Master Luther's personal maid.

But after becoming Master Luther's personal maid, things were different from being at home. She had to stay in the castle all the time and rarely went back home.

It was a rare occasion for her to see her father today, and she was very happy.

As a result, Daddy held a piece of wood. Little Maya looked at the plow in Bob's hand. She didn't know how to describe it, so she could only call it wood.

He was so happy holding the wood and ignored her biological daughter who worked as a maid in the castle, which made her very unhappy.

Then little Maya became curious again. It turned out that this was called a "plow". What was it used for?

Luther, a rough man, naturally didn't notice Maya's resentment. He looked at the plow in Bob's hand and was so happy.

Although I knew that making a plow was a natural thing according to Bob's craftsmanship, it was still a pleasure to see the real thing.

Luther quickly took the plow from Bob's hands, held it in his arms, and stroked the plow itself as if he were caressing a lover.

This is the crystallization of Chinese wisdom.

To be the crystallization of wisdom that shines brightly in this world.

In terms of meaning, this thing is much more precious than his lover. As his strength grows and his status rises, he can have as many lovers as he wants.

What is difficult now is the first start-up capital.

Ha ha.

Bob was laughing so hard beside her, but little Maya had goose bumps all over her body.

"Luther is acting so strange, doesn't he like women, but this kind of wood?"

Girls mature early, and strange thoughts arose in little Maya's mind.

Let’s not talk about little Maya for now. Luther stroked the plow for a while, then asked Bob solemnly, “How is it? Have you tested it?”

"Not really. After I made it, I sent it to you, young master." Bob touched the back of his head and said a little embarrassedly.

"Okay, let's have a public test. Uncle Bob, you go outside the castle with the plow. Little Maya, you go find Butler Ferran and ask him to send someone to the ranch to get a Bass cow."

Luther returned the plow to Bob and gave instructions to the two men.

"yes."

Bob agreed happily and walked out. Maya was a little confused. Wood? Cow? What on earth was he doing?

Although little Maya had a lot on her mind, she went down obediently.

Not long after, Luther knocked on the doors of the castle one by one. Old Thor, Mrs. Sophie, Magellan, Xuxua, Teacher Joxu, Lelouch, etc. Luther invited them out to witness the great moment.

This is blatant showing off.

Likewise, it also increases the determination of important figures in the territory to promote the development of the territory.

Thinking back to that time, Luther was so angry that his liver hurt when he recalled the irrelevant conversation he had with old Saul.

You old-fashioned bastard.

I asked you to support me in developing my territory but you refused. Now that I have a complete plow, I wonder if you are shocked to death.

There is also Lady Sophie and Lelouch, who, although supportive of his territory development plan, are also more or less skeptical.

The time has come to witness the results. I believe that after seeing the results of the plow, they will be full of confidence in the development of the territory.

Maybe I can get more gold coins from that miser, old Thor, to support my territory development plan.

Luther is going to be a man of great nobles, and Pompeii will become a real city sooner or later.

Luther called all these people out and came to an open space outside the castle. In fact, there were such open spaces outside the castle, forming a circle.

While such open space is beneficial for enemy attack, it is also beneficial for a broad field of vision.

In short, it's a wasteland.

"Little Luther, I have an important document to deal with. If you don't give me a reason, I will make you run around the castle a hundred times." Old Thor was a little dissatisfied.

As a knight lord, he has a lord above him, the baron. Recently, some things have happened in the baron's territory, and the official correspondence has been quite frequent.

He had a lot of things to do and had no time to fool around with his son.

In Old Saul's mind, Luther was just fooling around. He also had an obsession in his mind, which was to send Luther to the Knights of the Royal Capital for training.

Give Luther formal military training instead of letting him stay in the countryside and do some weird things.

It didn't matter to Mr. Joshua, Lelouch, Madame Sophie, Magellan and the others. They came because Luther asked them to.

In addition to these people, there is Bob holding the plow, and his daughter little Maya.

Mrs. Sophie looked at Bob holding the plow, thoughtfully. She was much smarter than old Sol. Thinking of the plan Luther had mentioned before, her eyes lit up.

“Is this the result?”

Pompeii Territory is a land based on agriculture. Due to limited population, it has not been well developed. If it can save manpower.

All in all, follow Luther's development plan.

That future is very good.

After waiting for a while, the old butler Ferran came, bringing with him a middle-aged man who was leading a cow.

This is the Bass cattle that Luther just mentioned. It is a very strong breed of cattle with excellent meat quality and extremely high economic value.

Especially its character is relatively gentle.

This was the breed of cattle that Luther favored for use as draft cattle. This time, Lady Sophie sent people outside the territory to purchase sixty draft cattle, also of this breed.

Seeing the cow, Luther glanced at Old Sol again. It was time to show off. Luther said to Bob, "Uncle Bob, let's get started."

"OK."

Bob nodded, put down the plow, prepared the rest of the tools, hitched the plow to the ox, then Bob held the plow with one hand, waved the whip with the other, and began to drive the ox.

"Moo." Bass Bull swept his tail, turned his head and looked at Bob gently, then slowly walked forward with the water, and the plow started working.

The originally abandoned land was very hard, but under the action of the plow, the soil was turned over.

This is also the most important work of farmers in a year.

Loosen the soil.

Farmers of this era did not have tools like plows, let alone the concept of oxen. They wielded hoes year after year to loosen the soil.

Therefore, although there are many forests around Pompeii that can be cut down and turned into farmland, due to the lack of labor, there are not many farmlands in Pompeii.

Now that oxen have come out, with the help of the cows, the farmland in the territory can be doubled or even tripled.

(End of this chapter)