CH 668

Chapter 668: This person is transferring property

Spring of 1347 has begun...

Although Westwind Holy City is moving towards industrialization from agriculture, planting is still one of the most important tasks when spring arrives, because in this era, food still needs to be prepared by oneself. Other cities' backward productivity is not enough to support the large-scale requirements of Westwind Holy City.

Therefore, the Westwind Holy City must have its own agriculture, and the scale of this agriculture cannot be too small, otherwise it cannot support the population that has already exceeded 30,000.

Fortunately, the agricultural power of the Westwind Holy City is far above that of other cities.

In early spring, a strange machine was built by dwarf craftsmen under the guidance of Robb, which uses a steam engine as its power and is equipped with a strange large wheel. It drove into the fields and quickly turned over a piece of land with a loud rumble, many times faster than manual plowing.

This magical farm machine was snatched up by the nobles who run agricultural plantations in the city and was quickly put into use in the spring planting season, leading to a rapid development of agriculture in Westwind Holy City.

By the time of the summer harvest, the dwarf craftsmen had produced another strange farm machine, which could automatically harvest all the crops by running a lap in the field.

Fortunately, Westwind Holy City is a city that is flourishing and developing upward, and these farmers, under Eddie's organization, were able to find jobs in emerging factories after a brief period of unemployment and unrest.

The storm was finally quelled!

Eddie was commended by Robb and became the first "bishop" under the new Church of Light.

The entire Black Pine Mountains were covered in a golden coat, and while the autumn breeze was refreshing, something was quietly happening.

In the evening, just after Robb had finished his lunch and took out a long fishing rod to fish, he saw Elsie running towards him at lightning speed. When he reached him, he immediately bowed deeply and whispered, "Godfather, I have something to report to you."

"Oh?" Robb asked, looking serious. "What happened?"

Elsie whispered, "I just passed by the Motra’s house and found that this guy was loading the gold and silver jewelry he earned by selling oil into a big car and transporting it outside the city, one car after another."

"Oh?" Robb raised his eyebrows, "Transferring assets, what's the matter? Isn't Westwind Town good enough? Does he want to run away and find a better place? It used to be nobles from other places transferring assets here."