Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 345 The Completed Plantation
Felisa jumped out of the carriage and looked at the manor in front of her with a satisfied smile on her face.

Tim, who was waiting in the manor, carefully helped his father out of the carriage, and then turned to Felisa: "Miss, this is where the medicinal herb plantation is for retired soldiers. Let me show you."

Felisa nodded, followed Tim into the bungalow not far away, looked at the ten-person room as a dormitory, and asked, "Can't it be divided into two small rooms?"

Tim wondered: "This is the best that the current funds can do, and further construction is needed."

Felisa had no choice but to give up. Now that the funds are tight, Viscount Cliff will definitely not allocate any more funds, so he can only make do with it, and wait until the funds are sufficient before rebuilding.

Behind the one-story dormitory is the kitchen and canteen. In the canteen, long stone tables and benches are built with stones. It is estimated that this space can accommodate about [-] people to eat together.

Tim showed Felisa the menu as well, which offered black bread every day, broth and beans, and a small selection of vegetables.

Felisa is quite satisfied with the cafeteria, and she can't do better under the current conditions. Let's eat well first and then talk about the exquisite food.

Then there are the toilets and bathrooms. In fact, the toilets and bathrooms are the most expensive places this time, because Felisa mentioned that excrement can be used as fertilizer. Tim and the construction team have been researching for several days. Only then did such a toilet connected with a large round pool be built.

The rest is the warehouse, a big empty room, and Felisa went in and walked around before coming out.

After looking at the living area, Tim guided Felisa to the planting area. Looking around, the land was overgrown with weeds and low shrubs made it difficult to pass through the area. It would not take ten or eight days to clear it out.

Tim persuaded Felisa: "Miss, don't go down, be careful of your skirt."

Felisa didn't insist, she just stood on a high place and looked down, then turned her head and asked Tim: "I remember you told me that although you can grow medicinal materials, you haven't planted them on a large scale. The current land situation , how do you deal with it?"

Tim bent slightly and replied: "Miss suggested that I ask the local farmers. After all, they are the ones who have cultivated the land for many years. I have already found an old farmer who is very experienced in farming. I plan to hire him and let him teach our people how to farm."

Felisa raised her eyebrows slightly: "Smart, well done."

Tim breathed a sigh of relief. He was actually very nervous. After all, this was his own initiative without reporting. Although it had not been implemented yet, even if Felisa disagreed, he still had to spend a lot of time studying how to reclaim wasteland.

"Tim," Felisa called out suddenly, "I hope you will do more than bring people to farm."

Facing Tim's puzzled eyes, Felisa continued, "What I want you to do is to find a way to make the medicinal materials you grow better, or have higher yields, do you understand?"

Tim nodded knowingly: "Of course, this is my duty."

Farming, although it is a kind of medicinal material, who doesn't want to grow something of higher quality and higher output?
Phylisa knew he didn't understand herself: "What if I wanted you to double your production?"

Tim's face suddenly changed: "This is impossible."

"I know it will be impossible for a while, and I don't ask you to do it now," Felisa said, drawing a circle with her finger in mid-air, delineating an area, "But you can open up an experimental field, Just a small piece, used to test some of your ideas, even if it only increases production by a third, that is a very powerful thing."

Tim suddenly realized: "I understand, just like when I wanted to grow reptiles and purple sour flowers together when I was a child, my father would not let me grow them secretly."

The pharmacist who was strolling by the side rolled his eyes angrily when he heard his son say this: "Fortunately, I stopped it. You put the two plants together and killed them. I don't want you to harm my medicinal materials."

"It's almost like this," Felisa nodded, "but you need to keep records every day, record today's weather, what you did in the test field today, and the state of the plants."

Tim was taken aback: "What's the use of this, wouldn't it be nice to get a result?"

Felisa told him: "I am afraid of something unexpected, so I can clearly know where the problem is."

This kind of observation and recording of plants is the homework that every elementary school student has done in his previous life. The homework that was once considered boring is now being used.

The pharmacist nodded at the side: "Miss Felisa also kept records for each patient. There are several seriously injured patients who have to record their physical conditions every day. Patients who are not seriously injured only need to record their key node conditions, such as changing When taking medicine, when the wound suddenly deteriorates."

This is also one of the reasons why Felisa consumes a lot of paper. I hope that the glasses factory at Olivia's side will be built soon. When will she be able to master the papermaking technique that she has been thinking about.

There was nothing else to see, so Felisa walked back: "In the concentration camp for wounded soldiers, there are many patients who can be discharged from the hospital. When do you think they can come?"

"Tomorrow," Tim replied quickly, "send the ones who can do manual work first, oh yes, and send the ones who can cook. Tomorrow just happens to be sending rye, so we can save them moving things. A shipping fee."

"Okay," Felisa replied, "I'll arrange it when I get back."

Felisa turned and got into the carriage first, leaving a little private space for Tim and the pharmacist to talk.

Looking at the dark and thin son in front of him, the pharmacist said in his heart that it was impossible not to be proud: "Good boy, you did a good job."

Felisa always has a lot of ideas. For example, she proposed to use excrement as fertilizer, but it was just an idea. When I asked her how to do it, she didn’t know. If you want to realize Felisa’s various ideas , It's time for Tim to think about it.

Tim was also a little proud: "Father never thought I could be so capable now."

Tim remembers very clearly that he did not have the interest and talent to learn medical skills from his father when he was a child. For this reason, his father has always regretted it and worried that he will not be able to earn a living if he has no skills in the future.

The pharmacist was silent for a while, and then said: "All of this is thanks to His Royal Highness Fred and Miss Felisa."

Without Felisa and Fred, how could they have the jobs they have today, so they are very grateful to Felisa and Fred, and hope to do more for them.

The pharmacist told Tim: "You have to be careful with the experimental field that Miss Felisa told you. You can try all the weird ideas you had when you were young, and you have to report to Miss Felisa from time to time. People will remember you only if you dangle in front of Ms. Sha, understand?"

(End of this chapter)