I dominate the magic world by farming

The next day, Field stabilized his magician realm.

While Field was making a breakthrough, everything in Wilson Territory was also going on steadily.

The cement plant was officially on track, producing cement continuously.

Field looked at the increasing amount of cement in the warehouse and secretly thought about the use of cement.

Field was entangled, not because cement was useless, but because it was too useful and could be used everywhere.

He thought about how to use cement on the tip of the knife.

In an instant, the scene of the people freezing to death in previous years appeared in Field's mind.

Field stretched out his right hand and felt the slight chill in the air.

"Winter is coming!"

Field's eyes were fixed, "Use it to build a cement plant, let the people get through this cold winter first!"

Field didn't want the tragedy of the people and slaves freezing to death in previous winters to happen again.

And everyone is a precious labor force.

Most importantly, there was a faint voice deep in his heart urging him, perhaps this was the humanity brought by Field in his previous life.

After all, he could not bear to see his fellow man freeze to death in front of him.

Field immediately found Nelson, Wilson's full-time nanny.

"Butler Nelson, send all the craftsmen and one thousand young men in Wilson to form a construction team."

Field emphasized: "Remember, it must be fast!"

Nelson nodded and took action immediately!

The establishment of the household registration system made it easy for Nelson to gather people.

In less than half a day, Nelson completed the task assigned by Field.

Edmund, the tallest among the short men and the most experienced old craftsman, naturally served as the captain of the construction team.

Field was also familiar with Edmund. He was a veteran of Wilson and one of the people who had watched Field grow up since childhood.

Field was not a professional painter. He just hastily painted an abstract cement house frame and handed it to Edmund.

"Captain Edmund, this is my requirement for the appearance of cement and the corresponding facilities!"

"Understood, young master!"

Field's cleanliness suddenly broke out. He really couldn't stand the messy house in Wilson.

It is required that the houses must be neatly arranged when building.

After Field's team made the request, the craftsmen made further revisions on this basis.

After a day, the construction drawings of the cement house in Wilson Territory were finally released.

The next morning, the infrastructure team began to build cement houses in an orderly manner in the northwest of Wilson Territory.

Time is tight, and the cold winter will not be delayed because Wilson Territory does not have warm cement houses.

Since it is the first time to use high-end things like cement, everyone does not know how to use cement at all!

So Field went back to his old job and personally led them to build a set of cement houses.

Field did not leave until the old craftsman Edmund was able to command the infrastructure team to build houses on his own.

As soon as he left, he came to the cement factory. Building houses for more than 10,000 people to spend the winter will inevitably require a lot of cement.

He ensured that the cement production can keep up with the amount of cement used.

In the cold winter of previous years, the people of the territory could not engage in any agricultural activities. They could only shiver in the dilapidated houses and survive the winter with meager food.

But now that Wilson County has cement, it will not waste the winter time when human resources are abundant.

For this reason, Field came to find the director of the cement factory.

"Director Sarah, I need you to produce a large amount of cement. With the existing staff and mud stoves, can you provide sufficient supply?"

Sarah heard it and immediately looked embarrassed.

"Master Field, this may be a bit difficult."

"Why? What difficulties?"

"Master Field, the cement factory is short of manpower, and there are not enough mud stoves."

At the beginning, the cement factory was hastily established, and the manpower sent over was indeed a bit small.

"I will send some more people over. In addition, you can build some new mud stoves."

"I will ask Master Galois to come and carve the warming magic circle."

"Okay, I'll go and give the order."

Field nodded.

Then, Field, who returned to Wilson County, immediately summoned two hundred people who had nothing to do.

At the same time, he also felt that it was not enough to have only twenty guards guarding the cement factory, in order to better protect the cement manufacturing process from being leaked.

Field sent an additional thirty knights to guard the cement factory with two hundred people.

The defense team guarding the cement factory has increased from twenty to fifty, so it naturally needs a captain to lead. The captain is Whiston, a nearly thirty-year-old intermediate knight.

Whiston's knight training journey is a miracle. Whiston, who was originally a slave, was granted the knight breathing method by Mance as an exception.

Whiston did not disappoint everyone. In just five years, he successfully broke through from a slave with no fighting spirit to the peak of the intermediate knight, which can be called a counterattack.

After Whiston arrived at the cement factory with more than two hundred people, including the original one hundred people. At present, there are more than three hundred people under Sarah's management, which makes Sarah realize Field's importance to the cement factory.

At the same time, Sarah looked at the increasing number of guards around, and felt that the burden on him was heavier.

After Field adjusted the personnel for the cement factory, he turned around and came to the magic laboratory of Master Galois.

"Master Galois, the cement factory has expanded the mud stove, and I need your help to carve a magic circle to increase the temperature."

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