If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

[Cooking Experience +1]

[Cooking Experience +1]

[Cooking Experience +1]

Roman stood in front of the chopping board and chopped large pieces of meat.

Sowing is a very tedious process because it relies on pure labor.

Either too many seeds are sown or too little fertilizer is sown.

Or the furrows are too deep or too shallow.

Its efficiency is difficult to improve, especially for those uneducated farmers, it is a skill-based job.

Fortunately, it is not difficult to learn this technology, and you will be able to do it once you are proficient.

Roman would rather go slower than see an acre of wheat seedlings with uneven, some dense and some sparse.

That is not called intensive farming.

But during this period, he will provide an extra free dinner so that they can complete the basic requirements for sowing.

Roman can also use this to brush the experience points of the [Cooking] skill.

Large pieces of bones and meat, large pieces of onions, and large pieces of radishes are all thrown into or outside the wooden basin on the ground.

It is not clean, but you will not get sick if you eat it.

Under this two-meal-a-day supply, farmers no longer have to eat their family's reserve food every day. They can just come to the public land to eat every day, and even bring the elderly and children here.

And the food is rich, and they can even drink salty meat soup.

But here comes the problem.

After last winter, there was a shortage of food in Sige Town, and there was not much food.

If they save food, they will definitely be able to transition to July in summer. By then, this round of wheat and other crops will basically mature, just in time for the consumption of food rations, and no one in Sige Town will starve to death.

But since Roman asked for free lunch, the food consumed during this period is an astronomical figure in Moore's view.

The daily consumption has reached an astonishing more than 1,000 kilograms!

Although most of them are grains, miscellaneous grains, vegetables, etc., but this amount is here!

It is not an exaggeration to say that they eat a working ox every day!

That is a strong and fat ox, weighing about 600 kilograms, which can replace five or six laborers!

That is a super valuable asset of Sige Town!

Even as an agricultural official, his daily meat staples are basically sheep, pigs, chickens and other livestock.

Every year, he would only kill an old ox to enjoy the taste of beef occasionally, and give it to his relatives and friends. He would also feed the slaves he bought a few bites to show his appreciation for the past year.

Now, Roman has to start providing a dinner again, and his consumption has doubled.

The already tight food reserves have become even worse.

So, knowing this, More had to come to Roman and explain the current situation.

Roman stopped chopping vegetables, and after listening to him, he nodded and said, "You mean the landlord has no surplus food, right?"

More wiped his sweat with a handkerchief. For some reason, every time he faced Roman's gaze, he felt sweaty.

Mor bowed his head and said respectfully: "You are so accurate."

He was afraid that Roman would question him, not believe what he said, and let the guards plunder all his property...

The food was almost eaten up as he said, and there were only tens of thousands of pounds left, so Mor was not very afraid.

But he was afraid of other problems.

He had embezzled a lot of money over the years. If those properties were exposed...

Survival and destruction, it was a problem.

Roman had never thought about it. He bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then looked at Mor and said: "If there is not enough food, then go buy it outside."

Buy food?

Moll was stunned.

"This...this...is not appropriate."

Sig Town sells a large amount of food every year.

Moll never thought about buying food from outside.

He thought that after telling Roman about this, Roman would give up the free lunch and let the farmers bear the consumption of this food-the farmers' reserve food added up to more than his family.

It is not a problem to plunder one or two hundred kilograms of grain from each household, and it is not even a big deal.

Doesn't this just fill the food gap?

He is ready. As long as Roman brings it up, he will execute it immediately.

If Roman can't think of this, he will give hints through indirect means to show the amazing wisdom of the lord!

What happened to you in the end!

You failed at the critical moment, are you still a noble lord!

The real Roman Lijia was robbed by you on the way to take office, right?

The food has already fallen into their stomachs, so there is nothing wrong with asking them to provide food. You don't ask for a penny, and it's good enough not to collect food tax from them. Why do you have to buy food to feed these farmers?

Roman glanced at Moore and said, "What's wrong with it?"

He chopped the kitchen knife on the wooden stake with a "bang!".

The huge sound immediately made Moore's little heart jump.

Roman said in an unquestionable tone: "Bring all the merchants here to me!"

Roman didn't want to plunder the grain reserves in the farmers' homes. That thing is their lifeblood and it is easy to cause public resentment.

You can kill people, and the death of ten people is not a big deal in this era.

But you can't steal food, your noble master wants to rebel!

Not long.

Five merchants came to Roman.

These people are small merchants who appeared in Sige Town. They sell the output of Sige Town - such as mountain products, furs, and agricultural products to the outside world to earn a meager profit.

But Roman took away all the labor force, and their supply of goods was cut off, and there was no business for several days.

Now he was called by Roman again, and he didn't know why.

"Do you know the price of food?"

Everyone looked at each other, lowered their heads and said, "I know, Master."

"How much grain is sold in Sige Town every year? What is the selling price?"

These small businessmen were keenly aware that Moore's face turned pale.

This made their hearts beat.

Will their next answer involve the fate of Mr. More?

They didn't want to answer this question, but facing Roman's calm face and cohesive gaze, they felt their throats were dry, and finally said: "Perhaps... maybe 20,000 to 30,000 jins are sold every year, and more than 2,200 jins of grain is enough." Can be exchanged for 1 gold coin.”

He was extremely conservative.

Roman didn't care about Moore who collapsed on the ground. He continued to ask these businessmen: "What is the price of wheat now?"

The small businessmen looked at each other.

Finally, a businessman said: "It's the off-season now, and one gold coin can only buy more than 1,600 jins of wheat. If it's the peak season, it can buy about 2,000 jins."

After Roman listened, he bit his fingers and thought for a moment.

Then he said: "Well, I need 100,000 kilograms of grain now. I want miscellaneous grains, vegetables, and cereals. You have to find someone outside to buy grain to meet my needs, but I will not give you profits. I will Pay you wages. If you transport one thousand catties, you will get five copper coins, and if you transport ten thousand catties, you will get five silver coins. As for your purchase principal, Moore will pay it..."