I'm an Aristocrat, but I've Started a Farming System

Karis closed the door gently and stood at the door, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes with an expression of relief on his face.

To be honest, his status in the castle is not high to begin with. There are too many people who are better than him, but the comfortable life there is incomparable to other places. Before being arranged to come to his territory with Master Lin, He checked and asked about the general situation of Ash Town.

Let's put it this way, it is difficult for people who come here to survive. There was a knight who was sent here. He had no contact with the castle for a long time and was already considered dead.

After knowing the information about Ash Town, he had the idea of ​​​​escaping, but he was very hesitant. Maybe the actual situation here was different. He believed that he was capable enough. If with his help, the territory's economy improved, he would wait until After returning to the castle, his status will rise.

Another point is that although he is a free citizen, he has stayed in the castle for too long and he doesn't know what will happen if he leaves the castle.

After all, he still had ambitions and didn't want to give up just like that, but he was also very worried that a young aristocratic young man who had just grown up would be assigned to such a remote and barren territory, and he might collapse.

Now I see that the young master is changing, which may be slower, but it also represents hope, especially since he actually took the initiative to ask for help. It seems that the life these days has made the young master realize that if he wants to live, he can no longer be the same as before. .

Such a change also gave Karis a slight desire for life. It might help the young master develop the territory, and he might return to the castle again in the future.

On the bed, covered with a wool mattress, Linn put his hands under his head, thinking about things.

It has been several months since he came to this world, but he is still cautious. After all, there are magicians here. If it is discovered that his soul comes from other worlds, he may be extracted and tortured in various ways.

What he had to do was to adapt without exposing his identity. The words he borrowed from the religious order and the deliberate anger just now were all to effectively express the dignity of the nobility.

In fact, fortunately, Karis and the servants were not very familiar with him. The only impression they had was that he was frail and sick, had little potential, and was even given up by the earl. They didn't know much about his other characters, which was also true. It gave Lynn room to shine.

Lin En couldn't help but sigh. It was thanks to his previous experience in the workplace that he was able to play such a similar role.

Just like just now, he knew that Karis would stop him to a large extent. Judging from the time he had been in contact with him, Karis was a person who particularly wanted to return to the castle. Perhaps because of his age, he It is relatively stable, but it also means being conservative in handling things.

He used Karis's dissuasion to delay the matter. Linn knew that this Rafe was not simple. Even with the difference in status, if he really wanted to touch him, with the few people around him who had no fighting ability, The servants will not play any role at all, and it will not be certain who will live and who will die.

Raf is a free citizen, not a serf. If he commits a crime, he can escape. Ash Town is so far away from the castle. With the speed of letter delivery, when he gets there, Raf doesn't know where he has fled.

Lin En knew Gou's reasoning and needed to be confident before dealing with Rafe.

Unknowingly, he had begun to get used to life here.

The next day!

After breakfast, Linn took a carriage to the farmland.

After arriving, what he saw really surprised him.

Large areas of farmland have been plowed over and over again, digging out all the wheat straw in the deep layers. The surface soil is relatively dry, but the soil below this layer is black and shiny.

Lin En's eyes widened when he saw it. This was fertile black soil. In the world he was in before, it would have been a precious resource that would be stolen and sold. He didn't expect that such a large area was all black soil.

No matter what kind of crops are planted on the black soil, they can get a bumper harvest, but because of the so-called curse, several years were wasted.

In addition to the black soil, he was also quite shocked by the working speed of these serfs. However, only one night had passed, and one-tenth of the land had been turned over with wooden shovels and heavy plows.

A large amount of wheat straw was piled on the surface. The layer was so thick that it could reach Linn's calves. He wondered if the method of returning wheat straw to the fields for decades had been just that. No wonder there were so many bugs. .

Lin En walked over and saw the serfs kneeling on the ground, their bodies trembling, and couldn't help but ask: What's wrong with you?

Old Tom, who was wearing tattered linen clothes and not even wrapped up, put his forehead on the ground and said in fear: Sir, we did not plow all the farmland before your arrival. As a rule, you will be hanged.

His voice was trembling. Even if he was kneeling on the ground and talking to a lord, it would be disrespectful to the nobles. Yesterday, the lord arranged things. In their mind, they wanted to complete it before the lord came.

Now they have only completed one-tenth of the work, and they are still far away from completion.

Linn glanced at the other serfs. They were all afraid of death. No wonder they behaved like this.

This farmland covers a vast area, at least several hundred acres. There are only a few dozen of them serfs. It is simply impossible to complete the plowing in one night with the current tools.

By the way, they have been busy all night.

Lin En couldn't help but sigh. In the past, workers had to stay up late and work overtime, but now serfs have to work all night. They are also afraid of being hanged. This is the difference in status.

He is not a harsh boss, so naturally he will not really hang these serfs. If they die, who will do the work for him.

Linn looked at the butler Karis, who immediately understood what he was thinking. It could also be said that this was something that all noble lords and butlers would do.

Karis scolded: My lord asked you to do something. This is a supreme honor, but you have not completed it. You should be hanged here in the farmland.

As soon as these words came out, the serfs began to tremble even more, and some even fainted due to excessive fear.

Old Tom's eyes darkened. He was old and didn't have a few years to live, but he still had children. What would happen to his children if he died.

At this moment, Linn's voice sounded, Karis, don't be so ruthless, give them some time, I believe they will complete the task of farmland.

A simple sentence, but it was like a holy light shining in the heart of every serf, making their eyes bright.

And in that light was the Lord.

Thank you Lord Lord!

Praise the lord!