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

In the castle, Linn held parchment in his hand. Opposite him, little Tom stood very scared, lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

The lord called him over and asked him to use precious parchment paper to draw the floor plan of Ember Town. Little Tom's body was shaking while he was drawing, lest he would make any mistakes.

This is parchment. This piece of paper is more expensive than him.

Linn put down the parchment, looked at the trembling little Tom, and couldn't help but smile: Don't be afraid, I'm not a monster, I can still eat you. Your painting is quite good, to be more precise, it's beyond my expectation. .”

On the parchment was a floor plan of Ash Town, which was very detailed, including houses, streets, squares, bulletin boards, etc. Moreover, Linn also discovered something. The pictures drawn by Little Tom were not restored casually, but were proportioned. There is no error in scaling.

What were you thinking when you drew the floor plan? Lynn asked.

Little Tom replied, I didn't think much about it, I just drew the pictures in my mind.

Lynn: .

Is this the legendary child prodigy?

Linn couldn't help but think of what he said to Karis just now. Comparing people with each other can make people angry.

This talent really shocked him. Little Tom was born to draw drawings. Coupled with his super memory, he was a perfect engineer, but he needed to be taught.

Lord, did I say something wrong? Little Tom asked with a trembling tone.

No! Linn stared directly at little Tom, I have something that I need you to draw.

By the afternoon.

Karis came in from the outside and saw many pieces of parchment placed on the table, with many strange things drawn on them. Some were semicircular with a protruding part in the middle, and some were long strips with something on the top. Weird sharp stuff.

There is also an instrument on the parchment, with many tubes, two long tubes standing upright, and something similar to a pot below.

Karis's mind was already dizzy, but after seeing these things, his eyes rolled.

Caris forced himself to hold on to the table, and it took him a while to recover.

He saw the master and little Tom discussing something there, and little Tom kept writing and drawing on the parchment.

Karis didn't dare to disturb and could only wait for them.

As the two people discussed, a big bird gradually appeared on the parchment, but this bird looked strange.

Little Tom asked, Is that so, my lord?

Linn looked at the parchment carefully and nodded slightly. Little Tom's talent for painting was indeed a bit excessive. He had never seen an airplane, but based on his description and his imagination, he roughly restored the airplane.

The appearance of this aircraft is not that of a traditional aircraft, but has a certain magical color.

Plane!

Linn looked at it again. He just wanted Little Tom to paint on a whim, just as a memory. After all, he had only flown on an airplane and had no understanding of such high-end things.

Putting the parchment away, Linn asked, What's the matter?

Karis said quickly: I recorded the work of those serfs and ranked them according to their work points. The serfs with the highest scores became the team leaders. Now I come back and let Ellie cook meat porridge. The amount of meat is the same as that of the militia team. , or should I put less?

Just the same specifications. There's no need to cut corners on it. And don't cook the meat porridge here in the castle. Go directly to the fields with the ingredients, and let those people see the process of cooking the meat porridge.

Only by letting them see it with their own eyes can they be more motivated.

Rewards that appear on the surface are often more tempting.

Well, I'll do it right now.

The serfs sat on the ground, staring blankly at the pot not far away, swallowing their saliva. The lord's servants were cooking meat porridge, and the rich fragrance wafted out from inside, surrounding them.

They saw with their own eyes that pieces of meat were put into the pot, and the servants were stirring constantly. They could imagine how delicious this pot of meat porridge was.

He never stopped drooling and never turned his eyes.

When the meat porridge was cooked and the steward asked to come over to serve the porridge, those serfs who had received permission immediately ran over to queue up. They did not dare to do anything to push for fear that the meat porridge would be cancelled.

The rest of the serfs shifted their gaze from the pot to the bowl, and could only watch them gulp down the porridge, and occasionally eat a piece of meat. This feeling was particularly torturous, as if something was tickling their hearts. .

They also wanted to eat, but they couldn't.

I can only think silently in my heart, I must work hard and earn work points, and when I become the team leader, I will also have meat porridge.

This is the thought of every serf who has not eaten meat porridge, and for those serfs who have eaten meat porridge, they are thinking, the meat porridge is so delicious, I want to drink it, and I must not let others take it away.

For a moment, their eyes collided, and sparks burst out.

Karis looked at them and felt strange that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

He shook his head and didn't think much about it. Maybe it was because he hadn't been clear-headed today.

At night, Ashes Town was quiet, except for the sounds of wild beasts that could be heard from time to time in the forest.

After Linn finished eating, he listened to Karis's report. He was not surprised that the serfs would be in such a situation. This was the psychology caused by comparison, which would only make them work harder.

Sir, I think we can set up a notice board over there in the field, Karis said.

Why?

When I was recording their work points today, many serfs came over to ask, fearing that I had made a mistake. When the results were finally calculated, many serfs said that they had done a lot of things, but why did they get so few work points? They were suspicious. It's my problem, I warned them directly, I remember correctly, if they dare to speak more, they will be hanged directly, these serfs stopped, but I can feel that they are still not convinced.

Carris paused and continued: We can list in detail what they have done and the work points they received on the bulletin board, and update it every day. In this way, they will not doubt it. Even though they are illiterate, But ask those who can read.”

A flash of inspiration flashed in Lin En's mind, Your idea is good, and it can also encourage them to seriously learn to read and write. After all, if they want to know how many work points they have received, they need to know how to read. You can't keep asking others, just do it like you Do what you say.”

Karis looked embarrassed, But as a result, there will be more demand for paper, and we don't have much parchment and papyrus left.

That's a problem. Lin En pondered for a moment, Let's see how long it lasts, and then buy a batch.

Karis left, and Linn muttered, Paper, paper, how to make this thing.