CHAPTER 175: CHAPTER 139: THE STUNNING WITCH

Lynn nodded, "Very good, I’ll take all of these."

In Lynn’s mind, he began to calculate.

According to the initial agreement with Audrey, each slave from the Portlands Empire was worth five shillings.

Plus these grains...

A moment later.

Lynn spoke, "These goods and slaves, I can exchange for 11,400 pounds of fine salt, and with the commission from the previous deal with Alan and the others, I can give you 12,000 pounds of fine salt!"

Listening to the string of numbers Lynn mentioned, Grayson’s breathing became slightly rapid.

Although the Sea Sirens have now left the Gibraltar Strait, it takes time for the longships to reach the Karedi Empire from the strait.

Moreover, despite the consumption over this period, the demand for fine salt remains enormous.

The price of fine salt will take some time to fall!

Simply put, if he ships out over ten thousand pounds of fine salt now, he can still enjoy the last wave of market profits.

12,000 pounds of fine salt!

At the current market price of twelve pence per pound...

That’s six hundred gold pounds!

Thinking of this.

Grayson became somewhat impatient.

He stood up from his chair and spoke to Lynn.

"Master Lynn, thank you for your generosity, this beer is truly excellent!"

"Next time... next time I’ll bring you Cyan Pavilion Island gin, the finest liquor on the entire continent!"

"But for now, I must leave for now..."

I, Grayson, am going to make money!

Lynn smiled and said, "Then I’ll be eagerly waiting."

With all the grains on the carriage unloaded, and 12,000 pounds of fine salt loaded onto Grayson’s carriage.

Grayson left with his carriage and the Guard Team.

As the carriage gradually disappeared from sight, Lynn withdrew his gaze.

He looked at the group of slaves sitting on the open ground.

Compared to the previous batch of slaves sent by Zod, they appeared much more normal and healthy.

Under the watchful eyes of the 800 slaves, Lynn began a speech.

It wasn’t just empty promises.

He simply explained their current situation, what they needed to contribute in the future, and what they could gain.

Soon.

Their once dim and hopeless eyes revealed a sense of surprise.

Three meals a day, and even a Red Brick House?

Were they sold to become slaves?

Why did it feel like they were sent here to enjoy life?

It wasn’t until they saw those pots of meat porridge and barley bread.

They finally believed that the young lord before them was speaking the truth!

Only then did they understand why the Slave Merchant who sold them said, "Meeting me is the luckiest thing in your lives!"

After letting them eat and drink to their fill and rest for an hour to digest and adjust.

Then.

Lynn had the Guards bring a few carts of Iron Scythes and Iron Hoes, handed each person one, and drove them to the distant wasteland.

With so many more slaves suddenly added, it was only natural that this labor force needed to play its part!

Once they became familiar with living and working in this domain, Lynn felt that the progress of land development, or its scope, could become even broader!

A trace of anticipation emerged in Lynn’s heart.

Striving to clear 50,000 acres of farmland by the end of September!

With this in mind, Lynn opened the Resource Management panel to check.

The first thing to catch Lynn’s eye was the two gold pounds.

Lynn thought it over and it made sense.

Almost all transactions used fine salt as payment.

He had never separately sold fine salt.

It would be strange for him to have a large amount of gold pounds.

However, a large number of gold pounds were still needed for the domain.

At the very least, it could be used to reward the villagers.

The total population in the domain had already reached 4,500 people!

This number already surpassed the number of residents in Morgan Town.

With the continuous improvement of various facilities, describing the current village as a small town is not an exaggeration at all!

With the continuous cultivation efforts of the townsmen over this period, coupled with the existing farmland, there were now 32,600 acres of farmland in the domain.

With ten more days until the end of September, and with the current number of laborers, it wouldn’t be challenging to expand to 50,000 acres.

The amount of stored grain and crops was something even Lynn had never seen so much of before.

[Barley]: 200,000 lbs

[Wheat]: 80,000 lbs

[Peas]: 900,000 lbs

This level of food storage was enough to ensure more townsmen need not worry about hunger.

However, due to the high-frequency trading during this period.

Lynn discovered that the storage of fine salt was somewhat inadequate.

By now, there were only less than 20,000 pounds of fine salt left in the warehouse!

Fortunately, with the opening of new fields soon to end, those Salt Factory townsmen can return to their posts.

Lynn took another look at the other resources.

The storage of beer was as high as more than 20,000 lbs.

The storage of premium iron was even as high as 50,000 lbs!

50,000 pounds of premium iron...

Assuming a conventional set of plate armor weighs roughly 50 lbs, excluding the leather, cloth, and connecting items, there are at least 45 lbs.

This means it could produce at least a thousand sets of plate armor!

If no iron mines were found, how many trips would merchants need to make to acquire such a weight of premium iron?

Only by having one’s own iron mine could there be an infinite future!

As for the storage of anthracite, it had already reached 100,000 lbs...

Although the weather was starting to cool, it wasn’t necessary to use burnt anthracite for heating yet.

The biggest daily consumption was only from the iron smelting furnaces in the Blacksmith Workshop.

But with the daily excavations, the anthracite storage was more than sufficient, even to withstand the winter in December.

Closing the [Resource Panel], he had a rough understanding of the resources in the domain.

Then, Lynn opened the [Resident Information Column] to inspect.

After several rounds of filtering, Lynn’s eyes lit up slightly.

Among this batch of slaves, there were actually two villagers with third-level skills!

[Beo Smith]: Level 3 Production, Level 2 Collection, Level 2 Planting

[Laila Reck]: Level 3 Production, Level 2 Breeding, Level 2 Planting

Lynn took a look, and both Beo and Laila excelled at making pottery!

Conveniently, he could assign them to the newly built pottery workshop.

However, for now, it’s better to let them settle down in the wasteland and wait until their dispositions stabilize before considering that.

As dusk fell.

The townsmen who had gone out all returned to the small town.

The newly arrived slaves followed among the crowd, with a look of confusion on their faces.

They were filled with curiosity in their hearts, wasn’t it just sunset?

Why could they return to the town to rest already?