Ed's papermaking plans will have to be postponed because there are more important things to do in the territory.
Autumn plowing and sowing.
This autumn planting will continue the planting methods of spring planting, except that the crops will be wheat and rye.
Until large-scale iron farm implements were developed, Ed didn't have a good way to make any major changes to farming methods.
For example, a wooden plow simply cannot plow the soil; to cultivate deeply, a large iron plow is necessary.
However, Smith's blacksmith workshop may not be able to start mass production until next year, as there is simply no one mining right now and iron production is too low.
Without the support of good tools, forced changes will only be a thankless task.
Even if the spring planting method is followed, Ed believes that crop yields will not be less than before.
Not only Ed believed this, but everyone in Greyhold believed it.
The last spring planting had already solidified everyone's trust in Ed, and this autumn planting saw no hesitation from anyone; in fact, everyone was even more enthusiastic than before.
This is not only because the lord has reduced taxes by 10%, but also because more wheat has been planted this time than before.
In the past, wheat was grown in very small quantities due to its low yield, and ordinary people never had the opportunity to eat it. But this time, everyone wants to try the taste of wheat bread.
Yes! Who wouldn't want to eat something good?
Ed felt the same way.
Eating fast food too often can be very enjoyable.
But I want to relive that feeling.
I don't know what it tastes like anymore; I can't taste anything.
All they know is to eat big mouthfuls and enjoy themselves.
High-end cuisine features distinct layers of flavor.
It leaves a lasting impression, like a lingering melody that resonates for three months.
Ed used to eat wheat bread, but now he can't eat rye bread anymore.
However, he is currently planting wheat. Although there isn't much yet, Ed believes that everyone in the territory will eventually have wheat bread to eat.
The clouds on the distant horizon turned golden, and the gentle breeze told people that autumn was about to leave and winter was coming.
Ed stood on the edge of the field, looking at the people who were still working hard ahead of him.
Their hands are marked by labor, and seeds of hope are being sown in their hands.
As he wiped away sweat, the traces of time were faintly visible on his face, but the smile he wore seemed to wash them all away.
I only hope that the land beneath their feet will be less silent and that next year will bring a bountiful harvest.
Ed sighed, thinking that it was all the same no matter where you were.
Hard work may not guarantee wealth, but it will certainly ensure you have enough to eat and wear.
"Master, will we have plenty of wheat bread to eat next year?" Adelaide asked Ed, who looked somewhat sentimental.
She was a little confused as to why her master often stared at everyone in a daze.
"There probably aren't many, but there are definitely more than there are now."
"That's wonderful!" Adelaide replied happily. She still fondly remembered the wheat bread she had eaten earlier. Once a person has experienced something better, they become filled with anticipation for something more beautiful.
"Adelaide, there are many foods that taste better than wheat bread," Ed said, looking at the delighted Adelaide.
But in Adelaide's imagination, she simply couldn't understand it. To Adelaide, wheat bread was nothing special.
Adelaide hopes to be able to eat wheat bread again in the future, and she has full confidence in Ed. As for food that tastes even better than wheat bread, Adelaide also has full confidence in Ed.
Seeing Adelaide's delight, Ed also smiled.
Even Ed himself didn't understand why this was happening. Perhaps this is the simple happiness of ordinary people.
Autumn planting in Grey Castle has ended.
But Ed's story will continue.