Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 300 - 243 Manor Economy_1

Chapter 300: Chapter 243 Manor Economy_1

"Gaven really struck a chord with Nicole, who became fully engaged and said, "Mr. Gaven is truly exceptional, with thoughts and insights that surpass most. Indeed, the purpose of designing new clothing is to make it accepted and liked by everyone. Mr. Gaven, could you help me collect various clothing materials and styles from the material plane for my reference? Especially since the choice of materials is crucial."

"Even if you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have done so anyway. However, to create truly unique products, we need to develop new materials ourselves. On this matter, you can seek Ms. Estelle to discuss further, as she should have some experience in this area." When thinking of workwear, Gaven’s first thought was of denim.

Also known as indigo labor cloth, this fabric has stood the test of time, durable and still popular in modern society.

It’s just unknown whether the canvas used for Felen’s ships is also of this kind; if so, it could be used directly.

"All right, sir," replied Estelle, "our manor has its own small textile workshop where most of the clothing used here is made from the hemp fabric we weave. Miss, I will take you there for a look in a moment."

Despite her calm exterior, Estelle’s mind was turbulent with speculation about what background this young Half-Elf could have.

First there were the Treants, then the high-ranking Devils.

Now there are Gnolls and Pikespirits, and the animal companions they bring are unlike any seen before.

The green-haired, stunningly beautiful female mage seemed not like an ordinary Elf, but more like the legendary Yaling.

Estelle had completely forgotten that their own existence was far from normal.

Until now, the only ones within the normal racial categories in the entire Weizemay Manor were the human Priestess and the Half-Elf Manor Lord.

"That’s great, we don’t need to wait any longer, let’s go check it out together." His main task at the moment was to build up the manor, trying to restore as much as possible, especially the self-sufficiency aspect.

This involves starting with the basics: food, clothing, shelter, and transportation.

Clothing comes first as, unlike Gnolls with their natural scale armor, humans have relatively higher demands for clothes and labor protection gear.

After a moment’s consideration, Estelle said to the recently assigned Gnolls, "Come with us."

She had been worried about a language barrier, but judging from the other side’s reactions, her concerns were unnecessary.

The ten Gnolls may not speak the common tongue, but they could at least understand it.

Weizemay Manor is the epitome of Felen’s traditional estates—small but complete with all necessities.

It boasts its own textile workshop, stables, blacksmith, and carpenter’s workshops, plus a vineyard covering ten square kilometers and not an insignificant area of grain fields.

In short, if it could be solved within the manor, there was no need to seek outsiders.

This is the essence of an estate’s economy.

Like everywhere else, the textile workshop was covered in dust, but the various tools inside were not severely decayed.

There was no need for the Complete Repair Technique; a dozen or so Mending spells sufficed to make everything as good as new.

The textile equipment was of the most primitive manual kind; not only inefficient, but the fabrics produced were also very coarse, only slightly better than the material for sacks.

But having something was better than having nothing, and it could be improved over time.

Estelle was very familiar with this place, and when she began to explain the manual textile process, it was clear she was an expert and had certainly operated the equipment herself.

As the manor’s lady, it didn’t mean she was unfamiliar with domestic life; on the contrary, she was the most technologically knowledgeable person in the entire manor.

Whether it was weaving, woodwork repairs, winemaking, etc., she was knowledgeable and skilled in the corresponding processes.

This situation was not unique to her; most estates operated similarly.

The Manor Lord handled external trade and sales, the lady managed internal affairs, and if there were children, they would often constitute the estate’s primary lower managerial staff and main technicians.

Manor economy, also known as family economy, employed workers in larger estates, while smaller estates were run entirely by family members or relatives.

Estelle simply knew a bit more and did a bit more than the average manor lady.

Her unique situation at the time dictated this.

She had to learn as much knowledge and as many skills as she could to make herself indispensable to the estate.

Only then could she protect herself and her daughter.

The prosperity of Weizemay Manor also owed some of its success to her.

Estelle regretfully said, "It’s a pity we don’t have raw materials like cotton or hemp, or else we could get this workshop going."

"That’s easy, when I come over again tomorrow, I’ll bring some," Lord Virginia chimed in, "I can’t bring much, but for small amounts, it’s not difficult to gather."

The Fae Race also needs cotton and hemp, and they do have their own textiles, but since most of them are of smaller stature, they don’t need much, so their cultivation is minimal. Some even gather enough from the wild to meet the needs of the entire village.

"Right now it’s mainly for testing; a small amount will suffice. For mass production in the short term, we’ll first buy up supplies from the merchants. After summer begins, we can start extensive farming of hemp and cotton, as they require relatively less of the soil.

Moreover, these tools are really too rudimentary and have much room for improvement. Eventually, even if we don’t enchant them to function autonomously, we’ll switch them out for other power sources," Gaven thought out his development plan.

Even if adopting mechanization, one cannot simply copy existing systems.

This is Felen, a world where magic is ubiquitous, and magic remains the best power source.

To say nothing of other devices, both Ballista Carts and Ballistas can be animated to become self-reloading, self-propelling Magic Crossbows.

There’s no reason these textile machines couldn’t be animated to become automated—or at least semi-automated—looms, which would increase efficiency significantly.

Even if the activation cost is too high, alternatives can be used; even water power, in Gaven’s view, is not the first choice.

The first option is to use Enlightened Treants or Enlightened Trees like Thornspike, which don’t require a commission. Once they take root, they don’t hinder any movements of their upper body. Working for ten days, they only need two buckets of water and one bucket of dung; they’re economical, affordable, and non-polluting.

"Master, we have discovered an unusual place in the vineyard, and I think it would be best for you to come and see it yourself." The Dog Demon, who was originally sent to summon the wolf subordinates, hurried back.

"An unusual place?" Gaven’s eyebrows raised slightly.

"Yes." The Dog Demon nodded and said, "I think it’s related to the Fae Race. Due to my particular origin, I did not dare to get too close, so, Lord Virginia, it would be best if you come as well."

The Dog Demon did not become arrogant as his strength increased.

On the contrary, he was more respectful and cautious than before, faithfully carrying out the ideological work and reporting every now and then.

He was extremely cautious and always sought permission for everything that could be asked for, never making decisions on his own.

Even in situations where he couldn’t ask for permission, he would cautiously report the reasons and the thought process behind his decisions afterward.

This wasn’t solely because the increase in attributes from evolution led to higher emotional intelligence and IQ.

Rather, he was all too aware of the reasons for his rapid growth.

Moreover, he discovered that while his own growth was fast, the growth of his master was even more terrifying.

Although the Professional Level was not high, the combat power was frighteningly strong, giving an impression like a profound sea, deep and immeasurable.

He could not muster the thought of challenging his master.

To be more precise, following such a powerful and ambitious master was the dream of every devil.

On the road to conquering and expanding, they would have more opportunities to increase their rights and gather more souls; naturally, their strength would rise when they had both.

"The Fae Race? The Fae from the Material Plane?" Upon hearing this, Lord Virginia instantly perked up, "Alright, let’s go together."

Her main reason for supporting Gaven’s expansion into new territories on the Material Plane was to take advantage of the situation to make contact with and recruit more of the Fae Race, although she hadn’t expected to encounter them so soon.

"I want to go too," Nicole said hurriedly.

"Then let’s go together!" Gaven nodded. If they were truly going to deal with the Fae Race, they indeed had more of an advantage than he did.

The Dog Demon let out a low growl, and a saddle that matched its size appeared on its back.

After Aivensa fell into deep sleep, the Enlarge Necklace was borrowed, temporarily in the possession of the Dog Demon.

Its form had already expanded to a super size, making it unnecessary to activate the Enlarge spell again on the necklace.

Gaven still rode with Lord Virginia, but with the lessons from before, Gaven sat in front, Lord Virginia sat behind, and Nicole sat on Gaven’s shoulders.

Even burdened with two passengers, the Dog Demon’s pace was still light and fast. With its lengthy legs, even in the somewhat overgrown vineyard of Weizemay Manor, it still managed to show half of its body.

The grapevines of Weizemay Manor are all over ten years old; the thicker ones are comparable to an adult’s wrist, and the thinner ones exceed a baby’s.

Due to lack of tending, the vines had grown a bit rampant, many intertwining with each other, forming a canopy of grape vines.

In such a place, the Dog Demon simply couldn’t pass through and had to use magic similar to the Flash Spell to get beyond.

Soon they arrived at the unusual place the Dog Demon spoke of.

In ordinary places, a grape vine canopy would be made up of at most a few vines entangled together, covering an area of a few square meters or up to several tens of square meters.

Here, tens of thousands of square meters of grapevines were all entwined together, forming a massive grape vine canopy.

The green grapes hanging from the vines were bunched together, with just the right spacing between them, and each grape was round and full with no signs of insect damage.

Under the grape vine canopy, there wasn’t a single weed; instead, it was neatly planted with various fungi and shade-friendly fruits and vegetables.

Five wild wolves lay not far from the gigantic grape vine canopy, their fates unknown.

If someone were to say that this place had become what it was naturally, without human tending, certainly no one would believe it.

If someone were to say that the gigantic grape vine canopy had no magic, no Druid involvement, likewise, no one would believe that either.

It’s no wonder the Dog Demon asserted that there were Fae characters moving about here.

"You stand back, and don’t come closer without my signal," Gaven instructed the Dog Demon after dismounting from his mount.

Regardless of which kind of Fae was here, they would certainly not be fond of evil creatures, especially devils that carried the scent of Hell. With the Dog Demon present, they definitely would not show themselves easily.

In fact, the Dog Demon’s discovery of this place and their ride on it marked a bad start.

This was especially true when considering that five of the Dog Demon’s wolf subordinates were already laid out.

"As you command." The Dog Demon clearly knew this too. After suspecting the presence of Fae here, it did not dare to get too close, and it hadn’t even checked on the life and death of its newly recruited subordinates, but promptly returned to report to Gaven first.

"You handled this matter very well," Gaven added as a compliment.

It had to be said, the Dog Demon was one of the most capable subordinates he had.

It possessed the necessary emotional intelligence, IQ, and ability.

For the most part, everything he was entrusted with was handled clearly and did not require too much worry on his part.

Although Gaven had not given him too much authority, his use of the Dog Demon had become more frequent.