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Chapter 112 - 112 96 Add Fuel to the Fire_1

112: Chapter 96, Add Fuel to the Fire_1 112: Chapter 96, Add Fuel to the Fire_1 Unable to resist the persistent requests of the three men, Hudson painfully parted with thirty sets of heavy armor.

He wondered how the small amount of armor would be put to use by them.

All sorts of other weapons and equipment produced in recent days were fully taken by the three men.

Hudson didn’t mind since it was all business.

He would have preferred it if they had fewer criticisms about the weapons.

However, Hudson had already encountered such situations with countless other customers and had grown immune to them.

Those who nitpicked were the buyers, constantly complaining about the shortcomings, yet their actions betrayed their true intent.

None of his customers who purchased his goods had ever given him a good review, which was why Hudson no longer harbored any hopes for a reputation-based business.

Oftentimes, those who vehemently criticise the merchandise end up placing the largest orders.

Fortunately, there was no need to cater to after-sales services here, nor was there a penalty mechanism for negative reviews.

Otherwise, as the merchant with the most negative reviews in the Southeastern Province, he wouldn’t have a chance to survive.

You get what you pay for.

Cheap products naturally can’t be of great quality.

He wasn’t sure how many merchants sold iron weapons for silver coins on the Continent of Aslante, but in the Southeastern Province, only Baron Hudson could offer such low prices.

This was Hudson’s trump card—every time he brought out his price comparison, it would lead to the customers promptly placing orders.

The quality wasn’t important since the weapons were for the serf soldiers.

What mattered was that the weapons were cheap and could kill.

With money, courage follows.

After seeing off the three bothersome buyers, Hudson accelerated the plans for his domain’s development, to be officially launched after the autumn harvest.

Without enough qualified individuals to help, he planned personally.

The workload wasn’t too demanding; the main job was land clearing, and Hudson needed to select a piece of land suitable for agriculture.

The Salam Mountain Range was undulating with relatively gentle slopes, making initial development easy.

Hudson’s ambitions were not high.

If he could open up eight thousand acres before the next spring planting, it would be considered a phase victory, specifically the development of a small hill.

It was truly a small hill.

At a glance, the height difference didn’t exceed fifty meters, making it the easiest land to reclaim in the Salam Mountain Range.

If he invested heavily, it could even be leveled into a plain.

Of course, Hudson wasn’t that ambitious yet.

Despite appearing unimpressive, these small mounds of soil would involve substantial amounts of work once excavation began.

Without any engineering machinery and relying only on manual labor, a project involving a million cubic meters of earth and stone wouldn’t be fulfilled without significant manpower.

The plan to reclaim eight thousand acres wasn’t overly ambitious.

Although the young and strong were either in the army or at the mines, Master Hudson had not only serfs, but also draught animals.

Besides pregnant animals, he had over a hundred and fifty subpar horses and twenty-one oxen to use, which could replace a thousand robust laborers.

Paired with a few thousand domain people, they should theoretically have no problem completing the preliminary construction of eight thousand acres of terraced fields within half a year.

To fertilize the land, Hudson had already ordered the collection of human and animal feces from his domains, making the first earthwork project in the domains a manure pit.

However, plans often change.

After learning about the pitiful crop yields, the collected waste was first used in the autumn tilling.

Even though it was previously cultivated land in the plains, he didn’t expect yields to double.

Hudson would be satisfied if the yield per acre could exceed two hundred pounds.

After all, the yield of crops depended not only on the fertility of the soil but also on the seeds.

Although Master Hudson had a rough idea about improving soil fertility, improving the quality of the crop seeds was beyond his capability.

Fortunately, the serfs in this era were very obedient.

They did as the lord commanded, which allowed Hudson’s first agricultural technology reform to be smoothly implemented.

With his full attention on agriculture and ignoring outside matters, even if the outside world was in turmoil over the conflicts between the kingdom and the Church, Hudson remained unaffected.

Let the bigwig shelter the sky when it falls.

His opinions didn’t matter to anyone and didn’t affect the kingdom’s decisions.

If he wanted to be involved, he would need to be at least at Earl Piers’ level to qualify to comment on the kingdom’s major decisions.

In any case, Hudson held great confidence in King Caesar III.

With this monarch who could rescue the royal family from crisis, the situation wouldn’t worsen.

Even if conflict truly emerged with the Church, with his political prowess, he could certainly gather several allies and wouldn’t foolishly fight alone with the Church.

Indirectly, Hudson even felt that the Church would not dare to make a move at this time.

Originally, the Church was not well-received by the rulers of the various nations of the continent.

If the Church dared to make a move against a kingdom while its flaws were exposed, especially one that held great significance to the human world, it could lead to their downfall.

The moment they took action, they could end up in a situation where everyone attacked them.

If this was the era when the Lord of the Dawn often showed divinity, the Church may have been able to withstand the impact.

However, it was not the case anymore.

Each country’s Church had their own systems.

Apart from the Pope, it was a mini-Church.

No one could guarantee that a monarch wouldn’t impulsively establish a new Church.

At the very least, Hudson believed that his own king would dare to do so if he were pushed to the brink.

No one has tried it yet because they still had a sense of reverence, afraid of angering the Lord of the Dawn.