Chapter 128: Chapter 124: rcenary Corps (5K)
After Kuisi left, it wasn’t long before George also ca to Lynn’s side.
George spoke, "Master Lynn, yesterday Boer ca to your territory, he brought thirty Celtic pigs..."
"He also introduced a friend of his who ca to the territory, and exchanged five thousand pounds of oats..."
This was the first ti a rchant transported dostic pigs to his territory.
Although there were only thirty, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, take it slow.
Lynn had a feeling, compared to Grayson and Alan,
Boer, just a local small-ti rchant, was more diligent and hardworking.
He was the only one to first transport dostic chickens and pigs!
Of course.
There was another possibility.
As a local rchant, Boer found it easier to find these dostic animals.
Lynn nodded, "Alright, I understand, go ahead with your work."
George bowed and withdrew.
Returning to a red brick house, Lynn leaned in a tub filled with hot water.
The warm comfort instantly enveloped his entire body, relaxing all his aching muscles.
Until an hour later.
The temperature of the water in the tub gradually declined, and after bathing, Lynn put on a clean set of clothes and left the wooden house.
The construction of the castle and red brick house was still ongoing.
After inspecting for a while, confirming no anomalies.
He took Red and the others with a few baskets of herbs and began the selection.
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Different herbs have different dicinal properties.
If casually boiled into a decoction, there would be no therapeutic effect, and it might even cause poisoning.
The collected herbs, if they are to be made into a decoction, must be processed properly too.
After selection, they should be washed, either naturally dried or oven-dried, then crushed or ground, and finally soaked and boiled!
Through this period of continuous grind, Lynn had found so tricks.
Only at the very beginning of grinding, the experience points increased the fastest and most frequently.
The further he went, the slower the experience increased.
Different classifications also have different effects.
Take [dicine] as an example; what he could make now were just decoctions.
To go further, he would have to build a pharmaceutical workshop.
Passing by, John saw the busy Lynn, and he walked over.
After slightly bending his waist, Old John respectfully said, "Master Lynn, I think I can help..."
Lynn glanced at Old John casually, "Yes, you can."
Getting Master Lynn’s permission, Old John sat opposite him.
Despite Old John being fifty-five years old now, his eyes were still bright and lively.
Combined with his Level 3 [dicine], it was indeed a bit of a waste for him to just select herbs.
Each herb was placed separately in different wicker baskets.
After a short while.
Old John curiously asked, "Master Lynn, where did you learn about herbs?"
Learning dical knowledge about herbs is very difficult and has many restrictions.
Apart from so ancient dical texts stored in the Church and Monastery and so dical books,
The only way to learn dical knowledge was through master-apprentice inheritance.
But obviously, Master Lynn in front of him didn’t have that condition.
Unless Master Lynn had been an apprentice under a dical master since childhood...
Lynn glanced at him casually, directly ignoring the topic, "Old John, how are the children you are teaching? You didn’t sneak in any Church thoughts, did you?"
Hearing this, Old John’s face slightly tensed, he hurriedly explained.
"Master Lynn, I swear by God, I absolutely did not go against your requirents."
"However, teaching them is truly too difficult... Without books, without teaching tools..."
"You know, I can only solidify li to draw and write on wooden boards."
"And their attention is easily diverted by passersby or noises outside the house..."
Lynn nodded.
Naturally, he understood Old John’s difficulties.
Lynn had also thought about developing the Papermaking Technique and printing.
Thus, with words on paper, he could write down all the knowledge in his mind.
Only in this way could he extract the knowledge in his mind and pass it on to more people.
But the previous conditions were really limited.
They couldn’t even survive, let alone think about these things.
Once the entire village was rebuilt, Lynn could consider building a school.
Whether it was teaching children to read and write, or teaching villagers dicine or military strategies...
Lynn, of course, said, "Wait a bit longer, the learning environnt will improve later."
Old John’s eyebrows slightly raised, looking at Master Lynn in surprise.
Even though Master Lynn didn’t say it explicitly, he still speculated about sothing.
Old John tentatively asked in a low voice, "Master Lynn, what about the Church..."
His words weren’t finished when Master Lynn’s gaze frightened him into silence.
Old John’s heart was full of doubts.
Why did Master Lynn despise the Church so much?
Of course, Old John also knew that not all clergy were good people.
Just like those demons in the Silver Moon Church.
Lynn spoke, "If you can teach others the ability to heal, I might consider building a Church."
Old John instantly widened his eyes.
The next second, his face was full of helplessness.
His healing ability, he didn’t even know how it ca about himself.
How could he possibly teach others?
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