Chapter 468: Chapter 204: I’m Willing to Pay More (10,000) (5)
"Mr. Boer, transporting tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of pounds of grain each ti is still far from enough."
"I need at least as much as last ti, like one million pounds of barley."
"Otherwise, it’s impossible to plant all the reclaid land they have opened up."
Boer’s eyebrows furrowed slightly and he said, "Master Lynn, the last ti we were able to purchase and transport such a large amount of winter barley was because the autumn harvest was not long past."
"Whether it was so Free People or so Manor Lords in the small towns, they were quite willing to sell their stock of barley."
"However, Master Lynn, you also know, from autumn tillage to sumr planting, there is a long period, spanning nearly eight or nine months."
"Moreover, with the heavy snowfall last winter, many Manor Lords and Free People are worried that this year’s sumr harvest might not be good."
"Therefore, they are not very willing to sell their stock of grain..."
Lynn understood and nodded.
Heavy snowfall, such adverse weather, is visible to all.
Lynn knew this, and other Farrs or Free People with Planting Experience could also predict it.
Lynn calmly spoke, "I’m willing to increase the price!"
Listening to Lynn’s words, Boer’s face showed surprise.
After hesitating a few seconds, Boer tentatively inquired, "Master Lynn, how much are you willing to increase?"
Without any hesitation, Lynn replied, "If five pounds for one penny doesn’t work, then two pence, and if two pence still doesn’t work, then three pence!"
"Surely the price of one pound of barley can’t be the sa as that of wheat, right?"
Boer quickly responded, "Master Lynn, certainly not. Wheat is indeed a superior grain, and only the Lord Nobility has the power to use it."
"If barley and wheat had the sa price, then it would be quite outrageous, wouldn’t it?"
Lynn agreed, "Go boldly to collect, Mr. Boer."
"As long as the price of barley doesn’t exceed the price of five pounds for three pence, you can certainly buy it all."
Seeing Lynn’s determined expression, Boer hastily replied, "Okay, my Lord, I understand!"
"With this price, I think no Manor Lord would be unwilling to sell barley."
The price of five pounds for one penny of barley is already the most normal market price.
Even having been a crop rchant for so many years, he has never seen a price of five pounds for two pence!
That’s because barley’s value is only that much!
Relying only on scattering Planting techniques, without irrigation, without fertilization, mostly just using an Iron Scythe to clear weeds in the fields.
Barley harvested depending on the weather could hardly fetch such a price!
Lynn nodded, "That’s for the best, I need a large amount of grain."
Boer bowed and replied.
After the Townsn cleared a plot, another group of Townsn began driving draft horses and Oxen, starting to open up the land.
Under the pull of two Oxen, the Heavy Plow’s sturdy and sharp plowhead directly reached the deep fertile soil, turning over row upon row of soil...
Seeing the land being opened up by the Heavy Plow for the first ti, Boer couldn’t help but widen his eyes, with a look of shock erging on his face.
This thod of plowing...
Isn’t it too terrifying!
Previously, Boer had always been curious about the plowing and planting thod on Master Lynn’s territory.
Now, seeing it suddenly, he was indeed shocked!
Compared to those who use the Iron Hoe to dig or those Manor Lords who plow with the Light Plow...
This is true plowing!
Boer couldn’t help but ask, "Master Lynn, may I be bold enough to inquire about the yield per acreage of your planted barley?"
Lynn didn’t hide, "One hundred and fifty pounds."
This yield is just the initial yield of Lynn’s wheat planting.
No composting, only using decomposed forest soil as fertilizer.
As for the yield of this batch of winter barley planted with compost, Lynn himself didn’t know.
But Lynn could be sure of one thing, with the nourishnt of compost and the fertile soil turned by the Heavy Plow, the sumr harvest of barley would definitely exceed this yield.
Boer, upon hearing this, raised his eyebrows instantly.
One hundred and fifty pounds?
An increase of nearly forty to fifty pounds?
This is truly farming!
Others’ thods of planting are not just wasting seeds, but also wasting land!
With all irrelevant thoughts discarded from his mind, Boer followed behind Lynn, heading towards the small town.
Now he only needed to wait for Master Lynn’s Townsn to transport all the grain down.
Then, load the fine salt onto his carriage and he could return.
Walking along the listone road, Boer looked around at everything.
In his heart, Boer couldn’t help but once again feel admiration for Master Lynn.
He clearly rembered that at that ti, the territory only had a few wooden houses...
After a short ti walking out.
Boer thought of sothing and said, "Master Lynn, there’s a rumor circulating in Morgan Town!"
Lynn didn’t stop walking.
"Let
hear it."
Boer began explaining, "The Aiden Morrison Manor was taken over by an unknown ard force!"
"They killed at least five hundred followers, plundered everything from Aiden Manor’s estate, and even Aiden himself is missing..."
Lynn still did not stop but turned his head to look at Boer, asking, "Mr. Boer, what do you think, who did it?"
Looking at Lynn’s back, Boer hesitated for a few seconds before finally saying, "Master Lynn, I don’t know..."
As a rchant in Morgan Town and having registered a local rchant Guild in Morgan Town.
He naturally has a lot of intelligence information in Morgan Town.
He clearly knows that besides Master Lynn ahead, Morgan Town is equipped with the military-like ard forces.
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