Chapter 848: Chapter 267: Horse Trainer (10,000 Words)_5
Might as well just stay here!
At least.
On Master Lynn’s estate, there is an endless supply of gin for him to enjoy!
After finishing his instructions, Alan looked at Lynn and said with a hint of apology, "Master Lynn, I might need to impose on you for a while..."
Lynn responded, "Mr. Alan, you are too polite."
"As long as you are willing to stay, this land is always welcoming."
Alan gratefully said, "Then I must trouble Master Lynn."
Lynn continued, "However, Mr. Alan, there are so matters on the estate that require my attention."
"I’m afraid I won’t be able to accompany you at all tis."
"If Mr. Alan finds it boring, I can arrange for George to accompany you and show you around the estate."
Alan said, "Master Lynn, no need to worry about , you should attend to the important matters on the estate."
Lynn nodded.
After spending a mont in the tavern with Alan, drinking the last glass of gin.
Lynn left the tavern.
Only then.
The benefit of appointing George as the estate manager rchants and the construction guild hall beca apparent.
Because of trade itinerary issues, rchants stranded on the estate could be completely entrusted to George for reception and accompanint.
At the sa ti, these rchants could also stay in the rooms of the guild hall.
Arriving at the Lord’s Square, Lynn gazed into the distance.
There, a convoy of carts filled with fine salt had already left the town and headed towards the distant forest.
Retracting his gaze, Lynn walked towards the pasture outside the town.
A few minutes later.
After passing through a field, Lynn arrived at the pasture.
Just arriving at the dormitory area of the pasture.
Lynn saw Guy leading Sion out of the Red Brick House.
At the front, Guy also saw Lynn and Red.
Guy imdiately quickened his pace and ca over to greet them.
Standing before Lynn, Guy bowed slightly and respectfully spoke.
"Lord."
Old Sion and the others behind Guy also followed suit by bowing in greeting.
Lynn asked, "Have the living arrangents been made?"
Guy replied, "Already arranged, Sir."
"For their family of five, I have allocated a Red Brick House."
"One room for Old Ximi and his second son Gordon and his wife, and another for Uleir and his wife and their daughter Ai i."
"I have also arranged for the necessary daily items to be delivered to their rooms."
Guy continued, "Next, I was planning to take them to familiarize them with the pasture environnt."
Lynn nodded, "I’ll go with you."
Upon hearing this, Guy didn’t show much surprise.
The waiting Old Sion and others looked at Lynn in surprise.
For Master Lynn, the lord himself, to walk with them, the pasture workers, among the pasture...
Especially the recently adult Ai i.
She looked at Lynn, who was nearly her age, with eyes full of curiosity.
Even though Master Lynn appeared young.
She could clearly feel the respect and awe from those around towards Lynn.
Guy took a step forward, leading them to the feeding area ahead.
As he walked, he introduced with his mouth.
"As you can see, Master Lynn’s pasture breeds many poultry and livestock."
"For poultry, pigs, horses, cows, sheep, and warhorses from the Badan Empire."
"Sorry, I forgot you are from the Badan Empire..."
"For livestock, chickens, ducks, geese, etc., all are bred."
"Here is the water drawing area for the poultry and livestock... all well water drawn by the pasture workers..."
"Here is the warehouse for storing feed..."
"..."
Lynn didn’t say a word, quietly following behind.
After passing through pens confining different poultry and livestock.
They arrived at a row of independent stables.
Seeing the strong and sturdy warhorses standing and walking inside.
Old Sion’s eyes brightened, he couldn’t help but exclaim, "Badan Pure-blood Warhorses!"
Behind Old Sion, his son and daughter-in-law were also looking at these warhorses.
Guy glanced at Lynn, seeing Lynn remain silent.
Only then did he start explaining, "Yes, pure-blood warhorses from the Badan Empire!"
"All purchased by Master Lynn at great expense from rchants."
Old Sion stared straight at the Badan Pure-blood Warhorses.
Speaking up where Guy left off.
"Indeed, the price of pure-blood warhorses is very high!"
"But, there’s a reason for the price! Because as a warhorse, it almost has no obvious shortcomings."
"Strong and muscular, can support a knight in heavy armor and wearing horse armor!"
"Innately intelligent, very obedient, can rapidly understand the knight’s commands on the battlefield and perform various complex actions."
"Because they are pure-blood warhorses cultivated through breeding and long-term cultivation and training."
"They have excellent adaptability to various environnts and climate conditions."
"Plains, hills, or swamps, etc..."
"Of course, aside from combat, they are beloved by knights because their gait is swift and graceful!"
"Even while marching, they can maintain a neat step, exhibiting the army’s majesty and discipline..."
As he spoke.
Nearly fifty-year-old Old Sion reached out his dry, rough, and vein-protruding right hand to touch the Badan Pure-blood Warhorse in front of him.
The warhorse, with its vivid large eyes, stared straight at Old Sion.
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