Lord of Rot

James, who died heroically, continued to lie dead in the room after helping Li Qi dig up a strange red herb.

"Okay, gentlemen and ladies," Li Qi said to end this suffocating prayer. The servants breathed a sigh of relief and raised their heads.

"Pitchfork, take someone to dig a grave in my garden," Li Qi said: "Teacher James will be buried there, and he will sleep in my garden until the four gods open the kingdom of God and invite him in. , God bless Sam.”

Although it was strange to turn the garden into a cemetery, no one dared to raise any objections. The castle belonged to the baron, including them.

"God bless James!"

"God bless James!"

"God bless James!"

They clasped their hands together in front of their chests, James was their hero, and heroes were worshiped in this era.

"I am worthy of you, my teacher, for making a man who betrayed his lord and students become a hero," Baron Li Qi thought to himself.

He will not be stingy in giving honor to the dead, but he will not be so generous in giving to the living.

Going to James' room, ignoring the body lying on the bed with a sunken chest, Li Qi looked at the red plant on the table whose roots were still clinging to soil.

"Scholars might know what this is."

He guessed that it was very possible that the fiery red beast became so huge and unusual after eating this thing, but eating precious herbs in one go was not in line with development. He should try planting them in the ground first and try Go to breeding.

However, magical magical plants must have strict requirements on the living environment. He must be prepared to eat it directly as soon as it shows signs of withering. If he doesn't eat it himself, he can give it to someone else to eat.

Li Qi returned to the room with the fire red grass and planted it in the cave. The environment here was very similar to the bear cave, equally dark, humid and gloomy.

When he washed off the dirt on his hands and returned to the first floor of the castle, the steward Simon happened to come over: "Sir, Mr. Barrel has dissected the huge beast, but unfortunately there is no such... stone as you mentioned. How should we deal with it?”

"Let's go take a look"

Pieces of meat were cut up and stacked on top of each other.

On the ground was a relatively complete bear skin, huge enough to cover three beds.

"Sir!" When Jiugong saw Li Qi coming, he immediately bent down and tried to leave a wrinkle on his round belly, but he failed and could not bend down. In Li Qi's view, he just nodded with difficulty. .

However, Li Qi would not be too demanding on the few technical staff in his castle.

"There is too much meat. We can try to make it into blood sausage or dried meat, but it is still too much." Wine Barrel said uncertainly: "I have never tried bear meat."

"Then try making smoked bacon," said Reacher.

"Smoked...bacon?"

"I teach you."

Mr. Barrel, the chef of Porcupine Castle, has unknowingly become Reacher's spatula, recreating delicacies for the Baron with his own hands.

Li Qi spoke in great detail, allowing Wine Barrel to slowly dispel his doubts. When he first heard about using smoke to roast meat, he thought it was a game played by nobles to waste food.

"Are there any craftsmen in the Porcupine Collar?" Leaving the wine barrel to ponder it carefully, Li Qi turned to ask the butler: "Blacksmith, carpenter, bricklayer?"

"No," Simon replied with some embarrassment: "Because your father, Mr. Leard, was a warrior who pursued glory during his lifetime. He..."

Well, the prickly Baron was so focused on conquering the sand that he was too lazy to manage the territory. The reward for winning the battle was enough to support Leard to make his team fat and strong.

However, when the war ended, Baron Leard's life became poor.

He is a typical negative case.

Therefore, there is hope for farming development.

"Go to Iron Stone City and sell this bear skin." Li Qi said: "I believe that many nobles and businessmen will be eager for this complete, yes, complete bear skin. The scar means the brutality of our battle. I hope you The prowess of the Warg Slayer can be carefully described to highlight the true value of this huge bear hide."

No one would question how much it costs to kill such a huge bear, but if you hear that a farmer helped kill it, the price will definitely be discounted.

So Li Qi needs the story to be legendary. After all, the story that appears on such a huge bear skin has a naturally high degree of credibility.

"Come to my study later," Li Qi said, "I will tell you the details of the story."

"Yes, my lord" the butler nodded.

The Baron continued: "By the way, go to Iron Stone City to get the herbs I need, and buy some iron ore stones, seeds, grain, and some books. Any type of books will do, as well as raven messengers. If there are blacksmiths, carpenters, or bricklayers, If you are willing to come, I am willing to pay more. I heard that Iron Stone City sells slaves. There are too few people in our territory and we need fresh blood."

"I'm sorry, my lord." Simon bowed and said, "The craftsmen are the private property of the lord. I'm afraid the lord of Ironstone City will not agree."

"Then ask others, even apprentices." Li Qi has many ideas, but he doesn't have the practical ability. He is a lord and does not need to do it himself. He only needs to talk on paper and point fingers... Although it is not a good word, but The actual situation is that he gave requirements that were not in line with this era, and the confused craftsmen worked according to the requirements.

"I will keep an eye on slaves for you," Simon said. "I will also keep an eye on some sweeping maids who are quick with their hands and feet and can work lightly and less irritably."

Li Qi heard that the butler was making a report, and he raised his hand to stop him: "Okay Simon, have a good rest and set off tomorrow."

He is happy for the servants to supervise each other, and does not like to listen to some untrue complaints. Although the sweeping maid's movements are indeed a bit loud and cause dust to fly, as long as she sprinkles some water, who can't make her castle smooth? As for the floor stones, no matter how careful you are, they will still raise dust.

At least you can’t see poop when walking on the road.

Likewise, he won't stop the butler. This castle doesn't need servants to mingle. If they unite, wouldn't they defeat themselves?

After once again telling Chef Jiugong a few points about smoking and air-drying bacon, Li Qi and the butler turned around and left, leaving Chef Jiugong scratching his head and thinking about smoking bacon.

Among the servants standing in the corner, the little maid pouted and imitated: "I'm sorry, my lord~"

It can be seen that she pouts to make her philtrum look deep, but the effect is poor and the look is funny.

Mrs. Chickadee giggled, but she still stopped her and said, "Mr. Simon is a gentleman, we shouldn't mock him behind his back."

"Then let him say bad things about us behind our backs, no, he said bad things in front of us?" the little maid whispered unconvinced: "I have tried my best to sweep as slowly as possible, but the castle is so big, everyone Rooms and stairs have to be cleaned. I'm not complaining. I like this job, but if I don't hurry up, I won't be able to finish it even if I give up my sleep all day and night. The adults will never think that I sweep a lot of dust, and they will always do it. He smiled and told me that he could take a rest when he was tired, as long as he finished his work, unlike that rabbit!"

She gritted her teeth and said, "Pinching her fingers, she spoke in a low voice, as if she really was... what was she?"

Mrs. Chickadee immediately answered: "Sir, that's what noble gentlemen call you."

"Yes, Sir!" The little maid nodded: "He is not a Sir, hum!"