Phoenix Grand Lord

The second day after the border war ended, it was also the third day after the end of the Battle of Merrill Valley.

Merrill Valley’s infrastructure is in full swing.

A large amount of new land was leveled and cleared, and the area of ​​Merrill Valley Estate reached 12 kilo hectares.

Half of the 10 farmhouses have been built. Although they are not standard stone houses, they are much better than shacks with ventilation on three sides and being watched and clapped by other serfs.

Each farmhouse can accommodate 6 people.

10 farmhouses can basically satisfy the existing bell-ringing army.

As for the lord's mansion, Luo Wei was still not in a hurry to build it. Instead, he asked the craftsmen to prioritize the construction of the constant-temperature brewing workshop and meeting hall.

During these days, Rowe stayed in his tent to improve the taste of the beer and started a second round of larger-scale wort fermentation.

In this round, Luo Wei also absorbed the problem of adding too much magic hops in the previous round and increased the water-to-water ratio.

In addition, the main ingredients also use four different grains: rye, oats, barley, and wheat.

This allows the brewing of four beers of different sizes and flavors at different prices.

Rye and oats are the cheapest, and they are also the most watered. Of course, they are also the cheapest. Almost any commoner can afford to drink them. The main feature is a cheap filling, which quickly became popular in the market.

The beer brewed from barley is for the awakened ones to drink, so the taste of hops is naturally more substantial.

As for beer brewed from wheat, it was quite expensive and was only sold to nobles.

When nobles drink, taste comes second. The key point is that they must drink the most expensive ones in order to highlight their unique status.

Now, beer can be produced in batches soon, and all that remains is to open up sales.

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That afternoon.

The traveling businessman Rafa arrived at the Meilin Valley Stone Arch Bridge with a carriage full of goods and supplies.

As soon as he arrived at the bridge, before he could speak, six crossbows were displayed on the sentry tower.

"Who is this person! What are you doing in Merrill Valley?"

The businessman Rafa quickly jumped off the carriage and said politely: "I am the traveling businessman Rafa Provence. I want to come to Merrill Valley to do business."

"Wait below! I'll report it!"

"OK, thanks!"

Rafa stood on the scarred stone arch bridge, and his mind could not help but think about the fierce and cruel war scenes here.

After waiting for about ten minutes, I heard the bell-ringing army on the sentry tower say: "Mr. Rafa, we welcome you to Merrill Lynch Valley!"

"Thank you!" Rafa then led the carriage, passed the sentry tower at the end of the bridge, and entered Merrill Lynch Valley.

As soon as he entered Merrill Valley, Rafa couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

He originally thought that this place would be a wilderness, but he did not expect that the infrastructure here would be so prosperous and orderly.

The faces of the serfs here are by no means as gloomy and numb as those of other manor serfs. Instead, they are chatting and laughing, full of the joy of labor and good expectations for future life.

This is simply a utopia.

Although it is small, the development level is still low, and the population is not large, Rafa has traveled all over the country for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen serfs laughing.

Rafa couldn't figure out how a guy called "the good-for-nothing young man" could do it.

At this time, a young manservant who was twelve or thirteen years old rushed over and said, "Mr. Rafa, please come with me. Our master wants to see you."

"Okay, please lead the way." Rafa quickly followed.

Soon, the young manservant James brought Rafa outside the lord's tent, "Please come in, the master is waiting for you inside."

Rafa asked in shock: "Young gentleman, are you kidding me? Your lord, your lord, lives here?"

The little valet James shrugged, "How can it be false?"

Rafa opened the door curtain suspiciously, and a mellow smell of alcohol immediately hit his face.

Then I heard a familiar drunken voice coming from inside the tent: "Is it a traveling businessman? Please come in!"

Rafa then hunched into the lord's tent.

Luo Wei turned his back to the tent door, sealed the base wine that still needed to ferment, and then turned around and smiled at Rafa, "Are you Mr. Rafa? Welcome to Merrill Valley."

Rafa didn't need Rowe's face. Just by listening to Rowe's voice and looking at Rowe's back, he was 200% sure that he was Nathanos.

Of course, smart people see through things without telling them.

What's more, this kind of secret can be fatal.

But since "Nathanos" didn't kill him when he was at Sancha Road Manor, then naturally he wouldn't kill him in Merrill Valley.

Or maybe "Nathanos" saw through his true strength, so he lured him to Merrill Valley to trap him?

This also seems unlikely.

Most of the serfs in Merrill Valley Manor are working, and a small number of bell-ringing troops are also on duty at the watchtower.

More importantly, there is no one else around Luo Wei, and the female knight Charize is not here.

Therefore, the speculation of trapping and killing is also untenable.

Rafa came here not only because he wanted to see his sister Chariz, but also because he was very curious about what Rowe wanted to do.

Rafa immediately bowed politely and said, "Traveling businessman Rafa Provence pays tribute to the distinguished Lord Rowe Valentine."

Rowe smiled and said, "Don't be so polite. Although this is the first time that Rafa and I have met, I always feel like we are old acquaintances."

Nonsense, of course we are old acquaintances.

Rafa also responded quickly, "Yes, Mr. Luo Wei, I also feel like we have known each other for a long time."

Luo Wei asked: "So, what is the purpose of your trip to Meiling Valley?"

"Uh..." Rafa was stunned by the question.

Didn't you ask me to come?

There are only two of us in the tent, and there is no audience. Do we have to pursue details in acting?

Rafa cleared his throat and said: "I have a friend who said that Meiling Valley Manor is very good. Out of trust in my friend, I brought my goods here."

Rafa thought that what he said was very good.

As for who that friend is, everyone knows it.

But Luo Wei didn't seem to understand what Rafa meant, and continued to ask: "So, you came to my Meiling Valley to sell."

Rafa always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

Rafa could only bite the bullet and answer: "Yes, Master Luo Wei, of course I am here to sell, but if there is something good, I can also buy it - I am a businessman."

Luo Wei asked further: "So, what do you want to get?"

Rafa was secretly shocked.

It was not until this time that he realized what the young lord wanted to ask.

Luo Wei was not asking what goods to buy, but what he was looking for as a businessman.

This guy... could he see through even this?

With such a meticulous mind, how could he be the useless young master in the rumors!

No wonder he could be the "Oracle Nathanos"! This is really not an ordinary person!

In front of such a smart person, trying to hide things will only make things worse and push oneself to the opposite side!

And once Luo Wei treats him as an enemy...

Rafa thought of Madam Margarita, whose head was shot by Luo Wei.

Although Rafa thought he had strong personal strength and Luo Wei could not be his opponent in a real fight, if a fight really broke out, Rafa also knew that he would not be able to escape from Merlin Valley Manor unscathed.

Moreover, Rafa also thought that with Luo Wei being so smart, it was impossible for him to not have a targeted back-up.

Rafa observed that since he entered the lord's tent, Rowe's right hand had always been in his fur coat.

More importantly, Rafa did not want to stand on the opposite side of Rowe.

Even if he could not be friends with Rowe, he could not be an enemy.

Rafa quickly weighed it in his mind, and then said in a deep voice: "I am looking for a holy object that cannot be measured by value."

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