Chapter 93 Green Purple Horse Ranch

Stepping into the Blue and Purple Horse Pasture, Weilin found the shiny green grassland, a stream not far away, and occasionally some low trees. From time to time, a group of Blue and Purple Horses ran past wantonly.

Found it online: This picture is so beautiful

"If it wasn't a ranch, I would have thought we were in a resort." Weilin opened his arms and enjoyed the breeze, feeling very refreshed.

"My lord, if you wish, I can have a small manor built here so that you can come here to play in your spare time." Orlando said to Verin after careful consideration.

"Then it's decided." Verin replied with a smile, and then reminded, "Do it without hindering the development of Orlando Town. After all, development is the main focus now."

"My subordinate understands."

Orlando kept this incident in mind and gave his master a surprise the next time he came.

At this time, a herdsman rode a blue and purple horse to Weilin, got off the horse, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "Lord, the younger one is Hal, the manager of the Blue and Purple Horse Ranch."

"Get up and take me to where you live."

"Yes, sir, please follow me."

Hal stood up, patted the dirt on his body, mounted the purple horse, and led the way.

After a kilometer of journey, everyone came to a gathering place. Stables were neatly arranged everywhere, and there were many purple horses taking care of their cubs in the stables.

Verin dismounted, handed the red phosphorus horse to Kyle, and went to the stable to observe that the hygiene was very clean.

"The environment is very good, the hygiene is good, and you are very responsible."

"Sir, these are what we should do." Hal, the manager of the Green Purple Horse Ranch, replied respectfully.

Weilin stepped forward and stroked a little purple horse while asking, "Tell me about the pasture."

"Yes, my lord."

Hal asked a herdsman to get a map of the blue and purple horse ranch, spread it respectfully on the stable floor, and began to report: "Lord, you see, we have divided the entire ranch into three places. The one we are using now It is Land No. 1, covering 1,500 acres, with a stable, a living area for herdsmen, a fodder yard, a military camp, and three rest houses for patrolling soldiers or herdsmen to rest."

"In the entire No. 1 land, a total of 387 blue and purple horses are bred, including 20 stallions, 170 mares, and 197 ponies. It is expected that war horses will be released by the end of this year. Eighty horses.”

"In addition, in addition to the nutrition needed by the ponies, the ranch can produce 500 kilograms of mare's milk every month. Due to the storage method, we made it into horse cheese."

"Oh, take it and let me have a taste."

Speaking of cheese, Verin couldn't help but get greedy and ordered Hal.

"Please wait a moment, Lord."

After a while, a piece of horse cheese was brought up. Verin picked up a fork, picked up a small piece, put it into his mouth and tasted it slowly. It tasted very good, with a special flavor.

"What do you usually do with these cheeses?" Weilin forked another small piece and put it into his mouth, asking as he ate it.

"Part of the mare's milk is used by the ranch itself, and part of it is made into cheese for storage."

A few minutes passed. When Hal saw that Weilin was reluctant to speak, he felt a little uneasy and lowered his head in fear.

"Orlando, do you know about the milk production at Qingzi Horse Ranch?"

"My subordinate knows that he is letting him handle it by himself, as a way of giving some compensation to the soldiers and herdsmen of Qingzi Horse Ranch." Orlando replied respectfully.

"That's it!"

"Hal."

"The villain is here."

"Since Orlando lets you handle it on your own, I will no longer interfere. I allow you to sell the mare's milk and horse cheese. Except for taxes, the rest of the revenue will belong to the ranch and be distributed by you."

"but."

Weilin suddenly emphasized his tone, which frightened Hal to the point where he knelt on the ground.

"If you dare to ignore the safety of the purple horse and overproduce mare's milk, you know the consequences."

"Yes, I know. Thank you Lord Lord for your gift."

"Well, get up."

After taking care of this small matter, Verin chose a purple horse and took Orlando with him to get ready for a tour of the ranch.

Running freely on the green grass is very refreshing.

Then the two of them got off the purple horse and let the horse eat grass by itself. Then the two of them came to the stream and sat down.

"What a good boy, your strength has increased very quickly, and you have reached the silver intermediate level so quickly."

"My lord, you are not slow either. I feel you are stronger than me."

When Orlando heard this, he responded with the same smile, without being as reserved as before in front of others.

“Don’t stop the recent pioneering activities and step up land reclamation.”

"Lord, is there something unexpected?"

"In the middle of this year, according to my estimation, the famine should be at its most serious. By then, a large number of free people may flow in here, and this population will have to be absorbed."

"I understand."

Weilin picked up the pebbles and threw them into the water with a deep look.

He knew a lot about nobles.

In this turmoil, most nobles would only rescue the serfs, because it was their property and could not tolerate losses.

As for free people, they either sold themselves into slavery or fled to other places.

At this stage, Weilin was in urgent need of high-quality people, so he focused on this group of free people.

Under the general environment, the price of slaves in Cardero Province has plummeted, but if you can replenish the population for free, why spend money?

The two chatted about other topics, and before noon, they rode back to the gathering place on their purple horses.

After lunch, Verin went to the southwest border post to inspect.

"My lord, there are eight soldiers stationed at each outpost. Two of them are on standby at the outpost for a long time. The other six are divided into two groups to patrol the border regularly, record the situation, and report to the town of Orlando every month."

Weilin looked at the outpost built in the jungle, using the cover of trees and painting the exterior walls a similar green color to provide some protection.

At this moment, the two soldiers in the outpost immediately ran out of the outpost and saluted Weilin: "I have seen the lord, the guard of outpost No. 6, Chucks (Enko), salutes you."

"Show me the outpost."

"Yes, my lord."

The two soldiers led the way respectfully, followed closely by Weilin, who entered this three-story outpost that only covers an area of ​​150 square meters.

"Lord, there are five rooms on the first floor, two of which store food and other living supplies, one room stores weapons and equipment, and the other two rooms are where we live."

"There are four rooms on the second floor, three of which are where we sleep, and the other one is where we keep flying pigeons, but it is still unused."

Afterwards, Weilin went to the topmost level, the observation platform of the outpost. Standing on it, he could peer into the vast wilderness and detect the surrounding movements.

After getting familiar with the outpost, Verin encouraged the two soldiers, and then inspected other outposts.