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Derek was really surprised when he saw Adrian arrive with a bunch of farmers.

But of course, more people is better, and the world's population is an important resource.

Even if some of them are pejoratively called two-legged livestock, that is a means of production.

"Welcome, Adrian."

Derek quickly expressed his trust in Adrian, after all, is a blood relative, under the rules of this era, relatives may not be reliable, but it is an inescapable point.

At least, this cousin is still reliable, no rumors.

Besides, the son of a village sheriff doesn't have that many resources to draw on.

He received at least a basic education, even the training of noble etiquette.

And hard-working, not too ambitious.

If you add a little blood relationship, it's really a very good helper.

Derek has the confidence to handle a man like Adrian.

I replaced him with a horse, a suit.

Derek opened the panel and sure enough, Adrian's face had appeared on it.

At least in terms of obedience, he was faster than other farmers, which showed that he was mentally prepared.

"It is relatively simple here, the conditions are very difficult, but basic supplies are still available.

My business... Some hands are needed, and you've come at just the right time."

Derek trained the farmers uniformly and then assigned them to the army and the blacksmith shop on the basis of character and obedience.

With the three previous squads, that makes five squads.

Three squadrons of spearmen, one swordman, and one sword shield.

Different soldiers have slightly different uses.

The smithy was expanded to twenty men at once, and only had to wait for them to grow up, earning at least a thousand gold pieces a year.

But sourcing and selling iron ore will gradually become new questions.

Of the rest, five were drawn from the former soldiers to serve as new knights.

With stablemen, junior managers, and slaves, the small camp grew to a hundred people.

A tiny manor with a population that small.

The output here is more than a miniature manor.

Even the Ferreira family, which has more potential power, in terms of net profit, that's what it is.

Of course, excluding consumption, profits would be greatly reduced.

Adrian quickly adapted to his new life, which was boring but well paid by Derek and always promising improvement.

Besides, being in charge of Derek's cavalry for a while is not the same as it used to be.

He was convinced that Derek had a bigger future than any other brother in the family.

As the industry grew larger, the daily production of weapons began to increase, and the consumption of more and more.

Every day iron ore to three or five hundred catties, this amount has been difficult to rely on scattered purchase to meet.

Some small mines nearby have only this output, and buying too much at once will attract a lot of attention.

With the amount of weapons Derek's men produce, they could arm a thousand men in a month.

This can already cause volatility in the market, since there has been a slight drop in the price of weapons in Watchcity recently.

Adrian also knew about Derek's troubles, and he made a very useful suggestion.

"We can't get our hands on the Watchcity business, but there is one item that no one will refuse."

Adrian pointed to the war horses moving back and forth.

"No nobleman would refuse a fine horse.

In fact, any war horse smuggled into the country, no one will question its origin.

Using it as a stepping stone may be able to expand the channels of business."

In fact, the northern province was already one of the producers of war horses, and many nobles and merchants would keep a number of war horses.

Even ordinary quality riding horses can sell for a good price.

A poor horse is no more than three or five gold pieces, and the ordinary riding horse is often more than ten gold pieces, and can be used as a fine horse, and the price will be doubled.

If you can carry the heavy armor of the excellent horse, the price is more than 60 or 70 gold coins.

Most of the cavalry and even the knights were actually trained only by riding horses, and few were actually equipped with war horses.

This price is still in the northern province, it is said that to the central and even the south, the price has doubled or doubled.

Adrian didn't know about Derek's nice horse, but with this as a foot in the door, some business might open up.

After all, aristocrats and kingdom officials are also human beings, and inevitably have some exchange of interests and human needs.

Although Derek is familiar with the rules of this world, he is still carrying the mind of a previous life.

Although Adrian does not even have a noble title, he has been exposed to the aristocratic politics of the world since childhood, and naturally understands much more.

The power and political resources in the hands of the nobles and even the officials of the kingdom are not idle, and if you can bring benefits, they do not mind exchanging.

Derek had been careful not to overstep his bounds, but in Adrian's opinion, there was plenty of room for manoeuvre.

"You can do business with the family first, and if you have war horses... Uncle will agree." Adrian suggested.

But Derek quickly shot down the idea, he had a better deal.

There's no problem doing business from home, of course, but it'll have to wait.

And I didn't spend three years in Earls for nothing.

He calculated that it took about nine months for a poor horse to develop into a good horse.

The value of labor and rations was very low, rations of ten coppers a day. Just over a gold coin.

But the worn-out horse, worth three gold pieces, earned more than 17 gold pieces nine months later.

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Profit is second, and the most important thing is to be able to exchange some resources.

War horses, also a scarce resource, are naturally valuable in exchange for other resources.

Look at the war horse in the hand, because there is a panel in, are deliberately selected inferior horses, reduce costs.

Derek had realized that War Horse made money, but only as a normal business.

Even feel that the cost of manpower, can create more value.

A few grooms work hard for a year, not necessarily able to earn more than a blacksmith, there are risks.

There's not much difference between a groom and a blacksmith to Derek.

So he kept horses primarily for his own use.

In addition to a few fine class of war horses, there are more than a dozen ordinary quality.

Fortunately, it can cultivate three or five fine class war horses every month.

"Well, a lot of time was wasted, sending to buy a bunch of horses, and then distributing a few among the slaves to the stablemen."

Derek quickly adjusted the arrangement so that when the horses near promotion were promoted to good quality warhorses, they could make the trip.

This time is not long.

When the day was fixed, Derek set out with all his knights and his five fine quality horses.

It takes at least a year to train from the excellent level to the excellent level.

He can't wait, and the fine class of war Horse is already the mainstream configuration on the market.

Even if it's the king's immediate order, that's what you get.

In the case of Derek's own horse, the panels are as follows.

War horse

Quality: Excellent (45/100)

Experience Pool: 0/100

This was the best horse he had, and of the remaining fifty-five points of experience, it would take three or four days to accumulate a little in the pool of experience, and it would only take a month or two to gain one or two.

It's a medium level of fine quality, but it's more than 80% of the warhorses on the market.

Derek, he's got a leather jacket, strong muscles, smooth brown hair.

It looks very good, and that's what most knights dream about.

A really good class of warhorse, that's more than most people can ask for.

The others, most of whom were new to the fine class, looked slightly inferior.

Because they're cavalry, and they're moving fast.

After a night's rest, we reached our destination the next day.

It was already very close to the heart of the Principality of Peres, one of the few places in the North where people and farmland were concentrated.

The fiefdom of the knights of Cloa is here.

Inherited from the ancestors of a knight manor, is the first group of knights in the North.

2,000 acres of land, enough to feed 70 or 80 families for the Cloa family for generations.

He was even able to raise his own army, set up checkpoints to collect taxes, and exercise a range of administrative powers.

A little knighthood already has certain rights.

This was a right that the estates purchased by the merchants could not exercise.

Of course, the Knights of Cloa don't normally use these rights.

It's so close to the Earl's castle that raising soldiers is completely superfluous.

Set up a card to collect taxes is also looking for death, business under the count's feet, 80% is the count's home.

But the farm business was enough for him to earn two or three hundred ducats a year.

With salary and some extra income, it is better than ninety-nine percent of the world.

By the way, the Knights of Cloa have a word in the middle of their name called Perez.

Because the distance is so close, the knights of Cloa return to the family fiefdom without a holiday.

Derek timed it right for a house call.

It's been ten months since he left the order.

When the Knight Cloa suddenly heard of Derek's visit, he thought he was here to make connections.

It's not unusual for a young man to come back from a bruised head out there.

The Count's interest in expanding the order is an opportunity.

But the butler whispered close to the Knight Cloa, and told him what he had seen before Derek came in.

'Knight Derek looked very respectable with seven cavalry and a dozen horses, all fully equipped.'

Respectability is the lowest praise for a nobleman.

But at least, not everyone can be described that way.

The Cloa knight's secret path. I guess I was wrong.

When he saw Derek walking up in high spirits, he was even more convinced that he was wrong.

"Uncle Chloe, I've come to ask you to do something."

Derek joked as soon as they met.

The relationship between the two families is a family friend, and this generation of Baron Ferreira and Knight Cloa have fought together.

So, it's the right thing to do.

Sure enough, Cloa smiled, with a bit of pamper for the younger generation: "As long as I can do it, just ask."

But... You've brightened up a lot since you've been out, little Derek."

The old Derek, he didn't talk to himself like that, all straight and straight.

Not so fast a year, young people affected by the environment, some changes can be understood.

Derek heard the words with a smile in his eyes, although it was also collusion, but with a little human touch more comfortable.

There are always people who think it's best to be clear-cut, but where are there so many clear-cut, you can do it, doesn't mean everyone can do it.

As long as one person can't do it, it's an obstacle.

Derek smiled and grabbed Chloe's arm and walked out the door.

A line of brown horses stood before the door, and even the lesser ones could hardly tell the difference between good and ordinary.

The other seven or eight, each one of them is a good horse that can be seen at a glance.

'Good horse!

The Knight Cloa was not surprised, and the praise was casual.

These horses are good, but they're not amazing.

He is in charge of a flag, and the most contact with people is horses, of course, not surprised.

It's Derek who's got so many warhorses, he seems to be doing really well.