You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 91 More than 600 slaves
Slow progress is normal.

Roman used lime to draw the foundation map of the future residential area.

Simply dig the foundation down along the lime line with a shovel.

With shovels, a hundred or so people can finish the job.

However, the demand for bricks and tiles in Sigge Town was too great. With Roman's overall coordination, an average of more than 100,000 red bricks could be fired every day.

He plans to involve over 1000 people in the process, mass-producing the firewood. Dozens of tons of firewood are burned daily, and the thick black smoke makes the summer even hotter.

But they can endure it.

These fools knew the brick houses were built for them, so they worked tirelessly from dawn till dusk.

They never dreamed they would live in a brick house—which they considered a small castle—although Roman thought it was a rough, unfinished house, without even plaster or putty, with exposed, rough brick walls.

Temporarily fired red bricks are of poor quality and lack strength. The bricks will peel off after only two years, layer by layer, and become increasingly unsightly.

The effect of mixing clay and lime with water is not as good as that of cement.

However, compared to civil engineering buildings, it can be considered sturdy and durable. It can easily last for twenty years. The only reason it is not used is because it has been phased out.

With regular repairs, it's unlikely to collapse, though leaks are possible, but thatched huts leak much more badly, so the two are not comparable.

Once the preparations for firing the bricks are complete, the subsequent process proceeds very smoothly.

Hundreds and thousands of laborers were busy moving bricks and tiles, mixing mud and building walls.

Although it was slow at first, the construction efficiency improved as the bricklayers became more skilled in just half a day.

There is no technical barrier to the skill of bricklaying, especially the basic bricklaying techniques.

These days, any adult farmer knows the technique of plastering walls with mud.

Once you get used to it, it's easy to master.

Six or seven bricklayers can build the walls of a house in a day.

Construction workers can lay two to three thousand bricks a day without any problem.

Therefore, more than twenty red houses are taking shape every day, which is a very impressive pace.

Because the construction is not difficult, you only need to build it along the foundation and make sure the wall doesn't tilt—even if it tilts a little, it's fine.

The wall is only three meters high, and after it is built, it can be straightened by manpower and wood.

If it can't be corrected, then start over.

Since it's your own house, it's entirely up to you to decide how much you can do.

Roman was only responsible for providing architectural design and technical guidance.

According to estimates, the construction of 500 brick houses will be completed in two months, which can accommodate more than 3,000 people. This is enough for everyone to move into the brick houses. If you don't want to move in, you can register in the new houses and then go back to your old thatched huts.

Roman suspended many developments during this period.

This time would have been enough for them to build a road to the iron mine, begin initial iron smelting, and recruit soldiers.

However, everything was delayed.

If these fools don't work wholeheartedly for him from now on, he'll cut their heads off first.

……

[Building Experience +1]

[Building skill upgraded to level 3]

[Tier 3 buildings: 1/770]

[Milestone Unlocked: Destroy the Sacred Body]

[Defeat the Ash Saint Body: Obtain 1000 Primogems]

The improvement in his construction skills left Roman feeling somewhat dizzy and disoriented.

Improving this skill is useless to him now.

Level 3 construction allowed him to build various bridges and castles.

On the 175th day.

A message arrived.

Roman's brow immediately relaxed.

……

"Son of Selin, welcome to my territory."

Roman opened his arms and embraced Morey on the dock.

In this sweltering summer season, he dislikes close physical contact with others, as if he were hugging a greasy piece of fat.

But this time he couldn't contain his joy, because Morey had dispelled all his frustration.

Morey was somewhat flattered by this enthusiastic gesture.

"I thought something had happened to you on the way." Morey smiled wryly: "The situation was turbulent, and it took a long time."

Roman was somewhat curious about the turmoil he mentioned, but he was more concerned about the goods Morey had brought.

Without resources, he could only develop slowly.

It's urgent, but there's no other way.

If we had the resources, we could speed things up dramatically.

Therefore, Morey's arrival was undoubtedly a shot in the arm for Roman.

"What goods did you bring me this time?"

Morey bowed slightly.

"More than six hundred slaves, Lord Roman, we hope to meet your needs."

Roman was overjoyed.

"Good! You haven't let me down!"

He had originally planned to postpone the "Spring Plan" until next autumn, but now there are signs of it happening again.

Once all the slaves Morey brought had disembarked.

They were neatly dressed and stood crowded together, both men and women.

Roman discovered that the slaves were of high quality, and none of them collapsed or suffered heatstroke under the scorching sun.

He didn't have time to check, so he simply told Moore to arrange for them to settle down.

Roman said to Morey, "You did a good job this time, just name your price."

Given the immense benefit these resources would provide him, Roman could make concessions regarding the financial aspects.

Let alone asking for 2 silver coins per piece, he would agree to 3 or 4 silver coins without hesitation, and would give as much salt as he wanted!
These people were far more valuable to him than two or three hundred gold coins.

Morey wasn't in a hurry for the money, he said.

"Lord Roman, these people are from Sea Castle—Count Bailey and Lord Poplar had a conflict at Sea Castle."

"The last lord of the Sea Fortress died two years ago from the Black Plague and went across the sea. Since then, the two nobles have been eyeing the Sea Fortress covetously."

"Each of them nominated a descendant of the family with the blood of Haibao flowing through their veins, hoping to rise to power."

"But there can only be one lord of the sea fortress, and they are unwilling to yield to each other."

“贝利伯爵调集了他的1500个步兵、50余位征战骑士，和白杨领主的2000个白杨长矛兵、40余位征战骑士爆发了战争。但在对战中途，烂泥沼泽的800位雇用兵加入战场。

"Most of them were archers who were hired by Count Bailey to shoot arrows from the flanks and help Count Bailey defeat Lord Poplar."

Lord Baiyang angrily denounced Earl Bailey for lacking noble spirit and also hired mercenaries to retaliate.

"They were determined to take Seaburg, and the war lasted for two years, with both sides experiencing victories and defeats. The people of Seaburg were impoverished, and the prolonged war left both sides unable to make ends meet, so they began to plunder Seaburg's property and inhabitants to rebuild their strength..."

Morey briefly explained the origins of these slaves.

Specifically, when a lord dies out, the unclaimed territory becomes the target of a fight between two other nobles.

But after two years, they realized that continuing would be a losing proposition, so they wanted to recoup their losses.

If we can't rule, then we'll plunder.

These slaves were former residents of Sea Castle, which is now in ruins, and they fell into Morey's hands in this way.

Roman brought Morey to Origin Manor.

The maids served Morey desserts, cakes, cream strawberries, and chilled tea and beer from the well.

Roman learned that many of the slaves were artisans.

For example, there were leather craftsmen, stonemasons, blacksmiths, and even a few shipwrights.

Even if such people become slaves, their price is calculated in gold coins, especially for blacksmiths, who are not considered expensive even if they ask for twenty or thirty gold coins.

Without a doubt, this is a great gift.

Roman sat in the main seat, his posture relaxed, leaning to one side as he looked at Morey, who was drinking cold tea.

"Is that why you've been delayed for so long?"

Morey put down his glass. He thought the drink was pretty good and might have sales potential, but it wasn't as valuable as ale.

“I have never been involved in the slave trade, but this is not difficult for me... However, the Grand Duke of Fury shows signs of mobilizing his army, which has caused unease among many people. My caravan and I were reminded by the Merchant Guild to stay in Pearl Harbor for a long time to observe the situation and avoid any unforeseen complications.”

Raging tides, oak, cracked armor.

The three Grand Dukes of the Black Iron Lands.

It has become a consensus that only the main force of the Papacy can unite the three Grand Dukes on this land.

Even the slightest movement they make attracts the attention of countless people.

(End of this chapter)