Farming in the Magical World

study!

Even though he's on his arm these past few days, Lanny has been busy with only one hand!

With the campaign about to begin, he had so many things to prepare: what about food, lodging, should he prepare more medical supplies, should Canti accompany the army, and so on... These were all problems!

Just now, he was sketching a tent on the table. Seeing that he was having difficulty moving, Tiffany came to the study. Even if she couldn't help much, she could at least help hold the paper.

He didn't know if it was because Tiffany had appeared in the study, but Melissa hadn't bothered him there for the past two days, which made him feel a great sense of relief.

He didn't notice the private exchange between the two women, assuming that Melissa was thinking about how to reduce the power of the Fireball spell. It seemed that this request was indeed difficult, so Lanny decided not to bother her and simply let the matter go, focusing on preparing for the expedition.

"Honey, what are you drawing? It looks like the roof of a mill!" Tiffany reached out and pressed down on the bark paper in front of Lanny. She had been looking at Lanny's drawing for a long time and couldn't understand it anymore. Finally, she couldn't help but ask.

Although the desk is not big, it is still a bit tiring to have to stretch out your arms and bend over all the time.

Previously, Tiffany had always helped Lanny by leaning on his side. As their marriage had progressed, Tiffany had become more mature and charming, and her posture... well, Lanny was always distracted and couldn't concentrate on anything.

With no other choice, I had to let Tiffany stand on the other side. I figured it was okay if she was tired; she could just draw for a while and then rest. It was still much more efficient than before!

"Hehe!" Lanny made another stroke, then put down his pen and pointed to his work with a smile. "This is a tent. It's not wrong to say it looks a lot like a roof. They're both for living in!"

For this trip, Lanny plans to prepare some tents. Grumman is a mountainous area, and the temperature difference between day and night is bound to be large. In addition, it is already autumn and the dew is heavy. He does not plan to camp outdoors as usual, but instead has the idea of ​​setting up tents!

Anyway, using the simplest structure and the current processing capacity of the workshop, we can make the frame out of wood and the outer layer out of animal hide. If we hurry up with the work, we should be able to finish in time!

"Oh, is this the same thing you had Susan prepare before, also for the expedition?" Tiffany released her grip, straightened up, walked around behind Lanny, gently pressed Lanny's shoulders and head, and asked in a soft, fragrant breath!

"Mmm..." Lanny leaned against Tiffany's chest with his eyes closed, looking completely relaxed. He didn't even bother to open his eyes, just letting out a soft hum through his nose!

When it comes to food to carry with you, given the underdeveloped transportation in this world, people traveling have long known how to preserve meat—simply by adding salt and drying it, then soaking it in water when needed. Staple foods can be paired with rye bread, hard green bread, etc., which isn't actually that difficult. But vegetables...

They weren't going away for long this time, and he wouldn't have needed to go through all this trouble, but since he was injured and unable to work on weapons these past two days, he simply took the time to deal with it.

He didn't make anything too special; he simply changed the meat jerky from marinating and sun-drying to deep-frying and other processing methods, and added some stir-fried green onion powder and other ingredients to make the taste slightly better.

Of course, he also tried to find a way to solve the drinking water problem. Was the raw water on the mountain really that good to drink? He didn't know if there were bloodsuckers in this world, but there were definitely plenty of microorganisms in it!

If we just have the hammer forge two more portable iron pots, the problem of water for meals will not be difficult to solve. We can simply bring a pot to boil water!

He even considered having Iron Hammer make some iron kettles so everyone could drink the cold boiled water inside. However, after thinking about the cost and counting the materials and gold coins in his bag, he started to have second thoughts.

What? Iron kettles are unsuitable because they rust easily?

Of course he knew, but could someone tell him where to get aluminum? He could consider getting an aluminum kettle, but there wasn't any available!

Tiffany provided a solution to this problem.

When she organized tea picking in Heishan Village some time ago, she discovered that some hunters had also developed the habit of drinking tea. The hunters, who used to drink raw water when they went out, actually came up with a way to carry tea with them.

Lanny hadn't found any bamboo nearby, so the hunters weren't using bamboo tubes either. Instead, they simply made a leather water bottle out of leather, which, with a little processing, became an excellent water container!

Upon seeing the water bottle, Lanny suddenly realized that, as a nomadic people, this was what their water bottles were like. How could he have not thought of this before, and had even foolishly planned to forge one out of iron!

Therefore, the guards will soon have one more piece of equipment. Lanny has already sent people to start the emergency production, and it should be ready for the expedition in about ten days!

Thump thump thump... ...

A knock came at the door, and Tiffany pushed Lenny's head forward a little... She was still a little embarrassed to be too intimate with Lenny in front of others!

"Who is it? Come in..." Lanny called out dismissively, clearly annoyed.

I was enjoying this massage so much, who's so inconsiderate as to disturb me?

"Young Master, Mr. Ford has arrived and is in the reception room..." Frank's figure appeared at the study door.

Upon hearing that Ford had arrived at the castle, Lanny stood up in surprise. "He's back from the Bauhinia?"

 …

First floor reception room

Ford was speaking quietly to Eric beside him.

"Mr. Lanny is... well, he's a rather special person. You'll see when you meet him!"

"This thing you're sitting on is called a sofa. How is it? It's very comfortable, isn't it? Sigh, I've always hoped that Mr. Lanny would get this thing out and hand it over to the Chamber of Commerce..." Ford rambled on.

Although Eric didn't pay much attention to him, as a businessman, he naturally understood the importance of adjusting the atmosphere. Besides, it was too awkward for the two of them to just sit there in the room, so he could only keep trying to find topics to talk about!

Moreover, although he had no choice but to bring Eric along this time, he didn't want to offend Lanny at all. These words were also meant to remind the magician beside him not to offend too many people later!

I don't know if the other party listened. These magicians are indeed enviable for their magical talent, but their arrogant and ignorant nature is really a headache!

Eric reached out and pressed down on the sofa cushion beneath him, looking at the sofa that had sunk so deeply into it. He nodded with a cold expression, but showed no reaction to anything else Ford said.

In his view, these things were for the enjoyment of nobles, and even though his own family was noble, he still looked down on them.

For him, nothing else mattered except magic, or rather, there was nothing more important in the world than magic!

During Ford's absence, he didn't just sit idly by in Burleman; he also managed to gather some information!

As the glass cups and the beggar's version of the Dark Pattern Sword from Caster Ridge gradually spread from the small shops in Hexi Village, and with some merchants making deliberate inquiries, he finally learned who Ford's so-called buyer of Thunderfire Wood really was.

When Ford returned to Burleman, he went to Ford's door and insisted that Ford take him to Caster Ridge. He believed that Ford would not be able to refuse his request, given his status as a magician!

The main reason was that he couldn't wait any longer. The letter from home made him very anxious. If it weren't for Ford coming to his door at that time, he would have already returned to his hometown!

Sure enough, Ford did not refuse his request and brought him to Caster Ridge the next day. However, what puzzled him was that Ford seemed to be in a greater hurry than he was, and actually chose to leave in the evening and arrive at the castle in the morning. He didn't know why!

Why rush out at night when you can just stay in the castle for one night?

"Haha, Mr. Ford, how did the Bauhinia flower display go this time...?"

A burst of laughter came from outside the door, and then Lanny's strange figure, with his arm around Lanny's, appeared in the reception room.

"Thanks to you, things went relatively smoothly... ...What's wrong with you?" Ford quickly stood up upon seeing Lanny!

"It's nothing, just a minor accident!" Lenny waved casually, sat down next to the two, then beckoned Ford to sit down before turning to Eric beside him. "And this is?"

He had just entered the room when he spotted this man. He was dressed in a long robe with sunken eyes and looked like skin and bones. Yet he sat there arrogantly without making a sound. He didn't even get up when he came in, but just nodded coldly. He couldn't figure out where this guy came from!

"Hehe, Mr. Lanny, this is the owner of the Thunderfire Wood I told you about last time, a member of the Jones family, a fourth-level genius mage, Mr. Eric Jones!" Seeing Lanny's question, Ford immediately straightened his expression and began to introduce him in a serious manner.

Is this the magician? I don't think I agreed to meet him before, or am I mistaken?

Upon hearing that this was the mage mentioned earlier, Lanny's expression darkened, showing some displeasure and a hint of worry. He had arrived unprepared, and the one he was facing was an enemy...

“Mr. Lanny, it’s like this…” Seeing Lanny’s displeasure, Ford quickly explained, “During this time, you’ve gained quite a reputation in the various chambers of commerce in Berleman, and I… cough cough, considering that you didn’t explicitly refuse before, so…”

"Are you looking to buy Thunderfire Wood?" Before Ford could finish speaking, Eric, who had been sizing up Lanny, interrupted, "I don't think you're a magician. What do you need this for? It's not cheap. If you don't need it, don't waste it."

"You... ...don't you know how to speak? You've offended someone with just one sentence, you know? No wonder no one wants to communicate with you, Berleman!" Ford rolled his eyes in exasperation at Eric's bluntness.

"oh... ..."

Upon hearing this, Lanny became even more displeased, looking at Eric with a half-smile. "Mr. Eric, are you a great magician? How can you sense whether others possess magic power?"

"I... ..."

Eric's previously cold expression finally changed slightly, and he said somewhat awkwardly, "Well... no!"

"Hmm, this is genuine honesty, not some cunning old fox pretending to be." Lanny nodded inwardly, his opinion of Eric improving slightly.

Eric quickly added, "But I can't sense any magician's aura from you..."

“We’ll talk about that later!” Lanny stood up and waved his left hand. “Let’s discuss it in the study, please!”