Farming in the Magical World

Regardless of whether it was feasible or not, Tim was persuaded by him.

The two agreed that the price of each dark-patterned sword would be thirty gold coins, instead of the previously agreed-upon twenty.

Tim felt that his old longsword had cost him over twenty gold, but compared to the longsword forged by Lanny, it was practically trash. The new longsword was naturally worthy of a higher price.

Lanny didn't mind at all; he felt that Elfin could afford the price, given the outstanding performance of the new longsword.

The next few days were very busy for Lanny and his friends.

They are still making longswords, but using the same manufacturing process as the second one.

In fact, the production process of the second longsword was streamlined. The number of forgings was reduced from over a hundred to 49, to achieve the meaning of "seven times seven forty-nine".

As for why only a scaled-down version was made, it was a decision Lanny made after careful consideration.

One advantage is that it can speed up the production process. Anyway, he has tested it, and the scaled-down version still has a huge advantage over the knight's sword made by the traditional method. It can still cut through, but it will leave some obvious marks on itself.

However, this does not change the fact that it is still an excellent longsword.

Another reason is that he doesn't want to waste the story he painstakingly crafted.

For some reason, the story I told Tim that night quickly spread throughout the castle, and many servants came to know it.

It seems Tim told someone in the castle about it again, and then... that's how it spread.

He always felt that the first person to hear Tim tell this story must have been Aunt Susan, and he always felt that there was something wrong with the way Susan looked at Tim.

These past two days, every time the little maid saw him, she looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated. When asked, she would stammer and refuse to answer. Lanny guessed that she just wanted him to tell the story again.

Even Tiffany couldn't resist the temptation; one night after their passionate encounter, she lay on his chest and brought up the matter.

“Darling, can you tell me the story of Princess Sofia and Arthur again? Candy’s version is also unclear; she says it was you who told it.”

This was the first time Tiffany had called him "darling," which surprised Lenny.

As the two spent more time together, Tiffany gradually accepted the fact that she had become Mrs. Wells. She also discovered that her husband was nothing like the person she had heard about him.

In fact, Lanny is quite charming. He is handsome, very focused when he works, and his eyes are full of wisdom. Moreover, he is kind-hearted and treats his servants well!

"Okay, but you have to promise me a few things... you know what I mean."

"You're so annoying!" Tiffany giggled, playfully punched Lenny, but blushed and hesitated for a long time before shrinking back under the covers.

 …

Holding a soft, warm lady while telling stories is certainly more pleasant and comfortable than telling stories to Tim's scarred face, and Lanny didn't object at all.

This time, the storytelling was naturally more winding and dramatic than the one told to Tim. During this period, he also made some optimizations and polishes to the story.

I heard that Lanny told the story to the lady in a more exciting way, but he didn't seem to care about telling it to me at all. These past few days, whenever Candy sees him, she pouts angrily, like a little goldfish about to blow bubbles.

He ignored the maid's resentment and was planning to record the story so that it could be easily disseminated later if needed, instead of having to tell it himself.

Since this little story was so effective, he couldn't let it go to waste. He was planning to make a fortune with the "Sword of Wisdom and the Sword of Courage" when the time was right.

So, he spent the last few days writing "The Sword of the Warrior" in his study, but the process was not as smooth as he had hoped.

In the other world, he never tried writing a novel. Only when he actually started writing did he discover that there were many problems, and it was not as simple as he had imagined.

However, while writing the story, he remembered his previous resentment towards parchment and inquired about its manufacturing process. He originally planned to invite a craftsman to the castle to help him research how to make cheaper and more convenient paper, but he was surprised to find that things were not quite what he had expected.

He had always assumed that parchment was made from lambskin, but his steward Frank told him that this might be true in the central kingdom, but in the North, where there weren't enough pastures to raise sheep, parchment wasn't actually made from sheepskin.

Actually, the parchment in the North should more accurately be called animal hide paper. And in Black Mountain Village of Caster Ridge, due to its proximity to the mountains, most of the villagers have a hunting habit, so animal hide paper is a major specialty of Black Mountain Village.

No wonder, Lanny had always thought the price the steward told him was the castle's purchase price, but he hadn't noticed that the castle's parchment, which he had been using for a long time and was still in stock, was actually parchment that Black Mountain Village had been contributing as tribute, which was part of the land tax deduction.

"Oh, so who has the best craftsmanship for making parchment in Black Mountain Village?" Lanny stroked his chin, wondering if it was a reliable idea to find a parchment craftsman—no, animal paper craftsman—to help him make bark paper or straw paper.

“Actually, all the hunters in Black Mountain Village know how to make parchment, but if we’re talking about the best craftsman, it has to be Granny Mei.” Frank was obviously very familiar with Granny Mei, after all, he was the one who handled the land tax collection, and he had met her more than once.

"How can there be such a strange name?" Lanny was a little puzzled. Although many commoners did not have surnames, they at least had given names. But Granny Mei sounded more like a title than a name.

Frank, however, looked reluctant and slowly began to explain.

"This Granny Mei wasn't originally from Black Mountain Village; she only came here a little over ten years ago..."

According to her own account, her husband and daughter died in the Grumman raids a few years ago. She escaped by chance and hid in the mountains for a month or two. She was found by the villagers when she fell into a coma near Black Mountain Village.

After being taken back to the village for treatment, he stayed in Heishan Village and made some animal paper to make a living.

As for her original residence, since she was just a woman, she did not know the exact location, only that the place where she lived was called Hogg Village.

"What? Hog Village? Are you sure it's not Hogwarts?" Lanny jumped to his feet upon hearing the butler's words.

The butler glanced at Lanny's strange reaction, then frowned and thought carefully for a moment before nodding confidently. "It is indeed Hog Village, not Hogwarts. Young Master, do you know where it is?"

Upon hearing that it wasn't Hogwarts, Lanny realized he had overreacted. It couldn't possibly be Hogwarts anyway, since it was a fictional creation by Aunt Rowling.

After calming himself down, Lanny sat back down at his desk and said to Frank, "Go to Black Mountain Village and ask Granny Mei to come to the castle. I have some work to give her."

Frank nodded in agreement, then brought up another matter, "By the way, Madam said she wants to go back to Elfen. Do you think we should arrange for Mr. Tim to protect her?"

“I will talk to her, you don’t need to worry about it.” Lanny naturally knew why Tiffany had returned to Elfen. Originally, he asked her to help plead with the Earl, but Tiffany’s reaction was strange. Although she agreed, she hadn’t taken any action for a while, but he didn’t expect her to bring it up suddenly now.

But now was clearly not the time. He thought that when Tim went to Elfen to sell the new knight's sword, he could escort Tiffany back to the Earl's castle on the way. Why make Tim go on the trip alone again?

Having planned all this, Lanny was writing her first novel in the study while patiently waiting for Frank to bring Grandma May. But instead of Grandma May, Tim arrived first.

That afternoon, Tim went into the study, found Lanny, and without saying a word, simply threw a broken longsword on his desk, startling Lanny.

Seeing Tim's furious expression, Lanny then carefully examined the broken sword on the table.

Judging from its appearance, this is clearly a knight's sword that has just been forged but has not yet been decorated. The natural patterns on it indicate that this should be the knight's sword that Iron Hammer and his men are currently forging.

However, upon closer inspection, he discovered a problem: the patterns on the longsword were not right, being sparse and messy, and he didn't know why.

It wasn't until he took Tim to the backyard and questioned Hammer carefully that he discovered the problem.

Iron Hammer and his companion had absolutely no concept of procedures and standards, which led to Iron Hammer arbitrarily altering the forging process previously instructed by Lanny. Iron Hammer even reduced the 49 forging processes to a dozen or so without authorization.

Fortunately, Tim was an experienced knight who noticed the problem. He tested it with his own sword and found that the newly made longsword was almost indistinguishable from a standard knight's sword, and it was almost easily cut in half.

Looking at the innocent-looking Iron Hammer, Lanny was unsure whether he should be angry or not. After all, it wasn't entirely Iron Hammer's fault. Everyone knew he wasn't very educated, yet Lanny had just let it go.

Helpless, he had no choice but to return to his study and meticulously document the forging process, writing down nearly thirty rules that almost filled an entire parchment.

As for Hammer's illiteracy, it wasn't a big deal. He handed the procedure over to Tim, who read it to Hammer until he could memorize it.

They were not allowed to start working again until they could recite the entire process. Even Jimmy, who assisted in pulling the bellows, had to recite it and was also responsible for supervising the hammer process.

Originally, this was just a minor incident, a small episode in the forging process. But much later, he learned that Iron Hammer and Jimmy secretly called this process the "Forging Manual" and treasured it very much.

After he memorized it, Iron Hammer took it home and hid it, saying he would pass it on to his son in the future.

Jimmy really wanted this thing too, but he couldn't snatch the big, burly iron hammer, which made him very envious.

Several times, he saw Lenny stammering, unable to muster the courage. He also wanted Lenny to help him write a "Carpenter's Handbook" so he could take it home as a family heirloom.