The next second.

Kari immediately dismissed the idea.

Because Lynn's gaze had not a trace of wanting to possess her, nor the desire to ravage her brutally.

He was worlds apart from the other Lords.

Kari's heart was filled with curiosity, just what kind of existence was Master Lynn in front of her?

Does he truly have a fondness for Long Yang?

Or does Lynn simply disdain her seemingly superficial body?

Lynn naturally didn't know the chaotic thoughts in Kari's mind.

Moreover.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

After calculating in his mind for a few seconds, Lynn spoke: "Ten thousand pounds of fine salt, or Two Hundred and Fifty Gold Pounds..."

Upon hearing Lynn's voice, Kari instantly regained her composure.

She quickly spoke: "Fine salt, Master Lynn, I want the fine salt!"

Nowadays, fine salt has already skyrocketed to twelve pence.

This ten thousand pounds of fine salt, as long as she successfully transports it out, would be shining pence!

Lynn nodded.

Soon.

A dozen or so villagers came to Kari's carriage, when they lifted the burlap over the goods.

Bundles strapped into wool parcels were neatly placed atop.

Perhaps because they haven't been washed yet, a strange scent wafts around.

Kari remained composed; during the seven or eight days on the road, she had already grown accustomed to this smell.

However.

Lynn still led Kari, stepping aside a little.

The two walked along the Red Brick Road, with Red and the others following behind.

While walking, Kari cast her gaze around.

Seeing the villagers in the distance cultivating the land, Kari asked curiously: "Master Lynn, are you planning to plant Winter Wheat this year, or Spring Wheat next year?"

Before Lynn could speak, Kari continued: "If it's Winter Wheat, I might have a suggestion for you, Master Lynn..."

Lynn looked at Kari in surprise.

Kari instantly understood the look in Lynn's eyes, she explained: "You've misunderstood, I'm not a farmer skilled in planting..."

"I've just traveled a lot, hence heard much. Many farmers say the climate in Kaldi is mild, there's no need to plant Winter Wheat; waiting to plant Spring Wheat next year is fine."

"Because this can preserve the soil fertility..."

Upon finishing her words.

Kari noticed Lynn did not express any opinion, she added: "I'm only giving a suggestion, as for suitability, of course, it depends on your own thoughts, Master Lynn."

Lynn nodded, "A very good suggestion."

What Kari said might be very practical for other Lords' fields.

Adopting the three-field system, dividing land into Spring Cropland, Autumn Cropland, and Fallow Land.

This way, it not only ensures crop planting and production, but also prevents soil fertility from being wasted.

However, his territory is a bit different.

His land is cleared and cultivated at present, planted currently.

Each time crops are planted, they undergo heavy plow cultivation, and fertilization is applied.

No need to worry about the problem of soil fertility.

What Lynn most needs to be concerned about is the lack of arable land!

Once there's enough arable land, then he can consider this issue.

After a few hours.

The coarse wool on the carriage frame was completely unloaded.

Fine salt from the warehouse was carried out bag by bag by the villagers, and loaded onto Kari's carriage.

Seeing all the fine salt loaded, Kari finally walked to the horse, and after the guard brought the mounting ladder, she mounted the horse and sat on the saddle.

After bidding farewell to Lynn, she led her cavalry away gradually.

Until a little later.

Kuisi's faint voice sounded near him, and Lynn withdrew his gaze.

"Sir, the person has gone far."

Lynn glanced at Kuisi, "I know."

Kuisi's faint voice sounded again, "It turns out the master likes that kind of..."

Upon hearing this, Lynn's brow involuntarily raised, his voice grew louder by several decibels.

"Which kind?"

Kuisi dared not utter a word immediately.

Lynn urged, "Speak quickly!"

The nearby Red's face also bore an expression of curiosity.

Kuisi spoke without reservation, "Just like a dairy cow, either the buttocks or the chest."

As soon as she spoke, a blush and regret appeared on Kuisi's face.

Listening to Kuisi's words, Lynn and Red exchanged glances instantly.

Despite no words, Lynn and Red still shared mutual understanding.

Lynn looked at Kuisi's front and said, "You're still young."

Having said this.

Lynn started walking, heading towards the distant textile workshop.

Kuisi's face was full of confusion.

Still young?

She's already an adult!

How is she still young?

Kuisi immediately reached out, stopped Red from following.

She asked, "Red, what does Master Lynn mean?"

Red scratched his head, "I guess it's not about age, maybe it's something else?"

Breaking free from Kuisi's hands, Red quickly caught up with Lynn ahead.

Watching the few of them walking away, Kuisi remained puzzled.

"Still young...not age..."

Kuisi finally thought of Master Lynn's gaze when he left.

She immediately lowered her head, looking at her front.

Turns out it's about that being small!

A blush instantly spread across her face.

...

Inside the textile workshop.

Bundles of coarse wool were stored in the raw material storage area.

Appointed foreman by Lynn, Yimini, immediately came to Lynn.

She bent her body, her tone full of respect, called: "Master Lynn!"

Lynn asked, "How is the progress on robe and trouser production?"

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