NABC Chapter 201 - 201 200 Rolands Letter
Chapter 201 - 201 200 Rolands Letter
Chapter 201: Chapter 200 Roland’s Letter Chapter 201: Chapter 200 Roland’s Letter Bamboo wasn’t planted by Russell at Magic Medicine Tun, but near the Cigar Courtyard, not only because he liked bamboo, but the larger reason was that there was only one magical fungus available for the time being.
Throughout Glowing Valley, bamboo hadn’t been discovered yet; even during his previous visit to Tributary River Mouth, he seemingly hadn’t seen any plants similar to bamboo. Thus, it was difficult to grow a bamboo garden.
He could only ask the merchant caravans from Fluorescent Castle to help
It likewise further encouraged the peasants to search for any possible bamboo fungi.
After all, discovering a magical creature not only rewarded one with a handsome sum but also the opportunity to have lunch with the Lord—an enviable and eagerly awaited dual benefit of fame and fortune.
“As you wish, milord,” Butler Morris replied.
Charlie, at the luncheon, trembling with nervousness, tasted many delicacies he had never enjoyed before, drank fine Pink Blush wine usually reserved for the nobility, and even received a set of new clothes from the Lord as a reward.
After eating his fill and donning new attire, he was transported back home by the carriage from Cigar Courtyard.
Charlie’s marvellous experiences that day spread rapidly throughout the entire Wuyao Snake Manor, as if given wings.
“Have you heard? Old Charlie from Wheat Hamlet discovered a Spirit Insect!”
“Indeed, the Lord rewarded him with a Gold Coin!”
“That’s not even the half of it. Old Charlie was also invited to the Manor’s annex, to have a meal with the Lord himself. That guy got to eat bread white as snow and drink wine as orange as the sunset—pure heaven!”
“By the Great Dragon, old Charlie really hit the jackpot!”
“It’s because our Lord is generous and kind-hearted. Charlie just stumbled upon a fungus, didn’t do much, and he made a fortune.”
“I’m not talking to you guys anymore, I’m going to look around the fields.”
“Ah, I’ll take a look around too. If I run into a fungus, the Lord might even reward me with a Gold Coin!”
“Quit your daydreaming; by the Great Dragon, that Gold Coin reward should come to me!”
That day, and for several days after, the serfs didn’t do their work attentively. They always looked for an excuse to wander around the wasteland, hoping to find some odd plants. If they were identified as bamboo fungus, wouldn’t that be an immediate fulfillment of life?
The lineup at the Temporary Office’s door grew long as the serfs, regardless of whether the plants they found were bamboo fungus or not, all wanted to try their luck.
If luck was poor, they faced chastisement from officials, at worst getting whipped a couple of times.
But if the eyes of the great dragon of the house were to glance their way, they might, like old Charlie’s family, suddenly live a life free of worry about food and drink.
Ten thousand copper coins, oh, how much black bread that could buy!
Such days continued until November, as the intense heat of summer began to retreat and the land entered a bustling harvest season. Wheat, barley, lentils—were all ready to be harvested, and after this crop, there was still time to plant one more round of short-term crops.
Just in time before the icy period arrives and the land freezes over again, they could enjoy another harvest.
Hixililu!
A horse galloped in—it was Raphael, the messenger from Fluorescent Castle, bringing three letters for Russell.
One was a routine letter from Fluorescent Castle; Mr. Roman, knowing Russell had acquired another Spirit Insect, naturally wanted to extend his congratulations and encouragement.
Another letter came from Red Castle and was signed Roland Yingguangjun.
“Hmm, big brother has written back,” Russell quickly opened the letter, and after reading it, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.