Chapter 65: 65 Returning to Shanlin Town

In Shanlin Town, inside the Blacksmith Shop of the blacksmith Kalesi, four people were gathered at this moment—the Steward of Shanlin Castle, Chaha'er, the blacksmith Kalesi and his son Ba'er, and the son of the carpenter William, Lamu.

Having spent so many days, Kalesi had already finished forging the plowshare for the Curved Plow, and after reporting the situation to Chaha'er, he had invited Lamu, the son of William and a carpenter's apprentice, to come and lend a hand, completing the construction of the Curved Plow's body.

Why didn't he look for the more skilled carpenter William?

It was truly because William had been very busy these past few days; Kalesi had a task assigned by the Lord, and William had one too.

Moreover, working with Black Iron Wood was truly an exhausting job, much more difficult than processing other types of wood.

If not for Chaha'er's coordination, William would not have been willing to let his son come over to help Kalesi.

"Finished!"

Amidst the excited shout, Kalesi, with the help of Lamu, finally finished the assembly of the Curved Plow.

The plow tip, plow bed, plow wall, plowshare, plow beam, and so on—everything was complete. Not to mention, if using Luoning's blueprints as a reference, the degree of restoration of the Curved Plow by Kalesi and Lamu was quite high.

"Hahaha~"

Kalesi laughed loudly, walked to the side, picked up an earthenware jar of wine, and took a sip, his cheeks turning red. "After so many days, I've finally finished the task assigned by the Lord!"

He was not only happy about this matter, but what made him even happier was having produced this plow.

Any craftsman, whether a blacksmith, carpenter, or mason, looks at what they have completed as if looking at a work of art.

Not to mention that the Curved Plow was an unprecedented object; although it was created by the Lord, as the first person to forge it with his own hands, it was enough for him to brag about for a lifetime.

Ba'er and Lamu could also brag about this for a lifetime. One was a blacksmith's apprentice and the other a carpenter's apprentice, yet they had participated in the creation of such an Advanced item; just thinking about it felt like living in a dream.

Chaha'er looked at the plow in front of him from left to right, up and down, his eyes shining with great anticipation.

"Well done, Kalesi. I think when the Lord sees this Curved Plow, he will definitely praise your craftsmanship!"

He fiddled with the plow tip; this plow was quite a bit heavier than the Light Plow currently being used in the fields, and its structure was much more complex.

"I wonder how it will be to use, and if it will be more effective than the Light Plow?"

They trusted Luoning, but when faced with new things, there would always be doubts in their hearts.

"How about we move it out and find an ox to test it?"

Both young apprentices were eager to try, with one ready to move the plow body and the other ready to move the Jia Xia.

"No, no, no!"

Kalesi hurriedly stopped the two young men's intentions. "You two little brats, don't mess around. If you break it, we won't have time to make a new one before the Lord returns."

The flames in the eyes of the two apprentices died down.

Indeed, although the plow body was made of ordinary wood, Lamu was only a carpenter's apprentice with not-so-solid skills. With Ba'er's help, it had taken him many days to complete the construction of the plow body. If this were broken, he really wouldn't know how to answer to the Lord.

Chaha'er pondered for a moment. "Calculating the time, the Lord has been away from the territory for more than half a month, and it is about time for him to return from Muma City."

Although Luoning had told Chaha'er before leaving that this trip might take a relatively long time, he hadn't expected it to take so long, making him increasingly anxious.

He had only just taken on the role of Steward, and although he had been busy as a bee these days, it felt as if he had started a new life, and he was very happy in his heart.

If the Lord were to suddenly just disappear, that would truly be a painful thing.

"Let's not touch it for now."

Chaha'er decided, "We will wait until the Lord returns and then show it to him. Perhaps the Lord will even give us suggestions for modifications."

"The Steward is right!"

Kalesi agreed very much. "It is better to wait for the Lord to see it first."

Just at this moment, a Guard ran over quickly. "Steward, the Lord has returned!"

"Returned?"

Chaha'er was overjoyed, and his hanging heart finally landed. "Where is the Lord?"

"Almost at the town,"

the Guard replied, "The Lord told us to notify you and the Administrator to hurry over; he has matters to arrange."

"Alright, alright!"

Chaha'er hurried out, and before leaving, he turned back to instruct Kalesi, "You all keep an eye on it. If there are any places that can be improved, change them first. After I report to the Lord later, I will see when he has time to take a look at the Curved Plow."

The three of them hurriedly agreed, their hearts becoming nervous and unsettled.

The Lord had returned and was going to inspect their results. Although the Lord was benevolent, if he were dissatisfied, they would be in trouble.

"Come on, polish the plow body until it's smoother!"

Kalesi called out, and with the two apprentices, he continued to polish it.

Leaving aside what was happening at the Blacksmith Shop, at this moment, Luoning was leading the caravan and the Slaves as they slowly passed the boundary marker and returned to the town.

Returning for the second time, Luoning had the feeling of coming home; this land belonged to him.

The procession slowly walked through the simple, dilapidated Shanlin Dajie (the road that passed through the town center and led straight to Shanlin Castle). The shop owners along the street, and the farmers and Serfs who happened to pass by, recognized the Lord this time and began to bow in the direction of Luoning, while shouting "Lord."

More than half a month had passed, and the fact that Luoning was the master of Shanlin Town had been known and accepted by all the residents.

Luoning rode on his horse, a kind smile on his face, greeting the residents who bowed and paid their respects to him, appearing very approachable.

The Slaves following behind the procession were greatly shocked to see this scene; in their view, this noble who had purchased them seemed to be truly respected by ordinary people.

No wonder, no wonder he let them eat their fill every day; where else could one find such a good noble Lord?

Some Slaves who had recovered a bit of their ability to think even began to self-hypnotize, wanting to work wholeheartedly for their master.

Before long, a figure darted out from the side of the procession; it was Chaha'er who had run over.

"My Lord, you have finally returned!"

Chaha'er said excitedly. To be honest, he had been startled just now when he saw so many people, not understanding what was going on.

"Long time no see, my Steward."

Luoning greeted him with a smile. "How is the situation at the castle?"

"Everything at the castle is fine. The Squat Toilet you ordered before you left has been completely built!"

Chaha'er replied hurriedly, "Under Dawei's protection, there have been no problems at the castle. In addition, the production of the Curved Plow at Kalesi's place has also been completed; everything is progressing very smoothly!"

As he spoke, Administrator Wilson rode over on horseback, dismounted before Luoning, and bowed respectfully, "Lord Luoning, welcome back!"

"Long time no see, Mr. Administrator."

Luoning greeted him just as kindly, "How have things been lately?"

"Rest assured, my Lord, I have already finished dividing the town into villages and groups; whenever it is convenient for you, I am ready to report to you at any time!"

"Very good!"

Luoning offered some praise, then pointed to the hundred or so Slaves behind him,

"We can discuss the report later; these people are Slaves I bought back from Muma City. Now I need you and Chahaer to work together to settle them in, provide food and shelter, and furthermore, their information must be registered in the records, just like the previous census."

Wilson and Chahaer simultaneously scanned the crowd, who looked to be in quite good condition; they had not expected these people to be Slaves, as their mental state was a bit too good.

Chahaer and Wilson bowed and said, "As you wish, my Lord!"

Sorry, I accidentally set the timer for 8:00 PM tomorrow night; luckily I just saw it.

(End of this chapter)