Having just seen this wretched scene in the cellar, Field was in despair.
Luckily, the sky was the limit, and Field only searched a few places before finding unopened wine barrels.
"Knock knock~"
Gently tapping on the barrel, a low muffled sound came out from inside, Field's heart beat two beats faster, and joy immediately floated to his eyebrows, but he was worried that he was happy for nothing, so he pretended to be calm: "Open this barrel, and hopefully it's filled with fine wine and not tentacles."
The gray mist only corrupts plants and animals, dead things don't usually turn into monsters, provided the wine is properly sealed.
The guards struggled to pry open the cask, and with a loud "wave", the aroma of mellow wine filled the room with abandon.
To smell top quality wine in a winery full of rotting stench and monsters, this weird experience was comparable to looking for shrimp in the toilet.
"This is it! The Black Pearl Wine that has gone out of print in the Empire." Feld was so excited that he excitedly waved his fists and instructed the wine-craving guard beside him, "Call my butler, Kao, and count the number of drinkable barrels here."
Seeing that Feld was immersed in joy, Ashena cautiously advised, "Lord Lord, even fine wine should be consumed in moderation."
Many lords were ruined by alcoholism and stayed in bars and fireworks all day.
"Don't worry, Ashena, I don't want any of this wine."
Feld preferred iced tea or cola to wine.
"These fine wines that have been out of print for ten years are all liquid gold, as long as they are transported to the capital of the empire, no, as long as they are sent to any nearby city, they will immediately bring us a huge amount of gold coin income."
As for exactly how much it was worth, it depended on how much wine was here.
But Feld could be sure that those dignitaries would definitely squeeze their heads for the famous wine.
"Oh~" with a slender finger pointing on her lips, Asuna had a thoughtful look on her face, "Since the Black Pearl Wine is so valuable, we can also make wine, and the Starry Night Grand Winery is in our hands anyway."
"You're right, but that's something to consider only if we're guaranteed safety."
Handing the wine cellar over to Cael, Feld finally had time to examine his territory.
With the winery as the center, roughly the size of an elementary school's playground, this circle was all land occupied by Feld.
As long as there was no gray fog shrouding it and people could conduct activities on it, it was considered a true territory. As for what was on the territory, it didn't matter as of right now, as it was full of decayed plants and creatures that would have to be eradicated before they could be considered.
"Now, the challenge has only officially begun."
Feld walked around the outermost part of the path, the ridges of the fields were filled with much less decayed creatures as the lords cleaned them up, and it looked somewhat earthly at last.
The lords had pushed together a single monstrous corrupted creature, monsters that had no ability to fight, but whose very existence was pollution. The ragged wood cleaned out of the large winery was just the thing to waste, thrown into the pile of monsters and set ablaze.
Cat-call spring-like screams rang out, accompanied by a zippy sizzling sound, and large clouds of gray smoke poured out from within the monster's body.
"Oh my god, the Valkyrie is above, these devil's minions have finally been cleaned up."
The maid slapped her chest and yelled in an exaggerated tone.
The female slaves who were working, on the other hand, cast envious gazes.
Being able to go in and out of the castle, eating the leftovers of the noble lord, and having the luxury of rest time during the week was enough to make the slaves' eyes redden.
"Shears, I need you to do something."
Felder finished strolling through the territory, and before issuing a new decree, he planned to meet his servants.
"My lord, you said..."
The maid clippers' smiles immediately tightened, like a grasshopper that had been startled, and even their loud voices went on hiatus. Even though Fielder had, before, been acting cowardly and stupid, he was still an existence that civilians looked up to.
Fields had been busy with pioneering matters for the past two days, ignoring many things, and he now realized that there was a huge class gap in this world.
Remember the anecdote that happened to Feld's cheap father.
A rival noble intended to surprise attack the family's caravan, but happened to be bumped into by a peasant at the noble's ambush site, so that peasant immediately came to the castle and told the count about the enemy's plot, and the count then killed the enemy in a big defeat.
As a matter of fact, the peasant should have received a monetary reward, but the count hanged the peasant in public when he returned from his victory.
The reason: the disgusting feces and dirt on the peasant's lowly shoes left lowly footprints on the count's carpet.
In the eyes of the nobles, the lords were a pile of shit, and the slaves were even worse than shit.
Feld was no saint, he wasn't going to overthrow himself, nor would he go completely native and turn into an outright feudal aristocrat.
"Just let my lords have a good life." Feld thought to himself, "Of course, it would have to be obedient lords."
"Shearer, gather all those who serve me, I have something to say."
"Yes, my lord." Shearer immediately lifted his apron and took off at a trot.
The butler was the first to arrive, after all, among the crowd of household servants, he had the highest status, and Shearer was rightfully the first to inform him.
"My lord, the number of wine barrels has not yet been counted, it will take at least two days." Steward Cao ran in panting, he looked skinny, not even a few pairs of meat on his thighs, his life seemed to be very difficult.
However, his wages were the highest in the entire territory, with 5 silver coins and 50 copper coins a month, at the same time, matters such as purchasing and counting would be given to him, and as long as he put his mind to it, his income could be doubled several times.
Normally, 1 copper coin in the empire, can buy a black bread, that is, rye bran bread, there will even be wood chips and bark inside. Unlike what modern people think of as bread, black bread is as hard as a rock, and a hard nibble can chip off your teeth. The correct way to eat it was to soak it in hot broth to soften it, and then eat it with coarse salt grains that were full of impurities.
The taste is neither wheat flavor, nor sweet, only salty with bitter.
But even with such trashy food, many people working for a day may not be able to earn two bread money, and in the end, they can only become slaves.
The maidservants, manservants and cooks were all paid 15 copper coins per day, which would be 4 silver coins and 50 copper coins a month.
It didn't take long for Field to meet his servants, two maidservants, a manservant and a cook.
In modern society, having two or three servants was a very impressive thing, but in the Middle Ages, Field could only be counted as a poor nobleman, his sister, the woman who sent the cavalry to attempt to run him over, and there were twenty manservants alone, in charge of chopping vegetables, mincing meat, leading horses and even manicuring nails.
Fielder's godly eyes swept over everyone, and they all lowered their heads to avoid eye contact with the lord, it was rude behavior.