Chapter 53 Thank you, Xiao 8
Harold checked the condition of the experimental field and prepared to leave. Not long after he walked out, he saw a group of scholars dressed in the uniforms of the House of the Decrees coming to his experimental field.
Several people were talking loudly, their tone full of excitement and joy. After a while, one of them took out a camera and took a group photo of the others.
Is my field a holy place to check in?
The corners of Harold's mouth twitched. He really didn't know what was so good about a piece of soil.
But as long as they are not here to cause trouble, let them be.
Harold thought.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon, almost evening, and the sun's altitude angle was very small. Harold picked up a branch and stuck it into the ground, observing the ratio of the branch to the shadow.
Then, based on this ratio, he calculated how high the wall should be and how far it should be built from the fields so that the peaches could get sunlight throughout the day.
As a result, he found that if he wanted to ensure sunlight, he needed to build the wall far away from the fields. If he wanted to build a four-meter wall, he would have to enclose almost one-eighth of the open space on the hill.
So he gave up the idea of building a wall and began to consider hiring the old men and women in the city to help him look after the farmland. He would need to pay them at least 8,000 Mora per person per day. From the time the peaches sprouted to maturity, this expenditure would be a huge sum.
Moreover, he couldn't ask someone to watch over the fields for him at night. That was unrealistic. Although in his previous life, many farmers would choose to build houses and live next to the fields to prevent people from stealing fruits and vegetables in the middle of the night, Haroldt didn't think that the money he paid was worth it for these residents to do this.
Harold thought of several methods, but after much thought, he felt that it would be simpler, more economical and more effective to catch a deliberately sabotaging scholar named Euler and hang him on a rack beside the field as a warning to others.
So he decided to let nature take its course and at most mention it to the forest rangers, asking them to capture any scholars who destroyed his crops and hand them over to him for punishment.
Returning to Nasrin's house, Harold paid for the furs and cloth, a total of 300,000 Mora.
As of now, Azar has allocated him 16.5 million Mora for experimental funds, and he still has 2.8 million Mora in his original savings.
Funds are tight.
Harold sighed in his heart and told himself that there was no rush. Dolly had already made the freeze-dried product, and when she was ready to sell it to the public, he would get a large sum of money.
After saying goodbye to Nasrin, Haroldt came to the blacksmith shop with the bag and asked the blacksmith to make two pairs of stirrups for him. As for accessories such as buckles and saddles, he could not customize them for the time being because he did not have the relevant dimensions of the two beasts of burden.
He admired his master's craftsmanship in the blacksmith shop. The blacksmith in Huachengguo was also proficient in making leather products, so Haroldt planned to let him do the work of making buckles and saddles in the future.
He then took the things back to his laboratory by boat.
It was already seven o'clock in the evening and the sky had completely darkened. Harold checked the condition of the two beasts of burden again.
He had only fed them a little food today, and they were still hungry, but at least they had eaten, so when Harold approached, they all stood up and walked towards him, rubbing their heads against the wall as if to please him.
Harold knew that they had become somewhat dependent on him at this point, so he fed them more food and water. After eating, they happily rubbed their heads against the wall and made low growls from their throats.
This sound was different from the normal roar of a beast of burden, and Harold guessed that it was the sound of the beast of burden's clamps.
Leaving the house where the beasts of burden were, Haroldt walked into his laboratory. He took out the cloth and fur from the woven bags, spread sheets and blankets on the rock bed in the laboratory, and covered all the stone benches and stone tables with cloth.
Now his laboratory finally seemed to have some warmth, but these things were very ugly, and were a far cry from the layout of the house he rented in Xumi City.
If Kavi were to see his laboratory, he would be shocked by how ugly it was.
However, Harold was quite satisfied with what he had done. He sat down on the modified chair, opened his book and notebook and continued his research work.
Even if he had to feed beasts of burden and eat flowers every day, even if he had to run around for various things, he would never let his progress in academic subjects fall behind the second place.
No one can catch up with my progress, no one!
God of Volume, start! !
Harold wrote furiously and worked for three hours straight. He felt some pain in his spine, so he stood up and walked around the "prison" area to take a look at the flowers.
Harold was not surprised that none of the children, Ada or Xiao Shiqi, reacted to his arrival. But when he walked to Xiao Shiba's cage, Xiao Shiba crawled out of the soil.
hiss.
Harold put his hand under his lips, thinking. What was this? A welcome? A way to trick the flowers into pleasing humans?
If that's the case, it's really amazing. Xiao Shiba really has an IQ beyond its peers.
Is this highly intelligent liar an isolated case? Will its offspring also have such intelligence?
Harold was really looking forward to the next stage of the experiment. He really wanted to slice the Little Eighteen into slices as soon as possible to see if it could produce more and smarter deceptive flowers.
If it is really possible, then the owners of the Eye of God might want to have such a flower as a pet, and he can make a fortune again.
Thinking of this, Harold looked at Little Eighteen with eyes full of love, as if he was looking at his own eldest son who had passed the imperial examination.
"Thank you for your kindness, Little Eighteen," Harold said to Little Eighteen, "I look forward to more surprises from you."
As a deceitful flower, Xiao Shiba naturally did not understand human language, but it could feel that Harold's attitude was obviously kinder than before. It thought that it had successfully conquered this human, so it waved its leaves happily.
"Go back," Harold said to Little Eighteen.
Xiao Shiba was able to understand the meaning of this sentence, so he immediately burrowed back into the soil and turned into a mint plant.
Hmm? Mint?
To differentiate yourself from other scammers?
really interesting.
The corners of Harold's mouth curled up. He had a hunch that his research progress would definitely be accelerated because of Xiao Shiba.
Returning to his desk with a happy mood, Harold rechecked what he had written before. He used the method explored by Kavi and Elhaisen to try to decipher an ancient Sumeru script that had not yet been clearly defined. The progress was currently slow.
He found that the records in one ancient book alone could not provide him with more information and inspiration, so he took out a second ancient book that used the same characters for comparison and tried to guess the meaning of some ideographic characters.
They worked until one o'clock in the morning. After preparing for bed, Haroldt lay down on the bed in the laboratory. The stone bed covered with animal fur was very comfortable to sleep on, and Harold fell into a deep sleep in a short while.
He woke up at seven in the morning, washed up, tore the bread into pieces, soaked it in boiling water and ate it. The feeling of the bread crumbs sticking to his hands reminded him of the meat grinder in his kitchen in his previous life.
So he decided to add a meat grinder and a coffee machine to his equipment purchasing plan. In his opinion, these things could not only improve his quality of life, but also improve his research efficiency.