A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Chapter 381: Keep Calm and Prepare for Some Mind-blowing Extraordinary Economics - I

Beyond the borders of Pelican City, one could witness a scene almost hyperbolically encircled by a golden sea, a result of the city lord's adherence to the directives of Count Watson—or rather, Ansel —who allotted a generous ten acres of farmland to each peasant.

Upon the twenty acres toiled by James and Laurel, a staggering fifty tons of wheat were harvested in just seven days!

On the most fertile lands of the southern territories, a single acre typically yields about five hundred kilograms of wheat per harvest. However, the same measure of land, when enhanced by soil enhancement potions, can produce a quintuple yield, reaching an impressive two and a half tons.

To conceptualize fifty tons of wheat: the population of Pelican City barely exceeds ten thousand, and the output of these seven days, even after accounting for the losses incurred in milling wheat into flour and then flour into food, would afford each individual three to four kilograms of sustenance.

For an individual, three to four kilograms of food could signify affluence for half a month.

In a mere week, two people managed to cultivate enough to feed the entire city for over a fortnight with surplus to spare.

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This transcends mere farming; it is akin to casting spells—in a theoretical sense, it is indeed spellcasting.

Thus, on the eighth day, the day following the completion of the harvest, the granaries of Pelican City were bursting at the seams.

The city's agricultural industry was in an uproar as grain merchants purchased vast quantities of wheat, swiftly transporting it to the sole flour mill and other wheat-processing facilities within the city. The mill's output was then immediately distributed to all manner of shops, bakeries, confectioneries, and general stores...

This once-impoverished city was now a frenzy of activity, displaying an unprecedented level of economic vigor.

After all, the yield and quality of the wheat were astonishingly high, and the more astute merchants of Pelican City sensed an opportunity for immense wealth.

— That field was destined to draw the gaze of the entire Watson territory, perhaps even the Empire itself.

However, despite the collective efforts of the city's merchants, the first batch of wheat could not be entirely consumed—there was simply too much for the population of Pelican City to absorb.

That day, when Laurel requested an advance payment, James was terrified. Never before had he, always the one squeezed by merchants, dared to ask for prepayment from such a magnate.

But Reginald, after a brief moment of surprise, agreed cleanly and then produced an amount of money James had never seen before, enough to dazzle him.

It was gold coins! James had never seen a gold coin in his life!

Although Laurel quickly spent the money, and in ways James couldn't understand, it didn't stop him from being astounded by the sum.

Nor did it prevent him... from feeling exhilarated about the future Laurel had described to him.

"However..."

Reginald's smile suddenly faded a bit.

Just the slight downturn of his lips was enough to make Jame's heart stop for two seconds.

"Just the two of you, while sufficient to dominate Greenridge City's food market over time, expanding to the entirety of Watson's domain will prove... challenging."

"You could seek out other farmers," Laurel suggested, his stubby fingers awkwardly holding the wine glass, a somewhat comical sight. Yet, his stance in confronting Reginald was something James believed he could never achieve.

"Of course, I've tried," Reginald said, squinting slightly, "I believe, during this period, many merchants have as well, but..."

"They all refused, they all told me, told the other merchants..."

"To come to you."

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