It was easy enough for Romain to feed slaves.
But wasting resources and labor was something he could not tolerate.
After acquiring this batch of slaves, Sigg Town now had around 2,500 people.
Over this period, Sigg Town had only produced nine children. The population growth rate was painfully slow.
Although Romain had told every merchant ship passing through Sigg Town that he wanted to buy slaves,
so far, those small merchant caravans had not delivered large numbers of slaves to him, only scattered groups of one, two, three, four, or five.
For now, he still had to rely on Daken's connections.
Morey could also deal in slaves, but he was currently purchasing plow oxen and draft horses.
Among the slaves Daken had brought last time, Romain had temporarily selected ten who seemed fairly reliable as overseers and let them govern themselves, so long as they did not cause trouble.
The lack of lower-level managers gave Romain a headache.
The overseers in Sigg Town had shown no aptitude for improvement.
Or rather, they were still managing those fools with the mindset of medieval landlords.
Self-righteous and stingy!
If he and Seth had not kept a close eye on them, the meals assigned to the laborers would have long since been eaten away by these vermin.
The overseers in charge of the ovens and mills thought every day about how to mix sawdust, sand, and pebbles into the black bread, constantly playing wits against Seth over it.
They had angered Romain so badly that he had nearly chopped off their heads.
Earlier, the overseer in charge of farming tools had also opposed Romain when he reforged the iron plows.
If Romain had not overridden all objections, deep plowing alone would have been impossible.
The cowherd thought every day about how to