The serfs of Wuyou Snake Manor had gone mad for planting trees.
Seeing that Magic Potion Tunic was almost filled with all kinds of saplings, Russell happily came up with another idea.
"Charles."
"My lord, please give your orders."
"There is plenty of wasteland within the manor, and we haven't had enough hands to cultivate it over the years. I plan to plant it all with trees, all kinds of trees." Russell said. Wuyou Snake Manor was mainly grassland, with only one patch of birch forest.
A population of nearly four thousand was not enough to cultivate the vast territory of nearly twenty thousand hectares, so most of the land remained wasteland.
The wasteland was overgrown with weeds. In the past, it had been an excellent habitat for Wuyou Snakes, but Baron Roman had taken away most of them. In addition, many serfs who kept livestock brought their sheep, horses, donkeys, and the like there to graze.
Over time, Wuyou Snakes had nearly vanished.
"The nutrients provided by weeds are far inferior to excellent forage grasses like alfalfa, so there is no need to keep the wasteland for grazing." Charles agreed with Russell's idea. "My lord, I'll gather the Tunic Chiefs at once and arrange the tree planting."
"Use the same method as Magic Potion Tunic, but reduce the reward from one copper coin per tree to one copper coin per ten trees... Make this a long-term task. The serfs can plant trees whenever they have spare time."
Charles flattered him, "My lord, you are truly too generous. Being serfs in your territory is the greatest fortune these four thousand people of Wuyou Snake Manor could possibly have!"
Russell smiled as well. "My generosity extends to everyone, Charles. If you want to earn some extra money, you can plant trees