Bean sprouts and yellow chives could be said to be among the few vegetables edible even during the cold Ice Age.
With just a little guidance from Russell, Mrs. Sharby had produced bean sprouts and yellow chives, then promoted them throughout Wuyou Snake Manor. They were even spreading across Guangguang River Valley.
Life on the manor during the Ice Age was harsh.
The serfs could only eat pickles and salted sauces. Fresh vegetables were simply beyond their reach.
The nobles, however, had no such worries. They could naturally build greenhouses with metal and gemstones to grow vegetables. Even if a castle did not build greenhouses, fresh vegetables could be transported from the perpetually springlike Volcanic Oasis.
Thus, no noble lord had ever considered trying to let the common people eat fresh vegetables during the Ice Age.
Letting them eat a little pickle and salted sauce and not freeze to death during the Ice Age was already considered merciful.
"Lord Master, when all the serfs in our settlement ate bean sprouts and yellow chives, they knelt and kowtowed, praising you!" Mrs. Sharby said happily. "And last time, when they ate tofu, everyone voluntarily kowtowed to you as well!"
To the serfs, tofu, bean sprouts, and yellow chives might have seemed like ordinary things, but they added an immense warmth and color to their lives.
Russell smiled faintly. "As the lord, I naturally have to consider my people. Not only must I make sure you have enough to eat, I must also make sure you eat well."
"Praise you, Lord Master. You truly are the embodiment of kindness and generosity!" Mrs. Sharby said sincerely.
"How are the newly arrived serfs settling into the village? Have they had any conflicts with the locals?" Russell asked.
"There were a few conflicts, but they were