Farming with Entries: From Lord to Emperor-Chapter 513 - 266: I Will Step In If Necessary

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Within a week, the news that the boarmen were sent to the quarry spread quickly.

Since all the slave canteens in Frost Leaf Town are arranged together, the slaves can see how they are treated and chat occasionally while eating.

The intermediate slaves eat first, followed by the common slaves, while the highly skilled craftsman slaves have their own special meals, exchanging extra work points for dishes like roasted meat.

As for the heavy crime slaves, they eat whatever is left after everyone else has eaten, using broth to stave off hunger if there’s not enough.

This way, all the new arrivals of the alien race saw the boarmen eating "pig food" meal after meal.

Only on Wednesdays and weekends can the boarmen eat two pieces of dry, hard black bread.

Life is about comparison.

The new alien races saw the boarmen’s exhausted appearances and whip marks all over their bodies, making them feel even more fortunate.

Their gazes towards Luo De became tinged with more fear.

Just like at this moment, in the lord’s hall, the bearmen lowered their heads, not daring to look at Luo De.

Luo De placed the processed reports aside and asked casually, "How has this past week been, Bamunk?"

"Very good, my lord."

Bamunk bowed and replied, "No need to go out hunting, no danger, just breaking stones and cutting trees gives us something to eat—such a life was unimaginable before."

"Right now, I am just letting you get used to life in Frost Leaf Town; there will be many things to do in the future."

Luo De leaned back on his chair and asked, "I heard that you bearmen can raise bees?"

"Yes, this season is just right for capturing bees."

Bamunk said, "After capturing them and raising them, you can harvest some honey before winter arrives."

Luo De raised an eyebrow, "How exactly do you do it?"

"We can find wild hives, capture the queen bee, and take her back to the camp. The swarm will follow the queen and return to camp with us."

Bamunk explained:

"Then we hollow out sturdy dead trees, insert several horizontal wooden slats inside, and let the bees build their nests inside."

"There are generally three to four layers, with the top being where the queen lays eggs, the middle having honey, and the bottom being all debris."

"A large wooden plug hole is left on the side of the trunk, and in autumn, you open the plug to extract honey from inside..."

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Bamunk spoke with great interest, describing something similar to a beekeeper’s hive.

"Do the bees not sting you?"

Luo De asked curiously.

Bamunk chuckled twice,

"We bearmen have thick skin and are not afraid, plus there are special ways to soothe the bees."

Luo De nodded. If stable honey production could be achieved, it would indeed be a very good thing.

Honey is not just food; it can heal wounds, prevent infections, and is used in some magic potions.

"Then what do you do in winter?"

Luo De suddenly thought of a question, "Won’t the bees die in winter?"

Bamunk paused, then answered as if it were obvious:

"Don’t worry about them in winter; if they die, they die."

"Next spring, just capture new ones."

Luo De’s mouth twitched.

Staring at Bamunk for a while, Luo De asked, "Are you sure?"

"Of course, I’m sure."

Bamunk nodded like a pounding garlic.

"That’s how we bearmen do it."

"Capture a new batch of bees each year, and once the honey is harvested, we don’t bother with them."

Luo De rubbed his temples.

"Bamunk."

Luo De sighed,

"If you can let the bees survive winter, the honey yield in the second year would be higher, plus you wouldn’t need to retrain the bee swarms."

Bamunk blinked his small eyes.

"But... but they don’t produce honey in winter."

He said in confusion, "Why bother keeping them?"

Luo De looked at him deeply.

Though helpless, he also understood Bamunk’s reasoning.

After all, he was just a tribesman relying on a primitive, rugged way of life, lacking a mindset for sustainable development, which was to be expected.

"Never mind,"

Luo De waved a hand,

"First, capture bees in the usual way; I will arrange how to let them survive the winter."

"Yes, sir."

Bamunk felt relieved and then asked, "Then who should we ask to take us to capture them..."

"Tell Kael to contact the hunting team."

Luo De instructed, "They will arrange for you to go into the forest to find beehives."

Kael is now responsible for most of the affairs related to alien race slaves, similar to how Uthur manages wild men matters, sharing some of Lawrence’s workload.

"Remember, capture live bee swarms and don’t be too violent."

Luo De advised.

"Don’t worry, sir."

Bamunk patted his chest and assured, "We bearmen know bees best."

"Mm, go on quickly."

Luo De waved his hand.

Bamunk was about to turn and leave when he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Sir, there’s one more thing."

Bamunk reported: "I know the locations of other tribes, and deep within the Icefield Mountains, there is a tribe of white bearmen."

"White bearmen?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Luo De’s eyes lit up, "What difference do the white bearmen have from you?"

"They are basically our kind, but they can resist the cold better and prefer the cold."

"But if the lord needs, my tribesmen can lead the way."

"I like this news, Bamunk."

Luo De looked at Bamunk with satisfaction, leaned forward, quickly wrote a few lines on a piece of paper, and handed it to Bamunk.

"Take this paper to Kael, let him take you to Lawrence to get sugar and jerky, then deliver the news to Gang Le."

"The rest will be arranged by them."

Luo De was currently busy with many affairs and couldn’t manage everything personally.

For matters that could be assigned to others, Luo De only cared about the results now.

Bamunk bowed repeatedly, stepping forward to take the note in his hand.

Though he couldn’t read the wording above, Bamunk was certain this thing could be exchanged for food.

"Also, tell the other alien races that any who know news of their kind can also report it."