Chapter 27: Five Thousand Pounds a Day

Zhao Hai was troubled by the weapon issue when suddenly a voice came, saying, "The corn has matured, please harvest it as soon as possible."

Zhao Hai was taken aback but quickly reacted. He glanced at Mei Lin and said, "Grandma Mei Lin, the corn I planted has matured. I need to go to the space to harvest it. Do you want to come?"

Since he had already taken Mei Lin to the space before, there was no problem taking her again. However, Mei Lin was not a piece of wood or a stone; he still respected her greatly. Therefore, even if he was going to enter the space, he would still seek her opinion.

When Mei Lin heard Zhao Hai say this, she also wanted to see the space. She nodded and said, "Sure, young master, I also want to see the space." Zhao Hai nodded and, with a thought, the two of them appeared in the space.

The radishes in the space had only sprouted small leaves since they were planted in the morning, but the corn had already fully matured.

The mature corn was different from what Zhao Hai had seen in the game. In the game, even when the corn was mature, it was still green. In the space, however, the leaves of the corn had already dried up. However, these corns were very robust, with nearly fifty-centimeter-long ears. The kernels had burst through the husks, revealing a golden yellow color that made one hungry just by looking at them.

Clearly, Mei Lin had never seen corn before and did not know how to handle it. She just looked at the corn curiously, not knowing where to start.

Zhao Hai walked happily to the side of the cornfield, broke off a large ear of corn, and peeled off the outer husk. The golden yellow ear of corn was covered with plump kernels, indicating a high yield. Calculating by this yield, these two acres of land could produce at least five thousand pounds of corn. If all of it were used as seeds, it would be enough to plant a thousand acres of land. In the future, they could harvest once a day, so they wouldn't have to worry about food anymore.

Zhao Hai handed the ear of corn to Mei Lin with a smile and said, "Grandma Mei Lin, look, this is corn. After simple processing, it can be used as food. Although it's not very delicious, it can fill you up. These two acres of corn can produce more than five thousand pounds. If all of it is used as seeds, it would be enough to plant a thousand acres of land. In the future, we can harvest once a day, so we won't have to worry about food."

Mei Lin took the ear of corn and stared at Zhao Hai, saying, "Young master, you mean we can harvest more than five thousand pounds of food every day?"

Zhao Hai nodded with a smile. He knew what Mei Lin was thinking. Five thousand pounds of food might not seem like much for over a hundred people, but five thousand pounds every day was a terrifying number. The corn in the space matured in about fourteen hours, so harvesting five thousand pounds a day was actually an understatement.

Seeing Zhao Hai's expression, Mei Lin's face turned red with excitement, and she kept muttering, "Five thousand pounds a day, five thousand pounds a day."

Zhao Hai smiled slightly and said, "Alright, Grandma Mei Lin, corn isn't very tasty, but we can plant other things in the future. For now, this is a transitional period, so we can only plant this."

Mei Lin snapped back to her senses and quickly said, "No, young master, don't plant anything else, just plant this. This is the highest-yielding food I've ever heard of. Young master, we won't plant anything else, just this." She was so excited that she was almost incoherent.

Zhao Hai smiled and said, "Alright, we won't plant anything else, just this. Grandma Mei Lin, don't be so excited. There are many high-yielding foods, though not as high as corn, they are more delicious. Don't worry, I have a plan."

Mei Lin nodded when she heard Zhao Hai say this and said, "That's good, young master. Let's start harvesting now. Do we need to thresh the grain?"

Zhao Hai smiled slightly and said, "No problem, I'm in charge here." He then said in a deep voice, "Harvest the corn, separate the kernels, stalks, and cobs."

The corn cob is actually a refined term. In Zhao Hai's hometown, corn is called "bao mi," and the cob is the part where the kernels grow, known as "bao mi hu zi," which is also good for burning.

Zhao Hai wanted to see if the space could accept such a complex command. If it could, he could be sure that the space was completely under his control.

Mei Lin looked at Zhao Hai in confusion, not knowing who he was talking to. However, what happened next in the space left her speechless. A basket with the word "harvest" on it flew up, and then all the corn flew into the basket.

In no time, the corn from the two acres of land was harvested. Before Mei Lin could react, Zhao Hai quickly walked to the warehouse door, touched the warehouse, and then relaxed, letting out a long breath and laughing heartily.

Mei Lin, who was by Zhao Hai's side, quickly asked, "Young master, what are you laughing about? What's happening?" She pointed to the empty field.

Zhao Hai smiled and said, "Nothing, Grandma Mei Lin, didn't I tell you that I'm in charge here? So, whether it's planting or harvesting, I don't have to worry about it."

Mei Lin said excitedly, "That's great, young master. Should we plant the land now?"

Zhao Hai nodded but was still very cautious. With a thought, a handful of corn kernels appeared in his hand, the same ones he had just stored in the warehouse.

As soon as Zhao Hai took out the corn, the space's prompt sounded again, saying, "Type: Corn, Quality: Excellent, Can be used as seeds, Can be taken out of the space."

Zhao Hai's face lit up, and he let out a long breath. He said in a deep voice, "Plant the corn." As soon as he said this, a small spade flew to the cornfield and started tilling the land. Then, the seeds appeared as if out of nowhere and fell to the ground, and the bucket started watering the land.

Mei Lin watched in amazement. She had never seen such a magical space before, let alone heard of it.

In no time, the two acres of land were replanted. Zhao Hai nodded and then walked to the radish field, checking the radishes. He wasn't worried about pests, as the space could automatically deal with them, and he believed it would alert him if there were any problems.

Mei Lin stood by Zhao Hai's side, extremely happy. With this magical space, the Buda family's rise to power would be a simple matter.

Seeing that there were no problems with the radishes, Zhao Hai stood up and turned to Mei Lin with a smile, saying, "Grandma Mei Lin, let's go out." Mei Lin nodded, and with a thought, the two of them appeared in the castle's living room.

Zhao Hai looked outside; they hadn't been in the space for long, and there were no changes outside. He nodded and turned to Mei Lin, saying, "Grandma Mei Lin, let's take out the corn stalks and cobs. With these, we won't have to worry about firewood anymore."

Mei Lin quickly nodded and said, "Alright, young master, follow me. Let's put these things in the kitchen."

Zhao Hai shook his head and said, "No, Grandma Mei Lin, these things need to be dried in the sun. Otherwise, they will still be damp. Once they are completely dry, we can store them in the warehouse."

Mei Lin nodded and said, "Alright, let's put them outside the castle. There isn't enough space inside."

Zhao Hai nodded and followed Mei Lin outside the castle to the land they had improved the day before. This land couldn't be planted yet, so Zhao Hai planned to put the corn stalks and cobs here. This would prevent the improved soil from being blown away and also hide the different color of the land from the surrounding areas.

Looking at the corn stalks and cobs on the empty land, Zhao Hai turned to Mei Lin and said, "Grandma Mei Lin, we can use these for cooking. Although they don't burn as well as wood, they can still be used. If the slaves are cold at night, they can also use these for warmth."

Mei Lin looked at the two large piles of firewood and smiled. She was no longer worried about firewood. She nodded and said, "Alright, young master, I'll take care of it."

Zhao Hai nodded and looked at the sky, saying, "Grandma Mei Lin, it's getting late. Meg and the others will probably be back for lunch soon. After lunch, we can arrange for people to collect stones. It's a pity we don't have a blacksmith; otherwise, we could have modified some of the iron tools into weapons."

There were few craftsmen among the slaves, and even fewer blacksmiths. The slave owners were afraid that if the slaves learned blacksmithing, they would make weapons to rebel, so they never let them touch such things. Even if they encountered a slave who knew blacksmithing, it was usually someone who had been a blacksmith before becoming a slave.

Mei Lin also knew that if the farming tools were not modified, they would not be as handy as stone weapons. Besides, they had no fuel to modify the iron tools.

Zhao Hai led Mei Lin back to the castle. Mei Lin went to prepare lunch, while Zhao Hai sat in the hall, quietly thinking.

They were now facing a huge crisis. If the monsters and undead creatures from the Corpse Swamp really came out, what could they use to stop them? Moreover, if these things came out, his entire breeding plan would be ruined, which was his biggest concern.

Breeding was a significant part of his future plans. Abandoning it would be a great loss, but without solving the threat of the Corpse Swamp, they couldn't raise anything. To establish a breeding farm, they first needed to solve the problem of the Corpse Swamp.

But how could they solve this problem? For so many years, many experts had come to the continent, but the Corpse Swamp was still one of the forbidden areas. Relying on his space? That didn't seem to help much. Zhao Hai was at a loss.