"Uwah-re..." Setting down her apple cider, the Wise Wolf Holo's face was flushed with a lovely blush. Naked as she was, she appeared incredibly bold. As she put down the bottle, the golden liquid trickled down her neck to her chest, adding a different kind of allure. "Indeed, your wine is the best in the world! It's simply perfect, the aroma and sweetness of the apples, the sedimentation after fermentation, the adjustment with honey, and then deep-aged in the cellar... Perfect! Absolutely perfect!"
Holo let out a "uwah" and trembled as if she had reached an orgasm.
"Alright, alright." Kayal smiled slightly and wiped the corner of his mouth. He was indeed a little proud of his harvest and methods, and admired them in his heart. Taking a sip of the fruit wine, he asked Holo, "I came today to ask for your help. Hmm, Holo, what do you think of the double-cropping I've managed to achieve?"
This adorable wolf had a sense for land mutations, rainfall, strong winds, blizzards, and other weather phenomena. Her knowledge of agriculture was even more profound than Kayal's, who came from a century of knowledge explosion two thousand five hundred years later. This was a racial talent, and Kayal could only defer to this great wolf, always consulting her first on agricultural matters.
Holo pondered for a moment, then lay on the fallen leaves, pushing them aside, her nose almost touching the soil.
"Not good, not good." Holo's expression was troubled. "This will put immense pressure on the land, and the harvest will likely not be very good."
"Then if I want to implement this double-cropping of rice and wheat, what should I do to improve the harvest?" Kayal understood. In his previous life, such things could be solved with fertilizer, but now, he could only rely on the land's inherent energy.
It was a bit difficult.
The reason why Great Britain later achieved the illustrious reputation of the "Sun Never Sets" Empire was because Africa, America, India, the Strait of Malacca, and several other colonies continuously supplied nutrients to the British mainland. The vast navy also covered all six oceans, making it extraordinarily powerful.
But ultimately, the British mainland was just an island nation.
An island nation not much larger than Japan!
For an island nation to rise to prominence was indeed incredibly difficult. If it weren't for the weakness of the Qing Dynasty, which allowed Japan to operate in the Three Eastern Provinces for more than a decade and even gave away Taiwan as a springboard for the Japanese navy, Japan would have had no chance of a snake swallowing an elephant. It would have either choked or been stuck.
Britain was the same.
Even if Ireland and Scotland were unified, Scotland had more mountains than plains, and more islands than land. Ultimately, if Britain wanted to achieve a snake swallowing an elephant, it would still have to set its sights on Rome to the east.
What Kayal could do now was to vigorously develop water conservancy facilities. Once Britain truly gained a foothold in the current Rome, and the future France or Germany, it would be the majestic stance of connecting the two banks and a snake transforming into a dragon. At that time, Kayal would rely on that foundation to gradually swallow the Roman Empire.
As for personal feelings—ultimately, the magnificent plan of a snake swallowing an elephant occupied most of a man's heart, and he didn't have much affection for Nero.
If he could accomplish a feat that no one had completed in a thousand years, Kayal's name would resound for tens of thousands of years, which would be an understatement.
Ultimately, the England islands were at a disadvantage compared to the majestic and resource-rich lands. Even a tiny bit of grain needed to be planned for increase. If grain wasn't planned now, there would certainly not be enough when the population increased dramatically in the future. At that time, the entire Camelot economic system would likely be crushed by the rapidly growing new generation population, which was something Kayal did not want to see.
So, he came to Holo early now to find a solution. The name of foresight was indeed much more powerful than seeing the future from the shoulders of giants.
"This… it's not easy, it's not easy."
Holo shook her head, not forgetting to take a sip of fruit wine, clearly dissatisfied with Kayal's method of forcibly extracting energy from the land. However, thinking of the lords she had encountered on her journey, who mercilessly oppressed the land and people, Holo's mood suddenly improved greatly.
"Well…" Holo pondered briefly and then gave her answer: "Your previous method of resting the land once every three years is very good. The land has accumulated a lot of nutrients. If it supports your two harvests a year, there won't be too much trouble. However, other crops will yield two or three layers less."
This answer made Kayal silent. While grain was very important, other crops were also irreplaceable. Soybeans could be used as feed for horses. Mixed with distiller's grains, hemp stalks, and fodder, it was an unparalleled feast to help horses grow. Directly feeding horses green grass would indeed dehydrate and deplete them, with many concerns that only horse breeders understood. It was precisely for these reasons that the breeding of horses was restricted, which in turn limited the development of cavalry tactics.
Cotton could be made into padded jackets and quilts for warmth, which was a necessity for Camelot, an island nation close to the North Pole. As for other things, there was even less need to mention them.
In just a few seconds, Kayal had a plan: "Hey, Holo, I'm going to have to trouble you recently."
"Hmm?" Holo, who was looking up and boldly chugging apple cider, lowered her head and looked at Kayal with blurry, drunken eyes.
"Come with me to Scotland!" Kayal laughed, standing up. He was directly treating Scotland, with its cliffs and no air superiority in this world, as his own backyard and beginning to develop it.
However, only after looking at the map did he realize that Scotland was indeed a treacherous terrain. Apart from facing the sea, it was all cliffs and precipices, with no natural harbor that could serve as a port. It truly felt like a dead end.
And at high altitudes, there were no other livestock besides sheep and cattle. If the entire country hadn't used its plains to raise a large number of horses, Scotland would truly not have been able to form cavalry.
The relationship between Scotland and Camelot was like the relationship between North and South Korea in later generations. Although this analogy might be inappropriate, it was clear that the richness of Camelot and the hardship of Scotland were in stark contrast.
What was even more troublesome was that Scotland was surrounded by sea but had no ports. The Gauls, if they wanted to plunder, had to go around half of the British Isle to reach Camelot. When they wanted to attack but were firmly blocked by the Grand Duke of the North outside the natural barrier, Scotland's fate was already sealed.
Now, enlightened people within Scotland began to consolidate their national strength and try to counterattack, but the king did not have this insight. Seeing that Camelot had actually stopped its advance, he was overjoyed and began to purge the rebel forces within the country, which was truly bloody and caused renewed turmoil within the country.
Kayal lay dormant for two months, finally waiting for his opportunity!
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