Although there are extra celebrations like a festival today, at least the carriage does not have the same price increase as the major festivals.
After getting into the car, the driver kept talking about the plague with Jenkins. If Jenkins hadn't stopped him, the cat who wanted to take a nap would have gone mad.
March has entered the second half of the month, spring has come to the city thoroughly, and the most direct manifestation is not in the city but in the countryside.
Leaving the range of Nolan City, the path under the horseshoe gradually became potholed and difficult to walk, and the surrounding area became desolate.
But looking towards the wilderness, the weeds that have just grown in early spring have been pulled out, and the farmers on the flat land are beginning to prepare for the beginning of the new year.
According to Nolan's climate and this year's precipitation, now is the season suitable for planting. The revival of all things is not only a wonderful change in the appetite for chocolate, but also the farmland that has been idle for the winter is finally about to start a new year.
Neither Jenkin nor Jenkins had ever been in contact with farm work, and looking out of the car window, it felt like everything was new.
Nolan's superior natural environment is not only reflected in its rich mineral resources and convenient transportation. To the northeast of the city is the Seebeck Mountains stretching across the center of the continent, while to the south of the city is the beginning of the plain in the southwest of the mainland.
This is one of the most suitable areas for farming on the west coast of the mainland. In order to supply the food consumption of the huge population of Nolan and the surrounding cities, the city hall even issued a special decree to prohibit the pastures of animal husbandry in the east of Nolan from spreading to the south.
"Nolan is really a good place..."
Jenkins couldn't help but said that he didn't find his cat showing a complicated and very human expression.
Yorktown is one of the small towns under Nolan, and it has no unique characteristics. The only time Jenkins heard about this town was at the old elf's house on Monday this week. The man sent by [Dead Whip] claimed to be a life member of the Yorktown Gun Association.
Dad's task is not complicated, but rather time-consuming. From the perspective of Nolan's administrative planning, Yorktown is the town farthest from the city. Thirty years ago, it belonged to the city of Markwell, Andalo County. Later, due to the great plague, the nearby villages were almost wiped out, and only the direction near Nolan was still populated. Therefore, when the administrative planning was adjusted 27 years ago, York The town was assigned to Nolan's management.
The carriage journey from Nolan to Yorktown lasted two and a half hours, and it was quite a tedious and boring process. This period of time is even enough for the cat to take a nap, the nap is over, and when he is bored, he scratches Jenkins' sleeves with his paws, and feels even more bored, so he lays down and falls asleep again, and the only person on the carriage who is more happy is the coachman, who has picked up such a trip, Even if there is no more business today, he has earned enough.
The two-and-a-half-hour journey cannot go on forever, even if a man can stand a horse, he can't stand it.
When traveling two-thirds of the way, there was a small village on the right side of the road. After consulting Jenkins, the coachman deviated from the main road and went there for a rest.
This is a common village in the countryside. When you get close, you can see the dilapidated houses, and you can smell the stench of the animals raised by the villagers.
Of course, it may be more than just the smell of animals. Although the residents of Norland City are used to such activities as bathing, according to Jenkins' understanding, due to the risk of catching a cold in bathing, country people resist bathing and chocolates. Not too much.
The carriage did not enter the village, but stopped under a big tree at the entrance of the village. The coachman walked towards the village with the bucket, and brought back a full bottle of water in a short while.
It's certainly not for Jenkins, it's for horses. It looked quite comfortable. Standing in the shade of the tree, it stepped on the soil under its feet a few times with its hooves, then put its mouth into the bucket, and immediately made some rhythmic sounds.
"Do you drink water too?"
Jenkins brought his own kettle, but that certainly wouldn't work for Chocolate. Seeing the horse drinking water, he asked his cat. The cat looked up at him seriously, and shook its head after confirming that he was not joking.
"Is chocolate getting smarter?"
Jenkins muttered softly.
Planning to rest for ten minutes before continuing to set off, Jenkins also came out of the car to take a breath while the driver was sitting under a big tree to rest.
Although there is some peculiar smell in the air, compared with the city, the air in the country is quite fresh, and after being stuck in the car for more than an hour, no matter what kind of air he breathes, Jenkins will feel happy.
Jenkins and his party were not the only travelers who came here to rest. After he got off the car, he found that there was actually an old man with a worn-out yellow suitcase under the tree. It was said to be a luggage, but it was actually a piece of baggage with black patches. The old man should have arrived earlier than Jenkins and the others, and he was chatting with the driver at this time.
Jenkins didn't pay attention to what they were saying, but carefully stepped on the dirt road under his feet to the edge of the farmland opposite the tree. I lowered my head and glanced at the wet soil, subconsciously feeling that there will be a good harvest here this autumn.
"I don't know what to plant."
Although Jenkins does not distinguish the five grains, it is still quite difficult to distinguish the seeds buried in the soil.
Of course, cats don’t know the answer to this question. In fact, they are more concerned about whether the things grown here are delicious.
Soon the coachman beckoned Jenkins to continue to set off. When turning the car around, Jenkins saw through the window that a group of people came out of the village and rushed under the big tree to talk to the old man under the tree.
The crowd quickly surrounded the tree, and Jenkins couldn't see what was happening there.
"The old gentleman seems to be a very experienced farmer. We talked about it just now. He seems to be a scholar. Now he is traveling around to collect soil from farmlands in various places. He is currently staying in the village for a week and helping the people here. The villagers are better at sowing seeds, so everyone respects him."
The driver explained, seeing Jenkins' interest, and added:
"This should be the missionaries of [Earth and Harvest Church]. They do this kind of thing every spring, but I have to admit that it is very effective and very useful."
"A missionary of [Earth and Harvest Church]? Proficient in planting techniques, check the farmland..."
Jenkins chewed these few words in his heart, and suddenly felt something in his heart. He quickly put the cat on the cushion beside him, then pushed open the window and held the window frame with one hand, leaning half of his body out of the window and looking backward look.