Lord of Winter: Beginning with Daily Intelligence - Chapter 479 - 300: The Livestock District of Mai Lang Territory

Chapter 479: Chapter 300: The Livestock District of Mai Lang Territory

After leaving the experimental field, Louis went straight to the next location without pause.

The air was a mixture of the sweet freshness of grass, the smell of livestock, and the faint sour scent of feed. In the distance, the creaking sound of windmills turning could be faintly heard.

“We’re almost there, my Lord. This is… the livestock district,” Green said softly.

Louis looked up, and a vast, orderly ranch unfolded before him amidst the rolling hills.

The five large cattle and sheep grazing areas were arranged like a chessboard, with fences made of wood that appeared deep brown from afar, as sturdy as city walls.

Further away was a pond, its green waves reflecting the sky, with schools of fish leaping out and diving back into the water.

In the sunlight, hundreds of cattle and sheep leisurely chewed on the grass within the fences. Occasionally, a beast trainer would blow a short whistle, and the herd would immediately gather as if guided by an invisible hand.

Craftsmen, herders, and apprentices walked back and forth in the pathways without any confusion.

Everyone performed their duties in an orderly manner, like a giant machine operating in silence.

“Better than I imagined,” Louis thought.

He was aware of every policy he had crafted, every fund he had approved, and every order he had signed.

He also received numerous reports and information from the Daily Intelligence System, having an almost complete understanding of the place.

But seeing these cold figures transform into a real scene for the first time made his heart slightly warm.

“Lord!” A slightly raspy voice called out as a middle-aged man swiftly approached.

It was Andre, the head of the beast taming sector in the Mai Lang Territory’s livestock district.

Andre was tall and solid, his skin somewhat rough, and his craftsman’s uniform was dusted with dirt from running.

He stopped a few steps away and gave a clumsy yet respectful bow.

Louis gently nodded, “No need for formalities, Andre, you’ve done well.”

With just a short sentence, Andre’s previously tense shoulders instantly relaxed. He lowered his head slightly, concealing his rapid breathing.

He never imagined that he would reach this point.

Andre had once been merely a foreman at the Calvin Clan’s farm. Though he had the strength of an Apprentice Knight and some knowledge of magical beast husbandry, he was ultimately a nobody.

Due to Louis’s request, the Calvin Clan had dispatched many mid-level pastoral talents to support the Red Tide Campaign. He thought it was exile because everyone knew the Northern Territory was a desolate land, a graveyard lost to the cold plains.

However, the reality was entirely different.

Upon arriving in the Mai Lang Territory, he not only obtained a stable living place but also received unexpected significant responsibilities.

Louis, during their first meeting, seemed to see through his talent in beast taming and promoted him to head of beast taming, giving him authority over thousands of personnel.

He was even able to bring his wife and two children to the Northern Territory, settling them into a spacious and luxurious house with food that they had never dared to dream of eating.

All of this was because of the person before him, this young lord.

“Tha… Thank you for your trust, my Lord,” Andre managed a small smile yet stood straight, with palms slightly sweaty.

Then he led Louis along the stone-paved path, slowly delving deeper, as the Mai Lang Territory’s livestock district unfolded into view.

Up close, the scale was larger than expected yet surprisingly orderly.

Wooden fences neatly divided large and small pastures like solid lines of defense encircled them.

Craftsmen crouched beside a fence, carefully checking whether the wooden stakes were loose, occasionally hammering the copper rivets tightly.

Not far away, several children carried small baskets, tiptoeing to add fodder to the troughs.

Now and then, a cow mooed softly, while flocks of sheep leisurely grazed in the sunlight, and the chicken coop and goose pool emitted flapping and noisy cackles.

“This is the ordinary livestock enclosure,” Andre introduced steadily, having rehearsed this numerous times the previous night.

He slightly bowed, raising his hand to point to a spacious sheepfold ahead.

“The sheep flock has grown from nine hundred last year to three thousand one hundred, primarily consisting of Snowfield Merino and Short-horned Goats.”

Groups of snow-white sheep seemed like waves in the sunlight, occasionally raising their heads to gaze at the visitors.

“The seven hundred and fifty head of Thick-haired Cattle purchased late last winter, currently, six hundred and eighty-nine have survived.” Andre couldn’t help but straighten his chest as he spoke about this.

“We experimented with the retaining breeding system, concentrating superior cows within the village for breeding. The initial success rate is meeting expectations.”

“You’ve done well,” Louis nodded.

Then Andre pointed to a side rack, where neatly arranged copper plaques hung, their surfaces inked with numbers, glistening under the sunlight.

“These are the systems proposed by Lord Louis at that time,” Andre spoke with a tone of reverence.

Initially, Louis’s design was to tag each livestock’s ears with copper rivets and ink numbers to record information.

But later, Bradley had considered the costs, realizing it was nearly impossible.

It demanded not only significant amounts of metal but also a large recording staff to maintain it.

So Louis proposed a compromise: each enclosure was assigned a unified identifier.

It sufficed to consolidate into records all livestock data within a given fence, including birth dates, disease history, feeders, and other detailed information.

Looking at the rack, Andre spoke with more enthusiasm, “Thanks to your strategy, my Lord… Previously, herders managed by experience alone, leading to chaos during disease outbreaks.

Now, by merely opening the archives, everything is clear at a glance. Not only is outbreak prevention swift, but livestock growth records are also transparently clear.”