Lord of Winter: Beginning with Daily Intelligence - Chapter 481 - 300: Mai Lang Territory Livestock District (Part 3)

Chapter 481: Chapter 300: Mai Lang Territory Livestock District (Part 3)

Louis nodded.

These are Frost Mane Sheep unique to the Northern Territory, their snow-white curly wool exuding a light blue sheen, and their milk containing natural Cold Energy, considered a high-grade supplement for enhancing physique.

Their dense wool also elevates the production of winter clothing and thermal blankets to a new level.

Continuing along the stream, a large greenhouse came into view, housing a remarkably large bird species.

Their breast feathers looked as if scorched by flames, a dark red hue, with wisps of heat emanating from their throats—these are Red-Throated Fire-Eating Turkeys.

The hot bird enclosure already housed fifty of them, and their feathers were even used by workshops as auxiliary materials for alchemical heating.

Andre led the way to a deeper mountain ravine, where muffled breathing sounds accompanied by a chill filled the air.

There, Ice Tusk Pigs were being penned.

Frost condensed on their tusks year-round, their back muscles rising like rocks, occasionally releasing a low growl that made the surrounding air tremble slightly.

“Compared to ordinary pigs, Ice Tusk Pigs are more like beasts,” Andre reminded in a lowered voice, “but their meat is firm, rich in ’Cold Energy Essence,’ and is the knights’ preferred source for replenishing Fighting Energy.”

Currently, there are three hundred seventy heads of this type, mostly penned in the hill slope zones, cared for daily by dedicated Beast Trainers, occasionally requiring dual vine leaf spray to calm their tempers.

Eventually, Louis noticed a separate small pasture.

The fence was taller, the vigilance more stringent, where specialized Beast Trainers were caring for Silver-tailed Abyss Foxes within a fenced area.

Under the moonlight, the fur of these Abyss Foxes would shimmer slightly, gracefully like elves of the snowy night.

Mostly used as a high-end fur source by nobility, though lacking practical use, they’re costly, and Louis planned to sell them as luxury items.

Unfortunately, they’re scarce, with only ninety-three in the entire Mai Lang Territory.

…

As Andre introduced one by one, Louis’ gaze swept over the entire magical beast breeding area, secretly assessing in his heart.

Mai Lang Territory’s herding system is quietly perfecting.

Ordinary cattle, sheep, and poultry ensure livelihood supplies.

Special magical beasts serve the Knight Order and elite troops, outputting high-energy resources.

High-Tier Combat Beasts act as military trump cards, deciding battlefield dynamics.

Some of these magical beasts were purchased from the South at a high cost, but most were precisely located through Louis’ Intelligence System, and then special expeditions were sent to capture and tame them.

With the expansion of scale, Mai Lang Territory gradually formed a complete chain from breeding to taming, from processing to derivative industries.

Even fish ponds were trialing magical fish farming.

For example, Red-Mane Spring-Swallowing Catfish, which nourishes blood and increases Fighting Energy.

Also, Three-Eyed Moon-Scaled Mandarin Fish, improving meridian qualities, revered by the Knight Order as a health supplement.

Louis gently exhaled, looking at the gradually perfecting industry landscape before him, nodding inwardly.

If everything proceeds according to plan, Mai Lang Territory will not only be the Northern Territory’s granary, but also become a pivotal piece in Red Tide Territory’s future influence on the northern Empire’s layout.

Having examined the last magical beast enclosure, Louis then stopped, his gaze lingering longer on Andre.

The livestock chief had noticeable dark circles under his eyes, evidently marks of tireless toil for the livestock area in recent days.

Yet his words were clear, each reported data well-organized without a shred of mistake.

Louis sighed slightly in his heart, indeed, the intelligence system’s recommended talents were never wrong.

“Andre,” he suddenly spoke, tone laced with approval, “To elevate Mai Lang Territory’s livestock industry to such a scale within just one year requires not only vision and talent but also diligence. You’ve done excellently.”

Andre shook suddenly, nearly unable to believe these words of evaluation came from the Lord’s mouth.

He hurriedly bowed, his voice somewhat trembling, “It’s…an honor to serve you, my Lord.”

Louis chuckled, fetching a heavy bag of gold coins from the knight beside him to hand over, “Consider these a reward from me personally. Take it.”

Andre’s hand trembled slightly as he accepted, the gleam in his eyes showing not greedy joy but an almost fervent excitement.

“Thank…thank you, my Lord!” he raised his head, eyes glowing.

What truly stirred him was not the bag of gold coins, but the young lord’s direct acknowledgment.

For Andre, this was more precious than any wealth.