Sige Town entered a stage of vigorous development.
It could be said that it was changing with each passing day.
Every day, thirty to forty brick houses were completed.
Every day, hundreds of acres of wasteland were reclaimed.
Fodder was harvested in the summer, yielding millions of pounds of feed.
Roman stored it away.
Although the yield per acre was only about a thousand pounds, no breed improvement had been carried out and the soil was not fertile.
A round of fodder needed a two to three-month growth cycle.
But Roman planted a lot, continuously sowing six to seven thousand acres of forage.
Along the banks of the river as far as the eye could see, there was all forage—mainly alfalfa, complemented by deer grass and black oats.
Lush and pleasing to the eye.
The tall forage could reach waist-high, and the shorter forage could reach knee-deep.
This forage was thriving, full of juice, and after silage, it was fragrant, palatable, and highly nutritious.
