I opened my mail to find that one of the other citizens, Highgarden, had sent me a polite letter of trust. It was a welcomed start to the day. I made a note to myself to return the gesture when I get the chance.
I few days back, Edwardiv, a new vegetable farmer himself, and I decided to exchange work on each other’s fields for a below-minimum wage. We sent an official letter to the Ayr Town Council, and received approval. Today, Edward posted the harvesting job at the alarmingly low rate of 12 pounds. I quickly accepted the offer since I didn’t want others making a big deal of it. Even though we have permission from the Council, other citizens might not have been aware of it, and might complain.
Working Edward’s field wasn’t that bad. It was definitely easier than mine work. It also helped me learn more about the nuances of vegetable farming that should prove handy at my own place. I managed to pull in a decent crop. His field is arranged differently from mine, so it’s hard to know how the respective yields will compare, but I think they’re pretty much equal. In an interesting turn of events, while I worked Ed’s field, he went to the mines. You know, maximization of labor and all that.
After work, I swung by the market and bought a few more bags of corn. Then, I poked into the C&B, which now become my official tavern of choice. At first, only Allorardagon and I were there. But, after a while, Drake_Roanoke popped in. I also met a fellow named Litherstorm. We all chatted for a while about town and dutchy matters. Allorardagon did become livid upon discovering the some bloke on the county council had made some trade deal that she felt was illegal. She was trying to convince Drake that this person should be sacked and prosecuted. We’ll see how that turns out.
I spoke with Drake about the local vegetable market and my plans to buy a boat and fish in the next week or so. He said I and one other person had expressed an interest, so he’d put me down on the list he keeps of needful things. (I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it before, but Drake travels around the dutchy a lot and purchases certain non-local goods for others in Ayr.)
Not long after this, Drake said goonight and departed. After this, the remaining patrons started filling out and making their ways home.
