Chapter 25

Domeric watched from the distance as his men worked hard to run the Paper mill and he had designed and created with the help of all the blacksmiths and builders under him.

The task was harder than he had initially thought and there were far too many trials and errors in the process for his liking. But it was what it was. They have finally finished the construction of the Paper mill and it had start mass producing paper a week ago.

The mill was only being run with the power generated by the water wheels that were attached to the Weeping Water.

The Printing press had also started producing written copies of the books that he wanted published before anything else and he had already realized that they would be needing more printing press in the future as one machine was not enough.

But that was alright. He had not been idle over the past few months and had already designed several parts for an advanced Printing press that would be able to produce at least 100 books in a single day. The machine just needed to be assembled properly and he would have to do that task on his on in case someone else doesn't fuck it up by mistake.

He was brought out of his musings as he heard footsteps from behind him and turned to face the Maester who seemed rather excited by something.

"Maester Ryne." He said with a nod as the man neared him. This was one of the maester that Tywin gave to him in exchange for the Valyrian Sword. The man was fiercely loyal to Tywin when he first came here and was sent here with the intention to spy on his lands. But the loyalty charms soon turned his allegence to House Bolton. Just as it did for everyone else who were loyal to House Lannister or any other house that was not House Bolton.

Because of his chain links, he had given the man the specific role of focusing on the Food supply within this region. And he was happy to find that the man was more than competent at his job.

"My lord. The third batch of the Harvest has arrived my lord." The man said with excitement and he gazed patiently at the man.

"And?"

"It's a bumper harvest my lord. The amount of grain that arrived this time was 9 times more than a normal harvest. This is a huge improvement my lord. The seeds that you distributed worked wonders my lord. I've never seen something like that in my life."

"Hmm…" he hummed as he thought about the numbers in his head.

"And how much of that grain would we need Maester Ryne?" he asked and the man put his hands inside his pocket and took out an account book that was filled with so many numbers that he received a headache just by looking at it.

"Maester Ryne. I don't need an exact number. Just tell me what you can from the top of your mind." He said and the man stood still for a moment and put on a thinking expression before he smiled.

"Some 28-31% of the food if we don't count the Miners and other builders. And some 38-41% if we do." He explained.

"Hmm… So we only need about 40% of our food in order to feed our people?" he asked and the man nodded quickly.

"And we don't need to buy food from the Southern kingdom ever again?"

"No my lord. In fact, we have enough food now that we would even be able to sell it to the other lords in the North. Do you want to sell it to others my lord? It would provide an excellent source of income for you if you do."

"No." He declined without a second thought "Save all the food we have for now. We'll only start selling the food we have to the other lords once we have enough food to last a 4 year long siege."

"As you wish my lord." The Maester bowed to him "If there is nothing else my lord."

"No. But send Master Tobho Mott to me." He said and the man nodded once again before leaving.