In the study, Leech put down his pen.
In his past life on Earth, he wasn't someone who liked to keep records, but here, he found himself writing a great deal every day.
The faintest ink is better than the best memory. He knew if he didn't write things down, he was bound to forget them completely once things got busy. By the time he remembered again, the opportunity would be long gone.
For instance, he had just remembered his plan to make soap. He'd thought of it before but had never gotten around to actually producing it.
Now that he remembered, he was already flush with cash for the time being, thanks to the windfall from the wealth in the cape's cavern castle.
But he had also missed the chance to use soap to rake in some early development funds.
'I can just sell it along with the wheat beer.'
Honey, beer, soap, pottery, and some other agricultural products were already enough to attract the attention of outside merchants to Porcupine Territory.
