Chapter 164 Winter Construction Plan

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Hetty's worries are actually not a problem in the context of this era, because in the three views of most people, even in the facts of this era, cold winter only means one thing: all things wither, less life, everything All work is stopped, and humans will store enough food and fuel before that, then stop working, go home, and go into a state of pure consumption.

Just like those animals that store food in tree holes in advance and spend the winter in caves for winter.

This way of living is determined by reality-although there are various "magic" that appear to be similar to black technology, they only belong to a very small number of upper-class elites, and the world as a whole is still firmly bound. On land, farmers are the most basic producers of almost all social wealth. Agriculture and various agricultural-based production activities are the most important production activities in this society. Once winter comes and farming stops, then 80% of the People will be idle, and the backward aristocratic order prohibits these people from doing business freely or engaging in any "sideline that is not in line with their status." Without the permission of the nobles, the commoners even go to the river to fish and go into the mountains to hunt and chop wood. to be severely punished.

In addition, the vast majority of civilians have limited food reserves in winter, and even they can only maintain a half-full state throughout the winter, so they dare not waste their energy to do any "overstepping" things - they are in winter With every breath of heat they exhale, they are draining their slender reserves of energy and may cause them to starve to death before spring.

In Cecil Land, however, the situation was completely different.

The Cecil family currently does not have any form of extravagant expenditure, which greatly saves costs, and the new production model ensures that enough supplies can be stocked before winter. Pittman and his trained pharmacist apprentices do their best, It also ensures that the territory has sufficient food-plus the food purchased from Tanzania Town and the materials supported by the king, the citizens of Cecil territory do not need to consider consumption in winter.

Here I have to focus on the materials supported by the king - Gawain admitted that he was a little bit of a pitfall for Francis II in this regard, because the agreement he signed with the king was that the royal family would provide Cecil to lead the entire territory to open up. In the initial consumption, he did not say how much population there will be on his territory, and how much the population will increase in a short period of time, so he has already asked for additional supplies from the royal family several times...

The food supply is ensured, and Gawain has jobs here.

With nothing to do after winter? That is another territory, and Cecil Territory has more things to do here. The steel factory is expanding its scale, and two large workshops have been added next to the machinery factory to accommodate new production lines. The furnace area where Rebecca crystals are fired has also been converted into a formal factory named "Magic Crystal Smelting Factory". ", not only used to burn Rebecca crystals, but also set up a laboratory to test what new substances can be synthesized from various minerals dug out from the dark mountains,

Silly roe deer will be happy only by throwing more than 200 fireballs at crucibles and small furnaces in the laboratory every day...

In addition, there are iron mines in the east and countless construction sites in the territory that also require manpower.

After the winter, the land becomes hard, the water is easy to freeze, and all kinds of construction-related work will progress slowly, but this does not mean that the construction work will stop. Although the output is low, the performance at low temperature is very good. In addition, there are not too large buildings on the territory now, so the construction of various construction sites will not stop, and there is a big project about to start. ——

As the Baishui River enters the dry season and the water level drops, Gao Wen plans to build a really solid bridge that can be used for a long time to replace the current temporary bridge. The development work can proceed smoothly.

He even worried that even if the refugees in the wilderness were added, there would still not be enough manpower in the territory - after all, those people needed training, and when they couldn't adapt to work at the beginning, there was a powerful magic power engine beside them. non stop...

After Gawain presented these plans and the supporting plans one by one in front of Hetty's eyes, the latter fell into a long period of astonishment.

"How about it, don't you worry that those refugees have nothing to do now?" Gawain smiled, "We have enough jobs to keep them busy all winter, and in the process, everyone will adapt to Cecil's leadership. Uncomplicated new laws, so what are you worried about?"

Heidi silently glanced at the plan on the table and took a deep breath: "Worry about being exhausted..."

Gawain: "...cough..."

Thinking that the pressure this eldest granddaughter is going to endure is indeed not small, Gawain can only comfort the other party: "Don't worry, Viscount Andrew has found a way to find a group of down-and-out knights and bankrupt businessmen and scholars in his territory, and use money to say Move them to work in Cecil, I plan to arrange half of them to teach at night school, and the other half to serve as your deputy, so that when winter comes, you can put up the shelf of the Ministry of the Interior."

Heidi finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: "Thank you ancestors..."

"Why does this sound like what the barbarians used to say back then," Gawain said with strange eyes, "No matter what they did back then, they used to praise the spirit of their ancestors first..."

Heidi thought for a while: "I'm not like them, my ancestors can indeed hear me thanking him..."

"Then your ancestors will reduce the workload for you, right?" Gawain glanced at this eldest granddaughter who was rarely able to make a joke, "It's okay, let's go to work for you first, and wait for Tanzang Town. After the next batch of human resources is delivered, I will give you priority to choose a group of assistants, right? Just don't say 'thank the ancestors' with a pious face in front of me... I was dealing with barbarians back then. The psychological shadow has fallen, and when you mention thanking the ancestors, I feel that I will become a spirit in the sky again..."

Hetty: "..."

Not long after Heidi left, Amber's figure emerged from the nearby air.

Gao Wen familiarly pulled all the valuables on the table in front of him, then raised his eyelids and looked at the half-elf thief: "How is it, did the two mercenaries that were captured cooperate?"

"I haven't cooperated yet. After all, you don't allow the prisoners to be abused, so those two are still spending time with the soldiers." Amber staggered to Gawain's desk and curled his lips when he found that he couldn't do it, "I said You really don't think about tying those two mercenaries to the pillars and whipping them? These mercenaries are actually very easy to deal with. Don't look at how vicious they can be in front of the refugees, but as long as you are tough, they will Immediately, they will obediently sell their employers, and now they won't open their mouths, simply because you don't have to whip them, and you don't pay for them..."

"The kind you said is that you can steal chickens and dogs for a few silver coins. The members are basically armed militia-level mercenaries," Gawain glanced at the half-elf, "But the two we caught... You didn't Did you find it? A third-level knight, a second-level arcane mage, and the low-level knight and mage who were shot to death before. Although these people are all low-level professionals, they are in the southern region. Any scoundrel can be an army commander or mysticism consultant for a certain lord. If you go to the east to get some military exploits and then curry favor with Silas Lauren's family, you can even become a baron or viscount in the aristocratic class. But they are willing to be mercenaries in such a remote place, why do you think?"

Amber thought hard for a while: "Is it for ideals? Look, I am such a powerful shadow master, and I still dig graves..."

Gawain didn't expect any serious answer to this shame of all things, and after listening to Amber's nonsense, he said to himself: "There are indeed powerful professionals among the mercenaries, but this kind of mercenary group is usually in the The north is close to the Holy Dragon Principality or the east is close to the Typhon Empire, because there are dangers and opportunities in these places, and the wealth that can be harvested in the process of taking risks or completing commissions is enough for professionals to choose this not very decent path, but The south has been in peace for a long time. The mercenary groups operating in this area are usually not very strong and not very financial, and those mercenaries who have several professionals and can wear extraordinary weapons usually have only one explanation— - They are a 'black hand team' dedicated to serving one or several nobles."

Speaking of this, Gao Wen smiled: "This kind of mercenary has a strong psychological quality, and most of them have some kind of handle or hostage in the hands of the nobles, so they are not afraid of severe torture, ordinary whipping is useless."

Amber looked at Gawain curiously: "Then how did you pry open their mouths?"

"Pitman said he has a solution, but he needs to prepare some special ointments and rituals, so I'm not in a hurry," Gawain glanced at Amber with a smile, "and I don't believe you didn't learn from those two mercenaries. If you scavenge something from your body, I know your personality, I usually ask you to help me go to the warehouse to get some ink, and you can drink half a bottle on the way..."

Amber blushed suddenly: "When did I drink ink!"

"I'm just making an analogy. Do you understand the analogy?"

"Hey," Amber squeezed some air out of her teeth to express her dissatisfaction, and then she began to feel her body with a tangled expression, "I tell you, this is my trophy, you see You will give it back to me later..."

"What else, the rules I just made forbid looting on the battlefield, and the spoils of war are all handed over to the public, and the credits are recorded. Have you forgotten?" Gawain said while taking a look at the various bits and pieces that Amber took out, "Don't pout. , you are my exclusive bodyguard, you still want to take the lead in breaking the rules? And it's not that I won't compensate you, there are still rewards for meritorious deeds... Oh, there are still a lot of things? No wonder the soldiers came to report the two prisoners just now. I didn't find any valuable belongings on me... You got all of them here?"

Amber's eyes twitched, as if he was dripping blood. He felt a little better after hearing Gawain's promise to make compensation.

And Gawain's eyes were suddenly attracted by a dagger among those trivial items.

On the handle of the dagger, there is a mark that looks like the coat of arms of a certain noble family.

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