Chapter 231 Another Kind of Talent

Gawain was quite satisfied with the development of the territory after the winter.

All construction works are progressing smoothly, even faster than previously expected - the craftsmen took the initiative to use the magic net and basic runes as an auxiliary force and applied them in their daily work, which directly advanced the territory. The progress of most of the projects, and what makes Gao Wen even more happy is the change in thinking reflected in this process: ordinary people began to realize the influence of the new "magic facilities" in the territory on their production and life, and Will adapt based on that, which is exactly what he wants to see on the territory.

Of course, this kind of change has not yet been popularized, and the people who can realize the convenience of magic in time and apply it in production and life are basically all kinds of craftsmen, and these people have a relatively high status in the civilian society.” The wealthy class", they have more knowledge and experience in dealing with nobles, and some even know how to read and count, so they are naturally superior to ordinary people in terms of mental flexibility, while most of the commoners other than them... I am afraid it will take some days to change my mind and integrate magic into my life.

In addition to the construction work, another thing that satisfied Gao Wen was the smooth start of the business.

Driven by interests, both the Kant Territory in the north and the Leslie Territory in the northwest completed the commercial docking with Cecil Territory at the fastest speed. Through the two routes of the Northern Wasteland and the White Water River, mass-produced alchemy Potions and basic mining machines were continuously delivered to customers, and they were exchanged for abundant money and trade routes and intelligence more valuable than money.

For Amber, money seems to be more precious...

In the study room of the lord's mansion, Gawain turned his head helplessly and glanced at the half-elf lady who was digging her head into the cash box and sucking hard, and said with a sigh, "It's just the first batch of payment for mining equipment, what are you doing? - Those big boxes in the mountain treasury aren't enough for you?"

"It's different!" Amber "Bo'er" pulled his head out of the money pile at once, and looked at Gawain with his hips on his back, "This is the money back! It's earned! It's back to the original! The money that is destined to be spent is different!"

"I can't understand your view of the world, but money is something that is used for spending. Only gold coins that flow are gold coins, and only metal can be placed in the treasury," Gawain shook his head, "and to be honest, The direct trading of precious metals is still too cumbersome, and after the Cecil Chamber of Commerce has enough influence, we must consider the credit currency system..."

When Amber heard Gawain's words,

Suddenly, his ears pricked up: "Is that what you said last time about using paper as money? And the process of buying things with a ticket? I don't want it!"

As he spoke, the half-elf looked at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, showing a longing look: "My biggest dream in my life is to sleep on a pile of gold coins, if you replace them with paper, then my What to do with your dreams..."

"...How can it be as simple as directly exchanging gold coins for paper, and you're a giant dragon, you don't feel too nervous to sleep on a pile of gold coins," Gawain rolled his eyes at the guy helplessly, then looked down at the A report, "Well...that Patrick is indeed a talent, he has already drawn up the list of the first batch of distributors and the initial market development plan, and based on the map I gave him, he drew a simple The radiation map comes out... not simple, not simple."

Amber saw that Gawain didn't seem to intend to continue the topic of "replacing gold coins into paper", so he sauntered to the desk, glanced at the report in Gawain's hand, and his beautiful eyebrows raised slightly: "Don't be busy. Exaggerating, you should think about how you can get people on your side first - I remember what you said, to build a synchronous intelligence network with this business network as the skeleton, and the businessman's problem is that Patrick It can be solved for you, but no matter what, there must be a group of people who specialize in delivering information. You plan to spread all the secretaries you managed to get together in the territory, and spread them all over the southern border to serve as spies for you. ?"

As she spoke, she shook her head: "Let me tell you, if you really do this, Heidi will fight for you. She managed to train those apprentices and have enough assistants for herself. She wants someone to lift her staff, which is a set of resting sticks..."

Looking at this half-elf's convincing appearance, Gawain was sure that this guy was definitely beaten by the Sabbath method two days ago.

He shook his head: "In the early days, this intelligence network did not need such a high-end staffing configuration. It is not easy to cultivate a group of clerks who can read and write in the territory. Let alone Heidi, I am reluctant to put it. They are sent out."

"Ah? Then how are you going to organize the intelligence personnel? Is it possible that the businessmen who came from the swindlers of Patrick? Or the big-headed soldiers trained by Byron and Philip? I tell you, those soldiers are okay to fight, but That's not what you do..."

Without waiting for Amber to finish, Gawain interrupted her with a smile: "I asked Pittman."

"Scared!" Amber shivered, "What are you asking about that old man..."

"You should know quite a few friends, right?" Gawain looked at Amber with a half-smile, then took out a note from his pocket and began to read one by one, "Pirates of the South, Queen of Taverns, the one at the bar and card table. The ruler, the common leader of the bragging in the fields, the reaper of wallets and pockets, the co-owner of copper plates, silver coins, and gold coins, the self-proclaimed god of the night, the person who can’t pour three barrels of ale, Hu. All in all, he is super powerful. "

Halfway through Gawain's reading, the half-elf lady had already jumped up, and the second half of the title was completely finished in the desperate snatch of the half-elf thief - obviously Amber's height of 1.6 meters is more than 2 meters in Gao Wen's. It's not worth mentioning in front of the brawny man, even if she has a talent for shadows, she can't wait to use the shadow steps when she jumps up and down, but she still failed to grab the note from Pittman...

"Who gave you the title on this..." After reading it, Gao Wen held Amber's head, and looked at the half-elf's face blushing reluctantly, "Fellow friends? Or yourself? ?"

"Somebody else got it, and some got drunk myself," Amber Eyes couldn't resist, so he could only give Gawain a vicious look, then turned his face away a little embarrassedly, "But can the Dark Night God choose in front of him? Don't add 'self-proclaimed', I really am..."

"Okay, you are God's Chosen, you are God's Chosen," Gawain took his hand off Amber's head contentedly, and sat back behind the desk, "Actually, I've been curious since the beginning, with your shadow talent , stealth ability, the level of stealing chickens and dogs... Although some of these skills are not very pleasant on the table, it is undeniable that they are the way to survive in the 'sewers', and you who are so fascinated in this regard, how could you not know some of them Friends in the shadows—why didn't you say it in the first place?"

"You didn't ask at first," Amber pouted, "and like you said, they are all friends, and few of them are on the table. When I traveled south and north in the early years, I even formed a group to do things with them. , but later settled down in the old Cecil Land, and had a relatively stable way of life, so naturally I didn't deal with them much..."

"Do you mean a more stable way of life from a wandering crime to a fixed location?"

"Yes yes ~"

Gao Wen: "..."

After a moment of embarrassment, he pulled back the topic with a dry cough: "In short, I need you to come out and help me recruit a group of talents in this field. I don't care about their background and past, I only ask these people to be flexible, observant, and If you can maintain a minimum of loyalty and obedience with enough money, I want you to get these people into the territory and give them short-term training."

"When the money is enough..." Amber couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard Gawain's words, "What you said is really straightforward."

"No way, I have no choice," Gawain sighed, "It's not like you don't know the background of Cecil Territory - more than 800 primitive territories, nearly 10,000 exiles and slaves, this is the main population of the territory. structure, and beyond that, the talent we hire, extradite in various ways is simply in short supply, and I can't pull up an intelligence team from such a territory. And the people you know -- their character There may be problems, and the past may not be clean, but since they can survive, it proves that they have flexible minds and the ability to protect themselves, and they must be smart in the environment in which they live. In this era, with these Capable people can't be cultivated casually."

Starting from the "gutter rats" at the bottom of the society in various places to build the most primitive intelligence network, this was an idea that Gawain had a long time ago. He knew that those "gutter rats" were despised by nobles and even citizens. But he knows better that people who can survive in that kind of social environment are the best spies by nature: they are alert but steady, cautious but bold, smart and observant, and basically have their own channels of information. Information channels are even one of their means of survival: mercenary adventurers on the move are happy to buy intelligence from gutter rats everywhere, the latter being the most reliable source of intelligence as long as the money is in place.

These two groups, at the fringes and at the bottom of society respectively, are in a natural symbiotic relationship.

Of course, "gutter rats" also have a lot of shortcomings: they are weak, but they have almost nothing to do with kindness, they can't have any noble sentiments, and they have no concept of loyalty, they can sell you information for money, but also It's also possible to sell your secrets for money to someone else, a group of people who have little morality and discipline, because those two things are absolutely useless in their lives.

But Gawain didn't care—or rather, compared to the value of those people, he could completely accept this flaw.

The loyalty of these people can be bought with money, and that's enough, at least for now.

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