To some extent, the Adams and the Marks are neighbors, not far apart.

If there is a chain of contempt in the village of Nesse, then there is undoubtedly a small group of people like the Adams family at the top of the village, while Mark's family is at the bottom of the village.

There are many people, few land, and few harvests!

I can’t eat enough on weekdays, so the family can barely make a living by doing odd jobs for others.

Last year, in order to spend the winter in Patras, I sold more than half of my land to Adams, and I collected enough pizza gold coins.

And this year, their family no longer has enough land to sell to others.

The family is destined to not enter Patras and will become a lonely and helpless wild tribe.

"Damnormal pariahs are as annoying as flies. A Poole copper coin can make you betray all your dignity." Adams whispered, with disdain in his eyes.

Although he is also a civilian, Adams always feels that he is different from ordinary civilians and always feels that he is special.

He particularly envied the nobles' style. Although he was not a noble, it did not prevent him from "conversing with others" with the eyes of a noble.

Adams respects those who can "speak to heaven" like Old Gret.

But Adams, who is as humble as an ant, looks down on him, and even if he says something to Mark, he will feel that his mouth is dirty.

At this time, the voice of Mark talking to his wife Ina also came in.

"Mark, why are you stopping me from pulling out the golden silk grass? While the lord is still collecting this thing, I want to pull out more, exchange for more Poole copper coins, and give the children more black bread!" Ina's voice was puzzled.

"My Ina, why are you still pulling out the golden silk grass? Don't pull it out! Hurry up, follow me!" Mark's voice was anxious and unstoppable excitement.

"Go, where to go?"

"Go to the Lord's place! Soon, it's gone if it's too late!"

"Late? Is the Lord going to stop buying this kind of straw? No, no, I want to replace these!"

At the eavesdropping this, Adams raised an arc on his lips, and other people's pain could make him feel happy.

Then, before long, the conversation between Mark and his wife made Adams' smile froze.

"No! Yes...yes..."

"What is it? Say it quickly, I'm so anxious!"

"It was Lord Lord who announced that he would recruit some people to make brooms, dustpans, and baskets!"

“What is a dustpan?”

"Damel, it's... I don't know either, but I know, as Lord Lord said, three Poole copper coins are rewarded every day, and there are additional rewards when it is made quickly!"

"Really? Mark!" Ina shouted excitedly.

"Have our Lord lie ever said lies? He said he exchanged the gold silk grass for Poole copper coins. Did he exchange it? How dare you question what he said?" Mark's voice was a little dissatisfied.

"No, my dear, I'm just...I'm just...what am I going to do now?"

"Oh, hurry up! Come with me! If it's too late, maybe you'll be able to recruit enough people! Be serious and maybe you can learn a craft, and your life will be much better in the future!"

"good!"

Then there was a rapid run.

"What did that Baron do?" With such questions, Adams quickly walked to the door and pushed open the door to ask, but only saw the back of Mark's family leaving.

Adams opened his mouth, and after all, he had no chance to say what he wanted to say, so he could only watch the Marks and his family disappear from his sight.

After hearing Mark's words, the nearby villagers also became curious and approached William's house in groups of three or three.

In the house.

Modun frowned, but Huthette's expression still did not change.

Old Gret's eyes passed over Adams's body and looked out the door, and suddenly laughed in a low voice, "Hey, Mr. William is such an unexpected lord!"

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Three days later, William once again practiced the new Knight's breathing technique and Knight's swordsmanship, wiped off the hot sweat from his forehead, ate white bread in the room, and listened to the report of Old John and the others.

In recent days, more and more golden silk grass has been purchased, and the house cannot be put down. So under William's order, all golden silk grass was moved to the open space next to the house. The newly transferred craftsman Charles led a group of villagers to weave utensils here.

Moreover, some newly picked golden silk grass needs to be turned and dried to dry, so that it is easier to weave brooms, dustpans, baskets and other things! It is also more convenient to put them outside!

As for safety issues, the only way is to let Charles supervise it!

Jacques Porter's deterrence is still there, and these leaders are not afraid to do anything out of order for the time being, so there is no incident of gold wire grass theft.

"Sir Baron, as you told me, we have spent 1 pisci gold coins and 1 franc silver coins and forty-six Poole copper coins in the past few days in the acquisition of gold silk grass." Old John reported with some heartache.

"Haha, the villagers are very efficient!" William joked happily.

"Those untouchables, when they saw Poole's copper coins, rushed up like wild dogs encountered shit... Sorry, Lord Baron, I mean, the greed of those villagers for money is infinite." Old John gritted his teeth and said what he was in his heart. When he came to his senses, he realized that he had said the wrong thing.

"Haha, Old John, relax. Everyone's desires are infinite. Only when you spend money can you earn a day. Okay, you can continue talking."

"Sorry, Lord Baron, I was rude just now. Thank you for your tolerance!"

Old John paused for a moment, swallowed, and continued, "We recruited 20 villagers and paid them 3 Poole copper coins per day. In addition, two of the villagers were fast and good. Mark and his wife Ina were able to weave things. In the same time, others could only weave two baskets, and they could make three. According to the reward policy you mentioned, I rewarded them with 2 Poole copper coins per day." When he said the last point, Old John was a little nervous, wondering if William would blame him, although he felt that William would not.

Sure enough, when William heard his reward method, he was not angry, but praised him, "Well done well, Old John, you can actually give him a little more reward. You can buy horse bones with a thousand gold coins!"

"Master Baron, a pair of horse bones does not require a thousand pizza gold coins to buy! Those who dare to sell them to you like this are all liars! They want to hang them!"

Old John felt much more at ease when he heard William's praise, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. However, when he heard William's last words, his little heart thumped again and almost jumped out of his throat. He was really afraid that the Baron, who was unpredictable now, would do such a thing!

"Haha, I'm just giving an example!" Seeing that Old John reacted so much, William subconsciously used the secular language in the past, smiled awkwardly.

"Sir Baron, this is not an appropriate example." Old John actually taught William seriously, and he was really afraid.

Just buy gold silk grass, it’s all drizzling and it won’t cost much. But if William really did something to buy a pair of horse bones with a thousand gold coins of Pisce, Old John would immediately feel that the sky was about to collapse!

"I understand, Old John. Keep talking." William laughed dryly, then changed the subject and asked Old John to continue reporting on the situation.

William was the lord after all, and Old John couldn't say much.

"In terms of the villagers' remuneration, we spent a total of 192 Poole copper coins."

William nodded, that is to say, did he spend a total of nearly two francs in terms of labor remuneration? It didn't cost much.

"Charles has made a total of 215 brooms, 86 dustpans, and 64 baskets!" Old John suddenly remembered something, and he glanced at Charles who was rubbing his hands and said, "Sir Baron, you still need to pay Charles 25 Poole copper coins."

This is almost the day's reward for Old John. Why doesn't Charles' extra income make Old John feel good?

They all work for the Baron, how could there be such a difference?

"25 Poole copper coins?" William was stunned and immediately remembered, "Oh, is it the reward method I mentioned?"

William asked, "Then have you given Charles?"

"Not yet, Lord Baron, I'm going to wait for you..."

"Then pay it to Charles now." William said casually.

Charles, who was standing quietly beside him, heard this and his eyes suddenly shrank. It turned out that every word the Baron said was true!

No matter what, 25 Puer copper coins are a considerable amount. You can buy 5 black bread, which can be eaten by one person for 15 days.

"Yes, Lord Baron." Old John's eyes flashed. After all, he did not persuade William to be frugal, but counted 25 Poole copper coins from his purse and handed them to Charles.

"Charles, congratulations!"

"Thank you! Thank you Lord Lord." Charles thanked Old John and bowed to William.

Old John smiled reservedly without saying a word, but William waved his hand casually and said, "This is what you deserve!"

Charles immediately felt an inexplicable smell in his heart.

At this time, Old John also asked William, "Sir Baron, do you still want to continue to buy the golden silk grass?"

"How much more are our golden silk grass?" William thought about it and asked.

"There are about 1,000 bundles, full of piles. However, the nearby golden silk grass has been gleaned by the villagers. If there is still golden silk grass, the villagers will have to go deep into the dark forest to mine, which will be more dangerous there."

"Since that's the case, then stop purchasing the golden silk grass!" William said. For him, talent is the most precious property.

"Okay, Lord Baron, do those 20 villagers want it?"

"Continue to let them weave baskets, and the reward remains unchanged!" William said without wanting the simplest handicraft workshop to disband.

Old John frowned, but he responded, "Yes, Lord Baron."

"Old John, inform the villagers that the second meeting of the whole village will be held tomorrow!" William ordered.

"Second meeting?" Old John said suspiciously.

"Oh, I mean, I have something new to announce." William couldn't help but say in his last life.

"Yes, sir!" Old John stood up straight.

"Yes. Go down." William waved his hand and asked Old John and the others to leave, then sat in the chair, not knowing what he was thinking, and sat for a while, suddenly said.

"Magic Mirror, what is my physical fitness now?"

The mirror mirror that had been placed on the table flashed with a faint light, and a sharp sound appeared in William's mind.

"Master, Master, your physical attributes are as follows: Strength: 2.2, Physical constitution: 2, Agility: 2.3, Status: Normal!"

"The physical fitness is still the same as last time, and hasn't changed much? Although there is a better knight training method and you can perform perfect exercise under the guidance of the Magic Mirror, the time is still too short!" William frowned and murmured in a low voice.

In fact, he was not as relaxed as he showed in front of Old John and the others.
Chapter completed!