Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 99

2021-08-01

Chapter 99 Six Silver Coins
Winters and Andre have run all the villages on the island over and over.

The process is almost the same, first find the village chief, call all the villagers to hold a meeting, publicize the recruitment policy (daily salary of five silver coins, one settlement per day), and then go to the next village.

However, two days have passed, and few farmers have come to the Red Sulphur Port to apply for the recruitment.

After intensive surveys, several engineer officers from the Road Construction Countermeasures Headquarters have come up with a road construction plan for the first five kilometers, and the rest of the plan will be built while the road is being built.

The start of construction was imminent, but the workers were not in place. Winters and Andre, who had nothing to gain, were caught and scolded by the Vice-section Head of the Countermeasures Headquarters.

The drooling two men returned to the field camp in frustration, and brought Bud over to discuss countermeasures-Bud was not transferred to the road construction headquarters because he was too capable, the logistics department. The director hated him.

"[The vulgar swear words learned from the sailors], [repeating the previous swear words]...I think these mud legs are cheap!" Andre, who was scolded for a while, became more and more angry. The big, angry facial features are twitching, and even the words can't be said: "Tomorrow I... I will lead a Zhuangzi and a Zhuangzi to clear, [Ganlin Brewing]! I think XX who dare not come! [Even if it is the most brutal The military man also said bad words]!"

"If you can't be hard, you can't be hard, this kind of thing is disgraceful, maybe someone will catch it in the future, you don't want to Was it recorded in the file?" Winters looked very tired, and he said as he washed his face: "Otherwise, why isn't someone else responsible? Instead, it's stuffed into the hands of our two little warrant officers?"

Get along Over time, Winters now has a knack for persuading Andre. He found that Andrea Cellini was very similar to the two cats in the house: he was like a semi-herd wild beast, who only cared about "myself" and lacked empathy and kindness towards others.

So it is best to convince him that it is in his own interests.

Sure enough, after hearing Winters' words, Andre was silent.

Bad said, holding his chin: "This matter is really in a gray area. The key is to not know how the Archon defines the civilians on the Red Illusion Island. Are they now the enemy population? Or are they automatically acquiring the citizens of Veneta? Identity? If it is the former, then they are not protected. If it is the latter, forcibly recruiting citizens under Veneta law will lead to court martial."

"So what?" Ender Lie stood up impatiently: "Then what do you say?"

"Sit down and talk, save your energy." Winters pulled Andre back to his seat: "Actually, put yourself in the shoes and think about it. Think, if I were a farmer on the island, I wouldn't dare to go to work for the army from outside... or would the daily pay go up a little more? Add to a small Silver Coin a day?"

Eight silver coins are converted into a small Silver Coin. Gold coins and large Silver Coins are not commonly used in normal life. Silver slots and small Silver Coins are the most common things for civilians.

Because the San Marco Legion has seized the treasury of the Red Sulphur Port Council, the Veneta army on the island is now well-off, and a small Silver Coin can be hired for a day.

"No!" Budde said firmly: "Five silver coins a day is far more than normal wages. If it is added to one Silver Coin for a day, no one dares to come. If you want me to say Not only can we not add money, but we must reduce it. Now is the slack season, and two silver chips and a tube of rice are enough to satisfy the farmers on the island.”

Both Winters and Andre are in Hailan City. Growing up, teenagers head to Jade City for school. Let them stand in the field, and they can't even tell the difference between malt and weeds.

In the eyes of two urban children, "money" is the most persuasive language, but on the small Red Iwo Island, this very persuasive language has hit a wall.

On the contrary, it was the sharecropper's son Bud who knew the farmers' minds all too well.

"Then what should I do? I don't want to come if I give more money, but I can come with less money?" Andre glared again.

"Don't use the name Mud Legs, they are people like you and me. If you were them, you wouldn't come." Bud frowned and said, "The civilians on the island and us The key is the lack of trust. With trust, all problems can be solved."

"Alas, I said 'Bishop', please stop talking nonsense. If you have any solution, just say it and don't give it to you. We both engage in equal education." Andre snapped back angrily.

Because Bard only had one scripture and two Gospels when he entered school, plus his experience in the monastery, the good people in the same period gave him a "bishop [Bishop]" behind his back. nickname.

This nickname actually implies a very serious insult, because the son of a tenant farmer is always impossible to become a bishop... an outsider scholar is suddenly thrown into a group of boys who have known each other for several years, and the bullying is almost It's a logical thing to do.

But the nickname Winters was never called once, and no one was allowed to call it around him. He used the nickname "sword technique Master" a few times when he was joking, but he really never said the nickname "bishop" once.

This was also the first time Winters heard Andre call out this nickname in person, and he immediately stabbed Andre to signal that he was going too far.

Andre also knew that he had lost his words, and closed his mouth embarrassingly.

Bud laughed instead of being angry. He stared at Andre and said slowly: "Why don't we make a bet, if I can solve the problem, then you will never use the word 'mud legs' again, How's it going?"

"Saint Physique! It's time to stop fighting Qi." For the first time, Winters also scolded the swear words that only believers can use. He feels very tired now - mentally superior.

"How about you, do you dare to bet with me?" Bud ignored Winters, still staring at Andre.

Andre was seen a little hairy, but his mouth was still hard: "Yes, if you can recruit enough people to build the road, I will never say the word "mud legs" in my life!"

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"Okay, it's a deal."

Bud and Andrea high-five.

After the high five, Budd said, "I have already said that what is lacking between the civilians on the island and us is trust. And trust... can be bought with money."

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"Buy trust? How to buy it?" Winters became interested, leaning involuntarily toward Bud.

Hearing Bud's words, he had a little inspiration, but he still couldn't see clearly as if through a layer of gauze. This feeling was like an itch that couldn't be scratched, making him eager to know the answer.

"It's simple, just buy some firewood." Bud didn't give a shit and explained in detail: "Building a trust relationship should start from the most innocuous place. We buy dry firewood at high prices on the island, After the farmer sold it to us and received the money on the spot, we had a basic trust with them."

"Buy firewood...they can come and build the road?" Andre was stunned. , in a daze.

"Of course it's not enough to buy firewood. After buying firewood, we will hire someone in the village to move the firewood to the port of Chisulfur, and we will also pay a high price." Budd said confidently. Smile: "Most farmers will not sign up, and only a few courageous people dare to come. However, as long as the farmers who transport dry wood return safely with money and grain, other people in the village will be jealous and regretful."

Gerald's Bud breathed a sigh of relief, looking into Winters and Andre's eyes said solemnly: "This way, there is a foundation of trust. You go to the village to recruit people, those who are the most daring and greedy. Farmers will apply. And as soon as a small percentage of the farmers who come to build roads get home safely, the rest of the farmers will understand that we are not trying to capture them as slave labor. By then, hehe, every able-bodied farmer on the island will be Your road workers!"

"Just do it! I can't trust anyone!" Winters slapped his thigh and said with a big laugh, "I tell you, it's not just about transporting dry wood to those people. The peasant of the peasant handed out money, and two pieces of cloth for each of them! Money is something that no one can see in his pocket. Give them two pieces of fine red cloth to take home, and anyone with eyes will You can see clearly!"

"You have so many crazy ideas..." Bud was also amused.

"Eh? Wait a minute, I'm a little confused." Andre rubbed his temples and asked hesitantly, "Then why do we buy firewood?"

"What do we do? Didn't Bud say it, buy trust." Winters patted Andre's arm.

"no no no, I mean...whatever we buy, we buy it anyway, what's the use of buying firewood back?" Andrei asked, "Why? Why don't you buy some useful things? For example, buy some grain and live pigs."

"If you want to buy grain, the farmer will not sell it to us. If there is no grain to eat, people will starve to death, and if there is no firewood, just chop it up. Budd immediately explained his deep consideration: "The farmers on the island are most afraid of us robbing grain. If they go to buy grain, it will seem like they are leading snakes out of their holes. They have to buy firewood, and they have to buy dry firewood. Dry firewood, although the farmer's family Yes, but not too much. And even if they sell all of them to us, they are not afraid."

"Is there such a consideration..." Andre was a little dizzy.

"But in order to guard against the unexpected, we'd better find another 'child'." Bud said with a smile: "One that not only we can trust, but also the people on the island, And it would never be considered a 'Nursing' of 'Nursing'."

"Red Pine Manor - Kalman!" Winters and Andrea said in unison.

The three warrant officers looked at each other, laughed heartily.

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This is the second day when the three warrant officers have negotiated a plan.

The sun is now sloping west, and it is dusk.

Three Leaf Village near Red Pine Manor.

Farmer Boris lies behind the courtyard gate, peeping out into the village path, anxiously waiting for his wife to come home.

Under the eaves of Boris's house, the dry wood stack that was once full of one person is now empty.

A footstep was suddenly heard, and Boris shivered with fright.

As the voice got closer and closer, what Boris could hear was not the heavy steps of a man, but the light steps of a woman, and he was relieved.

It was his wife Maria back.

Hearing footsteps coming to the door, before the girls knocked on the door, Boris rushed to open the courtyard door and hurriedly asked, "Are you back?"

"Alas. God, I'm scared to death! Come back, come back." Maria was startled, gasped and complained: "You let me in first."

Boris quickly let Granny enters.

The past few days the peasants in the village were apprehensive, and so was Boris.

A few days ago, two horse-riding masters came to the village, accompanied by dozens of vicious guards, called the peasants together, and said they would recruit people to build the road.

Boris didn't dare to go to the village square when the master came, and of course he didn't dare to "build the road".

Although he was very moved to give five silver coins a day, but who knows if he is lying? Men are worried that they will never come back, so no one dares to go.

Although Boris has not read books, he is not stupid. He knew very well that since no one in the village went to Hong Kong City, the two horse-riding masters would not give up.

So Boris in the past few days even sleeps with dry food bags.

Right now, inside the house, next to the door, there are packed dry food and clothes.

He was ready to run away at any time. Once the mother-in-law brought back bad news, he would immediately run into the woods on the island and hide in the limelight.

But who knew that the two masters came again today, but this time they didn't bring guards, they just said they wanted to buy dry wood.

And at a price that peasants could never dream of buying dry wood.

Boris was moved, but he kept his mind. Instead of selling it himself, he asked his wife to sell it.

The six Silver Coins exchanged for the dry wood at home are now in his arms and placed in the closest place to the flesh. The touch of Silver Coins on his ribs reminds Boris that he is not dreaming.

I bought a lot of dry wood, and the two masters alone can't move them - of course, the master can do this kind of rough work himself, so the two masters want to hire a few big cars in the village. Send the firewood back to the port city.

This made many people murmur, selling firewood in the village is one thing, and going to the port city with the master is another.

Seeing that no one applied, the two masters offered an unimaginable price for this trip, and they only hired five big cars, so don't need more.

Boris was heartbroken again, he had a cart at home...and a mule...but he was still scared and didn't dare to go.

The last two gentlemen hired two carts from the nearby Red Pine Manor, Lord Kalman, who also sent his valet to drive the carts himself.

Seeing Mr. Kalman is not afraid, some men in the village are full of thoughts.

Two normally daring peasants and the old cripple who had been healed by Mr. Kalman summoned the courage to drive out their carts, making up five carts full of Dry wood, go to the port city.

Boris was quite disdainful of the three people in the same village. He didn't believe that pies would fall from the sky. The master must buy dry wood just to deceive people.

Seeing the big convoy disappearing at the end of the road, Boris thought to himself: "I'm still smart, not greedy, and run away after eating the bait. Hmph, those three fools, I'm afraid they won't come back. "

However, he was a little worried about gains and losses, as if there was a thorn in his heart, and the thorn was itchy but he couldn't scratch it, he couldn't help thinking: "What if this time it really is a pie from the sky... What if...I mean what if? What if the master didn't lie?"

So all afternoon, Boris waited at home anxiously and restlessly, He hoped to wait for good news, and hoped to wait for bad news.

He didn't know what he was waiting for.

As it was getting dark, he heard the crunching sound of carts on the road.

Boris was eager to know what was going on, but he kept an eye out and let his wives find out.

Women have their own unique news channels and are very well-informed.

Boris stayed at home. If the master led the soldiers to arrest people, he immediately ran over the wall.

"Are they all back?" Boris asked with his wife's arm tightly clasped.

"Aiya, you're hurting me." Maria shook off her husband's hand and replied, "They're all back, the old cripple and the two sons of the Cliff family in the west of the village, are back. "

"Are you sure?" Boris couldn't believe it.

"I saw them with my own eyes, don't be too proud of the old cripple. The two masters personally escorted them back and rewarded each with two gold coins... God, this is the first time I've seen them.

To gold coin. I also rewarded them with a bottle of good wine and two red cloths." Maria stretched out her arms to measure: "It's very good red cloth, very good, I have never seen anyone in the village. Through such a good fabric..."

When his wife talked enthusiastically about seeing the fabric, Boris felt a chill in his chest, as if he had lost something very important.

The joy of exchanging the family firewood for six Silver Coins became insignificant, engulfed by a bigger and heavier depression.

Boris only felt his footsteps flimsy and almost fell to the ground.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Maria noticed her husband's strangeness, and she looked at him cautiously, her tone full of worry.

"Aiya! Aiya!" Boris angrily grabbed the six Silver Coins in his arms and threw them to the ground, the young farmer pulled his hair and beat his chest and thighs hard: "Aiya !Aiya!!"

Maria hurriedly picked up the six Silver Coins from the dirt. Although Maria was simple, she vaguely understood what was going on. She hugged Boris to prevent her husband from beating her: "Master, don't do this. Don't we still have six Silver Coins? How can there be such a good thing in the sky? What's the matter? I don't want that red cloth, we only have these six Silver Coins, I'm satisfied..."

However, Boris still repeated angrily: "Aiya, Aiya."

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It soon became completely dark.

Lamp oil is very expensive, and nightlife is a luxury in this era, so farmers rest after dark.

Boris, who was snoring on the pillow, was unusually quiet tonight.

Maria lay on the bed, listening to her husband's heavy breathing, knowing that he was clearly not asleep.

She deliberately changed the subject and asked, "Hey, the head of the house, why do you think Master Kalman has to send a cart with you? Master Kalman's family has money."

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Boris was irritable, when he heard his wife's question, he considered himself to be the smartest among the three Leaf Villages and he knew why, he answered impatiently: "Master Kalman's house has been raided, don't you know? The slaves of Red Pine Manor have been snatched by Veneta's master. Hey, now Master Kalman has no money... Okay, let's sleep."

Maria groped and held it. Holding her husband's hand, she said softly, "We don't have to envy others, isn't it great that we have a house and food? And we got six Silver Coins for nothing today? When did our family have so much money? It's enough for me to have you, what's the use of those two red cloths?"

Boris groaned, did not speak.

"The two Veneta lords said that they would hire people to build roads in Hong Kong City, but this time they only gave two silver coins for a day, but they took care of the meal." Maria rambled on. The voice got smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a half-asleep raving: "...but...that's really a very good red cloth..."

Boris shook off He took his wife's hand and angrily moved towards and turned in the opposite direction of his wife.

(From the perspective of the onlookers who did not move the wood as a letter, and did not move the wood)
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