"Hey! What are you going to do, Vahid? Want to make trouble? Charron also reacted at this time, and immediately walked in front of Solam and them, blocking the group.

"How is that possible? I haven't been mixed up for years, and I just want to talk to this adult on behalf of the neighbors. At this time, a middle-aged man said with a smile as he walked out of the crowd. The fleshy face looked more like a thug than a worker.

Solam noticed that his palms were covered with thick calluses, which were not something that could be sharpened by doing coolies, but only those who had actually done killing, obviously. The identity of the other party is definitely not as simple as a worker.

"Say, Lord Soram is very busy, how can I have time to chirp with you coolies, do whatever you need to do in a hurry." Charlen seemed to know this man named Wahid, and did not fight them directly because they were in the way, but impatiently chased them away.

"We're not going to do anything, we just want to ask a few questions, but it's not okay?" The middle-aged man named Wahid was not angry, but said with an aggrieved face.

"You ......"

"Forget it, Charron, let him speak." Although Solam's eyes are not poisonous, they are not blind, he can see that this Vahid in front of him is definitely not an ordinary person, just look at the way he looks at Charlen, you can see that this guy doesn't take Charlen in his eyes at all.

When he looked at Charron, his eyes were full of calm, like an adult looking at a child.

When Charron saw that Soram had spoken, he silently stepped aside, allowing Vahid to come over and stand in front of Soram.

"What are you going to ask me?" Solam looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a little curiosity, although his face was full of meat, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes, not like a reckless man at all, at first glance, he was a person with a story.

"My lord, I just want to ask, can you continue to hire us, your salary is high, the treatment is good, those neighbors want to continue to work for you, of course, if you don't want to continue to hire us, it's nothing, we want to know, when do you plan to stop hiring us. It's not that I'm dissatisfied with you, it's just that the neighbors want to have a bottom in their hearts, otherwise their hearts are always a little empty. ”

Now these people who work here are very satisfied with the conditions offered by the Black Claw Guild, but because they are too satisfied, they are always a little bit of a loser, for fear that if they come together tomorrow morning, the boss will directly let them go, and they are a little reluctant to work so well.

Soram didn't answer his question, but said with interest: "Are you their head?" ”

Hearing Solam's words, the middle-aged man smiled a little innocently, scratched his head and said: "We are just a group of bitter neighborhoods, and we are not gangsters, where do we come from, we have seen a little bit of the world before, so we were elected by everyone to ask a few questions." ”

His style is very honest, and it doesn't match his fierce appearance at all.

"Oh, that's right." Solam looked at him carefully and found that this guy was really not simple. The first is his stance, his feet are not in a straight line, but slightly forward and backward, and slightly outward, obviously to maximize balance and at the same time, ready to exert force.

His body is also relaxed, but his back is straight, and his hands are also on his sides, and the two palms are also facing the inside of the body. This position may not seem like much, but it allows him to pull out the weapon on his waist in the shortest possible time and attack as quickly as possible.

Soram could see that this was not something he had done on purpose, but that it had come naturally. This shows that this man named Wahid must have undergone rigorous training, otherwise it would be impossible for him to move so naturally and smoothly, as if he would join the battle at any time.

Look at the muscles of his arms are well-proportioned and strong, each muscle is just right, this is not a coolie should have muscles at all, you must know that coolies because of long-term heavy work, although the arms are muscular, but the muscles are definitely not so symmetrical because of the force, to put it bluntly, it is a little deformed, although this will bring a lot of strength, but it is not suitable for fighting.

The muscles on his arms are more like those of a long-term knife practitioner, and thinking about the calluses on his hands, it is not difficult for Soram to guess that this person should be a good hand with a knife, and he is also a two-handed knife.

"I don't know how long this project will take, but I guess it will take a few months, because the next thing is to build a house, and if there are fewer people, it will be a lot slower, and you can continue to do it, but those who are lazy will definitely be fired, after all, I am not a charity." Are you satisfied with this answer? ”

Now there are about 3,000 workers here, and each person only has one silver coin a day, and only more than 9,000 gold a month, which Soram can afford, as long as they are really working hard.

And after those houses are built, Solam probably won't fire everyone, but leave some smart and capable people to continue to work for him, after all, those inns, taverns, restaurants, etc., also need labor.

As for how many people will be retained at that time, Solam doesn't know now, and he will wait for Diaedin's statistics. So there's no need to say it now.

"Thank you so much!" As soon as he heard this, Vahid and the group behind him were very happy, after all, a few months are not short, and they can save a lot of money during this time.

"By the way, I still lack a foreman here, would you like to do it?" Just as Wahid was about to leave, Soram stopped him.

"Foreman? I? Wahid was visibly taken aback, wondering why Soram had suddenly said this to him.

"Of course, I see that you still have a lot of prestige among these workers, and it would be good for you to be the foreman." Solam thinks it's not bad to have a foreman, after all, Charlen is a gangster, and it's not bad to ask them to fight, but if you want them to manage the workers, they are enough, so it's better to choose a foreman to help them manage it.

"How about your treatment of one gold coin a day in the future?" Without waiting for Wahid to say anything else, Soram directly offered the treatment.

"Since you look up to me like this, of course I have to carry it, no problem, I am the foreman, I promise that no one will dare to be lazy." When Vahid heard this, a smile immediately appeared on his face, and he assured him vigorously.

But this was just a façade, and Soram could see that Vahid didn't really care about it, because although he had a smile on his face, his eyes didn't fluctuate at all, as if it were a trivial matter.

"That's good, let's get to work!" With that, Solam waved him to take the workers to work.

"Okay! Brothers are working! ”

After he left, Soram looked at Charlen and asked, "Where did this man come from?" ”

When Charlen saw Soram asking about this, he scratched his head a little and said, "I don't know, I know that he originally lived here, and he used to work on the docks, so he had a bit of prestige." However, I heard others say that he used to be a gangster, and he took the sea route, and more than ten years ago, he was still very famous. But for some reason, he suddenly stopped messing around. ”

"Really?" Soram touched his chin and said thoughtfully.

"What? Is there something wrong with this man? Do you want me to take my brother and get him up? Charron clearly misunderstood what Soram meant, and thought there was something wrong with Wahid.

"No, no. What could he have been wrong with? Forget about him, he has a better prestige among the workers, just help us manage the workers, you don't like to care about those trivial things, just right, I'll leave it to him in the future. ”

"That's a good feeling, and we're not used to being always against these honest workers." In fact, Charlen has long been impatient with managing these workers, these workers are all honest, and when they see them gangsters, they are all scared and boring.

"Well, that's the case, but you still need to have more snacks."

"Got it!"

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"My lord, is there really something wrong with that Wahid?"

In the carriage, Diaadin finally asked the question in his heart, he was not the rough man of Charlen, Diaadin could see that Vahid was definitely not simple, otherwise Solam would not have that expression.

"Well, it's a bit of a problem, but it's not a big deal, it's just that I'm a little curious."

"Curious about what?"

"It's curious that a good master is so obscure."

"Master ?!!" Diaedin is an ordinary person, not a professional, he can't tell which Wahid is stronger, but when these words came out of Solam's mouth, Diaedin had to believe it.

"Well, although I don't know what the specific strength is, I can be sure that he is at least stronger than Charlen." Solam could see that Wahid didn't take Charlen in his eyes, and the indifference in his eyes couldn't deceive people.

"Huh? Then why don't you ask Charron to bring someone to arrest him and ask him about it? Diaedin's psychology was a little darker, and he felt that a master pretending to be an ordinary worker and running in front of them must have a plan.

"Why did you arrest him? He has no ill will towards us. "It's true, if Vahid really has any malice, Soram can't not feel it at all, don't forget that Soram's perception is very high.

"Besides, everyone else has lived here for more than ten years, you don't think he will be so idle for us, right?" Although Solam didn't know why such a person lived in such obscurity, Soram was sure that others would not be idle and panicked against him.

Hearing Soram's words, Diaedin also felt a little nervous, but for the sake of insurance, Diaedin still felt that he had to check this person properly.

"Then I'll quietly check on his details?"

"Hmm. OK. "It just so happens that Solam is also interested in Wahid's story, and it is nothing to let Diaedin Chachacha.