"Forgive me for being rude to grow crops outside the city walls, my lord...... old Sopa looked at the green farmland outside the wooden house, and then at the Arctic mountains not far away, "The infestation of wild beasts will cost you a lot of money, and what do the signs in these fields mean?"

Sopa Sr. pointed to a wooden board in the field with the words "Colin Coso" written in ink, apparently the name of a person.

"Is that the name of the serf in charge of this land? It's a good idea to assign tasks to each serf, and let them hand in grain at regular intervals every year, so that they don't have to worry about being lazy," Old Sopa nodded, "The land here is indeed very fertile, but as if it had just been cultivated, are you expanding the scope of your farmland?"

The empty collar is not as barren as it is rumored, at least the farmland in front of him is thriving, and the serfs who are irrigating it seem to be working very hard, not the kind of deliberately superficial performance, but the sincere dedication of their own strength.

This surprised old Sopa that these serfs were doing so much without the soldiers watching, and there was no negative look at them.

He couldn't help but look at Rand, what method did this guy use to make these serfs work so steadily?

"First of all, I'm going to correct one of your mistakes. Rand pointed to the men working in the fields, "They are my people, not slaves. ”

"Secondly, I lease the land to them, and most of the annual harvest of the farmland goes to the growers, and only a part of the taxes are paid to me," Rand considered his words, "a very small portion." ”

"Secondly, I am indeed cultivating the farmland, and I don't have to worry about the beast infestation you just mentioned. Rant pointed to the patrol musketeers who came from afar, these soldiers were the first group of musketeers, all of whom had participated in the defense of the wooden house, and when it came to the proficiency in the use of guns, even the team of sheriffs under the command of Iron Fist was not as good as them, "I have a special patrol team, and they are very good at dealing with wild beasts and aliens. ”

While the two were talking, the patrol was approaching.

At the head of the head was the militia captain Versailles, who had become more and more like a qualified soldier since the defense of the wooden house, wearing a close-fitting uniform and walking neatly.

"Your Lord!"

With the sound of neat throwing of guns, led by Versailles, the entire patrol saluted the rand in unison.

It is a ritual that has never been seen before, holding the bottom of the gun with the left hand and holding the body of the gun against the chest with the right hand.

This is the etiquette exclusive to the militia, and Rand noticed that the militia members were already very skillful, and he felt a little proud.

It seems that they are not relaxing their training in private.

Rand nodded in satisfaction, "Good work." ”

Van Sailes subconsciously wanted to respond with a sentence of willingness to serve adults.

But before he could speak, Rand spoke first: "Go and inform the town hall that Touron and the officials in charge of the factory will come to see me at the castle." ”

"By the way, I almost forgot, let Andy and Oak prepare, I need their help with something. ”

"Yes!"

Versailles glanced at old Sopa standing beside Rand as if remembering something: "My lord, I have something to report to you......"

"There is a shipmaker from Lindong City, named Modo, who has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

"Modo, damn it, how did I forget about this!" Rand patted his head, the letter inviting Modo to come to the air ferry was written by his own hand, but he didn't expect Modo to arrive when he left the air ferry territory, "I heard that he has a weird temper, how is it?

"Lord Touron personally received him, and now he lives in the castle, and although his life is of the highest standard, he doesn't seem to be very interested in food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and so on, and runs all day to the mines and the factories of the *** branch. ”

It seems that I really didn't find the wrong person, Modo is a craftsman in the traditional sense, and he is far more interested in new products and machinery than anything else, which makes Rand much more reassured.

Originally, I was worried that Modo would refuse his invitation because he had a bad impression of himself, but now it seems that he has the technology in his hands that can definitely attract Modo to stay, and he may not need to say anything to keep him.

Modo is likely to choose to stay because of his desire to explore new technologies.

......

Castle, meeting room.

Old Sopa looked at Oak and Andy sitting in front of him, endured it for a long time, and finally asked, "My lord, this is what you said, the person who can solve the problem of dissolving the rock?"

Oh my God, I've been fooled by him!

This woman looked soft and weak, completely devoid of the temperament of a craftsman, and the skin on her hands was very delicate, not at all like a perennial contact with minerals, she was more like a teacher, or a noble lady.

And the boy next to him......

Old Sopa sighed to himself, he was too young.

A good craftsman, in addition to exquisite skill and care, the most important thing is experience, the experience accumulated through years of work.

And this boy, old Sopa doubted that he was not even as old as his own grandson, what role could he play in such a young child?

But the character he had cultivated over the years of living in the Imperial City prevented him from directly expressing his dissatisfaction, and he looked at Rant, who was sitting at the office desk, waiting for his answer.

"Your Excellency, please be a little more patient. Rand looked down and pulled out two papers from the drawer, "I can help you solve the problem of the rock, but I also have my needs." ”

"Speak, please. ”

"My territory needs a batch of rigid rocks, I can buy them from you at the original price, and I can even give you some more subsidies. Rand thought for a moment, then added: "But on the condition, you must stay and be the chief craftsman in my factory, and it will not be a long time." ”

"Two years, only two years, you can rest assured that you will be satisfied in terms of salary, and I assure you that there is definitely something in my factory that will make you feel refreshed. ”

Old Sopa's face stiffened a little, and it took him a long time to react.

"So your purpose in the first place was to hire me?" said old Sopa frowned, he really didn't want to choose who to be loyal to again at this age, and he had come to settle the rocks.

As for accepting employment......

Old Sopa felt that Lanter's proposal was a bit abrupt.

He was about to say no.

Rand preemptively said: "Before you make a decision, you should visit my factory first, maybe you will change your mind." ”