Charles, the carpenter, took in a group of ingenious apprentices from the villagers and wild slaves, opened a carpenter shop in the village, and after completing the tasks assigned by William, he also began to help some wealthy villagers build some rough wooden tables, simple chairs and other ordinary furniture.

Add, the blacksmith, got his own blacksmith shop as he wished, and the apprentices he chose were more likely to be physically fit, but most of these people were chosen by William as servants, so Eddie had little choice.

Moreover, the iron ore is depleted, and the blacksmith shop without rice is naturally unable to produce new iron tools, so it is more leisurely, and the daily work is mainly to repair damaged or deformed iron weapons.

This made Eddie, who wanted to show his skills, very disappointed.

There is also a tailor shop in the small village of Nisse.

Bude, who was originally just a part-time tailor, is now too busy to touch the ground, and the continuous expansion of the escort team has put forward more important requirements for his production capacity.

Instead of subcontracting the work as before, he officially opened a tailor shop, recruited a group of experienced village women, negotiated a good salary, gathered together, and worked on the assembly line!

Yes, the assembly line!

A new term that Bud learned from the lips of their wise and handsome Lord William - assembly line!

The garment making is divided into one process, and each process is responsible for a special person.

After implementing this in this way, Bud was surprised to find that the work efficiency increased by three levels.

Bude, who tasted the sweetness, did not hesitate to implement the assembly line work.

Adams' mill and donkey could not be taken away, so William forced him to buy it.

Although sweet flour is delicious, it is too expensive, and for the same weight, sweet flour is three times that of rye.

It's okay to eat it once in a while, but if you eat it all the time, few people in the village can afford it.

Therefore, the villagers grind the rye grown by themselves into flour and then mix it with sweet flour and mix it with water to make a paste and eat it together, and the taste is okay.

In this way, the consumption is controlled within the acceptable range of the villagers.

In addition, some villagers who have ideas will mix sweet flour with rye flour and bake it into dark green bread in the village oven.

There is even a hint of sweetness in these breads, a bit like the white bread and queen bread that those noble lords eat.

Of course, because of the incomplete fermentation, these breads will still become extremely hard after a long time, and can be used as weapons.

Moreover, the cost of making bread is higher after all, so not all villagers will do it.

Whether it is mixed directly with sweet flour and added to water to make a paste, or made into bread, add rye flour.

In this way, the mill has a place to use.

William asked Old John to pick an honest villager in the village, put the mill in charge of him, and pick a few wild slaves to do chores.

Previously, Adams charged a fee of one out of fifteen.

William was kind, he could draw one out of twenty.

This commission is enough for the villagers to be grateful to Dade!

At the brick yard, because of the high demand for honeycomb coal in winter, this work is in a race against time.

It is not manpower that restricts the production of honeycomb coal, but the output of coal mines.

The sticky honeycomb coal made from honeycomb coal molds every day is not placed in the open air, but put into the warehouse.

William would secretly use the gourmet table to suck up the moisture from the honeycomb coals, make them usable directly, and store them.

In the case of brick-making, the city wall has been basically completed, and the demand for bricks and stones is not as great as before, but the work of burning bricks continues, but it is not as urgent as before.

The masonry crafted, in addition to being a backup, also has a role as a weapon.

Yes!

Weapons!

The servant soldiers who drove ducks to the shelves can also be transferred to slingers.

Condescending on the city wall and letting them throw bricks, these servants can still exert good combat effectiveness.

How to say that bricks are also the first of the top ten hidden weapons in the rivers and lakes!

On the side of the brick factory, there was also a terracotta workshop, which was run by experienced terracotta workers selected from among the wild slaves.

Previously, he was mainly responsible for firing red clay stoves.

After a period of firing, the red clay stove has basically met the heating and boiling water needs of the whole village, and no one has frozen to death anyway.

But William did not abolish the terracotta workshops, but gave them a new task - to make pottery pots, bowls, pots and other pottery.

It is worth mentioning that the villagers are not counted, but the wild slaves are William's private property, that is, Charles or someone else, hires the wild slaves, and the remuneration of the wild slaves belongs to William.

In this regard, Old John will naturally "negotiate" with these handicraft owners, and there is no need for William to worry about it.

After the pottery is made, it is sold in a grocery store, which is a variety of grocery stores.

It's just that in this way, the name of the grocery store is a bit unrealistic, and it is not qualified to be called a department store, but it is barely okay to call it a grocery store.

Not to mention, after these pottery are put in, there are really villagers who buy them.

The first to buy it was the Mark family.

Before William arrived, Mark's family was destitute.

After William came.

Mark's son became the captain of the convoy, he himself became a small overseer in the coal transport, one son went to the blacksmith shop as an apprentice, and the other sons had things to do except the youngest.

The combined income of the family is not the top in the whole small village of Nisse, but it is also first-class.

Living conditions have improved considerably.

They can also be regarded as a benchmark for hard work and prosperity in the small village of Nisse, and they are the objects of envy and jealousy in the hearts of other villagers.

Naturally, they have also become diehard loyalists of Lord William!

At this point, William's rule over the entire village of Nisse was completely impregnable.

Blacksmith's shop, carpenter's shop, tailor's shop, mill's, bake's house, brickyard, terracotta workshop, coal court, grocery store, escort ......

The whole village of Nisse seems to be getting more and more alive and vibrant.

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Around noon.

Jacques Potter wore a clean escort squad leader's uniform, with a cross-sword hanging from his waist, and a serious and somewhat proud expression, walking with his head held high on the road of the small village of New Nisse, followed by a neat and orderly group of escort members.

They were all dressed in uniform and armed with iron spears in their hands, and they followed their captain, Jacques Potter, in a row of twos and twos, with their eyes fixed on each other.

They were on patrol duty.

No one is talking!

A wordless momentum spread.

The villagers passing by all stopped, nodded at Jacques Potter, or said hello.

This is a tribute to the convoy for cleaning up discipline, mediating conflicts, guarding villages, and patrolling all night during this time.

In their eyes, Jacques Potter saw the respect from the hearts of the villagers.

Instead of being afraid of his fists as before, although he showed favor on the surface, he hated and even hated in his bones!

This feeling of respect made Jacques Potter secretly happy, and his face was still serious, and he only nodded lightly to the villagers, and then continued to move forward.

Patrol all the way to the gate by the city wall.

Little Glitter is leading another team of guards in charge of guarding the goal.

The two looked at each other and nodded to each other.

Jacques Potter continued with the convoy.

Walking along the city walls, Jacques Potter suddenly had a heart move, and walked up the stairs behind the walls.

The members of the escort behind him continued to follow.

The walls were only three meters high, and Jacques Potter soon came to the walkway above the walls.

The walkway is paved with bricks, and underneath is rammed dirt.

Jacques Potter unexpectedly saw a man on the city wall.

An old man!

Gretel's father, old Gretel!

He was looking intently at the scenery outside the village.

Jacques Potter's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, and he walked up to old Gretel, and said softly, "Hello, Mr. Gretel! ”

"Jacques, you're here!" Old Gretel was not surprised at all, and did not look back.

His son was also the captain of the Escort, and he himself had made a great contribution, so he had the confidence to speak to Jacques Potter like this.

Jacques Potter was unimpressed, and calmly replied, "Yes, Mr. Gretel, I'm on patrol on my lord's orders!" ”

After a pause, Jacques Potter asked, "Mr. Gretel, it's very windy above the city walls, what are you doing here?" ”

"I'm looking at that forest!" Old Gretel said.

"The forest?" Jacques Potter looked out into the forest outside the village, and saw only the villagers and wild slaves who were busy coming and going.

He frowned and said, "Mr. Gretel, I don't understand what you mean. ”

"Mr. Potter!" Old Gretel finally turned around and said to Jacques Potter in a low tone, "How nice it would be if there weren't lizardmen!" ”

Jacques Potter was silent, and as the weather grew colder, the villagers' worries grew.

It's not a few words that can cover up the past.

Old Gretel turned his head again, "The small village of Nisse has finally ushered in a lord!" An incredibly merciful and powerful lord! ”

"Thank God!"

"He fed us well, he taught my kids the sweetness, he kept us from feeling cold in the cold nights."

"The village of Nisse also has a city wall, and there are many shops in the village of Nisse, and all kinds of interesting and practical little things appear in the village of Nisei......"

"Oh my God! I often think I'm dreaming! ”

Suddenly, he changed his words, "But can all this survive this long winter?" ”

"Can I keep having this dream? 'til I die......"

Jacques Potter was silent, and he looked deeply at the forest.

In the past, he would never think about these things.

But now, not only is he fed, but he also has more strength than before, and he has won the respect of the villagers.

All this was brought to him by William!

What if a monster wants to destroy it all? Jacques Potter asked himself.

No! I will not allow it! Jacques Potter didn't hesitate to come up with an answer.

He clenched his fists and looked in the direction of the forest, his gaze unwavering, "I will not allow it!" ”

A chill suddenly came from his forehead, and Jacques Potter looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes were fluttering, like snow-white elves, flying freely under the pale sky.

"It's snowing...... Jacques Potter muttered.

"It's snowing......" Old Gretel's cloudy eyes struggled to look at the sky, and his eyes were complicated.