This is the boss's great importance to the employees, Jiao Ming was overjoyed to hear it, if there is a beautiful boss on the earth who says that she will not let herself resign, she will wake up laughing from sleep. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"As I said, we are just handing over our backs to each other's revolutionary friendship, rest assured!" Jiao Mingqiang held back a smile and began to ask the topic: "Let's talk about why these people left, this brain drain is like a person bleeding, it is very terrible, and we must find a way." ”

"It can be divided into two reasons, in terms of territory, we can't pay a high enough salary, and personally, staying here can't improve the ring. "The problem of brain drain is obvious, it is a headache for the successive lords of the Crocodile Lord, and all kinds of ways to think about it can't get around the above two dead knots after all.

"It's understandable that the territory is poor, why can't you increase the mage ring here?"

"Naturally, you have to learn from high-level mages to improve the number of rings, and there are no other high-level mages in our territory. ”

"That's a problem. Jiao Ming was even more strange: "The earliest generation of magicians is not an object of learning, and they can still be improved. ”

"Three hundred years ago, Saint Cosson led a large group of talented magicians to usher in a new era, but the speed at which Saint Coxon's own magic rings increased was a turtle speed, from leaving his hometown at the age of sixteen to his death at the age of one hundred and ten, it took a lifetime to improve from five rings to nine rings. And now, if you can find a nine-ring magician who is willing to teach him, a talented person can reach the nine-ring level in thirty years. Binglian also summed up with emotion: "So this is the accumulation of civilization and knowledge, and it is standing on the shoulders of giants." Even if a person can stay in the crocodile territory and go through the path of exploration of the first generation of magicians again, he may not be as good as a graduate of a magic school. ”

Jiao Ming understood that clearing and harvesting would naturally not be a speed, but there was nothing to do for a while. Instead, he asked another question: "There are a few magicians in that magic tower in Sardinia City who seem to be crocodile leaders too." ”

"That magic tower is an organization of the Wizards Association stationed in the crocodile territory, and it does not belong to our crocodile territory, and the magicians in it are only on rotation, and they will be rotated in half a year or a year. And nine out of ten of the people who are stationed in the Crocodile Collar Magic Tower are offended or ostracized, and they spend most of their time thinking about how to return to civilization and where they have the time to teach their apprentices. "From Ice Lotus's attitude towards these resident mages, it can be inferred that there should have been some unpleasant experiences between them and the crocodile family.

"None of those who went out really didn't come back?"

"The tuition fees of the magic school are very expensive, and the magic books are even more expensive, if you follow the high-level mage as an apprentice, it seems that it doesn't cost money, but you basically become a slave who makes magic equipment, and uses time to pay the tuition. We have also collected some information, and the people who were led out by the crocodile have all gone the latter way, not necessarily because they really don't want to come back, and most of them have not paid off their tuition until they die. Binglian smiled bitterly, and continued: "My father gritted his teeth and almost bankrupted me to send me to a magic school, but I was too willful......"

Jiao Ming arched his back lightly and said: "There is really no need to blame yourself, the population is the ultimate wealth of a territory, from this point of view, the demonic soil is much more useful than alchemy." As long as there is a sufficient population, there are many ways to crack these small tricks of the intellectual class, and even if you go through the road of clearing the land again, it is not a big deal. ”

"It's really strange, just chatting with you, obviously nothing has changed, but it is much easier, and the future of the territory seems to have become brighter. Binglian's tone suddenly became brisk, and there was even a hint of a smile.

"My uncle once told me that thinking hard is the only way to solve problems, and being serious just makes others think that you are solving problems. Jiao Ming once again thought of his uncle, the figure who was like his mentor in life. "So you don't always have a straight face, girls who love to laugh are beautiful. ”

Binglian savored the aphorism that Jiao Ming had just said, and suddenly said angrily: "You mean I'm pretending?"

"There's nothing wrong with pretending, you can build up the confidence of your subordinates, but when there is no one else, no matter how serious you are, you can't be deceiving yourself. ”

"Your uncle is also a character. Binglian deliberately imitated Jiao Ming's praise of the ancestors just now.

"On behalf of my uncle, I accept your compliment. Jiao Ming naturally imitated it back, and it was even more exaggerated, and then both of them laughed happily. After returning to the tent, Jiao Ming learned the lesson he had learned from his visit, and although he was very uncomfortable, he still fell asleep.

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On the second day of the return trip, the team moved forward step by step, on the rickety carriage, Jiao Ming recalled last night's conversation, and suddenly regretted a little, if it was not back-to-back, but shoulder to shoulder, Binglian should not refuse. glanced at the sedentary ice lotus, and secretly scolded himself for not having the talent to flirt with girls.

In the afternoon, one of the carriages behind broke the wooden axle, and the horses were untied and the team continued on the road. Only when they returned to the castle would they send coolies to bring in new axles to repair them. A few little guys who were originally riding in the carriage happily began to ride the ploughing oxen, and the sound of flashing scales was mixed with the voices of several boys, and Jiao Ming could also hear it in the carriage. After that, Jiao Ming began to feel sleepy, so he proposed to continue playing poker, and the three women naturally agreed, and then specially asked for the newly made poker from Xiao Shi.

At dinner, the coolies drove their cattle to a nearby river to drink, and then the news came that a cow had been bitten by a six-legged crocodile, and the coolies were holding sticks and were struggling with the six-legged crocodile. Xia Feng followed the coolie who reported the news, and soon dragged the murderer back with his tail, and then Binglian decided to add food, and the coolies naturally cheered.

Jiao Ming was very curious about the battle process, and went to ask Xia Feng, and the answer was just a simple 'punch to death', Jiao Ming went to look at the corpse of the six-legged crocodile, which was smaller than the common crocodiles on the earth, and the head was completely opened.

Soon the crocodile soup was brought out, and when Jiao Ming was halfway through eating, he suddenly noticed a problem, and turned his head to ask the ice lotus beside him: "This seems to be the symbol of the crocodile collar, right?"

"yes. "Binglian also drank very happily, and there was no psychological burden at all.

"Since it's a symbol, can you eat it casually?"

"To put it bluntly, this kind of thing is just a show on the family crest, and there are more family territories in the southern region with common animals as symbols, and no one takes it seriously. ”

"Then I'll be able to eat with peace of mind. Then he turned around and shouted, "Another bowl!"

Although the old man over there can only be in a daze, he seems to be able to distinguish between delicious and delicious, and after seeing the meat, he actually ate two large bowls. After dinner, Jiao Ming asked Binglian on a whim why he didn't let Xia Feng go out hunting and add some meat. Binglian couldn't cry or laugh, but just prevaricated with things that didn't conform to aristocratic etiquette. Xia Feng on the side directly glared at him with a fierce look, Jiao Ming smacked his lips, with a very regretful expression, and he didn't care about Xia Feng's eyes.

After eating and sleeping early, coupled with the fact that he had begun to get used to it, Jiao Ming had a rare good night's sleep tonight.