As dawn, Boomer got out of bed. Changing into a coarse linen white cloth maid outfit, tying a light blue apron, and bringing a basin of water to wash herself well, especially carefully wiping her hair with a wet towel, and wrapping her long hair behind her head with a blue turban, Boomer walked to a floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror and took a closer look, showing a satisfied smile.

The fabric of the clothes is very coarse, but it looks very spiritual when worn on the body, and Boomer likes it very much. The maids of the goat inn each had two sets of such clothes. Boss John called them uniforms.

Boomer had only become a maid at a goat hotel six days earlier, and as a mother of two, she had to work hard. The goat inn is doing very well, relying not on young and hot waitresses, but on two nostril-facing chefs. The dishes they make are delicate and delicious, and the jaggery bread here is also very popular, so Boss John pays him well, and there are so many people who want to come and work here that Boomer doesn't have a chance to get the job if he doesn't meet an acquaintance.

Boomer carried a bucket of water, ready to wipe down the shiny tables and chairs in the hall. When she walked into the hall, there were already three maids cleaning. Boomer blushed slightly, she thought she had started early enough today, but she didn't expect to fall behind.

Boomer rolled up her sleeves and was about to get to work, but was stopped by the inn's owner, John.

"Boomer, you don't have to work today, you can go home and see the kids today. ”

Boomer's face turned pale, and he pleaded with tears in his eyes, "Boss John, please." For Ina's sake, don't fire me. I'll be sure to wake up early next time. ”

Boomer was terrified, she loved the job, and she loved staying in a goat inn, even if it was just a cramped stairwell, a hundred times better than a freedman's shack.

Old John patted his forehead and explained, "You weren't fired. You've just arrived at the Goat Hotel and you don't know our rules here. In our case, we get one day off for every six days of work. You can take care of your personal affairs on your days off, such as visiting the children or visiting relatives and friends. Rest assured, you can come to work tomorrow as usual. ”

Boomer's heart relaxed, and she asked, "Boss John, can I keep that stairwell?"

"Whatever you want. Old John shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Carrying the basket, Booma walked towards the free folk shantytown, where her husband and children still live. Inside the basket were two jaggery loaves, each the thickness of her calf and half a meter long. This is, Boss John gave it to her, saying it was a benefit. Boomer doesn't know what perks are, but she knows the kids will love it. Thinking of this, Boomer smiled, but when she thought of her husband who was so indulgent and hardworking, her face was covered with clouds.

Boomer's current man is her second husband, and her first husband was separated on the way to migration. In order to survive, Boomer and her now-husband became partners. It's been three years since they've been in Blackcastle, but those who are diligent and willing to endure hardships can always find a job. But Boomerma's husband has been idle, and can only rely on church handouts to survive. To Boomer's anger, the man would snatch the children's rations if he didn't feed her and the children, because the two children belonged to Boomer and her ex-husband.

In order to support her children, Bulma farms for Caitou, but she is a woman, and Caitou is only willing to give her half of her wages. When the Goat Hotel was hiring, Boomer wanted to try his luck. Luckily, she met Ina from the same village at the Goat Hotel. Ina told Boomer that she had accompanied her husband to deliver supplies to Blackcastle, that she now had a dozen acres of fiefdom, that he was a vassal of the lord, and that he had a very good relationship with the owner of the goat inn. With Ina's help, Boomer was hired by the Goat Hotel, with food and lodging, and 60 copper soles per month.

The shantytowns of Blackcastle are still stinky, but much better than before, the dirt roads have been paved with gravel, and the security here is not as chaotic as before, at least carrying two loaves of bread without worrying about being robbed.

These are the work of the Holy Warrior Lord Claude, Boomer thinks so. But what she didn't know was that there were many pairs of eyes staring at her in the shadows, but the blue and white maid outfit on Boomer's body made them dare not make a mistake. The monkey lord instructed that if anyone dared to touch the goat hotel, the monkey lord would bury him in the pit.

Seeing the cramped, low shack in front of him, Boomer cringed and disgusted. She had wanted to take her two children with her, but her husband said that if she took the children to work, she was afraid that she would be fired by her boss. After much consideration, Boomer finally left the child in the care of her man, but she found that the other maids also took the child with her at the goat inn, and Boss John was not embarrassed.

In fact, those old mercenaries prefer children. Maybe intentionally, maybe unintentionally, they even teach the kids some martial arts, and the half-grown kids can get a job at the grocery store next door. Sow some seeds, and who knows what the harvest will be.

Boomer took a deep breath and walked towards the shack. She decided that even if she was beaten, she would take the children away today.

"Do you say this is true? When you get to Victor Territory, you will be given the status of a vassal directly?"

"You can also believe this kind of rumor, but the vassal status can only be obtained by serving the lord for three generations. Biddy scoffed.

Baddy had already heard about the news of Victor's recruitment of vassals, and these old acquaintances had really come to him to discuss this matter. Biddy only thought that a few of them were really stupid, and he didn't think that the lord would be so stupid, and only a stupid farmer would believe such a rumor.

"It's not to give the vassal status directly, but to join a kind of work division system, as long as you work every day, you can get work points, every 1000 work points can be exchanged for an acre of fiefdom, as long as you change to 10 acres of fiefdom, you will become a vassal. Another freeman said that he had inquired carefully.

"Old Hayden had gathered a group of people the day before yesterday and had already set off, and Milu's group had left five days ago. Someone followed.

"Whether this news is true or not, it's worth a trip. And the sooner the better. ”

Hearing this, several of the freedmen nodded their heads, and they were now like cats scratching their hearts, eager to leave immediately.

Seeing that they had a nose and an eye, Biddy was also very moved, but he was too lazy to move, and now that his woman had found a good job, there was no need to risk this unreliable news.

The door to the hut was pushed open, and several people were startled, and they were relieved to see that it was Buddy's wife, Boomer. Beddy said with a gloomy face.

"Why did you come back? ”

Boomer gave the man a disgusted look and said, "No, Boss John let me rest today." I'll come back to see the kids. ”

Biddy sighed, as long as the woman wasn't fired, he was counting on Boomer to earn him money, even if it was a waitress at a goat hotel.

Boomer doesn't pay attention to the group, who, like Biddy, are a bunch of food on relief. She walked towards the inside of the shack, where the two children were cowering in the corner.

"Mother, I brought you bread, and it was very sweet jaggery. Looking at his scarred two sons, Boomer was so distressed that he almost cried. These days, the children must have been beaten by Biddy.

The thick arm reached over and snatched the bread from Boomer's hand.

"I haven't eaten yet, what are the little cubs anxious about?" said Biddy viciously.

"Give it back to me, it was Boss John for the kids. Boomer rushed up and fought the shameless man, trying to snatch the bread back.

"Slut, one-legged old man, two loaves of bread will send you away?" Biddy scolded viciously as he pushed Bulma down.

"The bread is for you, and I'm going to take the child away. Boomer calmed down, picked up the two crying children and rushed out.

Beddy was furious, these two little cubs were his tools to control Boomer, if Boomer took the child away, how could he rely on her to make money in the future? In this world, it is not new for women to take children to find new men.

Biddy grabbed Bulma by the hair and pulled her back, slapping her in the face with a vicious slap. Just as he was about to continue the violence, his arm was caught.

"You're going to take care of my family too?" Biddy shouted to the man who was tugging at his arm.

The freeman let go of his arm and smiled at Baidi, "Your wife works at a goat hotel, you won't forget what the monkey master said, will you?"

"This is my woman, and the monkey master won't take care of my housework. Biddy said uncertainly, but he didn't dare to continue.

"We can't control the affairs of the monkey master. The Freeman said, "We have heard that the Goat Hotel is the property of Lord Victor, so we would like to ask Boomer if the rumors about the division of work system are true?"

Everyone, including Biddy, had their eyes on Boomer.

"The division of work system is real, Ina, you know, she is now the wife of a vassal of Victor, and my job was introduced by her. She told me that the Victor Commander is currently short of manpower, and that the Baron is going to come here to recruit the lords, and that the division of work system will soon be capped, so if you want to go, you have to hurry!"

Boomer just wanted the disgusting man to roll away, and she told the news she had heard.

A few freedmen gasped with red eyes, eager to grow wings and fly to Victor's Territory, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Biddy did the same, but he thought more.

"We should gather more people together, the more people the better!"

"You're crazy! Didn't you listen to Boomer? The division of work is about to be capped, and you still have to take people with you?" one of the freedmen roared.

Biddy gave him a disdainful look and said, "We will bring enough people to be valued by the lord before we can be given priority to join the work division system." ”

A few people were stunned by Biddy's vision, and after a while, someone asked, "What a good idea." But if there are a lot of people, what will we eat on the road? This is a 20-day journey! We will get so much food there? Moreover, will these people rebel? Don't let someone else take our place when the time comes?"

"Well, it's better for us to go on the road by ourselves, if there are few people, pick some wild vegetables on the road to eat, it's basically enough. ”

Beddy was in a hurry, the 20-day walk was never an easy task, and the most important thing was that he was afraid of death. God knows, will you meet a jackal. More people are safer, and being a leader is even safer. Even if you encounter a monster, you will never be the one who dies, and you can still be valued by the lord. Biddy didn't want to take the risk, but he didn't want to give up this opportunity, but he didn't have the ability to solve the problems raised by his companions. So he spun around impatiently, not realizing that Boomer had come out of the hut with the two children.

"May the Lord of Light bless you. ”

As Boomer left, he coldly left the next sentence. There was still a sentence in her heart that did not come out: May the great Lord judge this brute Bidi soon!

Boomer is gone, Baddy doesn't care, as long as he can become a vassal, what kind of woman can't marry. But Boomer's words reminded him.

"We don't have food, we can't hold everyone down, but there is one man who can do it, and he will never compete with us for a place in the work system!"

"Who?"

"Holy Warrior, Lord Claude!"

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"Gris, are you sure you've killed all the Chebman spies?"

With a charming smile and a slender white hand gently caressing a few sheepskin scrolls, Sylvia was in a good mood. These were the drawings that Victor had given her, including the design of the giant brick kiln that she most wanted to get.

"Yes, Madam," said Gries, "according to Achill's observations, the Chebman family has arranged a total of three spies in the upper camp, two of whom I killed and released one. Presumably, Count Chebman has been warned by us. ”

Sylvia nodded, she believed in Azil's abilities, he was one of the top agents in the family.

"But your mission has failed!, and it is because of your negligence that we will be driven out!" said the fat Earl of York coldly. The thought that he would never be able to peek at Victor's new gadgets again made the Earl of York's heart ache faintly.

Looking at the embarrassed old knight, Sylvia patted the Earl of York's hand and said softly: "Gris, after all, is not a professional secret agent, I am already grateful that he can wronged himself." What's more, he brought back such a precious thing. ”

Sylvia said to Gris again: "Although Gris failed in your mission, I am satisfied with what you brought back. I will fulfill everything I promised you. You can go down. ”

Gris was overjoyed, and he wronged himself to pretend to be a lowly farmer for the sake of the present. The old knight bowed deeply to the counts and the duchess, and went out of the room.

When the old knight had gone, the Earl of York asked Sylvia, "Is a brick kiln worth your pleasure in? I have seen the bricks that Achill has brought back, and they are indeed stronger than the ones we have made, but they are not a substitute for rock." No matter how thick it is, it can't stop the impact of the Silver Knight. ”

"These bricks can't be used to build forts and facades, but they can be used to build roads, houses, squares, and replace the rammed earth layers in the walls to make them stronger," says Sylvia. The most important thing is the efficiency of the brick kiln, which can produce 60,000 qualified bricks in 20 days. This means that it needs to devour more firewood and clay, and our territory is mostly covered with shrubs. ”

The Earl of York clapped his hands and laughed, "I see, these brick kilns can turn mounds into arable flat land, and those clay that don't have can be turned into countless bricks, which we can even sell." Haha, that's wonderful! This Victor is indeed a hen that lays golden eggs. ”

Sylvia glanced at the Earl of York, her eyes were like water, but the Earl of York was like falling into an ice cave, and she suddenly shuddered. The Earl of York knew that not having children had always been a pain in Sylvia's heart.

What hen do I mention! What eggs do I mention!!

"Well, I mean, the drawings provided by Victor don't seem to have been designed by the freedmen. Where did he get these things?"

Sylvia said lightly, "This is what he stole from Sophia. ”

Victor writes a letter to Silvia. He told Sylvia that he had seen the designs while looking through the old marquis's collection in the Marquis's palace. He made some improvements on his own. Now he's handed over everything. Including the design of the horse-drawn carriage, the design of the new spinning wheel, and the design of the brick kiln village.

Victor wrote professionally in his letter. After reading it, Anthony, a scholar of the York family, was categorically sure that Victor must have learned this knowledge, and he was extremely talented, and such systematic knowledge could not be pretended by ordinary people. Therefore, Sylvia had to believe that what Victor said was true, and that he did have the talent and interest in it. But they didn't know that Victor had alchemy auxiliaries to help him polish it.

"Sophia has such a good thing, why didn't she bring it out sooner?" asked the Earl of York, puzzled.

Sylvia smiled lightly: "Sophia has cards to play, and Victor has no cards to play, so he can only take out his hole cards." ”

The Earl of York suddenly said: "I'm afraid these things cost the old marquis a lot of effort, Sophia must want to take them out and turn the tables under unfavorable circumstances." Hehe, I didn't expect it to be cheaper for us. ”

"Now, Victor has no one around to protect him, what if something goes wrong?"

Thinking of the agreement with Sophia, York became worried again. Sophia's agreement with the York family is that the York family will ensure Victor's safety until Sophia has a suitable heir. Sylvia knew that in Sophia's eyes, she couldn't look down on her without the blood of the Golden Knight. So, this process is probably going to take two to three years, and the York family is taking two to three years to re-establish a self-sufficiency system. Therefore, the two hit it off. In fact, this kind of pursuit of noble blood is very common among nobles. Of course, Victor didn't know that he was going to like the rhythm of being a father.

"When Nicole returns, send her to protect Victor with a few apprentice knights. ”

Victor, let Nicole protect you, you won't refuse. Sylvia smiled faintly.