Within the county of Sadeland, the slave market in the south of the city was bustling with people. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

For some time, the sheriff's tax exemption and the encouragement of spring ploughing attracted a large number of people to Sadrand. In addition to the original residents, many of them are also migrants from neighboring counties.

After all, the River Valley Corridor is now controlled by the Northwest Army, and with the exception of Sadrand, several other counties have been heavily taxed for raising military expenses. Not only were the ordinary peasants living in poverty, but even many of the county's commoner merchants fled to the county town of Sadland.

The influx of people has obviously caused some trouble, at least the city's security forces have a much larger workload, and the number of garrisons responsible for patrolling and maintaining law and order on a daily basis has skyrocketed. Either way, most people come to Sadrand with the desire to have enough to eat, or at least there are more jobs in such towns than in the towns below. For a time, the street of the slave market in the south of the city was overcrowded.

In the morning, when the population is at its most dense, many people who come to look for work stand on both sides of the street with black and white strips of cloth tied to their arms. These people range from young men to women in headscarves, all of whom look different and want to find a way to make a living in the market.

At this time, in the rather crowded crowd, a group of sergeants in armor squeezed in, and they were a group of more than ten people, all on horseback, which was extremely conspicuous from a distance. One of the soldiers at the head quickly walked to the center of the street, then jumped off his horse, glanced at the people in the street, and then cleared his throat and shouted, "The Sadrand County Guard is recruiting craftsmen, tanners, blacksmiths, and tailors...... As long as you have a skill, you can come to Lao Tzu to sign up, and the treatment is preferential!

The soldier shouted several times in a row, which immediately attracted the attention of many people, seeing that these soldiers were from the county guard's mansion, they must be able to get some errands. As soon as they heard that it was a recruitment of craftsmen and the like, the down-and-out samurai with rusty swords dispersed far away, and some of them immediately rushed forward to ask.

"The county guard is recruiting craftsmen, five silver coins per person per month, two meals and lodging!

"Five silver coins a month?!Recruit craftsmen, and such a good thing?!"

"I'm a craftsman, I'm signing up, I'm signing up!"

There were about dozens of people on the side of the street, and after hearing this, they immediately rushed up excitedly, and those soldiers were obviously a little unbearable, and the soldiers led by them were a little annoyed by those guys' questions, and directly frowned and shouted: "Shut up, shut up Lao Tzu, you all listen, this is the recruitment of craftsmen in the county guard's mansion." We want really skilled craftsmen, recruit them back and work for the county keeper, if you want to come, you can go forward and line up, no matter how many people there are, you can recruit, but don't want to fish in troubled waters here!"

When those people heard him say this, a few of them walked to the side with a stupid face, and the rest leaned in again. The soldier nodded, and a soldier with a small notebook walked out of the team on the side, and then began to ask those people questions: "What is your name, where are you from, and what kind of craft do you know?"

"My name is Hannibal, and I am a carpenter in Norma, and everyone calls me Hannibal's father, and the tables and chairs I make are famous in Norma. An old man who looked to be fifty or sixty years old quickly replied.

"Hannibal, carpenter, from Norma City......" The soldier glanced at the guy as he recorded, then nodded and said to the old Hannibal, "Okay, you come here and wait, the next one ......"

It took the soldiers a day to complete the entire slave market, recruiting more than 200 craftsmen. Then they posted the recruitment news on the market sign, and then they took the recruited craftsmen to a residential area in the west of the city.

It was located next to the county warden's house, and it was originally a dilapidated workshop, but due to the war in the northwest, the owner of the workshop left Sadland with his family, and the land was considered to be owned by the government. José had already arranged for the repair of the abandoned factories, and had bought a large piece of land nearby to fence it off, so that it would not be crowded to accommodate a few hundred people.

These recruited craftsmen were a bit of a surprise, because after they were placed here by the soldiers, there was no one to take care of them, and no one to arrange work for them. It should be said that the people of the northwest are still relatively simple, and they heard those soldiers say that they were paid five gold coins a month, but now that they are arranged here, there is nothing to explain, which makes them feel a little uneasy.

But when it was time for dinner, the soldiers came to distribute food to them, and each of them even received two pieces of white bread! This made these fellows, who had little to eat on weekdays, quite happy, and even diluted the uneasiness in their hearts. Later, these people were gathered in the renovated factory, and although the workshop was only briefly repaired, it could accommodate these people.

Soon, under the escort of a group of soldiers, José and Charles appeared in front of some people, José nodded at Charles, Charles quieted these people, and then said loudly: "My name is Charles, and I am the treasurer of the county town of Sadland, and I am recruiting you here on behalf of the county guard."

Here, a workshop is about to be set up in the town of Sadrandshire, and you may become a worker in the workshop here! You will be able to get a place to live, you will be fed, you will not have to worry about food and drink, you will not have to be scattered, you will even become a regular worker in the workshop, and you will bring your family to live in the city. And all of this was given to you by Lord Viscount Sadland!"

When Charles said this, the audience resounded with an enthusiastic response, and for these craftsmen, Charles's words were undoubtedly extremely attractive. Most of these guys are not from the county town of Sadland, but they have followed the homeless people into the county town to find a livelihood, and they originally planned to enter the mansion of a small nobleman or a rich merchant to be a servant, but they did not expect Charles to propose such a good treatment.

Five silver coins a month was enough to feed an ordinary peasant family, especially in this post-war period, which was naturally attractive to these homeless artisans. However, Charles changed his words, and continued with a somewhat serious face: "Of course, it is better for you to show your craftsmanship and make good quality goods for the Viscount, whether it is clothing, leather, silk, or ironwork!

Of course, you can also see it as an examination, and those who are qualified can stay, and we will not keep the craftsmen who are too poor!So, for the sake of your family and bread, try to show your craftsmanship as much as possible......