Myron followed the waiter to the hall, and there was only one person in the hall, and he had his hands behind his back, only with his back to himself, as if waiting for someone, as if he was thinking.

The waiter led Myron into the hall, and he didn't speak, but bowed slightly to the man's back, and then withdrew.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed to be depressed all at once, more depressing than the foreshadowing of the gate, more depressing than the path in the courtyard, and more depressing than the gaze of all the people combined. The man didn't turn around, and Myron didn't speak. In fact, Myron hadn't spoken since he entered the mansion, and he hadn't heard anyone else speak.

Time seems to be frozen here, but it seems to be passing quickly. It's so weird here, as if anyone would be shaken here, and those who are lucky enough to go through this process are sweating profusely at this moment. But Myron didn't, not only did he not feel uncomfortable, but he was more serious than the atmosphere of the scene, with a hint of fanaticism in his seriousness. These two diametrically opposed emotions were displayed on Myron's face at the same time, which made him even more eerie than the atmosphere of the scene.

At this moment, the man standing with his back hands finally turned around, he turned unfast, but there was an indescribable momentum. It seemed that no matter what appeared, it would be impossible to stop him from turning, and he would not stop this turn because of anything.

The moment the man turned to Myron, Myron knew that the man was Chebman Finger, the god of war in the Duchy of Lane. Myron had not seen him, nor had he seen any description of the appearance of the god of war. Myron just knew that this ordinary-looking middle-aged man should be Chebman Finger. Only with such a serious face can he build his own mansion into the same as a military camp.

"Good. This was the first thing General Finger said to Myron, however, Myron didn't seem to understand.

"Thank you. No matter what he praised, Myron felt that it should be right to say thank you.

The conversation between the two afterwards is strange and abstract. Until Myron came out of the general's mansion, he still didn't sort out the whole conversation. He remembers answering a feud with the Stirling family, as well as describing the process of fleeing for his life and killing the Assassins. General Finger only asked, but did not express any affirmation or denial, or even any emotion.

Throughout, Myron didn't see Minie Ann either. It's been a day of separation, and Myron seems to miss her a little, just a little.

Myron's mind had been occupied by something inexplicable, so much so that he didn't know when he had left the General's Mansion, nor did he notice that the other people looked at him with a hint of approval in their eyes.

The last two words of the general's words as he left rang in his ears: "Very good." In the same way, he still did not know the meaning of these two words, nor did he know what the general was boasting about. But he still said thank you, and he felt that he was so polite.

When Myron left the house, he saw the "chopsticks" standing straight in front of him, probably waiting for him. The chopsticks still stand straight as before, and their position never seems to have moved. In fact, the "chopsticks" really stood in the scorching sun for 2 hours, and never even thought of walking to the shade of a tree to escape the heat.

"Please. ”

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Half a month has passed in a flash, and during this time, the base is busy and lively. As a result of the continuous income of the Chamber of Commerce, the equipment of the recruits was replenished with more than a thousand sets. The slaves worked hard to mine while expanding their bases. In order to give the soldiers a greater sense of belonging, Myron introduced a new policy to attract family members to move in. This policy, known as the "No. 1 Plan", is also the vanguard of a series of changes in Myron's future.

According to the "No. 1 Plan", the families of soldiers who come to settle here will not only use all the land for free, without any taxes, but also receive half of the subsidy when building a house, and the other half of the construction cost can be slowly deducted from the salary when they work in the area. This is equivalent to people can get a house and enough land to cultivate themselves here without spending a copper plate, which is unthinkable anywhere else.

As soon as this policy was released, the inside of the infantry regiment exploded, and while the soldiers were running to tell each other, they all admired Myron's generosity and praised themselves for following the right boss as soon as they joined the army. Indeed, in their opinion, if all the 4,000-odd fighters in the garrison were to move their families over, the cost of Myron's policy would be astronomical.

While everyone sighed at Myron's generosity, they also had one more reason and determination to die for Myron. Just ask, who doesn't like a rich and generous boss?

This is a sense of belonging, and when soldiers know that there is a future for following the boss, and this future can be seen and touched, they will subconsciously regard the army as their second home. In the face of such a sense of belonging, the soldiers will feel that as long as I sincerely do things for the boss, the boss will not treat me badly, as long as I am capable enough, the boss will reuse me, and as long as I make achievements, the boss will reward me.

They will work hard in training, they will be extremely brave in battle, they will make themselves as much as possible in the family, and they will find ways to climb higher and farther. Instead of eating and waiting for death like in other troops.

After the "Plan No. 1" came out, not everyone was busy rejoicing, and Isaac, a good friend who knew Myron well, showed strong concern about this policy and demanded that Myron withdraw it as soon as possible. And when he came, he happened to bump into Myron teasing Wendy, and everyone blushed and had to sit down together for a meeting.

"Myron, are you crazy, do you know how much you're going to spend on this idea......? , I'm too lazy to count, you don't have that much anyway. "Of course, Isaac knows how much money Myron has, and this product is basically making a little money and spending a little now, and he has no deposit in his hand at all. Being able to maintain the base normally is already well managed.

"But have you ever seen the eager gaze of the soldiers when they look at me, with admiration in anticipation, as if they were going to melt me? Myron asked with a smile.

Isaac was stunned by Myron's crooked reasoning, and then said viciously: "That's a fart, if I spend hundreds of thousands on them, they look at me with admiration, I let them kneel and they don't dare to squat." However, this is not of much use. ”

"Who's to say it's useless, don't you think that for these recruits, there is nothing more important than giving them a sense of belonging? Wendy, do you say?" Myron said, slowly moving her arms forward and making a sweeping motion.

"Ahh

"But that's not what I'm talking about, are you sure you have the money to do this? Even if you sell yourself to Wendy, it's not enough. Of course, if you can sell Princess Olivia along, you shouldn't have a problem. Isaac said with squinted eyes.

As soon as she heard that she was going to sell herself, Wendy sat down and became serious and nervous.

Myron patted Wendy on the head and said to Isaac, "What money, where do we need to spend it?"

"Your plan No. 1 not only exempts you from all taxes, but also bears half of the cost of building a house, are you sure you know how much it costs to build a house?" Isaac looked at Myron like an idiot.

However, Myron was also looking at him like an idiot, and the two of them just stared at each other, as if to see whose vision was sharper and more original. "You know, for a small family, 50 gold coins are enough. ”

"Then do you know how many gold coins will cost each household 50 gold coins, a total of 4,500 households?" Isaac then asked.

"Uh...... , why don't you test me, one water pipe fills water, one water pipe drains, how many hours can you live in a full pool?" Myron obviously felt that this question was too simple and did not bother to answer.

"Two hundred and twenty-five thousand. Wendy replied wittily.

"Look, more than 200,000, you don't even know what to spend?" Isaac pulled the tail note high to despise Myron, the scum who scored zero on the math test.

"You seem to be mistaken, first of all, there are not so many soldiers who take their families over, at least very few who are willing to come at the beginning. Of course, no matter whether they let their family come over or not, my goal of stabilizing the morale of the army has been achieved, and the soldiers must feel that it is not a loss to follow me. Myron nodded, feeling that she had done something terrible.

"Of course, it doesn't matter, in fact, no matter how many people he comes at once, I can afford it. Because I don't need to spend money at all!" Seeing Isaac's puzzled eyes, Myron decided not to sell it, so as not to make Isaac sick urgently.

"If you think about it, where is the money spent to build a house? Now that I am selling the materials and the construction workers are the ones I am selling, will the last 50 gold coins be returned to my hands? Of course, I also have costs, and these building materials and labor are my costs. However, if you analyze carefully, you will find that building materials are actually just local materials, logging, brick burning, quarrying, in the final analysis, these are actually labor costs. ”

"Then let's talk about the labor cost, if a worker wants to settle down, he needs to build a house, throw out half of the subsidy, and in fact he still owes me 25 gold coins. If I pay him a gold coin a month, will it take him 25 months to pay off the money he owes me? So you'll see, I didn't actually spend a penny, and I let this laborer work for me for free for two years, and that's how simple it is. And not only did I pay more than the other lords, but I also gave them houses, and the workers must be grateful. ”

"That'...... , that ......", Isaac was a little confused, indicating that things were not quite the way he thought.