After rounding the mine to make sure everything was correct, Luton returned to the surface. Steward Jerry greeted him and reported to Ludon about the work in the mine.

These talents from the Inquisition have strong basic qualities. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been packed up and sent to Luden.

With this team as the foundation, Luden can get twice the result with half the effort in whatever he wants to do. Ludon casually commanded,

"Today's wages in the mine are 2 meters for each veteran, and 1 meter for each novice." Jerry was stunned for a moment, and cautiously reminded,

"Mr. Luden, staying in the Divine State will cost 1 meter a day." This little wage... It's a little too little.

However, Jerry is not worried about not being able to recruit people. Now the state of God lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of people. You don't want to do it, some people do it.

Only 1 meter of wages is paid to novices, and they can only buy residency, and they can't even afford a bite to eat!

"I know." Luden said very rigorously,

"But they only work half a day, and I can't pay for a day." That's a bad rule! Ludon isn't picking on the door, he's just following the rules.

"Also, starting tomorrow, workers who go down to the mine will need to clock in, once in the morning and once in the evening, and of course they can choose not to clock in." Ludon said as Jerry scribbled on the paper, not daring to leave a single word down.

"Punch in for 1 week and get a full attendance bonus of 2 meters. Punch in for 2 weeks in a row and get a 5-meter attendance bonus, and 4 weeks get a 10-meter attendance bonus. Monthly cycle. "4 weeks of full attendance, which adds up to a total of 17 meters.

According to the daily salary offered by Luden, the veteran is 4 meters a day, and the novice is 2 meters a day. Veterans can earn 137 meters a month!

This money, in the Divine State, is more than enough to feed a family of three! Words for newbies... I can eat enough by myself, and I don't have to worry about starving to death, and I won't be kicked out of the Divine State.

"Oh, yes." Ludon admonished,

"The full attendance bonus for newbies is halved." In today's mines, the vast majority of them are novices, and they can only give help to veterans, and their work efficiency is far inferior to that of veterans.

According to Luden's regulations, it takes 1 month for a miner to have a chance to be rated as a veteran. If you fail to participate in the next selection, you will need to wait for half a month before you can participate in the next selection.

In fact, when it comes to mining alone, novices will learn for a few days, and their proficiency will come up. In this way, new employees have been 'interning' for a period of time and doing the same amount of work, but they are not paid as much as veterans.

The distinction between novices and veterans makes them have internal contradictions and antagonisms. Moreover, all newbies look at the treatment of veterans and tell themselves,

"In a month, I'll be so moisturized!" This is a bright future that can be seen and touched, inspiring everyone to work harder.

Well, that's what Ludon wants. Luden continued,

"The formation of the Miners' Skills Standards Committee, the chairman of which arranges our people, is mainly to maintain impartiality. The committee is composed of senior miners and is used to evaluate whether the miners' skills are up to standard, that is, whether a novice can be promoted to a veteran. The rating is held once every two days, and a maximum of ten people are arranged to participate in the rating every day, and the pass rate is controlled at around 70%, and all those who are eligible to participate in the miner skill rating are lined up in the order of registration..."... Jerry was already a little unconscious.

He had never seen such a boss who changed his way to give benefits to his subordinates! Full attendance bonuses, fair and open promotion channels, and even allowing miners to participate in committees... Is this a blessing?

Mr. Ludon is worthy of being a man known as the Fourteenth Sage! He's really, I'm crying to death! After Luton finished talking about the committee, he turned to say,

"For the payment of salaries, invite a man from the Inquisition, the incumbent kind, so that he can oversee everyone in public and receive a full salary." To underscore the importance of this matter, Luden added,

"This is a mine that has been cursed by the devil, although the miners who enter it have the protection of the saint, but they must get the full amount of miso, well, these misos are also enlightened by the descendants of the saints, if anyone takes the miso that should not be taken, believe me, the demon will find him." As long as this matter has something to do with the saints and demons, Ludon can wield the sword of the Inquisition in the open.

The Inquisition is also happy to see it come to fruition. It would be fitting for them to oversee the payment of salaries. Luton believes in human nature.

He believes that everyone is in their bones. In the depths of their souls, they are as greedy as themselves. Some people are smarter and will follow Luden's example and always obey the law.

Some people are short-sighted and dare to do anything, even the miners' money. For the latter, Ludon has to punch hard!

"Now is a special period, and after the ban on the Divine State is lifted, everyone's daily salary will be reduced by 1 meter." Luden thought for a moment and said casually,

"Thinking about starting an apprenticeship, the new recruit needs to choose a mentor, and the apprentice pays for the work, after all, he has learned the skills, right? Part of the apprentice's fee goes to his master, and part of the apprentice's output goes to the master, a third or something..."However, these things are still too far from the current Luden.

Let's get through the hardest part of the lockdown first. The matter on the mine is over. The specific production efficiency and results need to wait for the evening inventory before we can have a general conclusion.

As for the detailed report, that's the next day. Ludon wasn't in a hurry. Everything is just getting up and running, and it's going to take a process of adaptation.

Luden bought the mine for only 1 million meters, which is a real leakage. With the permission of the Inquisition, legal mining rights were obtained.

In this era, when you are a mine boss, there is absolutely no possibility of losing money! Even if the patriarch is allowed to be the mine boss, he can easily make a lot of money.

Miners' wages, that's all small money! Luden's good days are yet to come. This mine will continue to provide Luden with wealth and support his ambitions.

After taking care of the affairs of the mine, a steward hurried to Luden.

"Mr. Luden, there's a batch of grain that's going bad." The steward was a little helpless and briefly introduced the situation.

These grains were forcibly sold to Lu Deng by the Slash Cultivation Hall during the short-selling period of the Fortune Contract. Luton must have suffered a loss by buying the grain at a high price.

He should pay his taxes. The problem is that the quality of these grains is really not complimentary. … It's only been in the warehouse for so long, and it's about to deteriorate.

If you want to extend the shelf life, you have to spend extra money on storage... It's already a loss-making business, so there's no need to add to the loss.

The steward came this time to ask Mr. Ludon what to do with the grain. According to common sense, three or five hundred bags, even if they are three or five thousand bags of grain, if they are bad, they will be bad.

This little amount of money is really a drop in the bucket for the Saint Descent family. But Al knew Ludon too well. In Luden's eyes, waste is a great crime!

Sure enough, upon hearing the news that the grain was about to spoil, Mr. Ludon's brow quickly tightened and he began to think of countermeasures.

Winemaking? Not all grains are suitable for winemaking, and the yield ratio should be considered. Also, during the lockdown, private brewing is strictly prohibited in Kamibang.

In times of food shortage, it was common to abstain from alcohol. The road of winemaking did not work, and Ludon soon had a new idea.

"There it is!" Ludon told the other party to transport the grain to the mine as soon as possible, and at the same time went to the market to invite a few cooks to make a large pot of rice.

The steward did not know the meaning of this. But since it was Mr. Ludon's orders, then just do it.

Soon, the grain and cooks rushed to the mine, and the simple stove in the open air was erected. Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed!

... Rupets is an old farmer. Few people know that he once worked in the mine for two days and left soon after.

It's not that Rupets can't endure hardship, he can endure hardships more than the vast majority of people in this world, and he does suffer a lot.

No one watched his suffering, nor could it cure other people's spiritual internal friction, let alone cause revelry. Ruppets left the mine for the simple reason that he had seen a co-worker whipped to the ground by a drunken overseer, if that was allowed.

The worker's head hit the pickaxe, and a dark red liquid flowed out and disappeared into the earth. The overseer thought the guy was lazy, so he whipped it down after whip.

The man who fell in the rubble and dust, still twitching at first, was the greatest resistance he could have.

Soon, he was motionless. Rupperts believed that the overseer's wine was half sober on the spot. Realizing that someone was in trouble, the overseer changed his pants and went straight to the house of a relative who was working for the Holy Family.

Rupets didn't even ask for his salary, so he ran away with a bucket that night. Later, when someone mentioned this incident, Rupets heard a completely different story: a lazy and careless fellow actually fell to his death in the mine!

Well, with more than a dozen whip marks on his body, how could he be so careless?! These guys are really going to cause people trouble.

Later, I heard that there had been another accident at the mine. The people in Rupets' group were all killed in the landslide, and only the overseer survived.

What exactly is the truth of the matter, Rupets does not know and does not want to know. Since then, he has stayed away from the mines, vowing never to work in such a place.

But Rubec is still old after all. In the past, he hid in Shenbang for refuge, and he could easily find a restaurant to work as a waiter, and he was definitely the one with the most quick hands and feet.

… Today's Rupets will only be blasted out as a beggar. Hunger, in Ruppets' life, was by no means a misery.

The old farmer is used to it. If it were just one person, Rupets would have nothing to regret even if he starved to death on the streets.

But he has a granddaughter to support. The Miso in Rupets' hands was not enough for two people to support the day the orcs left.

There was no place willing to ask for this old farmer, and in desperation, he was finally attracted by a recruitment from a mine.

Rupets had vowed never to return to the mines in his life. But when he learned that the owner of the mine was Mr. Luden, Ruppets wavered.

Mr. Ludon is a good man! Ruppertz often told people about it, and the old farmer was grateful from the bottom of his heart.

If it's Mr. Luden... Rupets can make an exception once. He was at his wit's end.

Relying on his early years of mining experience, Rupetz was rated as a [veteran]! This means that he can earn a full 4 misos for a full day!

Today, Rupets had a busy afternoon. When they came out of the mine, they lined up to receive their wages. The payroll was paid by a fat man, and next to him stood a man wearing a strange bird mask, like a statue.

Rupetz got his own 2 meters, clutched in the palm of his hand, and it was extremely hot. That's how he felt about Mr. Ludon!

There are no words to describe it! The grizzled Rupets, dragging his tired body, returned to the ground. His nose twitched twice, he smelled the smell of food, and his stomach growled uncontrollably.

Ruppertz looked up and saw a crowd of people gathered outside the shed, as if shouting something, a wooden board erected outside the shed, written in large letters in chalk.

Ruppes came closer, reading the writing on the board. He didn't know many words, and he learned them all when he was a waiter.

The wooden board reads: 1 meter so 1 person, 1 cloud hour all-you-can-eat。。