Time flies, and a month has passed since the death of Haradin.

Maybe it's because he's constantly busy grasping the progress of various tasks, and Zhaoming doesn't even feel all this.

It wasn't until he returned to City Hall from one of the Black Rock Guard's field missions that he was reminded by Grouchy.

"Has it been so long?" Zhaoming looked at the calendar on the table, where he had not fully adapted to the special time and calendar.

From time to time, people would come to the office to report, but when they pushed the door open, they were surprised to find that the governor Trisda, who had been in the place that belonged to the lord, had another table next to him.

Everyone complained about this at first, but after a long time, they got used to it.

Trisda's eyes scanned quickly through the papers, important information extracted into her elusive mind.

The commercial regulations were approved by Zhaoming, and in the past month, the business of Black Rock has gradually prospered.

Not only did this satisfy the lords, but it also made the officials accustomed to the leadership of Governor Trisda, who only had to report their work to the governor who was sitting on the throne, and then she would consider it and present it to the lord sitting next to him.

The biggest advantage of this model is that it gives Zhaoming the opportunity to be the shopkeeper, so that he can free up time to do some big things that have been planned for a long time.

But the shortcomings are also obvious - the heavy responsibility is on a weak woman.

No, Trisda complained in front of Zhaoming with a strand of hair she had lost due to overwork.

"My lord, our government personnel structure is no longer suitable for the current situation, we need more people!"

Trisda believes that there is a huge shortage of personnel in the city hall, especially for all kinds of professionals. Although Grouch is very capable, he is also quite unable to cope with the increasingly complicated work.

"It does make sense." After thinking deeply, Zhaoming decided that it was time to recruit talents.

So he called his secretary Vanessa to draft a notice, mainly about the consulate to recruit a wide range of talents, anyone can participate, and those who pass the test can become government officials.

Dictated by Zhaoming, recorded by Vanessa.

When Vanessa finished writing the last word, she wanted to hand over the finished product to the lord, but she didn't expect Trisda, who was standing on the side, to snatch it up and look at it first.

Zhao Ming just smiled and didn't pay much attention to this, he could see that Cui Sida was a little physically and mentally exhausted because of her recent work, and it was understandable that she was in a bad mood.

After a careful reading, Trisda placed it in front of Zhaoming with both hands, indicating that she approved.

Trisda sometimes wonders why a knight has such an ability to use words and sentences, which is not only smooth and easy to understand, but also easy to understand, enough to make people understand the gist at a glance.

Zhaoming really wanted to tell her that he studied this professionally in college.

Although he had already received the approval of the wise governor, Zhaoming still had to make some adjustments to the plan.

After summoning Grouchy to discuss with them, they came to an agreement - this document cannot be spread only in Black Rock, they need to seek talent from the wider world!

Although it may be considered a robbery by other knights and kingdoms, Zhaoming thinks it is worth trying.

Trisda also expressed her support for this, after all, the people who can be recruited must be unambitious, and talent is like love - if you can't be satisfied, there will always be someone to help you satisfy.

Although Grouch felt that something was wrong, he agreed to the plan after being persuaded by the clever Trisda.

The plan has been finalized, and Zhaoming has called in Leila to take charge of printing and posting.

"Yes!" The young but resolute magistrate confidently assured the lord and the two lords that she would complete her task successfully.

Zhaoming appreciates her decisiveness, which was also done in the previous measurement work to prevent tax evasion and to count newly developed land.

After Leila leaves, Grouchy goes back to work, leaving only Zhaoming and Trisda in the office except for the maid and secretary.

Cui Sida, who had just sat down in her seat and wanted to catch her breath, suddenly found Zhaoming standing in front of her with a wicked smile on her face.

"My lord, is there anything you can do?" Trisda asked, holding her breath.

Zhaoming rolled his eyes twice and said embarrassedly, "That... Trisda, there will definitely be a lot of financial expenditure after the completion of this talent selection process, so I want to talk to you... Borrow some more money. ”

After listening to Zhaoming's words, Trisda almost fainted.

Becoming the governor himself was unpaid work, and he only received a symbolic salary of one copper plate from the lord every year.

Now not only do I give so much work to myself, but I also have to borrow money from myself, isn't this to make her pay to work?

But thinking of the relationship between the two people, Trisda still held back her anger and asked, "Didn't I give you a sum of money before?" ”

Zhaoming said that he spent too much during this time, and he definitely didn't spend money indiscriminately, and every penny of expenditure was audited by Trisda.

Trisda thought about it, and it was true, she had done too much work in this time.

Not only was the market renovated, but the roads in the city were widened and the dilapidated roads between the villages were leveled and connected.

This is the absolute truth of farming that Zhaoming believes in - to get rich, you must first build roads.

But it costs money to build roads, and it's a lot. Although most of the people expressed their willingness to work for the lord for free, Zhaoming really couldn't bear to prostitute for nothing.

He has always had an obsession in his heart, that is, he can't let the people serve "conscription", and he can't do it voluntarily!

As a result, Zhaoming often offered high prices to those who enlisted. But the payoff is also obvious – not only has the efficiency increased, but the quality of the project has also improved.

And behind all this is inseparable from the help of one person, and that is Lesio.

Every day, Zhaoming has to thank the evil bureaucracy for sending such a great talent to himself.

Thinking of this, an idea suddenly popped up in Zhaoming's heart, and he left the office when Trisda, who was on the side, just wanted to calculate how much money to lend him.

"Huh! Have you listened to me? Looking at Zhaoming's distant back, Cui Sida was a little angry.

But Zhaoming really has an important thing to do, and he plans to ask Lesio to write a letter to his classmates who are also depressed and unmotivated, and see if he can "get" two more people.

Zhaoming walked briskly to the office dedicated to the engineering department, where Lesio was lying on the table and drawing drawings.

Lesio was interrupted by Zhaoming as soon as he remembered it, and explained his intention bluntly.

"How? Is it possible? ”

Faced with the lord's question, Lesio thought for a while and said, "Yes! And it's huge! ”

Hearing the affirmative answer, Zhaoming asked Lesio to elaborate.

According to Lessio, he had a classmate who was in a very similar situation, who had invented a black elixir that allowed ordinary people to master fire magic.

"There are always people who think he's talking nonsense, so he's hitting walls everywhere, but I know what he's saying is true! Wait until I write him a letter and he will come! Lesio affirmed.

But after listening to his description, Zhaoming's face suddenly froze, black magic medicine? Fire magic?

Zhao Ming suddenly had a guess: this Lesio's classmate wouldn't make gunpowder in this world of swords and magic, would he?