Chapter 92: Expanding the Enrollment of Free People
A chill surged through Howard's heart, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat. He felt a fatal threat from the arrow.
"Yes, sir." Shiloh smiled happily, ran over and slapped Howard on the face, leaving a red slap mark as well.
After finishing, he suddenly felt refreshed, walked back quickly, and stood respectfully behind Chris.
Howard was about to go crazy after being slapped in front of so many people. His eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and he shouted angrily: "Chris, I swear as the heir to the Viscount, I, the Hughes family,
I am incompatible with you!"
"Whoosh!"
Chris let go of his hand, and the golden arrow flashed past Howard's head. The sharp energy it carried opened a blood line on the latter's face.
"Oops, the shot missed." Chris put away the Qiongtian Explosive Flame Bow with a hint of annoyance on his face. Under the control of his mind, the armor-piercing arrow flew a hundred meters and then dissipated.
Already.
There was a strange smell between Howard's legs and his pants were wet.
He peed his pants.
At that moment, Howard almost had a brush with death.
He didn't dare to act rashly, the guy in front of him was a complete madman!
"Go away." Chris said calmly, without showing any mercy to Howard.
Howard got up and ran away in despair, not forgetting to look back a few times as he ran, for fear that Chris would draw the bowstring and aim it at him again.
From today on, he, Howard Hughes, will once again become the laughing stock of Mote City.
After running far away, Howard paused. He clenched his fists, veins popped out on his forehead, and secretly made up his mind: "Wait a minute, Chris, I'm going to cut you into pieces!"
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"Sir, you are so awesome!" Shiloh flattered him at the right time.
"Help me." Chris stretched out his hand, and Shiloh quickly held it.
The fighting spirit and magic power in his body were exhausted, and this feeling of emptiness made Chris very uncomfortable.
Of course, this has nothing to do with Howard. The biggest reason is that Chris finally condensed all his fighting spirit and magic power into the armor-piercing arrow.
Although it looks amazingly powerful, if it misses the enemy, Chris will become a lamb to be slaughtered.
Therefore, he would never make such a desperate move unless absolutely necessary.
Shiloh brought a new stool and asked Chris to sit down.
Chris asked, "How's recruiting going?"
Shiloh replied: "Four hundred and three people signed up. I eliminated some of the older ones, as well as those who are lazy and have physical disabilities, and there are still 367 people left."
"Okay, keep going, don't stop."
"yes!"
The crowd gathered again and seemed more enthusiastic than before.
It was not difficult for them to see from Shiloh's attitude that the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was probably the lord they would be loyal to in the future.
He is powerful and protective of his shortcomings. He does not hesitate to offend other nobles but also wants to save face for his subordinates.
Where can I find such a good lord?
"Sir, please recruit me. I am very strong."
"This is my cousin. She is beautiful, cooks well, can sew clothes, and does farm work. Please give her a job."
Chris, who was resting nearby, said: "By the way, when recruiting people, try to record what they can do so that you can arrange work later."
When the population in the territory increases in the future, Mrs. Ellen's cooking alone will not be able to satisfy so many mouths, so it is necessary to recruit some women who can cook.
And according to their skills, they can arrange suitable positions so that people can make the best use of them.
"Okay." Shiloh agreed.
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In one morning, Hilo successfully recruited more than 540 freedmen.
And those people's craftsmanship, life skills, etc. are classified in detail.
Chris was almost recovered. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go back to Hope Town."
A group of several hundred people set off in a mighty manner.
Most of these people were recruited by the twenty free people yesterday, so they were easy to manage. They spontaneously followed their acquaintances and formed a queue of twenty.
Chris did a rough count and found that the least number he had recruited was eight, and the most number by the big brother was a total of seventy people.
In other words, that person can get a reward of fourteen silver coins from Chris, which is undoubtedly a huge sum of money for free people.
Even the one with the least recruitment can get one hundred and sixty copper coins, which is enough for three days' wages.
When there were more people, it became very procrastinating. When Chris and the others returned to Hope Town, it was already three hours later.
Chris had already expected that there would be a lot of people today, so he had asked Mrs. Ellen to prepare food in advance.
When they arrived at the castle, they could smell the aroma of steamed buns from afar, and those who came later couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Wow, you actually take care of the food."
"I'm starting to like this place."
Chris named the twenty freemen he recruited yesterday as stewards and asked them to manage his people.
"Everyone line up, three and a half steamed buns each."
Mrs. Allen and the maids worked hard all morning, and with the help of two magicians, Linda and Tina, they managed to steam out two thousand steamed buns.
More than 500 people lined up in a long line, one after another, and no one was trying to grab it.
Chris nodded, feeling quite satisfied.
At least most people here are very consistent with their requirements.
Every free citizen received his or her own white steamed buns. Even if there were no dishes, just a bite of the steamed buns made them very satisfied.
After all, for those living at the bottom, being able to eat white steamed buns is a very happy thing.
Within ten minutes, they had devoured their meal.
Chris clapped his hands and said: "Let's go and build a house with me, otherwise I'm afraid you won't even have a place to live tonight."
Those free people were very obedient and followed Chris to the designated place.
In order to improve the work efficiency of these people, Chris needs to personally supervise here.
The logging tools had long been requisitioned from the territorial residents, and patches of trees fell down and were built into thatched houses.
From a distance, it looks like a small village.
When it got dark, with the concerted efforts of more than 500 people, forty more habitable houses were built.
Chris said loudly: "Come to me and get today's wages. You two can join together and get a silver coin."
He had this idea in mind when he originally set the salary of fifty copper coins.
The freedmen looked happy. They had no idea that they had only worked three or four hours today and could actually receive a full day's wages.
They lined up spontaneously and walked up to Chris one by one.
Whenever someone receives a silver coin, Shiloh next to him will put a check mark behind the corresponding name on the roster to prevent someone from coming back to receive it a second time after receiving it.