Just when Witte was about to lead people to develop a farm, a boy about fourteen or five years old ran over in the distance, waving his hands in the sun.
Werther looked at the figure. The young man's posture was extremely ugly, and he was running in disarray. Due to the speed, the beret on his head was always on the verge of falling off, and the young man had to stretch out his arms.
Holding the hat with only one hand.
The action of holding up the hat was very similar to that of Lina, and Werther almost thought that it was Lina who had changed her clothes and ran wildly on the road.
But Lina won't run away like crazy.
"Wait a minute!" the young man shouted, "and I'm here to apply for a job too, don't leave me behind!"
As the figure got closer, Witte remembered that this child was the boy he met yesterday when he discovered the Flying Elf King. Yesterday he was wearing a straw hat and looked only eleven or two years old. Today he was wearing a hat that was bigger than his head.
A circle of berets, and there was less ashes on his face than yesterday, and more parts of his face were visible. He looked a few years older than yesterday.
But the ashes on the young man's face still made it difficult to fully see his facial features. He was wearing the same linen clothes as yesterday, and his overall temperament looked like that of a craftsman's apprentice.
This boy and I have some kind of fate. It was a coincidence that I saw him yesterday. Today he appeared at such a coincidental time again, Werther thought to himself.
Werther put his hands behind his back and smiled at the young man: "Hey, are you also here to apply for a permanent job?"
The young man couldn't stop running in time, so he rushed directly to the table where he was writing. He held the corners of the table tightly with both hands and looked at Werther sincerely. He was still out of breath because he had run so fast just now.
, he couldn't speak for a moment, he just nodded wildly and answered Werther's question just now.
"Wile, get this kid a glass of water." Werther said to Wile.
"Yes, Your Highness." Wile walked into the castle.
Seeing the boy running away with his hat tilted off, Werther couldn't help but think of the last time Lina's hat was blown off by the wind, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
The young man was a little confused by Werther's sudden gentle smile. He didn't know why the lord smiled at him like this.
Werther pointed to his hair and said to the boy: "Here, haha, your hat is crooked."
"Oh!" The young man looked a little shy. He quickly straightened his beret, stuck out his tongue at Werther, and said, "I'm sorry, Lord, I'm rude in front of you."
"It doesn't matter." Werther said calmly.
The young man felt that Werther's whole body was shrouded in warm sunshine at this time, and he was stunned for a moment, but he was too embarrassed to stare at Werther's face, so he stood at the foot of the steps and stared blankly at Werther's chest.
Werther pulled the boy to the chair and said with concern: "Sit down and rest for a while. Yesterday you helped us dig the soil, and then you went back without saying a word. Before I could thank you, you called
what name."
After swallowing, the young man said: "My...my name is Shaq."
"Shaq, let's register the information first."
"Yes, Lord Lord"
"How old are you?"
"Fifteen."
"You are from?"
"Born and raised in Daybreak Town."
"How many people are in your family?"
"only me."
Werther couldn't help but look up,
Seeing that Shaq's expression was very indifferent. In order to prevent Shaq's self-esteem from being hurt, Witt tried his best to restrain his sympathetic expression and asked, "What do you usually do for a living?"
Shaq thought for a while and said: "Originally, I was a shoemaker's apprentice, but then the shoemaker passed away, so I could only help others with some chores."
"So that's it. Go ahead and plow the fields and sow with everyone. My servant will tell you the other details."
"Thank you, Your Highness. Your Highness is so gentle and gentle, just like crystal under the sun. I admire him endlessly." Shaq finally couldn't help but looked at Werther with his sparkling orange eyes.
crystal?
Werther was shocked, how could a young man use such words to describe another young man who was several years older than him? Could it be that he had some thoughts about me?
Witt carefully moved his eyes from the paper to Shaq, and saw Shaq sitting obediently, raising his head and looking at himself standing in front of the table, with a very sincere expression, and his young face was full of admiration.
Maybe Shaq just admires me in an ordinary way. I must have been overthinking it just now, Witt kept comforting himself in his heart.
"I'm not a gentle person." Witte put away his smile and said to Shaq with a serious expression, "I just saw your appearance just now and suddenly remembered that my assistant Lina had a similar experience of tilting her hat."
After hearing this, Shaq seemed to be deep in thought and said, "Then did you suddenly become gentle because you thought of this girl named Lina?"
"Well, that's probably the reason." Werther smiled softly again and looked at Lina who was not far away.
Linna was standing on the steps of the castle. She heard Werther's words and smiled faintly at him, but her eyes contained too many meanings. Shaq could clearly see the exchange of expressions between Werther and Linna.
"Your Highness, I brought this young man some water."
Wile walked out of the castle with a water glass and saw Werther standing and Shaq sitting on a chair.
"Your Highness!" Wile exclaimed, "The positions of you and this young man are actually reversed. As a lord, you are standing, while he is just a commoner, but he is sitting."
"It's nothing, let's go plow the fields now." Werther waved his hand to Wile.
However, Witt's unintentional act of tenderness left a mark on Shaq's heart.
Next, the twenty-six long-term workers were taken by Werther and Wile to cultivate new fields. Linna returned to the castle because of the sunshine, and Ivan went to the stables to check on the health of the horses.
When plowing the fields, Shaq kept holding his hat for fear of falling off.
Witte looked at these long-term workers and found that most of them were very capable. Even if the others were not good at farming, they worked very hard.
"Wyle, for a week, carefully observe their situation, select five people who are most familiar with farming, and finally let these five people stay on the farm and let them study how to grow garlic and onions. Others
People then go to the workshop with me, and I give them jobs according to their abilities."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Shaq heard what Werther said clearly and understood in his heart that if he stayed in the field after a week, it would be difficult to see the lord and his highness again.
After a day of farm work, Shaq returned home exhausted, took off his beret and loosened his tied hair.
Smooth orange hair spread down, Shaq
He shook his hair and washed his dirty face in the basin before sitting in front of the mirror.
The girl reflected in the mirror was still a teenager, but she was clearly a beautiful girl. She also knew very well that she had changed her name from Shasi to Shaq since she was six years old.
Shaq was used to living in the shoemaker's house, so she still lived in this house after the shoemaker passed away. She still kept the tools she used to make shoes. The overall house looked a bit shabby, and the furniture was very old, but
It has all the things you need for daily life, and the location is pretty good. There are also various old hats from my collection in the drawer.
The reason why she wanted to collect hats was to cover her long hair. After the shoemaker passed away, she wanted to start growing her hair long. While growing her hair long, she still wanted to disguise herself as a man, so she used a hat to cover her hair.
hair is the best way.
She conceals her true gender because it makes it easier to find work. The situation in Daybreak Town is that most workshops or farms tend to recruit male workers, and there are very few places that recruit female workers.
In fact, from the day she was sent to the shoemaker's door by her parents, she was dressed like a boy and her name was changed to Shaq. Her parents did this to make the shoemaker willing to accept him as an apprentice.
The reason why he was given to the shoemaker by his parents was entirely because the family had no food and his parents were seriously ill and could no longer take care of themselves.
The day after Shaq was sent to the shoemaker's house, her parents died of illness. Fortunately, her master loved her and taught her how to read and make shoes, but her master also passed away within a few years.
Since the age of ten, Shaq has lived a lonely life, but she is still optimistic and very diligent.
When she was a child, she only learned the basics of making shoes from her master. In addition, the people of Daybreak Town became increasingly poor, so Shaq could not get a job as a shoe repairer at all, and could not inherit the legacy of her master.
Fortunately, she could endure hardships and found a lot of chores to do, which was enough to feed one person and the whole family was not hungry.
"Alas, women can indeed find more jobs by disguising themselves as men." Sasi said to herself, "But the lord also seems to be accepting female workers. If I had known, I would have stopped disguising myself today."
When she thought of Werther, a blush appeared on Sasi's face, and she felt her heart beating more obviously.
"What's wrong with me?" Sasi smiled and touched her heated cheek, "Why do I feel excited and happy when I think of the lord, and I also look forward to seeing him tomorrow."
Sasi paced back and forth on the ground, her mind filled with Werther's figure, face, smile, tone of voice and even his handwriting on the paper.
She was talking to herself again: "I wonder if the lord will follow us to the fields tomorrow. I really hope that I am not among the last five people left to work in the fields. If I stay in the fields to work
, we can no longer follow His Highness the Lord."
Sasi sat back on the chair again, fiddling with the beret in her hand, smiling very sweetly. It was really surprising that Werther personally told her about the crooked hat today. She had been thinking about her impression in Werther's mind.
.
"The lord has been smiling at me. He must have a good impression of me. Even if he doesn't like me, at least he doesn't dislike me. But, I'm just a commoner, so how can I get close to the lord all the time?
I am satisfied when I see him often. I really envy the green-eyed maid named Lina, who can be so close to him."