One and a half gold coins a day, that is, five silver coins. This is the wage set by Su mo after considering for a long time.

For the NPC poor, it's a high price, but players may despise it. After all, players have to have at least 100 yuan a day to pay their own labor.

A hundred dollars is at least fifty gold coins.

Su Mo couldn't give these poor people so much money. The value on both sides was not equal. If he gave too much, it would not be good, but would kill them.

The poor accepted today's five silver wages, which is the basic salary. If they perform well, they can get another sum of money in the evening.

If you don't do a good job, depending on the situation and attitude, there will probably be no extra pay.

There are a lot of five silver coins, but no one will feel satisfied when they get five silver coins. All the people will work hard to earn all the gold coins of master Su and make him lose his fortune.

Therefore, the 300 supervisors sent by the Duke of Stan have no value in existence.

No one will be lazy. What else should the supervisor do?

"You three hundred people, either work together or you can go back and report to your majesty." Su Mo said to the three hundred men with whips in their hands and machetes in their waists.

"This This is out of order Exclaimed the overseer.

"What's wrong with the rules? I sent you here to urge them to work. Do you think they need to urge them now?" Su Mo asked impatiently.

He hated the maggots, who knew nothing about bullying.

"Even if they don't need to be urged, it's up to us to record their performance and then decide how much to pay." The supervisor has a red eye.

It's not that he has a sense of responsibility. If they are handed over to them to record, if these workers can earn another five silver coins in addition to their basic five silver coins, at least four of these five extra silver coins should be handed over to them for "custody".

Such a huge interest, how willing to be so relaxed.

"My people will be responsible for the records, and they will be working, so you and your people can leave." Su Mo said.

"Presumptuous, who gives you the right to drive us away!" The supervisor couldn't believe that Su Mo was going to drive him away.

From the bottom of his heart, he felt that he could equal Su Mo, an adventurer, and even felt that Su Mo himself was under the jurisdiction of his whip.

"Pa!" Su Mo picked up a whip from the side, and whipped it on the supervisor's face. There was a bloodstain on his white face. Then he said coldly: "mean thing, who gives you the right to question a great Lord."

The supervisor almost ran away.

He wanted to chop Su Mo with his three hundred pawns. Unfortunately, all the people around him were looking at them with covetous eyes. He had a big idea of chopping them if they didn't agree.

In particular, those originally numb coolies were whipped out of their homes with whips, which made their teeth itchy.

Now Su Mo gives them money, and Su Mo is their living ancestor. As long as Su Mo orders, even if they bite with their teeth, they can chew these supervisors.

"Go The supervisor waved his whip hard.

"Come back!" Su Mo stopped him.

"Hum, if you have anything to say, go back and explain it to duke." The supervisor thought that Su Mo wanted to say something about the scene to give him a step down. He immediately showed his refusal.

"You have to apologize to me first. It's a capital offense to offend the nobles." Su Mo almost laughed.

Damn NPC, I can't move Lord Stan, but I can't move you bullying pawns. I've long wanted to bribe people by punishing these supervisors.

When the laborers were recruited from home, most of them had marks on their faces, and there might be more on their bodies.

Enough to show how hateful these supervisors are.

The supervisor was very angry. He doubted whether Su Mo was going to cook.

“……” Simmons, the splittist, wanted to stand up and say something, but he caught a glimpse of Su Mo's look at him. His heart was suddenly trembling, and he simply pretended to be deaf and mute.

People have to bow under the eaves, and the supervisor can only kneel on the ground in humiliation, like Lord kowtow to admit his mistake.

"Go away!" Master Su obviously did not mean to ease the relationship between the two sides. He drove the supervisor and his 300 minions away. Before they could go far, the coolies in the small square burst into a tremendous cheering.

These coolies, who thought they had no way to live, looked at Mr. Su with gratitude and longing.

Buying people's hearts is actually so simple.

Without any more words from Su Mo, these people immediately put themselves into the construction in full swing.

The rock was blasted open, and then rolled to the predetermined position. A group of people rushed to beat and chisel, and soon the first stone of Stan city was born. Then they pried the stone onto the wooden board and padded it with rolling wood. The strong man in charge of this pulled the stone to the river bank not far away, pushed the raft just tied up, and then went down the river after confirming its stability.On the other side of the site in Stan City, coolies wave their shovels to dig.

The brothers of the red flag are also working. In addition to their work, they also bear the responsibility of recording the work scores. Each of them will record the work of their own group of workers.

"Is it necessary? When they go back, they are bound to gossip." After all the people have gone to work, Simon, the splittist, complains with Su mo.

"So you need to go back." Su Mo said.

"What can I convey for you?" Simmons asked, and he knew that he would not let go of the goods.

Then Su Mo told Simmons the script. Simmons opened his mouth and couldn't help hating Su Mo: "you You're too shameless

"Go, go back quickly," Su Mo flicked the dust on his sleeve and said gently, "go to one, and the remaining 17 can be left to carry stones."

"Poof!" Simmons, the separatist, puffed out his old blood and staggered away.

He immediately went back to see Mr. Stan, and met the supervisor who added fuel to the accusation that Su Mo was domineering.

"The damned adventurer, who got your attention and didn't want to pay back, has already started to take chicken feather as an arrow and act as a bully everywhere. Look at my face, I was whipped by him, and it depends on the master to beat the dog. My Lord, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

"You deserve to be killed!" Simmons exclaimed, and then asked, "what is holding chicken feather as an order arrow? Is the appointment of Duke also chicken feather?"

“……” Duke Stan felt his nose and thought it might not be as simple as the supervisor said.

"I don't mean that!" The supervisor is stupid.

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