Chapter 92

At dawn, buma got up from bed. Put on the white cloth maid's clothes of coarse linen, put on the light blue apron, and then bring a basin of water to wash yourself well. In particular, wipe your hair carefully with a wet towel, and put the long hair behind your head with a blue headscarf. Buma went to a floor bronze mirror and took a close look at it, showing a satisfied smile.

The cloth of the clothes is very rough, but it looks very energetic. Buma likes it very much. Every maid in the goat hotel has two sets of such clothes. Boss John calls them uniforms.

Six days ago, buma became a maid in the goat hotel. As a mother of two children, she had to work hard. Goat hotel's business is very good. It doesn't rely on young hot waitresses, but two nostril chefs. The dishes they make are exquisite and delicious, and the coarse sugar bread here is also very popular, so boss John pays a lot of money. There are too many people who want to work here. If they don't meet an acquaintance, buma won't have the chance to get the job.

Buma was carrying a bucket of water and was ready to wipe the shiny tables and chairs in the hall. When she entered the hall, three maids were already cleaning. Buma blushed slightly. She thought she got up early enough today. Unexpectedly, she still fell behind.

Buma rolled up her sleeves and began to work, but was stopped by the owner of the hotel, John.

"Buma, you don't have to work today. You can go home and see the children today."

Buma turned pale and pleaded with tears, "boss John, please. For ina's sake, don't fire me. I'll get up early next time."

Buma was frightened. She liked the job and staying in the goat hotel. Even a narrow staircase was a hundred times better than a free people's shack.

Old John patted himself on the forehead and explained, "you haven't been dismissed. You just came to the goat Hotel and don't know our rules. Here, you can have a rest every six days. You can deal with your private affairs on the rest day, such as visiting the children or visiting relatives and friends. Don't worry, you can come to work as usual tomorrow."

Buma put her heart down and asked, "boss John, can I keep my stairwell?"

"Whatever you want." Old John shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Carrying a basket, buma walked to the free people's shanty town, where her husband and children still lived. In the basket were two pieces of coarse sugar bread, each of which had the thickness of her calf and was half a meter long. This is, boss John gave it to her and said it was welfare. Buma doesn't know what welfare is, but she knows the children will like it very much. At the thought of this, buma smiled, but she thought of her husband who likes leisure and hates work, and her face was covered with clouds.

Buma's current man is her second husband, and her first husband was separated on the way of migration. In order to survive, buma formed a partnership with her current husband. They have been in Heibao town for three years. Anyone who is diligent and willing to bear hardships can always find a job to make a living. But buma's husband has been idle and can only live on the relief of the church. To buma's anger, even if the man doesn't feed her and the children, he will rob the children's rations because the two children belong to buma and her ex husband.

In order to support her children, buma works for caitou, but she is a woman. Caitou is only willing to give her half of her salary. When the goat Hotel recruited people, buma wanted to take a chance. Fortunately, she met ina from the same village at the goat hotel. Ina told buma that she accompanied her husband to Heibao town to deliver goods. Her husband now has more than ten mu of land, is a vassal of the Lord, and he has a very good relationship with the owner of the goat hotel. With ina's help, buma was hired by the goat Hotel, including food and accommodation, with 60 copper sols a month.

The shanty town of Heibao town is still smelly, but it is much better than before. The rotten mud road has been paved with broken stones. The public security here is not as chaotic as before. At least carry two loaves of bread and don't worry about being robbed.

These are the credit of Lord Claude, the paladin, and buma thinks so. But what she didn't know was that there were many pairs of eyes staring at her in the dark, but the blue and white maid clothes on buma made them dare not make a mistake. Master monkey told him that if anyone dared to touch the people in the goat Hotel, master monkey would bury him in the pit.

Seeing the narrow and low hut in front of her, buma was a little timid and disgusted. She once wanted to take both children with her, but her husband said that if she took the children to work, she would be dismissed by the boss. After much consideration, buma finally left the child to her man, but she found that other maids also took the child with her at the goat hotel. Boss John was not embarrassed.

In fact, those old mercenaries prefer children. Maybe intentionally or unintentionally, they even teach children some martial arts, and those half-aged children can find a job in the nearby grocery store. Sow some seeds, who knows what harvest will be.

Buma took a deep breath and walked to the shed. She decided to take the children away today even if she was beaten.

"Do you think this is true? When you arrive at Victor's collar, you will directly give the status of the vassal?"

"Can you believe such rumors? It takes three generations to serve the Lord to obtain the status of a vassal." Biddy sniffed.

Baidi had heard about Victor's recruitment of vassals, and these old acquaintances actually came to him to discuss it. Baidi only thought they were stupid. In his opinion, no Lord would be so stupid. Only stupid farmers would believe such rumors.

"It's not to give the status of a vassal directly, but to join a work point system. You can get work points as long as you work every day. You can change one mu of land for every 1000 work points, and you can become a vassal as long as you change to 10 mu of land." Said another Freeman, who had inquired carefully.

"Old Hayden gathered a group of people the day before yesterday, and Milu's group left five days ago." Someone followed.

"Whether the news is true or false, it's worth our trip. And the sooner the better."

After hearing this, several free people nodded one after another. Now they are like a cat scratching their hearts. They want to leave immediately.

Seeing that they say they have a nose and eyes, Baidi is also very excited, but he is too lazy to move. Now his woman has found a good job. There is no need to take risks for this unreliable news.

The door of the shed was pushed open, and several people were shocked. They were relieved to see that it was Baidi's wife, buma. Biddy said with a gloomy face.

"Why did you come back? Did boss John quit?"

Buma glanced at the man in disgust and said, "no, boss John asked me to rest today. I'll come back to see the children."

Baidi gasped. As long as the woman wasn't fired, he expected buma to make money for him, even as a waitress in the goat hotel.

Buma ignored this group of people. They, like Baidi, are a group of waste people who rely on food relief. She walked into the shed, and the two children were huddled in the corner.

"Mom, I brought you bread, and it's sweet coarse sugar bread." Looking at her two scarred sons, buma was distressed and almost burst into tears. These days, the children must have been beaten by Baidi.

The strong arm stretched out and took the bread from buma's hand.

"I haven't eaten yet. What's the hurry, kids?" Biddy said viciously.

"Give it back to me. Boss John gave it to the children." Buma rushed up and fought with the shameless man, trying to get the bread back.

"Prostitute, that one legged old man, two loaves of bread will send you away?" Baidi pushed buma down and scolded maliciously.

"Here's the bread. I'll take the children." Buma calmed down, pulled up two frightened children and rushed out.

Baidi is very angry. These two cubs are his tools to control buma. If buma takes the child away, how can she make money from her in the future? In this world, it is not new for women to find new men with their children.

Baidi grabbed buma's hair, pulled her back, and slapped her in the face. Just as he was about to continue his violence, his arm was caught.

"You have to take care of my family?" Biddy shouted to the man holding his arm.

The free man loosened his arm, worshipped Di and said with a smile, "your wife works in the goat hotel. Won't you forget what master monkey said?"

"This is my woman. Master monkey won't take care of my family." Baidi said indefinitely, but he didn't dare to continue to do it.

"We can't take care of the monkey master." The Freeman said, "we heard that the goat hotel is Lord Victor's property, so we want to ask buma if the rumors about the work point system are true?"

Everyone, including Baidi, stared at buma.

"The work point system is true. Do you know ina? She is now the wife of Victor's vassal, and she introduced me to my job. She told me that Victor's vassal is short of manpower now, and the Baron is going to recruit people here, and the work point system will be capped soon. If you want to go, you should hurry up!"

Buma just wanted the disgusting man to go away. She told the news all she heard.

A few free people were red eyed and panting. They wanted to grow wings and fly to Victor's collar. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

BYD is the same, but he thinks more.

"We should call more people together. The more people, the better!"

"You're crazy! Didn't you listen to buma? The work point system is about to be capped. Do you want to take people?" A free man roared.

Baidi looked at him disdainfully and said, "we will take enough people to be valued by the Lord and give priority to joining the work point system."

Several people were shocked by Baidi's vision. After a long time, someone asked, "it's a good idea. If there are many people, what to eat on the road? It's a 20 day journey! Where do we get so much food? Moreover, will these people rebel? Don't be pushed by others at that time?"

"Well, we'd better go on our own. If there are few people, it's enough to pick some wild vegetables on the road."

Baidi was worried. Walking for 20 days was by no means an easy thing. The most important thing was that he was afraid of death. God knows if I'll meet a jackal. Many people are safe. It's safer to be a leader. Even if you encounter a monster, you will never die. You can be valued by the Lord. Baidi didn't want to take risks, but he didn't want to give up this opportunity, but he couldn't solve the problems raised by his companions. So he turned around impatiently and didn't find that buma had walked out of the shed with two children.

"May the Lord of glory bless you."

When buma left, she said coldly. There was another sentence in her heart: May the great Lord judge Baidi as soon as possible!

When buma left, Baidi didn't care. As long as he could be a vassal, he couldn't marry any woman. But buma's words reminded him.

"I have an idea! We don't have food, and we can't hold everyone down, but someone can do it, and he will never compete with us for the quota of the work point system!"

"Who?"

"Paladin, Lord Claude!"

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"Grice, are you sure you've killed all the chebmans?"

Sylvia was in a good mood with a charming smile and a slender hand as white as jade gently stroking several sheepskin scrolls. These are all kinds of drawings Victor gave her, among which she most wants to get the design of a giant brick kiln.

Grice said respectfully, "yes, madam. According to Archer's observation, the chebman family has arranged three spies in the upper camp. I killed two and released one. I think count chebman has received our warning."

Sylvia nodded. She believed in azir's ability. He was one of the top spies in the family.

"But your mission failed! And because of your negligence, our talents will be kicked out!" Said the fat count of York coldly. Count York's heart ached at the thought that he could no longer peep at Victor's new gadgets at will.

Looking at the embarrassed old knight, Sylvia patted count York's hand and said softly, "after all, Grice is not a professional spy. I am very grateful that he can wronged himself. What's more, he brought back such precious things."

Sylvia said to Grice again, "Grice, although your mission failed, I'm very satisfied with what you brought back. I'll honor everything I promised you. You can go down."

Grice was overjoyed. He wronged himself by pretending to be a humble farmer for the present. The old knight saluted the count and his wife deeply and went out of the room.

After the old knight left, the count of York asked Sylvia, "is a brick kiln worth your pleasure? I've seen the bricks brought back by Archie. They are indeed stronger than the bricks we made, but they can't replace the rocks. No matter how thick they are, they can't resist the impact of the Silver Knight."

Sylvia said: "These bricks can't build fortresses and external walls, but they can be used to build roads, houses and squares. They can also replace the rammed earth layer in the city wall to make the city wall stronger. The most important thing is the efficiency of the brick kiln, which can produce 60000 qualified bricks in 20 days. This means that it needs to devour more firewood and clay, and most of our territory are earth hills full of shrubs."

The count of York clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I see. These brick kilns can turn mounds into arable land, and those useless clay will turn into countless bricks. We can even sell these bricks. Ha ha, it's wonderful! This Victor is really a hen who can lay golden eggs."

Sylvia glanced at the count of York with eyes like water, but the count of York fell into an ice cave and shivered suddenly. The count of York knew that it had always been Sylvia's pain to have no children.

What hen do I mention! What egg do I mention! Count York wiped the cold sweat from his head.

"Well, I mean, the drawings provided by Victor don't seem to be designed by free people. Where did he get these things?"

Sylvia said faintly, "he stole it from Sophia."

Victor wrote a letter to Sylvia. He told Sylvia that he saw these designs when he looked through the old Marquis's collection in the Marquis's house. He also made some improvements in his own. Now he has handed in all the things, including the design of carriage, the design of new spinning wheel and the design of brick kiln village.

Victor wrote very professionally in his letter. After reading it, Anthony, a scholar of the York family, was absolutely sure that Victor must have learned this knowledge, and he was very talented. Ordinary people couldn't pretend such systematic knowledge. Therefore, Sylvia had to believe that what Victor said was true, and he did have talent and interest in this field. But they didn't know Know Victor has an alchemist to polish him.

"Sophia has such a good thing. Why don't you take it out earlier?" Asked the count of York in doubt.

Sylvia smiled softly: "Sophia has cards to play, but Victor has no cards to play. He can only take out his cards."

Count York suddenly said, "I'm afraid these things cost the old Marquis a lot of effort. Sophia must want to turn it over under adverse circumstances. Hey, I didn't expect it to be cheaper for us."

"Now, Victor has no protection around him? What if something goes wrong?"

York became worried again at the thought of his appointment with Sophia. Sophia's agreement with the York family was that the York family would ensure Victor's safety before Sophia gave birth to a suitable successor. Sylvia knew that in Sophia's eyes, not the blood of the Golden Knight, she despised it at all. Therefore, this process may take two to three years, and the York family needs two to three years to re-establish a self-sufficient system. Therefore, the two hit it off. In fact, this pursuit of noble blood is very common among nobles. Of course, Victor didn't know that he wanted to like the rhythm of being a father.

"When Nicole comes back, send her to take some trainee knights to protect victor."

Victor, you won't refuse to let Nicole protect you. Sylvia smiled faintly.