The Defeated Dragon

"Adult, why are you so worried about building four workshops?"

"I want to see the results soon."

On the open space of the workshop area, Liszt took the shame and inspected the construction of the workshop.

Gao Ertai, who presided over the construction, was somewhat puzzled. Just this morning, Liszt re-ordered and asked for four workshops to be completely built within five days. To this end, he had to call more serfs and participate in the construction.

The entire construction site is in full swing.

It is now in the autumn, the temperature is not as hot as the summer, but it is still sweating when it is working.

“Tell the construction workers, as long as the construction is completed within five days, the salary doubles, and the construction is completed within four days, and the salary is tripled.” Liszt does not care about a little copper. He only cares if he can complete the task ahead of time.

"God, the serfs will go mad." Gao Ertai exclaimed and immediately spread his hand. "But it is impossible to make a workshop in four days. The workshop is not a wooden house. It needs a skilled person to build it."

Liszt did not care. "Then it will be simpler and can be produced. I don't expect the workshop to bring me much benefit. They can guarantee the supply of the castle, even if it is good."

The level of serfs cannot be overestimated.

But don't underestimate the serf's pursuit of money.

Crazy, it is completely possible to toss out the four workshops without any black and white nights - the quality may not be guaranteed, but Liszt does not pursue quality now, but only pursues speed.

Even if a defective workshop is built, it doesn't matter if you can complete the task.

These are secondary to the evolution of the thorns.

Gao Ertai did not understand Liszt's thoughts, but he was only a consultant. All the powers in the territory were given by Liszt. He could only accept: "I will stimulate this group of serfs. I can't guarantee it for four days, but in five days, There will definitely be four workshops that will appear in the workshop area."

“To complete this task, Galthai consultant, I will reward you with a few bottles of juniper and buy the aging from the Fort Tulip.”

"Oh, mysterious juniper wine is too mouth-watering. I haven’t had a treasured juniper wine in the Fort of Forrest for a few years! Haha, I will not sleep in the past few days to supervise the workshop, please rest assured!"

Corrected the attitude of officials and workers.

Liszt took the shame and walked back.

In the middle of the road, he simply rode directly to the back of Huo Sen, and regarded the shiver as a mount. During this time, the body continued to grow, and the body has been more than one ton. The tiger can only count as a vibrating face. A big cat. The explosive power contained in the body can tear the tiger leopard.

Even without magic, it stands on top of the Coral Island food chain.

at first.

Liszt rode it, it was a bit reluctant, but after being beaten, a jingle mount. Holding a person does not affect its actions at all.

After arriving at the Shingsen Avenue.

Liszt shouted orders: "Shakes, multiple rock thorns!"

Shaking a big mouth, a roar, then, the original planned, temporarily unconstructed section, smashing, smashing out seven large rock thorns.

"Good-boy!"

Touching Sen's big head, Liszt was very satisfied and continued to give instructions: "Go on, shake, and multiple rock thorns!"

Hey, hey!

It is also a rock thorn that pierces the ground.

"Good job, little guy, come, rock thorn!"

Hey!

A single rock thorn, tied out, shakes the forest to understand the difference between rock thorns and multiple rock thorns.

A piece of dried meat is used to show rewards.

Liszt shook his neck and continued to train: "Shake the forest, bigger, bigger, rock thorn!"

Hey!

A rock thorn came out.

"Large, rock thorn!"

Hey!

Another rock thorn came out.

"Unqualified, shivering, no meat reward. Bigger, bigger meat, do you understand?" Liszt shook the meat in front of Shakespeare, but did not give it to eat, let it understand, It is not good enough.

This is a little bit of training.

When the rock thorn became thicker, Liszt stuffed the meat into its mouth and repeated the command, "bigger, rock thorn", indicating a larger rock thorn, only to have a meat reward. Shakesend’s IQ is not low, but the language is unreasonable. Only conditional reflection can be used to let it know the various instructions.

This kind of training is repeated and boring.

But when Dixon understands the new instructions, Liszt will have a sense of accomplishment, and his ultimate goal is to train Shakespeare to release more kinds of magic.

"Shakessen is an intermediate level of Warcraft, definitely no doubt, but it is a little worse than the degree of the purple crocodile. As an intermediate level of Warcraft, the evolution of the Middle Ages, it is definitely worse than the innate intermediate Warcraft. How to make up, look at my master How to train it and use skills to make up for talent."

He trained in the powerful intermediate Warcraft, and he enjoyed it.

However, the road repair team that followed was not so happy. With the soaring magic of the shaking, the rock thorns were made in large quantities, and the workload of the road repair team was greatly improved.

The hammer slammed, smashing the rock thorns and tiling it on the sensational avenue – a difficult job, because Liszt asked that each piece of gravel could not be as big as the bottle cap. The serfs responsible for the gravel need to be constantly struck and even knock the stones into powder.

Only in this way will the road to be repaired be flat.

Looking at the serfs of the road repair team, the sweat mixed with dust dripping, Liszt felt a little emotional in his heart - compared with them, they were too leisurely.

Crossing a tire is a technical skill, and obviously his technique is good.

"Let Abby prepare the mung bean soup and send it to the serfs of the road team, one bowl per person." Seeing the butler Carter coming, Liszt said.

"Your kindness will make them flattered."

"As long as I work hard for me, I never give rewards and gifts. In the town of flowers, I hope that everyone can support themselves with work, eat and wear warm, even if winter comes, they can live a healthy life." Liszt His eyes were ahead of his words.

It is very low-level exploitation simply to crush serfs.

To mobilize the enthusiasm of serfs for production, we can maximize the exploitation of workers and obtain more surplus value. He is a man who has read through Karl Marx's Capital.

As for the conscience of the capitalists - aren't they all giving green bean soup, how else?

With so many people repairing a road, wages are not in arrears, and only 12 hours a day, it is already very kind. For a lord, I am afraid that the serfs can only learn more than three, and do not spend a penny and build their own roads.

Riding on the forest.

Liszt continued to train, draining all the magic of Shakessen and making a large number of rock thorns as road construction materials. This left the construction site and went straight to the place where the natives were held - as a reward for the shaking.