Tiandao doesn't work today

The next morning, Yan Nu went to have breakfast.

He worked hard all night and exercised a total of eighty kilograms!

After all, practice makes perfect, and he found that every time he depleted his energy and replenished it by eating grass, he would become stronger than before.

The true energy comes and goes, and by the time I work on another pound of steamed cake this morning, it has already increased by another 10%.

But the strange thing is that he found that the increase in Qi was not caused by eating enough, but by eating grass or steamed cakes. There was also rice porridge in the shack. He drank two bowls of rice porridge first but it had no effect.

"What a loser! Eat so much... go and strike forge! If you don't have three hundred and fifty pounds tonight, you can't even think of eating." Manager Liao stood in front of the food shack and shouted coldly.

Yan Nu took a deep breath and said happily: "Just wait! I will definitely call you!"

Then he was whipped twice and ran back to work.

Uncle Hong was very distressed: "Silly boy, what can you do if you are so weak?"

Yan Nu chuckled: "I will definitely count enough today!"

Uncle Hong had no choice but to put in all his energy and work hard.

There was a continuous sound of clanging and clanging in the smelting yard, and everyone was immersed in work.

By noon, everyone was already hungry and could rest and drink water, but there was no food.

By the time evening came, everyone was exhausted and had no energy left, so Manager Liao arrived late.

He took people with him to check and accept the goods from shop to shop. When it was Uncle Hong and Yan Nu's turn, they found a hundred kilograms, which shocked him.

"Hehe." Yan Nu was sweating profusely and looked tired, but he still showed a proud smile.

Manager Liao frowned, glanced at Uncle Hong who was also exhausted, and thought to himself: "This guy named Hong got chicken blood? Can he hit a hundred pounds with his apprentice alone?"

He was surprised in his heart, but Uncle Hong was indeed one of the most experienced craftsmen in the castle. His Qi gained from ten years of blacksmithing was not top-notch, but he was still half a warrior.

I couldn't do much in the past, maybe I was clumsy, but now I finally show my true ability? It seems that these untouchables still have to give it a try. As soon as they said they wanted 350 kilograms, the output suddenly increased.

"Hmph! I have you, but you didn't try your best before, right? Chashan Castle took you in, and this is how you repay the castle owner? Where can there be a place outside that can give you a full meal now!" Manager Liao scolded Uncle Hong angrily.

Uncle Hong worked very hard today, but he didn't dare to reply, he just lowered his head and listened.

Manager Liao didn't say much. After checking everything, he said calmly: "Three hundred and forty kilograms. In the past, this must have been enough, but I said, today it will be three hundred and fifty kilograms! You don't have enough... …No one has anything to eat!”

"No, steward..." Everyone cried hungry.

Manager Liao said coldly: "How can you rely on me again and again! Just go hungry. If I want to blame you, blame Yan Nuer!"

After that, he just waved his hands and left.

The craftsmen were all panicking. It was true. The steward had made up his mind to starve them tonight!

They have to stay up all night and have enough to eat in the morning.

Although they only stayed up for one night, for these craftsmen who were doing heavy physical work, those with weak constitutions might faint from hunger or even get sick!

If you don’t know how to take care of things, how can you take care of your life without getting sick?

For a moment, the place was filled with cries and begging!

"Enough! Enough! You can't starve everyone!" Yan Nuer's voice came again.

Manager Liao snorted coldly, why are you here again? Yesterday, Yan Nuer accidentally let Yan Nuer go to re-scale the scale secretly. To prevent this situation, today he specially asked people to install the steel and have a dozen strong men guarding it.

Indeed, it is enough, but what if he says less? Anyway, as long as the account books are good, these untouchables can't read.

However, when he turned around, he saw Yan Nuer running towards him holding several steel ingots.

"Here! There are still ten kilograms left!"

Looking at the steel ingot handed over, Manager Liao was shocked: "Where did this come from!"

"I practiced it! Stop weighing yourself!" Yan Nu grinned.

"You..." Manager Liao looked at several large baskets nearby, guarded by more than a dozen people, knowing that Yan Slave could not steal them, and this was indeed not accepted.

The craftsmen burst out laughing and clapped their hands: "Three hundred and forty jins, add ten more jins, we have enough!"

"That's enough! You heard it wrong. I only counted three hundred and twenty kilograms before, not three hundred and forty kilograms!" Manager Liao changed his mind on the spot.

For a moment, everyone was slumped, as dull as clay and wood sculptures.

"Is it really three hundred and twenty pounds?" Yan Nu stared at him and asked.

Manager Liao held up the ledger: "That's three hundred and two! Counting you, there's still twenty pounds left!"

Uncle Hong hurriedly grabbed Yan Nu and persuaded him in a low voice: "Don't be stubborn. If he doesn't calculate enough, he will forget about it."

Unexpectedly, Yan Nu laughed loudly: "It's okay, it's okay! There's only twenty pounds left. I didn't sleep last night and worked hard all night. It's definitely enough!"

"What!"

In an instant, all the craftsmen were stunned, and even the Xiang Yong, who was wearing armor and holding a gun, looked at Yan Nu in shock.

Even Shen Leling, who was secretly paying attention to Yan Nu with his spiritual consciousness, was a little confused.

Then what does Shen Leling not understand about Manager Liao's behavior? This is to deliberately make things difficult for people and take advantage of these craftsmen.

No matter how much you do, if you say it’s not enough, it’s not enough!

The other craftsmen must also understand that in this situation, either they have the courage to resist, but this is tantamount to seeking death.

Either keep your voice down, please the manager, and satisfy the other person. This is what normal people would do.

But this young man has a clear mind! I spent the night processing and adding some last night, and will take it out and add more when it is accepted.

ridiculous! Desperate!

Everyone saw Yan Nu running back to the furnace, taking out pieces of steel that had been smelted piece by piece, and quickly packed a large basket and brought it to the steward.

There was an uproar in the venue. Uncle Hong looked at Yan Nu in shock. He didn't expect that he really worked overtime last night and did so much by himself!

The steward was even more stunned. He inspected and accepted it all year round, and he could tell at a glance that this basket weighed about seventy kilograms!

Don't say enough, it's already far beyond. You can't change your mind and count it down by 70 pounds, right?

How could a manager imagine that someone would take the initiative to work overtime? The property in the fort belongs to the Zhang family. No matter how much the craftsmen do, it is not theirs. It is just for a living.

But it happened that this fool, Yan Nu, worked so much without sleeping and worked desperately for the Zhang family. It can't be said that he worked overtime wrongly.

The steward's expression changed, and finally he shouted angrily: "You...you dare to hide it secretly!"

Yan Nu said calmly: "I didn't keep it secretly. Didn't I take it out?"

"Why didn't you take it out when I inspected it? You obviously wanted to keep it privately!" The steward could only say this, how could he let Yan Nuer be surrendered to the general.

However, Yan Nu said confidently: "Because you will definitely undercount. Of course I have to wait until you finish weighing and confirm the number before taking it out!"

"you you!"

Yan Nu's words made the steward's face turn blue and white! In his opinion, wouldn't this mean pointing his nose at him and saying he was doing something wrong?

"Bah bang bang!"

The steward's whip was struck hard.

Blood marks were drawn out from Yan Nu's body, and he was still shouting: "Is that enough?"

"Bah bang bang!"

"Is that enough?"

He endured it forcefully, even though he was unsteady and in unbearable pain, he still asked with expectation.

There was nothing the manager could do, and these already weighed more than 400 kilograms. In addition, Yan Nu pointed out his behavior and changed his words frequently, which embarrassed himself. He could only announce that today's share has been completed by the craftsmen. .

"Okay, okay! That's enough! You've counted too much!" The steward sneered again and again.

"That's right! I said it will be enough today!" Yan Nu was elated when he heard that he finally reached the target.

Seeing his happy and confident expression, Shen Leling secretly couldn't laugh or cry.

Okay, very energetic, but is this the point of the question? What is the use of mere divination?

Are you only considering what Manager Liao will do, not what he thinks? The steward is a big person, but he is also a small person!

Yes, success forced the manager to admit that the quantity was up to standard, but what about himself? Have you considered the consequences?

"Keke... it's interesting. You are so stubborn and think others are so stupid... What an idiot."

Shen Leling thought about it and could only describe it as crazy. After all, call him stupid, but he is not stupid at all, he is quite capable! He has indeed solved the problem of "not allowing them to count enough".

It's like doing a math problem and getting the desired result, but it seems like you can't feel the malicious intent.

"It's a naive idea, but...it's okay! You will be mine from now on."

Shen Leling likes it very much. She originally thought that Yan Nu was not like the red dust fire. Since his thoughts were straightforward, it was just right for her to use.

On the other side, Yan Nu was also very happy. Although he received a beating, it was enough!

"Steward, steward, today's quota has been exceeded. Please tell me, Ah Weng... wu wu wu..."

Uncle Hong quickly covered his mouth, worried. At this time, I asked about the news. I was very angry.

"Stop talking and wait until uncle asks you."

Uncle Hong dissuaded him in a low voice, and Yan Nu finally calmed down. Uncle Hong smiled again and said: "Boss, this silly boy is ignorant, don't argue with him..."

Manager Liao's face turned red, and he laughed angrily: "Yes, yes, you all did a great job today, let's go eat!"

"You can all leave, but he stays for me!"

"Come here, take Yan Nuer to the execution ground! Give him a hundred lashes first!"

Several local warriors swarmed up, held down Yan Nu and dragged him away.

"Why!" Yan Nu asked.

"I have my own reasons!" Manager Liao didn't even bother to find an excuse, so as not to be taken advantage of again and get frustrated.

Uncle Hong was startled, and he quickly knelt on the ground and begged: "Boss, please spare him, please."

He now extremely regrets those few words he said yesterday.

"Get out!" Manager Liao kicked Uncle Hong away and walked away.

Yan Nu caught a glimpse of this scene and moved his fist slightly, but he felt that he could not win and would bring trouble to Uncle Hong, so he could only let him be dragged away.

Uncle Hong hurriedly got up and caught up with the steward. In a hurry, he told Yan Nu that he had real energy.

Manager Liao stopped slightly, turned around and said contemptuously: "Has he also learned martial arts?"

"The villain taught him..." Uncle Hong made up nonsense: "This kid learned some superficial luck kung fu from me since he was a child. He has good qualifications. He has been practicing for several years. Now he is only fifteen years old, and his skill has far exceeded Got the villain!"

Manager Liao knew that Uncle Hong's little skill was not good at all and was only useful for swinging a hammer.

"Hey, so what!" He was extremely disdainful. There were not even a thousand but eight hundred warriors attached to the Zhang family! There are more than 300 masters in this Chashan Castle alone.

As for Uncle Hong, who has some superficial skills, shouldn't he still do manual labor and earn a living?

Uncle Hong smiled apologetically and said: "I just want to say that Yan Nu is quite qualified. If you spare his life and introduce him to a few coaches, he can also serve the castle master..."

"If Yan Slave practices well in the future, it will also be your contribution! He will definitely be grateful to you!"

"Really..." Manager Liao squinted his eyes and said calmly: "I know."

Uncle Hong raised his head and looked at Guanshi Liao's leaving figure with a confused expression.

What does ‘get it’ mean, does it work or not? To release or not to release?

Uncle Hong was dejected and miserable. Being treated like this, he completely lost his mind.

"You are so sick that you need to seek medical treatment!" Shen Leling secretly laughed lightly: "Originally, Yan Slave might still be able to survive, but the steward is just venting his anger. Whether he will die or not is still a matter of choice!"

"Now...death is certain."

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p.s: Sorry.