Undead Farm

Yang Ping waved and dragged the servant who couldn't keep his mouth to the prison. After finishing the whole shirt, he was just dressed to the scene.

"Where is this gathering and blocking the road? Is this year's woods cut? So I don't want to make money?!"

"The city owner, that group of Goblin is making trouble!" a man called.

"Goblin?"

Yang Ping's brow wrinkled and walked in through the crowd's escaped passage. At a glance, he saw the sign that Kuru was squatting.

“Familiar lumberjack group looking for a job, not familiar with money? What is it doing?”

"You are the city owner? We said at night, you agree that we are here to work!" Curu saw the fat man with a round belly, quite a good waist.

"But no one has hired us until now, is it afraid that we will grab your rice bowl?"

"Hurricane! Just a group of small arms and small legs of Goblin, I can lick two!"

When the big man who fell to the ground saw the blind woman heard the name of the city owner sneak away, a white foam jumped up and angered the presence.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Yang Ping returned to God, only to remember that he seemed to have agreed to send some Goblin to the odds to subsidize the family, but he did not expect that the night of the night actually took his guest words seriously.

"Yang Feng, are we missing woodworkers?"

Asked Yang Feng, who was carrying him with his mother tiger to steal it, Yang Ping asked.

Yang Feng nodded. "Although some migrants have poured into Tianshi City recently, they are all masonry miners. They are not very skilled at how to cut down, but winter is almost there. Now everyone is stepping up time, so the gap in logging Still quite big."

"In that case, let them try it out, how big is it... and so on."

Yang Ping suddenly turned his eyes and went to the front of Kuru.

"You said that you are not familiar with money, then you are familiar, can you be worthy of our workers in Pingcheng?"

"Nature is comparable! And we need less money!" Curu patted his chest.

"Oh, the wages are low? How much is it?" Yang Ping asked.

Kuru touched his head. He didn't understand the market here. He suddenly let him open a price and didn't know how much to open. But when he saw the big man next to the axe, he suddenly blinked.

"5 copper coins less than him!"

"I? Five copper coins?"

Damu pointed to his nose, as if he had heard a joke.

"I am the fastest man in Pingcheng! You actually want to compare with me? Do you know how much I earn in one day? 15 silver coins!"

"Even if the most skilled lumberjack is just half of my work, do you really like me? I am!"

As the logging king of Pingcheng, Muda’s income is indeed good. Three or four gold coins can be credited in one month, enough for him to live a good life.

Although in fact he can't do that much every day...

But Kulu noticed another point. Before this man said that he could cut 30 trees a day, this shows that his wages are the same as the price of a tree!

Are lumberjacks so profitable?

He swallowed his mouth: "15 silver coins? Cut a tree 50 copper?! Then we will receive 49 copper per tree, and it will be fast and good!"

Yang Ping sneered in his heart, Goblin is Goblin, for a copper coin to care about, this is also called concession?

Look at it!

"It’s rare that your brother Brinken is out of food, and so confident, kind, I will naturally support you.

In this case, I will not bully you if I work, I will follow a tree of 50 copper, but the quality standard can not be lower than our lumberjack, or else we have to deduct money, this understanding? ”

Seeing Kuru nodded, and Yang Ping pointed to it behind him.

"Do you guys go to work?"

Kuru shook his head: "No, we only have 20 Goblin workers, and the other are warriors. The noble Goblin warriors will not participate in labor!"

Looking at the skinny Goblin with a rust axe, Yang Ping’s mouth was even more open.

"Well, I really appreciate your tradition! That's it. Let's play a 20-person skilled lumberjack team to compete with you. If you can win in a week, how many of the Goblin workers can reach this standard in the future?" How much to hire!"

"But if you lose, please ask Lorraine to help me to dig up the tree stumps of Pingcheng before the winter. If you don't dig, then you will lose one silver coin for each tree root. How? ?"

In this sentence, Yang Ping suddenly buried several traps that he thought Goblin could not see.

They lost, and it was a big deal to receive dozens of Goblin, and it’s not expensive to have the skills. It’s not a loss.

But if you win...

Sorry, I will be responsible for the Lorraine collar, and it is an impossible task to dig out these extremely troublesome trees before the winter, but the silly general Goblin does not care. At this point, I still think about money in my mind.

“Will pay for the day?”

"Daily pay!"

"Okay, deal!"

Kulu suddenly pulled out the rat skin from the crotch, and used his black nails as a brush to draw a few strokes. The original appointment was portrayed on the top ~www.wuxiaspot.com~There was nothing to say, the word was the card! ”

Yang Ping looked at the stinky rat skin with his nose and made a look at Yang Feng. Yang Feng took the mouse skin in a difficult way, quickly looked at a few eyes, and determined that no problem, nodded and pressed the fingerprint.

"Since there is no problem, then let's get started now!"

The smiling Yang Ping asked Yang Feng to immediately find 19 wood loggers, and the logging king Wang Muda formed the ultra-luxury team.

In order to motivate them, Yang Ping also promised to double the wages. After winning the game, there will even be another reward. After all, for the pile of headaches, this little money is worth paying.

In his opinion, the thin group of Goblin is not an opponent at all, plus he has equipped his lumberjack with the best axe, and every day, even a special person is responsible for their diet, Massage breaks and other matters.

It can be said that in addition to logging, these people do not have to worry about anything.

But this is not the case. In order to be on the safe side, Yang Ping even let Goblin go to the rugged logging area of ​​the mountain road to go logging, and their own people are in a gentle place, one is the old wood for a long time, and the other is the new wood that is barely mature. The labor intensity on both sides immediately opened a grade.

However, Kulu did not say a word, with Goblin, he got into the forest and began to cut down.

Then, after a day, Yang Ping couldn’t sit still.

"What? They are cutting faster than ours!"