Now the villagers of Graystone Village have a very intuitive impression of the lord. This is a kind person, but occasionally they get angry. There are many women in the family, all of whom are beautiful and beautiful. They come and go in and out of the castle every day. When the men see them, they don’t like them. Even the entertainment programs at night are fewer. There is no way. Looking at the brutally sturdy woman, with her skin as pine bark, and a scent on her body, thinking about the women in the lord’s family, it’s really hard to swallow.

However, they just thought in their hearts that the lord's women dare not touch them, and they didn't even dare to look at them for a few more times. What should they do if the lord gets angry and is hanged? Although the lord is unlikely to kill people, what if he drives people out of the territory? He is so unpopular and does not plunder the people's wealth and ointment. However, it is difficult to find a lantern. If he goes to other places, he will not have such a good day.

Recently, the little lord recruited people to level a piece of land at the foot of the mountain. The lord of the neighboring mountain recruited a group of people. Now the lord himself is taking on the remaining strength to work, and there is no idle person in the village. His income in the past few months is more than two years ago. The older people calculated carefully that as long as the weather is good, when the crops are harvested in autumn, no one should starve to death this year after the winter.

Compared with the villagers, the mercenaries in the guard team were even happier. When they heard about the main building of a tavern, everyone was celebrating. There was no good entertainment activities in this era, and drinking and fighting were the biggest hobbies of the mercenaries. However, the Graystone Village is a bit far from Heiyan City, which is inconvenient to go back and forth. In addition, Bai Min's management is strict, so he is not allowed to leave the village after dark at night, otherwise he will be punished.

Bai Min's corporal punishment is very simple, it means that people stand in place for four hours... For these naturally violent and active mercenaries, it is even more uncomfortable than killing them.

Alex and Jessica have been learning words from the little guy recently, and soon followed the little guy's advice. With the inheritance of knowledge, it must be an extremely simple thing to conquer the two children. Her current distress is how to make her teacher fall in love with her.

The Hillary tribe has always been a spiritual energy life. Although it has a parasitic way of survival, its reproduction mainly depends on information energy information cloning. The main manifestation is to tear out some of the core information and power from the body, and tortured into an organic biological larvae through biological mating, or forcibly injecting spiritually into an organic biological larvae. These core information and power will gradually change the genes of the organic organism and evolve the core information within decades. Finally, the spirit and the ** will be separated and become a complete Hillary tribe.

At first, the Hillary clan had no concept of male or female. Any of them could exchange core information fragments with other people and create their own unique "descendants". However, after coming to Earth, the only person who meets their parasitic object was humans. Unlike the lower organic creatures on the parent star Kepler, the people on Earth have various emotions, among which "love" and "family affection" make the Hillary clan at a loss.

Even after ten thousand years, the Hillary people cannot fully understand the impact of family affection and love on humans and creatures. The same is true for the little guy. Although she has a long history of knowledge, there is no skill in how to obtain love.

However, she has made some progress recently. The teacher will kiss her little face every day. Every time she will smile happily like a little fox. Catherine feels that her daughter is helpless. Not only does she fall in love with her teacher, she actually wants to get her mother on the teacher's bed. How can she still cheat her mother's daughter?

The construction of the Graystone Village is like fire, and the Soul Thinker Association is not idle either. The vice president moved the manufactured salt filtering and salt cooking equipment to the vicinity of the Salt Mountain, and then formed it with drawings. On the first day, when the personnel were not skilled and without preparation in advance, he used half of the equipment to produce 147 kilograms of salt.

The newly built salt warehouse was built at the foot of the mountain. The smell of mud and bricks in the room had not completely dissipated. Zelonger looked at the four large pottery jars in the corner of the room, filled with white salt blocks. The vice president said to him proudly: "As long as you mix these salt blocks and grind them into powder, you will be high-quality snow salt."

Compared to other people's introductions, Zelonger believed in his judgment more. He used his fingers to put a small piece of salt into his mouth. Although it was so salty that he frowned, his face was extremely excited. There was no bitterness or earthy smell, and there was not even the spicy taste of green salt. It was indeed a first-class good salt.

These cylinders of salt, worth hundreds of gold coins, have been the book income of the city lord's mansion for two or three months. However, this is only less than half of the manpower and half of the equipment, but the results are still produced when they are not skilled. If those hard workers are fully familiar with the process and then the entire equipment is activated, one thousand kilograms a day is indeed not a whimsical illusion.

"We can recruit more people and get more equipment." Zelonger thought about it. This is how people are. If they have one, they want to have two, and they will never be satisfied: "Maybe we can produce two thousand kilograms a day, or three thousand kilograms a day. This won't take long, and we will be rich enough to rival a country."

The vice president smiled: "Actually, I have this idea, and I have mentioned it to the president, but he said that one thousand kilograms may be the digestive limit of cities around Black Rock City and even further away cities. If the output increases, it will inevitably suppress the price of snow salt. In this case, it will not be very beneficial to us, so he suggested that we produce it according to this output for a period of time and see the situation before talking about it."

"What Chen Xiansong said?" Zelonger carefully recalled the contents of the genealogy to see if there was any relevant knowledge.

The vice president continued: "The president said it really makes sense. After he said this, I suddenly remembered that the family genealogy does record that the rarer the goods are, the higher the price, and the lower the price."

After hearing this, Zelonger stopped recalling the genealogy and said, "He and you are both geniuses in this field. What you said should be correct. Since the salt has been successfully made, let's talk about the share of the share. Do you plan to deliver it once a month or once a day to our city lord's mansion?"

"Once once a day," said the vice president: "Anyway, the people around here are all guards from your city lord's mansion. It is not a problem for them to hand them over to you."

Zelonger nodded: "It's good." Then he walked to the salt tank, took out a small cloth bag from his arms, poured the silver coins and copper coins inside to the ground. Then he picked up a piece of broken salt particles as big as a baby's fist, put them into the small bag, and continued: "I will bring some salt back to my father first, and count it to one kilogram of salt, and it will be on the open tent of our city lord's mansion."

"Your Excellency is really a joke. Just a kilogram of salt is worth how much it is." The vice president just smiled.

"Then I'll leave first. If there is anything, you can ask my guards to tell me directly." Zelongerza finished the small bag, then put it away, and Fengfeng hurriedly left the salt warehouse.

The vice president looked at the silver coins and a dozen copper coins on the ground, with a strange expression: "Do you only bring some money to the emperor when you go out? It doesn't match the identity of others. Is it because the City Lord's Mansion is frugal, or does the City Lord's Mansion have no more money? I can't see through it."

Then, the vice president divided the money on the ground into dozens of portions and rewarded them to those responsible for making salt.

When Zelonger returned to the city lord's mansion, it was already around 8 o'clock at night. After dismounting, he ignored his hungry stomach and walked straight through the hall, went up the stairs, and knocked on the door of the old city lord's study.

Since Udir left, the old city lord seemed to have grown older. He had just returned from the border station in the afternoon and was resting when he was reading a book. After Zelonger broke in, he took out the small bag and placed it on the table. He opened the bag and said, "This is the snow salt made today. I have tried it. It is indeed a top-notch salt, which is better than what we use at home."

The old city lord twisted some salt residue with his fingers, put it in his mouth and closed his eyes and tasted it for a while, then swallowed it and said, "It is indeed a good salt, better than any salt I have ever eaten, but the yield is. If we can only make dozens of kilograms a day, we will lose a little bit."

Zelonger said: "It was officially started at noon today. It took only half a day, and half of the manpower and equipment to produce more than 140 kilograms. If the work is fully started, and after the coolies are familiar with the process, they should probably be able to achieve the one thousand kilograms a day of output as Chen Xiansong said."

"One thousand kilograms." The old city lord came out of the God of God and said, "There are too many, and the cities near Black Rock City can barely digest them, but if the shipment speed is too fast, it may cause the price of snow salt to fall."

Zelonger smiled slightly: "In the afternoon, I suggested that I make more equipment to make the output reach more than 2,000 kilograms a day. However, the vice president said that Chen Xiansong did not agree with this practice. His reason was the same as your father, saying that high output would cause salt prices to drop."

"He said that too?" The old city lord sighed with some emotion: "I lived for decades before I understood this principle. He, a young man, had never done business or held a civil service, could understand it! The soul-thinking person is indeed different from us ordinary people. Many things can be understood by just thinking about it, and we must be taught or experienced by ourselves. I used to think about it. Udir was already very powerful, but I didn't expect his students to be even more powerful... It would be great if the soul-thinking person's bloodline could be inherited. With the current smart relationship between our two families, it would be not difficult to let Lux borrow a seed..."

Zelonger curled his lips: "There are so many beautiful women around Chen Xiansong, he may not be able to fall in love with Lux."

"Just borrow some seeds, not marriage!" The old city lord suddenly said: "By the way, tomorrow you will personally lead a team of cavalry to focus on protecting the neighborhood of the Graystone Village. According to our support in the Dolan family, they already know that we are preparing to make salt, and they also know that Chen Xiansong is the provider of the salt recipe, and seems to be planning to secretly kidnap him."

Zelonger sneer said: "There is a problem with the IQ of the Dolan family. Chen Xiansong has two sun god servants around him. It is harder to secretly kidnap him than climbing the sky."
Chapter completed!