Xia Ye's eyes were deep, staring at a Xia sword: "They fought for Chaoge, for their family and a better life. What I can do is to give them the most exquisite armor and weapons, and fortunately, after they die in battle, they can have a clear conscience."

Everyone was silent, and looked at Natsuno's eyes and became more respectful.

Especially the female warriors of Eternal Island, they knelt down one by one, burst into tears, but their expressions were firm and shouted loudly.

"I wish to die for the master!"

On Friday, he also knelt down: "I wish to die for the master!"

No one knows the importance of weapons than these alien female warriors and savages. When you fight with a sharp wooden stick and an enemy wearing heavy armor and a spear and a bronze battle axe, you can only rely on your life to fill it.

"I wish to die for the chief!"

At this time, no one is stupid, so Zhu Yu and his party quickly knelt down. Anyway, they are craftsmen, so they don’t have to go to the battlefield, and they can’t die if they shout a few slogans.

"Please get up, everyone."

Xia Ye helped Zhu Yu up and reminded again: "Weapons are the lives of soldiers, so don't cut corners."

"This is natural!"

Zhu Yu immediately patted the badge and promised: "If the Xia knife is broken, I will break my neck!"

After showing off, Xia Ye took the dragon man away from the blacksmith shop and continued to visit the mine.

“It’s a waste of money.”

There are dragon people still calculating.

Xia Ye had fun, but he didn't explain that the expenses of these weapons, to put it bluntly, was just a waste of time and food.

Materials, whether it is charcoal or iron ore, it is good to arrange for slaves to burn charcoal and mine. Apart from the food, there is no need to pay for wages. If you are disabled, there is no pension. It would be good if you are not beaten to death and buried.

That is, craftsmen need some salary.

A bronze sword with more than 100,000 knives is mainly expensive in terms of materials. Bronze is very valuable, and the rest is some artificiality. After all, the works of the great swordsman are also worth adding value.

Summer knife is much cheaper.

Iron ore is just digging into the mine, and because of the materials, the same forging technology, summer swords are sharper and harder than bronze swords.

"The chief, the craftsmen can work overtime and get a few more weapons, but if the iron ore can't keep up, we can't do anything."

Zhu Yu complained.

Xia Ye’s way of paying is to do more and earn more, so the craftsmen who are afraid of working 24 hours a day and then exchange rice and grain for them to go home.

Looking at the satisfied smiles of my wife and children after eating, no matter how hard or tired they are, everyone feels it is worth it.

Xia Ye was silent, he understood what Zhu Yu meant.

"Chief, you're so nice to those slaves."

When Zhu Yu saw Xia Ye hesitating, he knew that he was too bad and could not help but advise: "If you feel sorry for it, use savages, anyway, they are not humans."

"Master, I'll catch the slaves."

Fierce Friday.

Xia Ye remembered the history he had seen before. Under the sleepers of every railway in the United States, the body of a Chinese worker was buried. Could it be that every summer knife he had to be watered with the blood of a miner?

Xia Ye, who came from the civilized world, still has a conscience in his heart.

Abu didn't say anything and observed silently. Seeing the hesitation in his eyes, he felt relieved. How could a guy who was so kind to slaves be so bad?

"Chief, if we want a steam rifle, iron ore will be even less than enough."

Ghost Lord reminds.

"What do you think of the industrial foundation here?"

Natsuno changed the topic.

"Yes, after a period of training, the number of skilled workers has increased, and about seven to ten steam rifles can be produced every day."

Abu is also showing his ability, and he must do this by saying it.

"Then it's as soon as possible, I'll assign you a hand."

Natsuno urged that things like rifles are not enough to be held by soldiers, and they also need to undergo a lot of training to become combat power.

"Sakura Ye, training spearmen, is not a small amount of bullets."

Anna's kind reminder.

"I see."

Xia Yexin said that I am a military fan at least, and I know this common sense.

Anna was surprised, this Natsuno gave her a mysterious feeling.

It was noon, and with the sound of a bell ramming, the slaves got off work. They went to the bathhouse, rushed for a brief rush, and then went to the cafeteria to line up to get their meals according to their own bowls.

Mixed grain steamed buns, meat porridge, pickles, and a pot of various wild vegetables, mushrooms and pork stews. They are not very rich, but they are better than a lot of food.

Yes, Chaoge is very generous to slaves. As long as you can eat enough, it doesn’t matter how much you eat.

It was very tiring to go down the mine, but being able to eat delicious food seemed to have dissipated the fatigue of the day.

"Suck!"

Abu did not eat the small kitchen, but tasted the slaves' meals. Only then did he be sure that Xia Ye was really kind-hearted.

"tasty!"

Ana chewed so fast that it was much better than the food on the island. She had already made up her mind to not go back at least for a short time.

Suddenly, the eyes of the slaves in the cafeteria looked at the corner.

"What's going on?"

Abu frowned, thinking that there was a riot.

"It's the first place in mining."

On Friday, he explained that he had long been familiar with the affairs of the mine.

"Um?"

The dragon people were confused.

"In a two-day period, the person who mines the most ore can receive a glass of wine, two dishes of side dishes, and a piece of cake. If the next period can be won again, the number of side dishes will increase."

The ghost explained.

"oh!"

The dragon people did not react. The knowledge in it was learned, while Abu narrowed his eyes and looked at Xia Ye's gaze, and admired it even more.

After the tour, everyone returned to Chaoge.

"This tribe is thriving!"

Anna sighed, which attracted everyone's approval.

"What do you think of that reward?"

Abu suddenly spoke.

"What do you think? Isn't it just to motivate the slaves to work?"

There is a dragon who is puzzled.

"Then why is it two days a period?"

Abu asked rhetorically.

"Well!"

This time, everyone couldn't answer, or they had never thought about it.

"Because if you have one day, you can do it with gritting your teeth. If you have two days, you will work hard on the first day and you will work hard on the second day, otherwise the efforts of the first day will be in vain."

Ana curled her lips: "This will make the slave work hard for one more day."

"Then why not three days?"

Some people questioned.

"Because the days are too long, the slaves will be out of energy. You have to understand that rewarding such things is the shorter the better."
Chapter completed!