"Sir, why are you in such a hurry to build the four workshops?"
"I want to see the results soon."
In the open space of the workshop area, Liszt led Dosen to inspect the construction of the workshops.
Gort, who presided over the construction, was puzzled. Just this morning, Liszt issued a new order to completely build the four workshops within five days. For this reason, he had to summon more serfs to participate in the construction.
The whole construction site was in full swing.
Now that it was autumn, the temperature was gradually not as hot as it was in summer, but they were still sweating when working.
"Tell the construction workers that as long as the construction is completed within five days, their salary will be doubled, and if the construction is completed within four days, their salary will be tripled." Liszt didn't care about a few copper coins, he only cared about whether he could complete the task ahead of time.
"Oh my God, the serfs will go crazy." Gort exclaimed and then spread his hands, "But it is impossible to build the workshops in four days. Workshops are not wooden houses, they need skilled people to build them."
Liszt said indifferently, "Then make it simple, as long as it can be produced. I don't expect the workshops to bring me much revenue. It's good enough that they can guarantee the supply to the castle."
The level of the serfs could not be overestimated.
But the serfs' pursuit of money should not be underestimated.
If they went crazy, they could work day and night and toss the four workshops out. The quality might not be guaranteed, but Liszt did not pursue quality, he only pursued speed.
Even if the defective workshops were built, it didn't matter as long as the task was completed.
Compared to the evolution of the thorns sprite worm, these were secondary.
Gort did not understand Liszt's thoughts, but he was only an advisor, and all the power in the territory was given by Liszt. He could only accept it: "I will stimulate these serfs. I can't guarantee four days, but within five days, there will definitely be four workshops appearing in the workshop area."
"After completing this task, Advisor Gort, I will reward you with a few bottles of gin, which can be purchased directly from Tulip Castle for cellar aging."
"Oh my God, cellar gin, it's so mouth-watering. I haven't drunk Tulip Castle's cellar gin for several years! Haha, I will not sleep or rest for the next few days to supervise the workshop. Please rest assured, Sir! "
He corrected the attitude of the officials and the workers.
Liszt then held Dosen's hand and walked back.
Halfway there, he simply rode on Dosen's back and treated Dosen as a mount — during this period of time, Dosen's body continued to grow and had already exceeded a ton in weight. In front of Dosen, a tiger could only be regarded as a slightly larger cat. The explosive power contained in his body could tear tigers and leopards apart.
Even without using magic, it could stand at the top of the Coral Island's food chain.
At first.
It was a little unwilling when Liszt rode it, but after being beaten up, it obediently became a mount. Carrying a person on its back didn't affect its movements at all.
After arriving at Dosen Avenue.
Liszt shouted, "Dosen, multiple Rock Spikes!"
Tremblingwoods opened his mouth and let out a roar. Following that, seven thick rock spikes emerged from the section of the road that had been planned and had yet to be constructed.
"Good-boy!"
Stroking Dosen's big head, Liszt was very satisfied and continued to issue instructions, "Keep going, Dosen, multiple Rock Spikes!"
Pfft, Pfft!
Another six Rock Spikes pierced the ground.
"Good job, little guy, come, Rock Spikes!"
Pfft!
A single Rock Spike was thrust out. Dosen could already understand the difference between Rock Spikes and multiple Rock Spikes.
A piece of jerky as a reward.
Liszt rubbed Dosen's chubby neck and continued to train, "Dosen, bigger, bigger, Rock Spikes!"
Pfft!
A Rock Spike emerged.
"Bigger, Rock Spikes!"
Pfft!
Another rock spike popped up.
"Not qualified, Dosen, no jerky reward. Bigger, bigger, you get jerky, understand? " Liszt shook the jerky in front of Dosen, but didn't give it to it to let it understand that it was not good enough.
Bit by bit.
When the Rock Spike became thicker, Liszt stuffed the jerky into its mouth and repeated the instruction, "Bigger, Rock Spikes", indicating that the bigger the Rock Spike, the jerky reward. Dosen's IQ was not low, but because of the language barrier, it could only use conditional reflex to let it understand various instructions.
This kind of training was repetitive and boring.
But when Dosen understood the new instructions, Liszt would feel a sense of accomplishment, and his ultimate goal was to train Dosen to release more types of magic.
"Dosen is an Intermediate World of Warcraft, no doubt, but it is still a little worse than the Purple Sand Crocodile. As an evolved Intermediate World of Warcraft, its aptitude is definitely worse than the innate Intermediate World of Warcraft. How to make up for it depends on how I, its master, train it and use skills to make up for its talent. "
Liszt enjoyed personally training the powerful Intermediate World of Warcraft.
However, the road repair team following behind him was not so happy. With the rise of Dosen's magic power and the mass production of Rock Spikes, the workload of the road repair team also greatly increased.
The hammer kept pounding, smashing the Rock Spikes and laying them flat on Dosen Avenue – this was a very difficult task because Liszt required that each piece of gravel should not exceed the size of a bottle cap. The serfs responsible for the gravel needed to keep pounding and even smash the stone into powder.
Only in this way, the road built would be smooth.
Looking at the serfs of the road repair team, sweat mixed with dust dripping down, Liszt felt a little emotional – compared to them, he was too leisurely.
Reincarnation was a technical job, and obviously, his skills were good.
"Let Mrs. Abby prepare mung bean soup and send it to the serfs of the road repair team, one bowl per person." Seeing the butler Carter coming over, Liszt ordered.
"They will be flattered by your kindness."
"As long as they work well for me, I will never be stingy with rewards and bestowments. In Flower Town, I hope that everyone can support themselves with work, eat their fill and wear warm clothes. Even if winter comes, they can still live a healthy life. "Liszt said dignified words. His vision was advanced.
Squeezing the serfs was very low-level exploitation.
Only by mobilizing the serfs' enthusiasm for production could they maximize the exploitation of laborers and obtain more surplus value. He was a man who had read Carl Marx's "Das Kapital".
As for the capitalist's conscience – wasn't mung bean soup delivered, what else could he do!
With so many people building a road, the wages were not in arrears and they only worked twelve hours a day, which was already very kind. If it was another lord, perhaps the serfs could only learn from Xu Sanduo and pick up stones to build the road without spending a penny.
Riding Dosen.
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