Chief don't slap in the face

"I would like to die for the master!"

Friday also knelt down: "I am willing to die for my master!"

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

"Willing to die for the Great Chief!"

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

"Everyone, please."

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

"It's natural!"

Zhu Yu immediately patted his breastplate and promised: "If Xia Dao breaks, let my neck break!"

After showing off, Xia Ye took Long Ren out of the blacksmith shop and continued to visit the mine.

"What a waste of money."

Some dragon people are still counting.

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

For materials, whether it is charcoal or iron ore, it is good to arrange slaves to burn charcoal and dig mines. Except for food, no wages are paid, and there is no pension for the disabled. It is good if they are not killed and buried.

That is to say, craftsmen have to receive part of their salary.

A bronze sword worth more than [-] knives is mainly expensive because of the material. Bronze is very valuable, and the rest is some labor. After all, the works of the great swordsmith also have added value.

Xia Dao is much cheaper.

For iron ore, just go to the mine to dig, and because of the material, the Xia knife is sharper and harder than the bronze sword with the same forging process.

"Great chief, the craftsmen can work overtime to make more weapons, but the iron ore can't keep up, so we have nothing to do."

Zhu Yu complained.

Xia Ye's way of paying is to do more and earn more, so the craftsmen who are hungry and frightened can't wait to work 24 hours a day, and then go home in exchange for rice.

Seeing the satisfied smiles of the wife and children after eating, everyone felt it was worth it no matter how hard or tired they were.

Xia Ye was silent, he understood Zhu Yu's meaning.

"Warchief, you are too kind to those slaves."

Seeing Xia Ye's hesitation, Zhu Yu knew that Xia Ye was such a bad guy, so he couldn't help admonishing him: "If you feel sorry, use savages, they are not human anyway."

"Master, I'm going to catch the slave."

Hard on Friday.

Xia Ye thought of the history he had seen before. Under every railway sleeper in the United States, there was a corpse of a Chinese worker buried. Could it be that every time he was born with a Xia knife, he had to pour the blood of a miner?

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

Abu didn't speak all the time, just observed silently. Seeing the hesitation in his eyes, he felt relieved. How could a guy who is so merciful to his slaves be so bad?

"Great Chief, if we want steam rifles, iron ore is not enough."

Guiye reminded.

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

Xia Ye changed the subject.

"Yes, after a period of training, skilled workers will increase, and about seven to ten steam rifles can be produced every day."

Abramovich is also showing his ability, and this kind of words must be done.

"Then as soon as possible, I will assign people to you."

Xia Ye urged that such things as rifles are not enough for soldiers to hold, and they need to go through a lot of training before they can become combat effectiveness.

"Xia Ye, the bullets spent training spearmen are not a small amount."

Ana kindly reminded.

"I see."

Xia Yezhi said, I am also a military fan after all, and I know this bit of common sense.

Ana was startled, this Xia Ye felt so mysterious to her.

At noon, with the ringing of the bell, the slaves got off work. They went to the bathing place, took a brief shower, and then went to the cafeteria to line up for meals according to their respective rice bowls.

Multigrain steamed buns, meat porridge, pickles, and a pot of stewed wild vegetables, mushrooms, and pork. It is not very rich, but it is better than a large amount to keep you full.

Yes, Chao Ge is very generous to slaves, as long as you can eat enough, it doesn't matter how much you eat.

Going down the mine was tiring, but being able to eat delicious food seemed to dissipate the fatigue of the day.

"Suck it!"

Abu didn't eat Xiaozao, but tasted the meals of the slaves, and then he was sure that Xia Ye was really kind-hearted.

"good to eat!"

Ana chewed quickly, it was much more delicious than the food on the island, she had already made up her mind, at least not going back in a short time.

Suddenly, the eyes of the slaves in the cafeteria turned to the corner.

"what happened?"

Abu frowned, thinking there was a commotion.

"It's Mining No.1 coming."

Friday explained that he already knew the business of the mine by heart.

"Ok?"

The dragon people were dumbfounded.

"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 repeated, the number of side dishes will increase."

Guiye explained.