Infrastructure Throne

It's a fine night tonight.The cool moonlight shines through the window, spreads over the gauze curtain, and dyes the steps made of hot spring rock a little bit.

This bathroom is quite spacious, and the bathtub in the middle is so big that an adult can even swim two laps.In the wall directly opposite the screen was a fireplace, with a crackling fire,

The bath is in the shape of a slope, shallow on the left and deep on the right. The shallowest side allows people to lie down comfortably. At the deepest point, the pool water just overflows the shoulders and necks.

A stone koi carp is carved at each end, pouring hot water into the pool.

The water has been sprinkled with bath salts and some unknown spices.The hazy mist continuously overflows the water surface, and under the vast white mist, the flowing water surface still holds a pipa, which cannot be seen clearly, only the moving sound of gurgling water can be heard.

It is indeed the bathroom of the City Lord's Mansion, a luxury exclusive to nobles.

Shen Qingze shook his head, criticizing the corruption of the feudal rulers, while stretching his limbs, lying in the shallow pool with his eyes closed, enjoying the corruption.

The gentle running water washes over his firm and naked body, pulling away the fatigue of the past few days from his body little by little, soothing his tense nerves and smoothing the wrinkles between his brows.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, Shen Qingze sniffed the elegant fragrance, leaning his head against the rock wall of the pool, so comfortable that he felt drowsy.

Until a faint sound of footsteps suddenly woke him up.

The sound was soft, like bare feet stepping on stone bricks, and the rustling of cloth rubbing against each other.

Someone actually came!Could it be a servant?

Or... did he go into the wrong bathroom?

Shen Qingze frowned, sat up from the water, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the back behind the floor-to-ceiling folding screen, with a loose robe casually draped over his shoulders.

"Go get some wine from my wine cabinet." He ordered the attendant, his voice was low and sweet, and the mellowness was better than fine wine.

What is Yan Zui!Shen Qingze's eyebrows jumped.

The man untied his hair and let his long hair fall like a waterfall. He undressed slowly, pulled off the bathrobe, and put it on the screen at will.

His shadow moved on the screen, and he was about to come out. In this situation, there are still attendants waiting outside the door. If the two "meet each other honestly", it would be more than a big embarrassment.

The surroundings were clear and inevitable, so Shen Qingze had no choice but to rely on the thick white mist to block his sight, and plunged into the water.

Like a slippery fish, he swam silently to the deepest side of the pool, took a deep breath, filled his lungs with air, and lurked underwater in a difficult posture. Take a breath.

After a while, naked Yan Zui stepped onto the stone steps with bare feet, and she got into the water at the shallowest side of the pool, half lying and half leaning, lazily leaning against the edge of the pool.

The warm water enveloped him, Yan Zui closed his eyes slightly, and let out a satisfied nasal sound in a soothing voice.

This vague moan flowed into Shen Qingze's ears with the water flow, and seemed to be magnified several times, hazy and ambiguous, constantly stirring up his highly nervous nerves.

Just like a thief who sneaked into the girls' dormitory and was about to be discovered, he felt a little bit of absurd excitement uncontrollably while feeling guilty.

Yan Zui didn't seem to notice the abnormality in the deep water in the distance, he put one elbow on the wall of the pool, and with the other hand, he actually put a wooden and bamboo duckling on the water surface.

When the fingers fiddled with the ripples, the naive little duck swayed from side to side and swam back and forth.

It was obviously a childish and boring toy, but the fierce and domineering city lord in front of everyone actually had a great time playing it when he was alone.

It's just that Shen Qingze suffers.

The young man who was holding his breath underwater was like a wooden stake growing in the ground, motionless, even if he spit out a bubble, he was afraid of causing movement and being noticed by the other party.

At this time, the attendant just brought the wine, and with his eyes buried in the head, he put the tray containing the jug and wine glass by the pool.

Taking advantage of Yan Zui turning his head to pour the wine, Shen Qingze carefully poked out half of his head to take a breath, and quickly shrank back into the water before the other party turned his head back to cover up the footsteps of his attendants.

In addition to the sound of slowly flowing water, only the sound of Yan Zui drinking himself was left.

Although Shen Qingze couldn't see it, the glimpse just now involuntarily appeared in his mind, when the other party raised his head to drink, the slender neck, the sliding Adam's apple, and the clear water traces winding down when the water droplets rolled down his shoulders .

For the first time, Shen Qingze became very curious about Yan Zui's charm——

Some people are naturally beautiful, and they all rely on money, they are really more popular than others, aren't they!

In the quiet bathroom, one stretches his muscles and bones comfortably, while the other shrinks his head nervously to hide. Only the surrounding flowing water knows this unique "shared bath". Invisibly merged into one.

Just when Shen Qingze was about to be unable to hold back, a small air bubble accidentally leaked from the side of his mouth, and Gululu floated to the surface of the water.

Yan Zui, who was playing with the duckling, stopped his movements, raised his eyes inadvertently, and cast a careless glance at the deep misty pool in the distance.

His upper body leaned forward slightly, and just as he was about to stand up, Shen Qingze's whole body tensed up, and he felt a big drum hammer beating his heart.

Boom, boom, boom—

Don't come over here--

Just at this moment, a rush of footsteps saved him.

"Master City Lord." The servant who came in a hurry did not dare to look up, and only reported from a distance through the screen.

Yan Zui leaned back leisurely, combing the long hair floating in the water with five fingers: "What's the matter?"

"Just now, the Lord Priest ordered me to prepare hot water for a bath, but when I went back, the Lord Priest... he disappeared! My lord and I searched all over the area but couldn't find anyone. Do you want to send the guards of the City Lord's Mansion to search? so as not to have any accidents."

Shen Qingze held her breath underwater, puffed her cheeks, and thought angrily, it's you who are too slow!Remember you!

A slight smile came from the direction of Qianchi: "No need, Chief Priest Shen is here for the first time, maybe he got lost somewhere while taking advantage of the wine, you go down."

The attendant was taken aback: "Yes."

The bathroom door closed with a click, and the flowing wind blew up the hanging veil, revealing faintly drunken rosy cheeks.

Yan Zui bent his elbows to support the side of his face, as if thinking of something interesting: "Are you lost?"

Shen Qingze under the water trembled and almost choked on water - this guy found himself?

Yan Zui's smile deepened: "Still, do you want to go somewhere you shouldn't go?"

The hairs on the back of Shen Qingze's neck stood on end. Even though he was soaked in the water, he felt that layers of sweat were seeping from his back.

Is this guy forcing himself to show up?Look at what he said, it seems that he deliberately came to spy on Yan Zui to take a bath.

It's not an option to hang on like this.

The lungs urged fresh air, and Shen Qingze's heart began to shake.

"Oh, you're so naughty..." Yan Zui said, pinching the duckling's tail, dragging the drifting wooden duck back to her side, swirling back and forth.

Shen Qingze: "..."

Gan!It turned out to be talking to ducks!

Lord City Master, how lonely are you?

Before Shen Qingze could breathe a sigh of relief, Yan Zui's magnetic voice penetrated the undulating white mist again and echoed in the bathroom:

"Come out, how long are you going to hold in there? Be careful and die."

As soon as the words fell, a figure broke through the water from the deep side of the pool, and the pea-sized water splashed in all directions, stirring up layers of waves, as if there were arcs of silvery white flowers blooming.

Yan Zui lazily leaned against the wall of the pool, half covered by the dense white mist, only revealing a piece of chest with clear texture, long hair hanging around his shoulders, spreading smoothly on the water like black satin.

Being intruded into the bathroom to see everything, Yan Zui was neither angry nor annoyed, but instead showed an elegant figure, even raised his glass, and smiled at the other party: "I didn't expect that Master Priest would be so interested, huh? "

His lazy ending is light and slow, rising slightly, like a jade hand plucking the strings.

In a hurry, Shen Qingze only had time to grab the cloak of the sacrificial robe and cover it in front of his body, but unfortunately, the plain white sacrificial robe was soaked in hot water, and it was translucent and thin, vaguely depicting the outline of the broad shoulders .

Yan Zui's gaze seemed to be fixed on the young man, and he never left his eyes when drinking, his thin eyelids opened and closed, revealing a bright pink at the end of his eyes.

The naked one is clearly Yan Zui, but under the aggressive eyes of the other party, Shen Qingze almost has the illusion that the two sides are in opposite situations.

Yan Zui's slender fingers caressed his lips, revealing a bit of the tip of his tongue:

"Actually, if you want to take a bath with me, all you need to do is tell me. The pool is so big, and I don't mind having you one more."

The corner of Shen Qingze's mouth twitched, and his voice sank eight degrees instantly: "I mind."

He waded through the pool and put his soaked plain white sacrificial robe on his body, then turned around and met the drunken eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"I'm sorry for breaking into the room by mistake and disturbing the city lord taking a bath." Shen Qingze tugged at the skirt of his chest, the wet and cold touch made him frowned, "But, you have already discovered me, right?"

Yan Zui teased the duckling slowly: "I thought it was some maid who had a crush on me and was eager to devote herself, but unexpectedly, it was..."

He clicked his tongue meaningfully.

As expected, this guy deliberately watched his jokes, Shen Qingze's face darkened, and he said with a blunt smile: "That will disappoint Your Excellency."

"Disappointed?" Yan Zui raised his eyebrows, "No, no, I'm not disappointed at all."

His eyes moved down the opponent's waistline, but was covered by the rising white mist, and he let out a long sigh: "Actually, I'm still a little disappointed."

Shen Qingze: "..."

He seemed to hear the sound of a string finally breaking when the other party persistently plucked it repeatedly.

Shen Qingze took a deep breath, and clenched a fist. Seeing his movement, Yan Zui shrank back very cooperatively, still smiling: "Master Priest has something to say, a gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move his hands."

Shen Qingze narrowed his eyes slowly, without saying a word, raised his fist, and smashed it against the calm water!

The water in the pool suddenly set off a big wave half a person's height, and rushed towards Yanzui with a threatening momentum——

In an instant, the majestic city lord was poured down on his head and face by the warm bath water, and his head was covered with long wet hair, like a black-bone chicken with its hair turned upside down, sticking out on the water.

The water washed over his forehead hair, like a curtain of water flowing across the face door, the strands of hair on both sides were sticky and sticky to his cheeks.

There are crystal drops of water dripping down the tip of the hair, a little bit accumulated in the hollow of the slender collarbone.

It's funny, but also a little bit sexy.

After a long time, Yan Zui wiped his face silently, his amber eyes were gloomy, glowing with moist water, he bit his lower lip halfway, and felt a faint indescribable grievance: "My duck..."

Shen Qingze was taken aback for a moment, and followed his line of sight, the wooden bamboo duck had been pushed far away by the water waves, and was hidden in the white mist in the room, so it was out of sight.

Shen Qingze was amused by the complaining eyes of the other party, instead of apologizing at all, he couldn't help but let out a nasty but hearty laugh from his chest.

He grabbed the last piece of clothing, put it on Shi Shiran, and then walked away.

"Master Officiant, stay here." Yan Zui slowly wrung out her long hair, which was full of water, and put it behind her ears, "You lost my duck, why don't you stay and talk with me. Besides, you just go out like this, the door The attendants saw it, but they still don’t know how to pass it on.”

Shen Qingze was not in a hurry to leave right now, she just dragged a chair and sat by the fireplace to dry clothes.

"What advice does the city lord have?"

"Just call me by my name, one adult at a time, it sounds like a lot of life." Yan Zui slowly came over, with two white arms lying on the edge of the pool wall, resting his chin on the pillow, and looked at him with his head tilted.

Shen Qingze was noncommittal, only turned over the shawl in his hand, and continued to warm the fire.

"You seemed to be very happy when you smiled just now... I rarely see you smile. You always have a cold face, as if everyone owes you money."

Yan Zui, who has been chatting with ducks while taking a bath all the year round, faced Shen Qingze, a big living person, even if the other party didn't say anything or respond, he could still chat on his own, and he was still in high spirits.

"why?"

"Because." Shen Qingze turned her head unexpectedly and answered him with condemning eyes, "You really owe me money."

Yan Zui: "..."

This guy is still thinking about it!

"Give it to you."

Shen Qingze caught a glimpse of a piece of gold flying straight towards him from the corner of his eye, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it. The tentacles were warm and moist, and the scales were clear. Under the light of the fire, the brilliance flowed, and it was that piece of dragon scale jade again.

"Don't you want to redeem it? Why give me this thing again?"

Yan Zui shrugged his shoulders: "As you can see, our Yuanliu City is very poor, and every gold coin can't wait to be broken into two pieces. After thinking about it, I'd better mortgage it to you."

"Poor?" Shen Qingze raised his eyebrows, his eyes rolled slightly, and he looked around the bathroom, "How can you build such a luxurious bathroom if you are poor?"

Yan Zui's smile faded, and he lost interest: "This was built when my father was there. At that time, the weather was good, the beast slaves never came to plunder, and other nobles and officials obeyed him. The current situation is not as difficult as it is now. ..."

Shen Qingze said lightly: "The current situation is difficult, do you still have time to enjoy it?"

Yan Zui pulled the tray of wine to his side, filled another glass, and lazily said, "I haven't closed my eyes for a few days."

It was only then that Shen Qingze noticed that there was a faint bruise under the other's eyelids, and the wine was not the wine at the dinner party, but medicinal wine for refreshment.

Shen Qingze put down the hot clothes in his hands, and said softly: "Is there anything more difficult?"

"Thousands of thoughts."

Shen Qingze was silent for a moment, then said: "The thing you said last time about making swords and armor is to fight against traitors?"

"No, there's no need to worry too much about dealing with this mob. I'm just worried that the beast slaves will come again...their witch priest was only injured by me, but he didn't die."

Yan Zui's eyes were squinted, and his eyes were blurred. When Shen Qingze looked at him, he always felt that there was a sharp edge hidden there.

He changed the subject: "You boasted at the dinner party that there is a way to let the civilians in the city survive the winter safely. Is it true or not?"

Shen Qingze nodded: "Really."

Yan Zui stared at him: "What are you going to do? I heard that you bought a hundred acres of land in a village on the outskirts of the city. They are all barren wastelands. Do you really have immortal skills? But even if you can grow crops , this time is too late."

Shen Qingze held up the front of his clothes with both hands, and gently shook his face towards the fire, his dark eyes reflected two joyful lights: "Of course there is no hope for this winter, but I can buy food."

Yan Zui frowned: "Berg said that Pearl City suppressed our raw ore and sold us high-priced grain. I sent someone to investigate this matter. It is true. The finances are stretched, and there is not so much money to buy grain."

"Who said I'm going to sell raw ore."

Shen Qingze patted the robe that had been evaporated from the moisture, and stood up, the silver-white hem gently hanging down to the floor, although the buttons were not fastened to the top, the waistband was tightened tightly, like that solemn and abstinent man again. Officiant.

"You want to sell... finished ironware?" Yan Zui's eyes flickered slightly, and he shook his head again, "Impossible, you and Master Li from the iron shop are just two people, no matter how high-quality your forged ironware is, it will not be possible in a short time. It is impossible to produce enough quantities, and the food exchanged for is at most enough for your family to live comfortably."

Shen Qingze didn't explain much, but his calm tone showed strong confidence: "I need raw ore from the mine, a lot. I also need a group of craftsmen and farmers."

Yan Zui was silent for a long time this time, and after a long while, he slowly opened his mouth:

"I can give you these, but the collapsed mine is still being cleaned up, and the output of ore is limited. Once it is distributed to you, there will be less that can be sold for food. So you have to understand what this batch of raw ore means .”

"If you fail, you will not only consume some stones, but also the support of many people in the city to survive."

His voice no longer teased before, but became deep and cold. This conversation is no longer a chat between two bathers.

It was a negotiation between the two powerful people in Yuanliu City, and the distribution of benefits.

"If you don't get enough food in exchange, even if you have made a lot of credit before, I will still ask you to blame."

Yan Zui got up from the bath at some point, and put on a black silk nightgown, with a loose waistband, exposing her skin that still had moisture. The hem of the dress wrapped her two straight long legs, and she stepped on the stone brick with her bare feet .

He came across from Shen Qingze, looked straight into his eyes, his eyes were like two sharp swords piercing his heart: "So, it's too late to regret it now."

"It should be so. This is like a vigorous and resolute city lord." Shen Qingze actually smiled, with one hand on his waist, his back straight, his gaze unstoppable like an arrow, "every word I say, They all keep their word."

Yan Zui stared at him for a while, then walked away: "That's good."

"Then, my lord, may I leave?"

Shen Qingze said so, but he didn't intend to ask for the other party's consent, and he was about to walk out.

"Wait." Yan Zui put his arms around his chest, and Shi Shiran walked in front of him, "I told you that there are guards outside the bathroom. Of course, if you deliberately want to cause misunderstanding, I don't mind."

Shen Qingze: "...My Lord City Lord, please first."

When Yan Zui walked to the screen, he suddenly turned his head: "Actually, you don't have to be too nervous. If there is a day of questioning, the biggest responsibility will actually be on me."

Shen Qingze narrowed his eyes: "...Oh?"

Yan Zui smiled brightly: "After all, I decided to trust you."

Shen Qingze was silent for a moment, and said softly, with a little curiosity: "Are you... are you protecting me?"

Yan Zui had already bypassed the screen at this time, leaving only a slender silhouette for him, that silhouette turned his head slightly, and smiled lightly: "Can the mysterious and powerful descendant of the Imperial Master still be protected by this city lord?"

Shen Qingze: "..."

This stalk can't be passed, can it?

The door opened and closed, and Shen Qingze waited in the bathroom for a while, until the few people drifted away in the empty corridor outside.

The koi stone statue in the bath had stopped flowing hot water, and the steaming mist in the room gradually dissipated as the pool water cooled.

In the corner of the pool, the poor wooden and bamboo duckling was floating in the corner, being constantly pushed out by the ripples.

The Lord of the City seems to have forgotten to take away his beloved little toy...

Shen Qingze's heart moved, and he casually picked up the duckling in his hand.

The duckling is very delicately carved and lifelike, especially the round head, which is extremely smooth to the touch, and I don't know how long it has been played by Yan Zui before it is so round.

Shen Qingze took the duckling to Yan Zui's bedroom to look for him.

It was late at night and the dew was heavy, and he hardly met anyone along the way. After going around for a long time, he finally found the owner of the little guy by a half-closed window.

However, besides Yan Zui, there was another person in the bedroom—an old lady.

She was sitting on a wide pear wood chair, with a dark brown blanket on her legs, and she was wearing a plain cotton linen gown. When she turned around, she revealed her curly hair in black and white, but her face didn't look too obvious. Old, not yet sixty years old, can vaguely see the graceful charm of youth.

Her facial features faintly resembled those of Yan Zui and Yan En, but her eyes were always closed and never opened.

Shen Qingze had a guess about the identity of the old lady, but she didn't expect that Yan Zui's grandma was still alive, let alone that she couldn't walk, she couldn't see.

He guessed before that Yan Zui was willing to let his uncle go, maybe because he was concerned about his own reputation, but now that he thinks about it, Yan Zui may not be a person who values ​​reputation. The biggest reason is probably because he respects his grandmother and can't bear to see white-haired people Send brunettes.

Yan Zui was kneeling on the old lady's knees, his black hair was like splashed ink, scattered behind his back, the old lady was holding a mahogany comb, and gently combing his hair.

The room was very quiet, only Yan Zui's intermittent voice could be heard. Shen Qingze didn't want to eavesdrop on the conversation between his grandparents and grandson, but suddenly heard his name.

"...Later, Shen Qingze used some mysterious method to summon the phantom of the giant dragon, which scared Kunpeng away..."

"...You don't know how critical the situation was at that time. The ground shook under our feet, as if the sky had collapsed, and the stones fell crazily. He dragged me and ran into the cave, and was almost buried alive by the rubble... "

"Also, grandma, he can blacksmith. He looks fair and elegant, and the bellows is in his hand, and he can pull out afterimages... Do you think it's strange?"

"He's a funny guy..."

"He said that he can raise food for the winter so that everyone can get through it safely. Tell me, should I trust Shen Qingze?"

The old lady listened to Yan Zuixu's babbling with a smile on her face. The topic changed from one topic to another, she responded from time to time, and she was very patient.

Suddenly, the old lady asked: "That child named Shen Qingze, do you like it?"

Yan Zui rested on his arm, closed his eyes comfortably, and let out a confused nasal voice when he heard this: "Why does grandma ask such a question?"

"You can't leave this name in three words." The old lady brushed behind his ear little by little, smiling kindly: "The jade handed down in the family is all given to others."

Yan Zui didn't open her eyes, she gently shook her knees, and said in a lazy voice, as if coquettish: "Why? I just mortgaged it to him for the time being, and I will redeem it later."

Shen Qingze stood in front of the window, silently watching the system prompt on the main interface [mysterious favorability +5], his expression was indescribable.

The old lady smiled without saying a word, just caressing the top of her grandson's hair. After a long while, she sighed in a low voice: "Grandma is old and disabled, so I can't stay with you for long. You still have a long way to go. If you have someone you like, go after it boldly.”

"Grandma." Yan Zui dragged out a long nasal voice, and his voice became softer and softer, as if he was about to fall asleep on the old lady's lap, "You will only be sixty next year, you are not old at all, you will always be with me, right?"

"Silly boy..." The old lady smiled lightly and gently coaxed him.

"I often think that if Shen Qingze had appeared earlier, maybe my grandparents would have survived, my mother would not have broken up with my father and died a widow, and Uncle Yan En didn't hate me as much as now..."

"Maybe our family is all right... How good would it be if it continued like this?"

"Did you say so?"

Yan Zui, who was showing half of his side face, moved and buried his whole face in his arms. The old lady responded lightly, comforting his trembling shoulders over and over again.

"You wouldn't leave me alone like they did, would you?"

Yan Zui's hoarse voice came, and he asked repeatedly, so disturbed and sad.

At this moment, he was no longer the tyrannical, domineering and tough city lord of Yuanliu, but just a child who was lying on the elder's knee and acting like a baby, seeking shelter and comfort.

Through the window, Shen Qingze stared at his back from afar, with complicated eyes, it's hard to imagine that Yan Zui still has such a side, like a naive and innocent child.

Which side is the real him?

In the end, he vaguely heard Yan Zui's low and deep words, and when they fell on his heart, they were light and light, like a kite with a broken string, blown away by the wind.

"Grandma, don't leave me...I'm alone, so lonely."

Shen Qingze's fingertips trembled slightly, as if something was submerged silently. Such emotions were both intense and so sad.

He lowered his eyes, in the palm of his hand was Yan Zui's beloved little duck, which was held for a long time, and even a trace of warmth came out of it.

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The moon is as cool as water, and there is a slight chill floating in the quiet air.

Shen Qingze struggled to find the way back to his bedroom, and just ran into Jin Da who was dozing by the door.

Jin Da rubbed his sleepy eyes: "My lord, you are back. Where have you been? I have searched all over this area."

"Oh, I'll just walk around and watch the moon."

Jin Da: "..." Appreciating the moon? ?

The day is too long.

Shen Qingze put on her nightgown, fell asleep almost touching the pillow.Yaya shook its soft fur and hugged him closely to keep warm.

The bamboo and wood duckling was brought back by Shen Qingze, and placed beside Yaya, the two ducks sat side by side, and Yaya circled around the "little partner" for a while, but finally couldn't resist the drowsiness, Snuggle up to it and fall asleep.

Shen Qingze had a long dream. In the dream, there was a kind mother, a father who often accompanied him, a happy childhood, and...

A handsome long-haired naked man acted like a baby at him——

Shen Qingze was shocked and woke up!Wipe his forehead, sweating profusely.

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The next day.

The City Lord's Mansion, as usual, has been busy since the early morning.The office was crowded with people, and almost no one was idle.

What Yan Zui said in the bathroom soon took effect.

Fan Mizhou, the clerk, was extremely efficient, but in one morning, he found twenty farmers for Shen Qingze, and more than 20 craftsmen, including carpenters, blacksmiths, masons, and even repairmen. shoemaker.

Most of the people recruited by the order of the city lord were from poor families. They were yellow and emaciated, malnourished, barely covered by sackcloth, and staggered when standing, like a group of refugees.

Everyone stood in the small square in front of the City Lord's Mansion, curious and nervous, waiting for the chief priest to give orders.

Shen Qingze's hands are seriously short of labor force and experienced technical personnel, let's not look at how many fake people are in this group of people, as long as they are useful, he will want them all, and when there are more people in the future, he will slowly work according to his work performance. filter.

After counting the main task rewards, he carefully studied the technology tree system that unlocked the first stage.

The system provides the most basic technical drawings of farming, animal husbandry and smelting: waterwheels, connected water reels, hydraulic blowers, and textile machines.

The water wheel is a powerful tool for irrigation, and the water reel has a wide range of uses. Food processing and even crushing ore can greatly improve efficiency.

Needless to say, the hydraulic blower, with it, Shen Qingze no longer needs to go into battle with A Baiqi to manually blow the iron furnace, and it can make the fire in the furnace stronger and the temperature higher.

As for the loom, it will come in handy in winter when he finds a suitable source of wool.

Shen Qingze looked around the crowd, then turned back to the stone steps on the square, and said loudly:

"Everyone standing here today must hope to exchange labor for remuneration. Now you have a job opportunity in front of you-I am going to set up a production and construction team!"

Everyone looked up at him in surprise, buzzing and whispering incessantly.They don't understand what a production and construction brigade is, they only understand the word "remuneration"!

The officiant is recruited, but there is still a reward?And still in exchange for labor?

Is this a pie in the sky?

They have never seen such a benevolent nobleman as the officiant!

These poor people who struggle at the bottom of society and are called in and out by the ruling class at any time, are often conscripted as coolies. They have never heard that they will be paid, and they can manage two meals. This is the reason why they are willing to come here. .

Unlike the happy people, Fan Mizhou, who stood by and watched coldly, frowned indistinctly. The officiant was too kind.

There was a farmer from the same village as Father Li, who boldly asked, "Master Officiant, you didn't lie to us, did you? Are you really paid?"

Shen Qingze frowned slightly: "Of course."

Seeing everyone's unbelievably ecstatic eyes, he secretly sighed, once again realizing the cruelty of the feudal lordship system.

In Yuanliu City, Yan Zui is the emperor of the earth, life and death are at stake.If you meet a benevolent city lord, they are citizens, and if you meet absurd and stupid people, these people are no different from slaves.

Even if the city lord ordered the old people to be sacrificed alive, no one stood up to resist except resentment and sadness.

Providing labor is also regarded as an obligation by the nobles.

After getting an affirmative answer, the crowd boiled, completely different from the previous silence and numbness, scrambling to ask specific content.

"What does the production and construction team do? Farming?"

Shen Qingze nodded slightly: "To be precise, it is divided into a production team and a construction team. The production team needs to farm land, raise poultry, and plant trees and tea in the future. The construction team is responsible for building the facilities I need and various large Production tools, I will provide you with blueprints and guidance. At the beginning, we have a small number of people, and we will use it as a pilot for the time being. Once we see results, we will continue to expand the number of people and grow the team."

Everyone half-understood, the farmer seemed to be everyone's spokesperson, and asked the question that everyone cared about the most: "Master the priest, how much will you pay for joining this production and construction team?"

Everyone whispered: "Do you think you can have ten copper coins a week?"

"You are so beautiful, there is still a possibility in a month."

Shen Qingze got a little headache from the chattering discussions, he pressed his forehead, pressed his hands weakly, cleared his throat and said: "Everyone be quiet, listen to me."

"Farmers who are good at farming, I will arrange him in the production team and provide you with land, seeds, iron farm tools, and even cattle, which will be counted as leased to you by me. After the crops are harvested, you only need Return me a certain amount of grain tax, and the rest of the grain will belong to you, so the harder you work, the more grain you produce, and the more you will reap."

"This year, due to well-known reasons, the grain inventory in the city is very tight, so the grain tax I collect will be [-]% more in the first year. After that, it will decrease year by year according to the actual harvest."

Hearing what he said, it feels similar to being a tenant farmer. Being a tenant farmer is not a good job these days. Yuanliu City is not bad. It gives [-]% of the harvest to the host family, and the remaining [-]% for myself. There is still a guarantee for basic living.

In Mingzhu City, tens of kilometers away, the noble landlords are notoriously harsh on their tenant farmers. They treat them no differently than they treat serfs. Not to mention that all the grain they grow is handed over, and sometimes they have to endure frequent beatings and scolding from their masters. , doing various chores.

What's more, the master priest also said that the food tax paid this year will be [-]% more, so isn't that [-]% paid?

If this is the so-called reward...

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other in blank dismay. The elation just now disappeared without a trace, and an awkward silence filled the small square.

The secretary Fan Mizhou relaxed his expression, it turned out that the officiant had this idea.

Immediately, he inevitably developed a sense of contempt. No matter how elegant and noble he looks, and how powerful and extraordinary his strength is, after all, he is just like the hypocritical and greedy nobles in the city. He only knows how to squeeze the poor and consolidate his position.