The tired horse was panting heavily, and his feet were soft and slippery. The night's work consumes too much energy, it can't pull the heavy carriage.
The driver who drove swung his whip, his whip snapped in the air, and he couldn't bear to pull it off after all. Large animals are valuable assets than humans and must be treated well.
The dwarf witch doctor ran to the carriage on short legs. He glanced at the condition of the draft horse, and yelled at the other side of the road, "Nal, this horse is going to die soon."
"Damn it, you bastards should all go to hell. Even animals shouldn't be abused like this."
The stout female druid ran over cursing. She used magical techniques to'comfort the animals' to quiet the horse, and quickly removed the bridle and harness from the horse, and pulled it to the side of the road to rest.
"This kind of old-style carriage is not easy to use, it consumes too much horsepower." Naer comforted the horse in distress, and found food and water for it. "We have to replace all the new frames, which will pull a lot and save effort. ."
"It is not easy to transform a carriage. It is said that the forging yard in Harmony Village can only forge two qualified axles a day. On the contrary, Victor provides enough bearings."
Old Borg asked someone to push the stopped carriage to the side of the road so that the following carriage could continue to drive towards the'rich and strong collar' outside Coldwind City. When the convoy passed by, the ground shook slightly, and he stood aside and laughed.
"We made it this time. We really made it. Victor, a genius, took a bunch of platinum coins to copy other people's centuries-old accumulation. I bet that bastard was definitely not at ease. The platinum coins he used to pay the bill were definitely worthless. ."
The dwarf witch doctor danced with his hands and jumped happily.
Todd happened to pass by, and he said: "Old Borg, how can you say that? Victor is our friend. You are an insult to the jerk. Victor is clearly worse than the jerk."
The orcs and dwarfs were laughing, and even Nar followed Zhile. They were all old friends who followed Zhou Qingfeng in the Black Forest and witnessed the miracle of that bad boy's rise all the way.
"The new-style carriage is really easy to use." Nar comforted the tired horse, and exclaimed with satisfaction: "I have seen many horses that are exhausted in transportation. They are really pitiful. Victor got it. Bearings are indeed a good thing."
Without high-strength steel and precise processing capabilities, bearings are nothing short of a miracle for craftsmen in other worlds. Old-fashioned carriages use heavy and huge wheels, which are far inferior to Arce's improved bearing frame.
The latter is light and strong, and is not a contemporary product at all.
"Victor has a lot of good things in his hands, otherwise it would be impossible to go to Coldwind City to take advantage." Old Borg pointed to the road, "In the voodoo swamp, I can't imagine thousands of people coming to repair it. What kind of scene is the road."
It is about five kilometers from'Fuqiangling' to Coldwind City. The five-kilometer road was bumpy, and Fabro had never repaired it in the past. After Zhou Qingfeng became the lord, he immediately demanded that this bad road be rebuilt.
'To be rich, build roads first. '
Coldwind City is the largest city within dozens of kilometers. Zhou Qingfeng needs the market and trading system here.
Two thousand refugees were organized and the five-kilometer road was divided into blocks. Filling silt, draining, paving, compacting, there are special craftsmen in Coldwind City who are hired to plan and direct.
There is not much technical content in building a dirt road. On the contrary, it is more difficult for two thousand people to eat and wear warmth. Zhou Qingfeng's left hand was used to fish for the long-legged family's grain cloth, and his right hand was used to solicit coolies.
Old Borg is also responsible for coolie's medical treatment, which is simply a great welfare—the nobles of Coldwind City will definitely not do this. Not only do they do not organize the work of the poor in the territory, they will drive and even looting the population who enters the territory.
In contrast, Victor Hugo needs skilled workers who have worked for many years. He cares about the life and death of the people in the territory, just like a saint's glorious and magnificent.
Five kilometers outside the city is a wasteland, without any traces of reclamation. Both sides of the road are wetlands with a lot of water, or wild slopes full of tall weeds.
Such a large area of land contains filth and dirt, and grows leeches, water snakes, rats and other disease-transmitting organisms. They are theoretically private to the long-legged family and have never been developed.
Old Borg pointed to both sides of the road.
"Victor said that if there is no absolute power in Coldwind City, then an inefficient parliamentary rule will definitely be formed.
The outside of the city is currently a vacuum zone. It would be too wasteful if we didn't occupy it. He wants to build roads here, burn wasteland for drainage, and reclaim thousands of acres of farmland. "
If you change someone else, you will definitely find this ridiculous. However, a road-building team of 2,000 refugees can rebuild a five-kilometer road in at most one month. No one can say that Zhou Qingfeng cannot rebuild more land.
"The Long-legged family has been entrenched in Cold Wind City for hundreds of years, and they haven't completed this thing." Naer sighed, "If this place can be transformed, the rich and powerful will have tens of thousands of acres of land. Victor's power will change. Very powerful."
"Victor has always looked down on the nobles in the city." Todd stood on the side of the road with arms folded and said disdainfully: "He often scolded the nobles of Coldwind City as stupid as pigs, and said it was an insult to pigs."
Old Borg continued to point to a river in the distance. "Victor said he would build dams along the banks of the river, and use water power to build mills, sawmills, and irrigation waterwheels. He would also use water power to repair blast furnaces. , To build a new forging yard.
He wants to use the long-legged family's century-old accumulation to spend, spend, consume, and replace them with thousands of people, farmland, and buildings in the territory. He wants to repair roads, farmland, houses, hospitals, schools, and many things.
He wants the residents of this land to smile, have savings, and have surplus food at home. This idea is big, really big. I have never heard of anyone considering such a magnificent cause. If it is really done, it would be really exciting. "
The new truck drove across the road and stopped at the road construction site. The wooden barrel pulled from the carriage contained freshly baked bread and broth. The aroma of the food wafted out, which aroused people's appetite by far.
The refugees on the construction site stopped work in batches to rest, and lined up to collect food in front of the carriage. These people, who were dying out-of-city refugees not long ago, are now laborers with a certain degree of training.
Hahaha..., Old Borg pointed at the refugees and smiled: "Look, those guys who have been lashed in the asylum camp at first glance. They all know that they have to follow the order."
With money, materials, sufficient manpower, reliable management, and an aggressive lord, a brilliant future is completely predictable.
Standing on the high city wall, Zhou Qingfeng wanted to describe his mood at the moment with strong and fierce words. The long-legged family gave him a big gift. Regardless of whether the other party was willing or not, he was willing to use a lot of platinum coins to show his gratitude.
The North is very poor, Coldwind City is even poorer, and the Black Forest is poor clink. But in such a poor place, the wealth of the nobles is unexpectedly rich.
"These local rich men are all damn miser. They have accumulated so much wealth and don't spend it out. They deserve to die." Zhou Qingfeng was excited and cursed again.
Hundreds of horse-drawn carriages were transported back and forth overnight, but they were unable to transport the property sold by the long-legged family. This is the result of excluding all real estate, as long as Zhou Qingfeng can use consumable materials immediately.
"If these bastards can take half of the family property to buy people's hearts, they can at least raise twice as many knights and wizards. More than just being easily disrupted by me, more than being in such a situation?"
Among the grains sold by Longlegs, there is actually old grain that has been stored for more than five years. Because of the poor storage conditions, the aged grains are moldy and deteriorated and can only be used to feed animals.
But just like that, the nobles of Coldwind City didn't mean to help the poor at all. They even forget what is in their warehouse. So much so that when the doors of those dusty warehouses were opened, they were full of mice and cockroaches.
The gulf between the nobility and the untouchables is too deep and too deep, too deep to be bridged. The nobles are just like Pai Yao, even if the things they get are broken and rotten, they are not willing to give out any charity.
The core personnel and property of the Long-legged family left Coldwind City. The'rebellious' including the old Allard stared at them with enthusiasm. The two sides were guarded and might turn their faces at any time.
The wind blew from outside the city wall, blowing up the scattered fluff and floating soil on the ground, turning over the wizard's robes and the knight's armor. The confronting two sides looked cold and moved slowly.
The body of the old long-legged is placed on a separate carriage, and he will be returned to the family cemetery for burial. Phils Long-legged rode following his father's body, turning his head to look towards the city wall.
Even though they were a hundred meters away, the two people under the city wall could still see each other's faces clearly. The last words of his father's death echoed in Phils' mind...
"The enemy is very strong, really strong, and you can't take it lightly. You can't fail, you can't fail. Because the loser will be punished by God, either from Frost Fury or darkness. One of you must face it. "