The people working in the camp quickly felt that the "ancestor" who came from seven hundred years ago was really a strange person.
Regarding Cecil's lord suddenly changing from Miss Rebecca to Lord Gawain, the commoners and serfs had no idea at all. The lower class people in this era would be grateful for the lord's generosity and He is wise, but as for who the lord is, he doesn't care at all. For them, the only thing worthy of discussion after the lord was replaced by Master Gao Wen was the strange rules that this "ancient man" made as soon as he came up.
About serfs can be promoted to freemen, and freemen can get paid for their work, most people choose to believe in a limited way, and regard it as a means for the new lord to show his generosity. According to the general rule, they believe that these promises will eventually be realized in a very harsh or cunning way: there may be serfs who become free people, but there may be one or two, and there may be things that work for money, but probably in various ways. The reason was deducted, and in the end, only three or two lucky ones could get a little symbolic copper coin to show that the lord had indeed done what he said.
But neither civilians nor serfs would complain about this. After all, a lord who is willing to show his generosity is much better than a lord who wants to whip his slaves to show his authority.
And there are always some benefits that will be handed out, isn't it
Compared with those generous rules, the so-called "rules and regulations" formulated by Master Gawain are really confusing things.
Divide people into working groups, have group competition, and register workload and "assessment"... These are really unheard of methods.
Some were furtively discussing, guessing which of these new rules would be part of the tax collection in the future - although no one on the penniless Cecil collar could afford to pay the tax, others were discussing Master Gao Wen made so many tricks on the simple labor service, is it because of the ancient eccentricity of the ancient nobles...
But in any case, they can still understand some parts that involve their own interests—the first group in the daily work evaluation has meat to eat, and the second and third place can be eaten with bread dipped in broth full.
As for those who finished their work in a mediocre way, they only had bland vegetable soup and black bread. Although these two things are all you can eat, for those who failed to eat meat on the first day of the "Tent Rating" As far as humans are concerned, the feeling of drinking vegetable soup and watching others eat stew is really not wanting to do it again.
Regardless of whether the promotion and salary system that sounded like a fantasy is true or not, at least the fact that the lord gave meat to eat has been proved to be true.
So in the camp on the second day, Hetty saw a scene of labor she had never seen before—both civilians and serfs, they all worked like crazy, and they would work quickly without the supervisor standing by. At the same time, because the work is divided into groups instead of fighting independently, they all start to cooperate unconsciously when working, and the work efficiency is further improved.
Those who are elected as group leaders, most of them will soon realize that if they want to eat meat, the only way is to improve the work efficiency of the whole group, so that everyone in the group can eat meat, And the small number of people who can't turn their heads and rely on fists or cunning to become team leaders may be replaced soon.
It was incredible not to whip them to work, but to compete and reward them.
The tents had already been set up, and Rebecca also led some people to survey the nearby wasteland. The logging team set off early in the morning to the cutting point in the upper reaches of the Baishui River in the west. The flow of the Whitewater River came to an open and gentle section downstream—in order to prevent the logs from being washed away by the river, Hetty handed over the inspection work to Knight Byron before the appointed time, and she herself came to the river beach to respond.
When the appointed time came, the first batch of logs appeared. They were tied into a raft by thick ropes, with the big logs underneath and the small logs piled up and reinforced in a haphazard manner on top. Branches floated on the river, and two serfs with nervous faces stood on the raft, controlling the trajectory of the "raft" with long poles: the flow of the Baishui River in this section is already very slow, and there is still no wind or waves today , but the improvised raft itself is difficult to control, and it may even fall apart if you are not careful, so they can't help being nervous.
But soon, the two serfs noticed that the raft was steadily approaching the nearby shoal: they saw a huge translucent hand emerging from the side of the raft, and the hand formed by the air was pushing the raft towards it with gentle but powerful force. On the bank, one of the serfs exclaimed subconsciously, but the other quickly hit the idiot on the head with a pole, and pointed at Mrs. Hetty standing on the river beach.
They quickly cooperated with their hostess to support the raft to the shore, and let it rub against the sand and gravel, and stop smoothly.
Then the people who had been waiting on the shore for a long time rushed forward, untied the ropes, dragged the wood, and prepared to turn them into the board houses to be built next in the camp.
Originally, the wood needs to be dried in the shade, dewormed and a series of processing before it can be turned into a qualified and durable board. However, since many facilities in the camp will be temporary and need to be used in a hurry, it will not pay so much attention. up.
Gawain stood behind Hetty, thoughtful: "Magic is indeed very convenient..."
Just as Hetty took a breath, the sudden voice behind her startled her and almost fell off the stone—fortunately, Gawain grabbed her.
"Sorry..." the lady apologized in a panic, "I didn't expect you to be standing behind..."
"I scared you," Gawain waved his hand nonchalantly, "By the way, your skill just now was not bad?"
Hetty blushed a little: "The evocation hand is a very basic spell. I have practiced its super magic skills, and the duration can be longer. In this way, as long as you keep pushing, even a heavy raft can be guided and pushed to On the shore. But if the current is faster, there will be no help... "
Although Gao Wen was a knight, everyone in the pioneering era was forced to become a naturalist. He still knew a little about some theoretical knowledge in the field of magic. Strengthening the basic evocation hand to this point, and performing metamagic exercises specifically for it is not easy—and rare.
"I... am not very gifted in magic," Heidi's face was even more ashamed when he heard Gawain's question, "Although I awakened the ability of magic affinity at a very young age, my mental power condenses very slowly. It is impossible to build an overly complicated spell model, so until now I am just a third-level mage, and I will probably maintain this level in this life, so I can only strengthen those elementary spells over and over again."
"Rebecca's magic talent doesn't seem to be high..." Gawain frowned, thinking of the great-great-great-great-granddaughter who could perform four types of fireballs.
"Her total magic power is very large, and her spiritual power is also very strong, but when constructing spell models, she will encounter problems similar to mine, or even worse," Heidi lowered her head, "She can only master one fireball spell." , or a big fireball similar to the fireball spell model. In fact, she is a very hardworking child, and she herself knows that her talents are not good—neither a good lord nor a good mage, although she usually looks careless Yes, but she herself knows it all, and has been secretly working hard. But there is no way, the limit of talent is the limit, this is a wall, it is difficult to cross."
As she spoke, she sighed softly: "So when I saw the notes of that wild mage, I was also very impressed... He is not a special case. This kind of situation is actually very common among down-and-out mages. The ability to build spell models is not up to the theoretical level. , you can only be a low-level spellcaster for the rest of your life. For a pragmatic magician, there is no way to convert the calculation process in your head into a spell that can be used, so everything is zero... "
"No." Gao Wen's voice interrupted her suddenly.
Hetty didn't react immediately: "What?"
"If it is 'practical' only if you make a fireball and an ice arrow, then there is not much difference between a magician who wields a staff and a monkey who wields a stick." Gawain shook his head, "the formula is not zero, it is The one in front of countless zeros, you just haven't found the place for the decimal point..."
Hetty frowned: "I... don't understand very well. If you can't use the spell model to realize the formula in your mind, then what's the use of knowing more theoretical knowledge? Can you beat someone?"
"One day you will understand that the words 'able to beat people' are not all the evaluation criteria for a mage, and it should not even be the main criterion." Gawain laughed, "I have already sent people to Tanzania Town on horseback. , go and inform Philip Knight to purchase some extra things, and when the big troops come over, your magic laboratory can be set up."
"Magic laboratory?" Hetty froze for a moment, then frowned, "Those things are very expensive, in the early days..."
"I took a few mithril ingots from the treasure house in the mountain. They are not coins, they don't need to be recast, and they can be used as hard currency when buying magic items, enough to buy you a set of the most basic things. I know you The magic laboratory in the castle is all destroyed, but we must have a new laboratory as soon as possible."
Hetty remembered the task that Gawain had arranged for herself before.
"Understood, when the crystal resonator arrives, I will print all the rune structure diagrams you requested!" Hetty couldn't help laughing. Although she regretted those mithril ingots, as a magician, she could How can you be unhappy to have your own magic laboratory again? And there is a saying that is good, the cub sells Ye Tian's heart does not hurt...
Is it a problem for the ancestors to give their great-great-granddaughter pocket money to buy a set of experimental equipment? No problem at all!
Well, this statement is not suitable for the stable and mature Hetty, but it will definitely be fine for Rebecca.
When you have spare energy, do you want to get a magic laboratory for that iron-headed little girl? Although there is a high probability that she will only study fireball in it...
Gawain returned to his tent with somewhat scattered thoughts, ready to study those strange crystals.