On the open space outside the castle.
Before the arrival of the earl, the craftsmen gathered in twos and threes to chat, with uncontrollable excitement on their faces, mixed with a little anxiety.
"I don't know what kind of drawing is the best according to the earl's standard? I've done my best to draw..."
"I don't have any hope for the position of the president of the craftsmen's guild. After all, I still know myself, but my workmanship is good, so when I join the craftsmen's guild, it can't be considered bad."
"Even if there is no hope, it is better to live in the earl's territory than elsewhere."
"Yes, fortunately, I made up my mind to come, otherwise I will regret it later."
...
They slowly began to talk about the benefits and changes since living in Fort Comoy.
When it comes to reducing taxes, life is much easier.
Talking about the coming summer conscription, people who don't want to be craftsmen can consider signing up for the army.
Dave couldn't help looking forward to it, "The soldiers patrolling the city every day are so majestic."
"One team is wearing black armor, and the other is wearing white. It is said that they were the black cavalry and the white cavalry led by Sir Fernandi Edwards and Lord Walker William respectively."
"Also, I have heard others say that most of the soldiers who make up the black and white cavalry are actually slaves. Some of the soldiers in the army accumulated enough merits and succeeded in breaking away from slavery..."
Conrad smiled and listened to the younger son's speech.
Darren couldn't help but said, "We've been so busy these two months that we don't even have much time to sleep. When did you learn about these things?"
Dave muttered, "I'm not as busy as my father and brother. I haven't learned a lot about engineering drawing, and I can't help much..."
"I have free time to inquire about the situation in this territory. To be honest, the earl is really the best lord I have ever met!"
Conrad nodded in agreement and exclaimed, "Praise the God of Creation for the earl's kindness and tolerance."
They didn't talk for much longer.
Xia Zuoyi walked out of the castle.
Holding a list written on parchment in his hand, he was carried on the high chair by Udit as usual.
The craftsmen involuntarily quieted down in the open space.
Udit said, "After six days of screening, we have selected the best urban planning and layout design, and will appoint the owner of this drawing as the president of the craftsmen's guild."
"But those who are not elected need not be lost."
"We will divide the craftsman guild into four levels: ordinary craftsman, junior assistant engineer, intermediate engineer, and senior engineer."
"Some people who are good at drawing and urban design will be awarded the title of junior, intermediate, and senior engineer respectively."
"Of course, the money distributed by each level in each month is also different..."
Before he finished speaking, someone couldn't help but speak.
"Excuse me, sir, does the senior engineer get the most money?"
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The Lord Is Addicted In Infrastructure [Book Wear]
FantasyAuthor: 弓青瀚 Associated Names: 领主沉迷搞基建 Translation Status: On-going Summary: Xia Zuoyi traversed and became a beautiful and delicate little Lord in an unrealistic western fantasy medieval novel. Gender is male, loves male, and the role is cannon fodd...