Chapter 678: No need for supervision

One and a half gold coins a day, that is, five silver coins, this is the wage that Su Mo decided after a long time.
It is a sky-high price for the NPC poor, but players may dismiss it. After all, players have to have at least one hundred real coins a day to pay their own labor.
A hundred dollars is at least fifty gold coins.
Su Mo couldn't give these poor people so much money, the values ​​of the two sides were not equal, and giving too much would not only do no good but would kill them.
The poor accepted today's five silver coin wages in a muddle-headed manner-this is the basic salary, and if they perform well, they can receive another sum of money at night.
If you don't do well, depending on the situation and attitude, there is probably no extra pay.
Five silver coins are a lot, but no one is satisfied with five silver coins. Everyone will work very hard to make all the gold coins of Lord Su and make him bankrupt.
Therefore, the three hundred supervisors sent by Archduke Stan had no value in existence.
No one is lazy, so what does the supervisor do?
"You three hundred people, either work together, or you can go back to the Lord now." Su Mo said to the three hundred men with whips in their hands and machetes on their waists.
"This...this is not in compliance!" the foreman yelled in response.
"Is there anything that doesn't comply with the rules? You are sent here to urge them to work. Do you think they still need to urge them?" Su Mo asked impatiently.
He hates these maggots that are just useless and useless.
"Even if they don't need to urge them, we should record their performance, and then decide how much to pay!" The overseer was blushing.
It’s not how responsible he is. If it is given to them to record, if these workers can earn five more silver coins in addition to the basic five silver coins, then at least four of the five more silver coins should be given to them. "custody".
Such a huge benefit, how can you be so reluctant to let go
"My people will take care of the records, and they are also working, so you and your people can leave." Su Mo said.
"Presumptuous, who gave you the right to drive us away!" The overseer couldn't believe that Su Mo actually wanted to drive him away.
From the bottom of his heart, he feels that he can sit on an equal footing with Su Mo, an adventurer, and even feels that Su Mo himself is within the jurisdiction of his whip.
"Pop!" Su Mo picked up a whip from the side and drew it on the foreman's face, causing a blood mark on his white face to appear immediately, and then he said coldly: "Humble thing, Who gave you the power to question a great lord."
The foreman almost ran away.
He wanted to chop Su Mo with three hundred claws, but the people around him all looked at them, the overseer three hundred, and meant to chop them up if they didn't agree with him.
Especially those coolies who were originally numb, who were chased out of the house by their whips, had long ago hated it.
Now Su Mo gave them money, and Su Mo was their living ancestor. As long as Su Mo gave an order, even with teeth, they would be able to gnaw these supervisors.
"Go!" The foreman waved the whip fiercely.
"Come back!" Su Mo called to him.
"Hmph, what do you have, go back and explain to Grand Duke." The supervisor thought that Su Mo wanted to say a few words to give him a step down, and immediately showed his unacceptable attitude.
"You have to apologize to me first. Offending the nobleman is a capital crime." Su Mo almost laughed.
Damn NPC, I can't touch Archduke Stan, and I can't touch your bullying and fearless minions. I have long wanted to buy people's hearts by punishing these overseers.
Workers were conscripted from their homes. When they came to Su Mo, most of them had welt marks on their faces, perhaps more on their bodies.
Enough to show how hateful these supervisors are.
The foreman was almost furious, he wondered if Su Mo was going to cook.
"..." Simmons, the Splittist, wanted to stand up and say something, but accidentally caught Su Mo's eyes looking at him, and his heart trembled, and he simply pretended to be deaf and dumb.
People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and the foreman could only kneel on the ground in humiliation, like the lord kowtow to admit his mistake.
"Get out!" Master Su obviously didn't have any intention to ease the relationship between the two parties. He drove the foreman and his three hundred minions away. Before they could go far, the coolies in the small square burst into a huge cheer. sound.
These coolies, who thought they had no way to survive, looked at Master Su, already full of gratitude and longing.
It's actually that simple to buy people's hearts.
There is no need for Su Mo to say more, these people immediately plunged into the enthusiastic construction.
The rock was exploded, and then rolled down to a predetermined location. A group of people rushed up to beat and chisel, and soon the first stone of Stan City was born. Then the rock was pried onto the wooden board, and a rolling log was placed underneath. Han pulled the stone to the river not far away, pushed on the raft that had just been tied up, confirmed that it was stable, and went down the river.
On the other side of the site in Stan City, coolies waved their shovel to excavate.
The brothers in Scarlet Zhanqi are also working. In addition to their work, they are also responsible for keeping track of work points. Everyone will record the work of their group labor.
"Is it necessary? They are determined to tell the truth after they go back." After everyone had gone to work, Simmons, the splittist, complained beside Su Mo.
"So, you need to go back." Su Mo said.
"What do I need to convey to you?" Simmons asked. He knew that this guy would definitely not let him go.
Then Su Mo told Simmons the script once, and Simmons opened his mouth wide when he heard it, and couldn't help but stun Su Mo: "You...you are too shameless."
"Go, go quickly, go back quickly," Su Mo flicked the dust off his sleeves, and said gently: "Just go for one, and the remaining 17 can be left to move rocks."
"Puff!" Simmons, the splitter, spit out old blood~EbookFREE.me~ and left staggeringly.
He immediately went back to meet with Grand Duke Stan, just when the overseer added fuel and jealousy to accuse Su Mo of being domineering.
"That adventurer, who has been reused by you, does not want to return, he has begun to hold chicken feathers as a command arrow, and he is doing majesty everywhere. Look at my face, he was slapped by him, and you have to look at the owner when you hit the dog. Well, your Excellency, wow~ woo woo~"
Archduke Stan stood tall, his face gloomy.
"You deserve to be killed!" Simmons yelled, and then asked: "What do you mean by holding a chicken feather as an arrow? Is the appointment of the Grand Duke a chicken feather?"
"..." Grand Duke Stan touched his nose, thinking that this might not be as simple as the overseer said.
"I didn't mean it!" The overseer was dumbfounded.
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