Now Dick has hired another group of dwarves through the relationship with his mentor Grandol. In addition to the technical guidance from the dwarves, Dick also promised to improve the working environment, provide better quality miners' equipment, and build transportation tracks for the remaining five mines. In this way, the mining area only needs about 8,000 people to operate at full capacity, freeing up more than 10,000 surplus population. When the miners heard that the mining area was going to lay off a large number of employees, some were happy while others were worried. Those who were forced to perform labor service were eager to leave this damn place as soon as possible. You know, working in a mine is a dangerous job that can easily cost you your life. But some people looked worried because if they didn’t work as miners, they didn’t know where to go. Dick certainly knew that if more than 10,000 people were dismissed at once without proper arrangements, it would easily cause major social problems, so he was well prepared for this. Those who own land or have other means of making a living can go back to their old jobs. This group of people accounted for about two-thirds of the laid-off miners, that is, the group who were forcibly conscripted by David. After receiving the back pay, these people were eager to go home and reunite with their families immediately. But there were still some poor people who had nowhere to go, and Dick had made arrangements for them. Those with poor physical fitness who could not do heavy physical work were trained to become craftsmen, and those who had the strength and wanted to farm would go to reclaim wasteland in the spring of next year. Dick promised to provide farm tools and seeds, and exempt taxes for two years.
If worst comes to worst, there are still the newly formed sanitation teams to join. On the first day Dick arrived in Lagoge, he discovered that there were no sanitation workers in the area. Fortunately, it was already the end of September when he arrived, and the local temperature was low enough to curb the growth of bacteria to a certain extent. Otherwise, the streets in the castle and the surrounding towns would be so smelly that he would not dare to breathe. This is something that Dick, a time traveler, cannot tolerate, so a sanitation team must be established. Seeing that the Governor had clearly arranged everyone's destinations, and no one knew who took the lead, the tens of thousands of people present began to cheer collectively, "The Governor is wise," which really pleased Dick. However, when Dick and his companion Befa returned to the carriage with a silent barrier, they immediately looked depressed and couldn't help but sighing to the sky. "Money! It's all gone now! There are still so many things to do, it's so troublesome!" In order to hire a dwarf technical team and to pay the miners the withheld wages, Dick had basically spent all the gold coins he had seized from the house. The remaining funds on the account might be less than 500 gold coins, and the subsequent work was foreseeable to pile up. Even though Dick knew that the money should be spent and was worth it, and that as an ambitious governor he should not slack off in the slightest, this did not stop him from howling a few times to express his depression. At this time, Dick looked at Befa who was sitting opposite him. The other party immediately understood and opened his arms to his master. Then Dick pounced over without hesitation and rubbed his little face against Befa's towering breasts. The frivolous Befa just looked at the little master in his arms with eyes full of doting, gently stroking his soft black hair, and even to make the master more comfortable, he took the initiative to unbutton the first two buttons on his chest, revealing the round and white southern hemisphere and the deep ravines that exuded the fragrance of milk, so that the young master could stick to the soft and jade-like beautiful flesh without any hindrance. As Dick's personal maid, Befa knows that her young master only looks young and cute, but he is a very mature man inside. However, no matter how mature and reliable a man is, he will feel tired sometimes. Befa is happy to be the young master's harbor at this time, allowing him to relax and act like a spoiled child on her open chest. "I'm sorry, Befa, for letting you see my embarrassing scene." "I don't think your behavior just now is shameful! Your decision has helped many people." “But I did this for a purpose.” "It's not about the heart, but the deeds. You are exhausted now and need to relax and rest. You have been dealing with a lot of official business and dealing with enemies in the past few days since you came to the territory. Don't think that you are just giving orders. You are the core of this team. As a commander who plans and strategizes, you can always give the most correct orders at the right time. Isn't that what an excellent leader should be like!" "Thank you, Befa. I feel much better now." "Praise can be a driving force for supporters to move forward, and you deserve the praise. Speaking of which, we still have a while to return to the castle, Master...would you like to relax for a while?" As Befa spoke, an ambiguous smile appeared on her slightly raised lips. With a "click", she reached out and unhooked her front-clasped bra. The unrestrained breasts loosened up, appearing even bigger, yet proudly fighting against gravity. Dick reached out and touched it. The smoothness between his fingers brought him physical and mental pleasure while also taking away his fatigue and worries.
This is the charm of big breasts, the ample milk supply brings a powerful healing effect! When the carriage returned to the castle, Dick got off the carriage in high spirits, having regained his spirits. And Befa, who had always been standing half a body behind him, was still so elegant and decent, except for her slightly flushed cheeks, which made the white-haired maid seem more charming than usual. While no one was paying attention, Befa whispered in Dick's ear. "Master, will we continue tonight?" "Ah." Dick nodded, and suddenly felt that this day was particularly hopeful. Back in the castle study, since there were no enemies to monitor for the time being, the ninja team and the spy team were all free. The girls sat together and talked about things in their respective worlds. Seeing Dick return, several people immediately stood up and saluted. The spy team was used to calling Dick "Master", while the ninja team would use the more respectful "Lord". Dick has no strict requirements on how to address his people, nor does he intend to unify them. As long as the name is not too strange, he doesn't mind. At this time, Joel hurried in from outside with a letter and reported to Dick. "Mr. Dick, a messenger has just come to you, saying it is from Mr. Hughie Ullen. I have examined the letter without opening it, and found no danger." "It's a letter from Hughie. He's my classmate in magic school. He should have successfully entered the National School of Magic. This guy is different from me. He is the eldest son of Marquis Uren, but he doesn't want to inherit the title and wants to give it to his younger brother. If he doesn't work hard to make a name for himself in the School of Magic, he will have to go back and continue to be a multi-millionaire with his title." Mockery aside, envy aside, Dick had no jealousy towards Huey, because they were indeed close friends with compatible personalities. Hughie is a magic fanatic who hopes to establish his own school in the magic world and become a famous wizard one day. However, his family is too burdened with poverty and he feels suffocated. His father, the old Marquis, did not oppose his son's dream. After all, Hughie was talented. In the future, he could break through the Saint level and even become a demigod. This would not only increase his lifespan, but also bring honor to the family and protect the family foundation. But the disagreement between father and son lies in that the old Marquis feels that letting Hughie inherit the title will not affect his continued study of magic, but that he should also start a family and build a career. The Marquis and his wife found four beautiful fiancées for their son, and also prepared a reinforced platoon of maids at home, all of whom could sleep with him, waiting for him to return so that they could have children. As a result, when Hughie heard about the preparations at home, he refused to go back no matter what, saying that he was afraid that once he entered the house, he would not be able to get out. When Dick saw the letter from his friend, he thought that he was thinking of asking him for help, so he opened the envelope and took out a thick booklet from it. Dick looked at the cover and immediately laughed. "This kid, did he trust me too much? Why did he send me his academic paper on magic?" The author says: Author's words: I recommend a new book by my friend Hyogo Kita Bancho, "My Exclusive Bond Game". I won't spoil the plot, but will just talk about the system. The general gameplay is to choose a woman who the protagonist knows and has a certain relationship with from the system's recommended list, and complete the trial with her to deepen the bond (favorability) and obtain the "attribute entries" that the other person possesses. So in order to carry on his deceased father's will and revive his declining family, the protagonist chose the one with the greatest ability - his young and beautiful stepmother who became a widow just after marrying into the family. So I am actually wondering, why can’t the title of his book be called "My Stepmother"? 017. The Governor’s Daily Life and Winter Preparations In the early morning, golden sunlight passed through the gap in the curtains and sprinkled on Dick's bed. Dick, half asleep and half awake, habitually rubbed against the soft "cushion" in his arms, and as a result, a strand of silver-white hair accidentally got into his nostrils. The itchy feeling made him subconsciously open his eyes, and Belfa's peaceful sleeping face with a hint of smile immediately came into view. For Dick, this was a very rare sight, because Befa had her own insistence and principles as a maid, which was that she must never get up later than her master.
So on weekdays, every time Dick got up, he would open his eyes and see neatly dressed Befa and Rita standing quietly at the head of his bed, bowing gently to greet him, and then helping him wash and dress. Thinking of the indescribable experience last night, Dick moved slightly, but he didn't want to wake up Belfa. The maid opened her violet eyes, which were a little hazy, but she instinctively held Dick's head with her arms and gave him her good morning kiss. The interaction between lips and teeth was not as intense as last night, but it was not just a light taste either. After using the tip of her tongue to convey her love and affection, Belfa leaned against Dick's forehead and greeted him good morning in a lazy voice. "Good morning, my master. I got up later than you. I am remiss today." "I don't think it's a dereliction of duty. I can see Belfa's sleeping face as soon as I open my eyes. I feel that I will be in a good mood all day. I should thank you for injecting vitality into me, Belfa." "Master is really getting better and better at coaxing people, but when it comes to injecting vitality, you injected me a lot last night!" It must be said that after hearing these sweet whispers that seemed to be kept secret between lovers, Dick, who had only slightly reacted at first, stood up immediately. However, at this moment, a gentle knock on the door interrupted Dick's actions, and Rita pushed a cart in. On it was a basin of hot water at just the right temperature, toiletries, and the clothes that Dick and Befa needed. Seeing that the two people on the bed were obviously awake but still hugging each other affectionately, Rita pretended to be jealous and said "Oh my, I didn't know the master had to do morning exercises. I'm sorry to bother you two." Although Dick has never been able to tell which of the many faces of this "shitty maid" who is mysterious and changeable, sometimes as sharp-tongued as a little devil, and sometimes as gentle as water and takes care of him meticulously, he can vaguely see her true heart during their daily interactions. In essence, she is definitely a good woman! However, the relationship between her and Befa is somewhat subtle. As "classmates" of the maid group, the two were summoned to this world by Dick together. In their original worlds, they were both nearly recognized as perfect maids. Therefore, after meeting in another world, the two strong maids inevitably developed a competitive spirit. At the beginning it was just a competition of professional skills, but gradually the course went off track and skipped from the youth group to the adult group. This allowed Dick to experience for the first time what it meant to "while the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman gains"! Of course! Despite their competition, the two still recognized each other. Because the governor's room was located at the highest point of the castle, there was no need to worry about being peeped at. Rita simply opened the curtains to let the bright sunlight shine into the bedroom. Befa stood up and stretched, showing her beautiful figure in front of Dick without any cover. The golden sunlight shone on Befa's fair skin and transparent silver hair, as if covering her whole body with a layer of holy light, like an angel descending to the world. But if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that there are some light red marks like small strawberries on the angel's fair skin near the neck, collarbone and chest. In fact, Dick has no fewer similar marks than Befa. Under Rita's service, Dick obediently let her wipe his body with a hot towel, and then put on clean clothes. Before the two maids came, Dick did all these things by himself. In his previous life before his soul traveled through time, he was not a young master of a wealthy family, so he was not used to being served at first. But since the arrival of these two universal maids, Dick has gradually freed his hands (in a healthy sense), which is what Rita and Belfa insisted on doing. After leaving the bedroom, Dick went straight to the study. A healthy and nutritious breakfast was ready, but work was also ready. The territory of Laguge has a population of 50,000 people, but it doesn't mean that all problems can be solved by driving out a bad governor or destroying a group of bullies. The local situation has only stopped deteriorating further, and it is still a long way from real improvement. Their first priority right now is to prepare for winter! Unlike the bustling and lively imperial capital, which is also blessed with many earth technologies, snow there is a wonderful and romantic weather for the nobles who have no worries about food and drink. The young masters and young ladies will wear fashionable and warm winter clothes and take the initiative to go out to enjoy the snow. Young men and women will throw a few harmless snowballs to each other while laughing. But in Lagoge, the winter here is not so beautiful. Basically, from the end of November, it will enter the so-called "blizzard period". It was snowing really hard. The highest local record was that one winter, there was more than three meters of snow in one night. Some villages in low-lying areas were buried alive and no one survived.
Along with the cold winter comes a special disease that terrifies the locals - cold syndrome. This is a special "magical disease" caused by the overactive ice magic element invading the human body of ordinary people, causing the patient's body temperature to drop rapidly, and this cold air radiates from the inside out, so it is useless to warm yourself by a fire or cover yourself with a quilt. Relatives and friends can only watch the patient freeze to death. Every year, hundreds or thousands of people die of cold syndrome in Laguge, and the patients are mostly ordinary people who have no magical talent at all. Because magicians can guide the magic power in their bodies by themselves, they will not get this disease. Warriors practice soul power, have a large blood bar and high resistance, and are not afraid of elemental invasion. Dick had also been troubled by the problem of colds before, but he did not expect that his good friend Huey during school would take the initiative to lend him a hand with this problem. The thick stack of magic research papers that he sent the messenger to deliver yesterday was about the prevention and treatment of colds. He himself happened to be an ice magician and was very interested in various magical diseases. Huey knew that Dick had become the governor of Lagoge, a well-known high-incidence area of cold syndrome, so he sent all the research materials and papers he had sorted out to him. One was to help his friends solve the problem, and the other was to hope that Dick would help him collect more clinical data while treating the local people, so as to improve the practical part of the paper. The paper analyzed the causes of cold syndrome and several prevention and treatment plans, but because there were no patients with cold syndrome in the capital for him to practice on, it could not be put into practice. In addition to the thesis, Hughie also contacted his family and asked the old Marquis to provide Lagouge with some supplies they would need for the winter out of "humanitarianism". The word "humanitarianism" is a foreign word brought by the time travelers. Some nobles sneered at it, because in their proud and never humble eyes, not all creatures that look like humans are human beings. But some people were moved by this word that had already distorted its meaning on Earth, and began to pay attention to the sufferings of the lower-class people. This is why the Empire covets Earth’s technology, but is also afraid of certain ideas from Earth spreading here, which are “terrible ideas” that are enough to destroy the foundation of the aristocratic system. Dick thanked his good brother for his help, and said that this was a win-win cooperation. After counting the days, Dick had about a month and a half to prepare, which was neither long nor short. The main reason was that the local traffic conditions were poor and the transportation of supplies was very slow. He also had to be on guard against bandits along the way who also wanted to grab enough food for the winter before the snow closed the mountain. On the one hand, Dick strengthened the food reserves and wanted to spend every last copper coin in the castle vault to buy food. However, he did not intend to send the food to the local people for free in the form of "relief food". Instead, he planned to implement work-for-relief in the one and a half months before the snowfall. Free charity can earn you gratitude, but it is difficult to earn you real respect. Dick wants the people of Laguge to understand that he is a leader who is capable of leading them to prosperity, rather than a naive young master with a lot of money. Do you really think that all ordinary people are simple, kind, and grateful people? So the next morning, the notice from the Governor's Office spread throughout the town and surrounding villages. The Governor wanted to recruit workers to repair the official road from the castle to the valley pass. The construction period was limited to one month. The workers would be provided with food and accommodation, and they would also be paid, but what they were given was not money, but food! As soon as the news came out, the farmers who had already entered the slack season and were trying to estimate whether their own stocks would be enough for the winter were all excited. If the notice had not restricted the recruitment age and required healthy people, many families would have wanted to bring their entire families to work on the construction site. Dick's original plan was to recruit 5,000 people to repair the official road at the entrance of the castle. Each worker would eventually get 30 kilograms of coarse grain. As long as the family was not really so poor that they could not afford to eat, the extra 30 kilograms of grain could feed a family of three to four for half a month. In addition, the government-run grain store was opened at Dick's request, mainly selling various staple foods and salt that was not produced locally. Dick set the price based on the average market price, and set rules through the business alliance he led to establish, prohibiting the hoarding of grain and raising the price as in previous years. Dick made it clear to my face, I'm not asking you to sell at a loss, you just need to make the money you should make. If someone drives up the grain prices and arouses public anger, don't expect me to send troops to suppress the poor people who are about to die like David did. I will only find the person who drives up the grain prices, write him an IOU, and "borrow" his brain. Since Dick had just dismissed a large number of miners in the mining area a few days ago and gave them a year's salary as compensation, the people of Gulag had some spare money on hand, and the local economy had indeed improved noticeably in recent days. But in Dick's opinion, this was purely an illusion created by the same money being transferred from one hand to the other. If we really want to revitalize the local economy, there is still a long way to go. "Ah~! This is much harder than playing business simulation games." "Mr. Dick, what did you just say?" "Nothing, just talking to myself." Turning her head to look at the somewhat confused Joel, the female killer has been doing secretarial work recently. Although she looks a little naive and her work ability is not outstanding compared with the other people, it is also average and not bad. Much better than some daredevil spy!
At this time, there were only Dick and Joel in the study, and everyone else had been sent out to do something.