Half a day of gold coins, that is, five silver coins, this is the wage price that Su Mo set after considering for a long time.

For the NPC poor, it is a sky-high price, but players may be disdainful. After all, players must have at least 100 yuan of real coins a day before they can work their own labor.

One hundred yuan is at least fifty gold coins.

Su Mo couldn't give these poor people so much money, and the values ​​on both sides were not equal. Giving too much would not only be beneficial but would kill them.

The poor people accepted the five silver coins today's wages in a daze - this is the basic wage. If they perform well, they can get another sum of money tonight.

If you don’t do well, it depends on the situation and attitude, and there is probably no extra reward.

There are a lot of five silver coins, but no one will feel satisfied if they get five silver coins. Everyone will work very hard and work hard to make all Mr. Su’s gold coins so that he can lose all his money.

Therefore, the three hundred supervisors sent by Stan have no value for existence.

No one is lazy, so what else do you have to supervise the worker?

"You three hundred people, either work together or you can go back and report to the Grand Duke now." Su Mo said to the three hundred people holding whips in their hands and machetes on their waists.

"This... this is not in accordance with the rules!" the supervisor shouted.

"What's wrong with the rules? I'm sending you here to urge them to work. Do you think they still need to urge them now?" Su Mo asked impatiently.

He hates these maggots who only know how to be arrogant and useless.

"Even if they don't need supervision, we should record their performance and then decide how much wages they pay!" The supervisor red eyes.

It’s not that he is so responsible. If he is handed over 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 will be handed over to them to "keep".

With such huge benefits, how can you be willing to let go?

"My people will be responsible for the records, and they are working, so you and your people can leave." Su Mo said.

"Rareless, who gives you the right to drive us away!" The supervisor could not believe that Su Mo was going to drive him away.

Deep down, he felt that he could be on an equal footing as an adventurer, and even felt that Su Mo himself was within the jurisdiction of his whip.

"Bang!" Su Mo picked up a whip from the side and whipped it on the face of the supervisor, causing a blood mark to appear on his white face. Then he said coldly: "A humble thing, who gives you the power to question a great Lord."

The supervisor almost ran away.

He wanted to chop Su Mo with his three hundred minions, but unfortunately everyone around him looked at their No. 300 supervisors, and they wanted to chop them up if they had a disagreement.

Especially those originally numb coolies who were driven out of their homes by whipping them with whip, and they had long been so angry that they were so angry that they were tiring.

Now Su Mo gives them money, and Su Mo is their living ancestor. As long as Su Mo gives orders, even if he bites with his teeth, they can chew these supervisors.

"Let's go!" The supervisor waved his whip hard.

"Come back!" Su Mo called him.

"Hmph, what do you have to say? Go back and explain to the grand duke." The supervisor thought Su Mo wanted to say a few words to give him a step forward, and immediately showed his refusal to accept it.

"You have to apologize to me first. Offending the nobles is a death sentence." Su Mo almost laughed.

Damn NPC, I can't touch Grand Duke Stan, but I can't touch you, the minions who bully the weak and fear the strong, have long wanted to win people's hearts by punishing these supervisors.

When workers were recruited from home, when they came to Su Mo, most of them had whip marks on their faces, and there might be more on their bodies.

It is enough to show how hateful these supervisors are.

The supervisor was almost angry, and he doubted whether Su Mo wanted to make a meal.

"..." Schizophons, a split man, wanted to stand up and say something, but accidentally glanced at Su Mo's eyes when he looked at him, and his heart suddenly shivered, and he simply pretended to be deaf and dumb and said nothing.

When people were under the eaves, they had to bow their heads. The supervisor finally had to kneel on the ground in humiliation, like a lord and acknowledging his mistake.

"Get out!" Mr. Su obviously had no intention of easing the relationship between the two parties, and drove away the supervisor and his three hundred minions. Before they could walk away, the coolies in the small square burst into a shocking cheer.

These coolies who originally thought there was no way out, looked at Mr. Su with gratitude and longing.

It is actually that simple to win people's hearts.

Without Su Mo saying anything more, these people immediately devoted themselves to the vigorous construction.

The rocks were blown up and then rolled to the predetermined position. A group of people rushed up to knock and chisel, and soon the first stone in Stan City was born. Then they pried the stone onto the wooden board and placed the rolling wood underneath. The strong man who was responsible for this pulled the stone to the riverside not far away, pushed the raft that had just been tied, confirmed it was stable and went downstream.

On the other side, at the site selection of Stan City, coolies waved shovels and packed the sections to excavate.

The brothers of the Bloody Battle Flag are also working. In addition to working, they also have the responsibility of recording work points. Each person will record the work status of their own group of laborers.

"Is it necessary? They will definitely make trouble after they go back." Simmons, a splitman, followed Su Mo and complained after everyone went to work.

"So, you need to go back." Su Mo said.

"What do you need me to convey for you?" Simmons asked, and he knew that this guy would definitely not let him go.

Then Su Mo told Simmons the script. Simmons opened his mouth wide and couldn't help but slammed Su Mo: "You... are too shameless."

"Go, go and go back quickly," Su Mo blew the dust on his sleeves and said gently: "Just go one, the remaining seventeen can be left to move stones."

"Puff!" Schizons squirted old blood and staggered away.

He immediately went back to meet Grand Duke Stan, and happened to meet the supervisor who was adding fuel to the fire and accusing Su Mo of being arrogant.

"That damn adventurer, you have received your heavy use from Grand Duke. He has not wanted to repay you. He has already started to take chicken feathers as a command arrow and acts like a blessing everywhere. Look at my face, he is beaten by him. You have to look at the owner of the dog. Grand Duke, wow~ wow~"

Grand Duke Stan was high above his face, his face gloomy.

"It's worth killing you!" Simmons shouted loudly, then asked, "What does it mean to take chicken feathers as an arrow? Is the appointment of the Grand Duke also a chicken feather?"

"..." Grand Duke Stan touched his nose, feeling that this matter might not be as simple as the supervisor.
Chapter completed!