The next morning, Yan Nu went to have breakfast.

He worked hard all night and exercised a total of eighty kilograms!

After all, practice makes perfect, and he found that every time he depleted his energy and replenished it by eating grass, he would become stronger than before.

The true energy comes and goes. By the time I started working on another pound of steamed cake this morning, it had already increased by another ten percent.

But the strange thing is that he found that the increase in Qi was not caused by eating enough, but by eating grass or steamed cakes. There was also rice porridge in the shack, but he drank two bowls of rice porridge first, but it had no effect.

"What a loser! You eat so much... go and forge! If you don't have three hundred and fifty pounds tonight, you can't even think of eating." Manager Liao stood in front of the food shack and shouted coldly.

Yan Nu took a deep breath and said happily: "Just wait! I will definitely call you!"

Then he was whipped twice and ran back to work.

Uncle Hong was very distressed: "Silly boy, what can you do if you give in?"

Yan Nu chuckled: "I will definitely count enough today!"

Uncle Hong had no choice but to put in all his energy and work hard.

There was a continuous sound of clanging and clanging in the smelting yard, and everyone was immersed in work.

By noon, everyone was already hungry and could rest and drink water, but there was no food.

By the time evening came, everyone was exhausted and had no energy left, so Manager Liao arrived late.

He took people with him to check and accept the goods from shop to shop. When it was Uncle Hong and Yan Nu's turn, he was shocked to find that there was a hundred kilograms in it.

"Hehe." Yan Nu was sweating profusely and looked tired, but he still showed a proud smile.

Manager Liao frowned, glanced at Uncle Hong who was also exhausted, and thought to himself: "This guy named Hong got chicken blood? Can he hit a hundred pounds with his apprentice alone?"

He was surprised in his heart, but Uncle Hong was indeed one of the most experienced craftsmen in the castle. He had gained a lot of Qi from ten years of blacksmithing. Although he was not the best, he could still be regarded as half a warrior.

I couldn't produce much in the past, maybe because I was clumsy, but now I finally showed my true skills? It seems that these untouchables still have to give it a try. As soon as they said they wanted 350 kilograms, the output suddenly increased.

"Hmph! I have you, but I didn't try my best before, did I? Chashan Castle took you in, and this is how you repay the castle owner? Now there is no place outside that can give you a full meal!" Manager Liao scolded Uncle Hong angrily.

Uncle Hong worked very hard today, but he didn't dare to reply, he just lowered his head and listened.

Manager Liao didn't say much. After checking everything, he said calmly: "Three hundred and forty kilograms. In the past, this must have been enough, but I said, today it will be three hundred and fifty kilograms! You don't have enough...

…No one has anything to eat!”

"No, steward..." Everyone cried hungry.

Manager Liao said coldly: "How can you rely on me again and again! Just go hungry. If I want to blame you, blame Yan Nuer!"

After that, he immediately waved his hands and left.

The craftsmen were all panicking, it was true, the steward had made up his mind to starve them tonight!

They have to stay up all night and have enough to eat in the morning.

Although they only stayed up for one night, for these craftsmen who were doing heavy physical work, those with weak constitutions might faint from hunger or even get sick!

If you don’t know how to take care of things, how can you take care of your life without getting sick?

For a moment, the whole place was filled with cries and begging!

"Enough counting! Enough counting! You can't starve everyone!" Yan Nuer's voice came again.

Manager Liao snorted coldly, why are you here again? Yesterday, Yan Nuer accidentally let Yan Nuer go to re-scale the scale secretly. To prevent this situation, today he specially asked people to install the steel, and a dozen strong men were guarding it.

Indeed, it is enough, but what if he says less? Anyway, the account books are good, and these untouchables cannot read.

However, when he turned around, he saw Yan Nuer running towards him holding several steel ingots.

"Here! There are still ten kilograms left!"

Looking at the steel ingot handed over, Manager Liao was shocked: "Where did this come from!"

"I practiced it! Stop weighing yourself!" Yan Nu grinned.

"You..." Manager Liao looked at several large baskets nearby, guarded by more than a dozen people, knowing that Yan Slave could not steal them, and this was indeed not accepted.

The craftsmen burst into tears and laughed, clapped their hands and said, "Three hundred and forty kilograms, add ten more kilograms, we have enough!"

"That's bullshit! You heard it wrong. I only counted three hundred and twenty kilograms before, not three hundred and forty kilograms!" Manager Liao changed his mind on the spot.

For a moment, everyone was slumped, as dull as clay and wood sculptures.

"Is it really three hundred and twenty pounds?" Yan Nu stared at him and asked.

Manager Liao held up the account book: "That's three hundred and two! Counting you, there's still twenty pounds left!"

Uncle Hong hurriedly grabbed Yan Nu and persuaded him in a low voice: "Don't be stubborn. If he doesn't calculate enough, he will forget about it."

Unexpectedly, Yan Nu laughed loudly: "It's okay, it's okay! There's only twenty pounds left. I didn't sleep last night and worked hard all night. It's definitely enough!"

"What!"

In an instant, all the craftsmen were stunned, and even the Xiang Yong, who was wearing armor and holding a gun, looked at Yan Nu in shock.

Even Shen Leling, who was secretly paying attention to Yan Nu with his spiritual consciousness, was a little confused.

What doesn't Shen Leling understand about Manager Liao's behavior? This is deliberately making things difficult for these craftsmen.

No matter how much you do, if you say it’s not enough, it’s not enough!

Presumably other craftsmen also understand that in this situation, either they have the courage to resist, but this is tantamount to courting death.

Either keep your voice low, please the manager, and satisfy the other person. This is what normal people would do.

But this young man has a very clear mind! He spent the whole night processing and adding more points last night, and will take it out and add more points when it is accepted.

Ridiculous! Desperate!

Everyone saw Yan Nu running back to the furnace, taking out pieces of steel that had been smelted piece by piece, and quickly packed a large basket and brought it to the steward.

There was an uproar in the venue. Uncle Hong looked at Yan Nu in shock. He didn’t expect that he really worked overtime last night and did so much by himself!

The steward was even more stunned. He inspected and accepted it all year round, and he could tell at a glance that this basket weighed about seventy kilograms!

Don't say it's enough, it's already far beyond. You can't change your mind and count it down by 70 pounds, right?

How can a manager imagine that someone would take the initiative to work overtime? The property in the fort belongs to the Zhang family, and no matter how much the craftsmen do, it is not their own, it is just a living thing.

But Yan Nu happened to be a fool. He worked so much without sleeping and worked desperately for the Zhang family. It can't be said that he worked overtime wrongly.

The steward's expression changed, and finally he shouted angrily: "You...you dare to hide it secretly!"

Yan Nu said calmly: "I didn't keep it secretly. Didn't I take it out?"

"Why didn't you take it out when I inspected it? You obviously wanted to keep it privately!" The steward could only say this. How could he let Yan Nuer be given to the general?

However, Yan Nu said confidently: "Because you will definitely undercount. Of course I have to wait until you have finished weighing and determined the amount before taking it out!"

"you you!"

Yan Nu's words made the steward turn blue and white! In his opinion, wasn't this just pointing at his nose and saying that he was doing something wrong?

"Bah bang bang!"

The steward's whip was struck hard.

Blood marks were drawn out from Yan Nu's body, and he was still shouting: "Is that enough?"

"Bah bang bang!"

"Is that enough?"

He endured it forcefully, even though he was unsteady and in unbearable pain, he still asked with expectation.

The manager had no choice, and these already weighed more than four hundred kilograms. In addition, Yan Nu had pointed out his behavior and changed his words frequently, which made him lose face. He could only announce that today's share has been completed by the craftsmen. .

"Okay, okay! That's enough! You've counted too much!" The steward sneered again and again.

"That's right! I said today will be enough!" Yan Nu was elated when he heard that he finally reached the target.

Seeing his happy and confident expression, Shen Leling secretly couldn't laugh or cry.

Okay, very energetic, but is this the point of the question? What is the use of mere divination?

Is this just considering what Manager Liao will do and not what he thinks? Is the manager a big person or a small person?

Yes, success forced the manager to admit that the quantity was up to standard, but what about you? Have you considered the consequences?

"Keke... it's interesting. You are so stubborn and think others are so stupid... What an idiot."

Shen Leling thought about it and could only describe it as a fool. After all, he is not stupid at all. He is quite capable! He has indeed solved the problem of not letting them have enough time to manage things. .

It's like doing a math problem and getting the desired result, but it seems like you can't feel the malicious intent.

"It's a naive idea, but...it's okay! You will be mine from now on."

Shen Leling likes it very much. She originally thought that Yan Nu was not like the red dust fire. Since his thoughts were straightforward, it was just right for her to use.

On the other side, Yan Nu was also very happy. Although he received a beating, it was enough!

"Steward, steward, today's quota has been exceeded. Please tell me, Ah Weng... wu wu wu..."

Uncle Hong quickly covered his mouth, anxious. At this time, he asked what news he had, and he was very angry.
To be continued...