The baron thought in his heart: It's not because I have the system and the dragon, it's not because I, Draseel, cheated! What is this called? This is called God's reward for hard work, which shows that God sees my previous efforts!
So...just lie down today and let God care for others and let the rain and dew fall on him~
While the baron was resting comfortably in the lord's hall and chatting with the wealthy businessman Manid, the prison warden Borcha received the order and came to report.
"Good morning, my distinguished master. I have received your order. I am honored to be one of your ministers. I am very willing to become a part of Uxhall."
Prison warden Borcha nodded respectfully and swore his loyalty to the baron.
At this moment, Russell sat up slightly and said:
"Well, very good. On behalf of everyone, I welcome you to join. Currently, Manid is responsible for the caravan in the town, the operation of a village and the teaching of ponies. What about you? Do you have anything you want to do?
"
"Baron, you can assign me to be responsible for anything, and I will try my best to do it. As for me personally... I am only good at guarding cells. As you can see, I have been doing this job for most of my life."
Russell thought to himself: If there are hostages and prisoners in the future, to prevent them from escaping, a reliable warden must be prepared. Then let him continue to use his special skills, but make the best use of the person.
…
Then, the Baron stood up slowly, patted Porcha on the shoulder and said:
"No problem. I will officially appoint you as the warden of the latest iron cell that you and Manid built in the town. You will be fully responsible for it. You can report everything to me alone. In special circumstances, I allow you to kill first and report later."
Prison warden Borcha was overjoyed and quickly agreed.
"However, I want you to handle a few more things. I also need you to manage the advanced soldier training camp. I have to train the soldiers in the town every week. I will ask Xiao Ming to cooperate and help you."
"Okay, although I have not trained soldiers, I will try my best to do it!" Bolcha replied.
At this time, Russell put away his smile and became a little serious. He got closer to the prison warden, Borcha, and whispered in his ear: "I know that the job of guarding the cell is lucrative, so please be careful, and I won't
I would mind."
Prison Warden Borcha was slightly startled, "I don't understand this, Baron, what do you mean..."
"It's boring to tell you the truth. There will always be people giving you money to treat the prisoners better, or begging you to release them, you pretending to report to escape from prison, etc. There are all possibilities. In short, my bottom line is..."
Having said this, Russell's hand gradually pressed a little harder on the shoulder of Prison Director Borcha.
Then he said slowly: "My bottom line is that the person I want to keep will not lose a hair on his body from your hands."
"Follow your orders!" Prison Warden Borcha was shocked by what the Baron said. Unexpectedly, the Baron looked young, had a lot of experience, and knew a little bit about everything.
However, this also made the prison warden Borcha admire him deeply, and he was glad that he had followed the right baron who was excellent and wise.
[System prompt: The friendship level between you and Prison Warden Borcha is 5, and the current friendship level is 60.]
[Evaluation: Not bad, I didn’t expect this combination of kindness and power from you.]
That's right, you have to learn from me~system~, Russell said in his heart.
In the rest of the day, he accompanied Ren and Safiya to wander in the town market, played a few games in the casino, and enjoyed the leisurely day.
The Baron's attentive company also made Ren and Safiya feel warm. They played until late at night, then reluctantly returned to the Lord's Hall to rest.
[System prompt: The friendship level between you and Safiya is 3, and the current friendship level is 48.]
Early the next morning, "Oh! Oh!" accompanied by countless majestic roosters crowing, the baron was awakened from his sleep.
"Tmd, who and I are playing Qianxun Tower on Feilai Peak, hearing the rooster crow and seeing the sun rise! Lao Ao, since when did we have roosters in our town!?"
At this time, the system joined in the fun and did not mind that the matter was serious. It intervened and communicated with the baron:
[System prompt: Oh, you have good literary talent. You must have been doing well in Chinese classes recently, right? But I still like you to say a simple and rude sentence, this chicken is really annoying.]
That's not the case, we are stuck at home during the epidemic, so we can only read books, study and cultivate our moral character... Stop using bad words, look at your vulgar look.
[System prompt: Labor and management trust you, you are a ghost! Thank you for not using books as toilet paper. 】
Of course, the system was not the only one who heard the baron’s complaints. Lao Ao also ran over in a panic and hurriedly explained:
"My distinguished master, this may have been arranged by the new prison warden Borcha. He said that getting up when you hear the rooster crow is the first order given to the senior soldiers in the training camp."
"Old Ao, kill the chicken! Make soup! This grandma is disturbing my dream. I was dreaming that I was not ashamed with Safiya..." At this moment, Dracelle was full of hatred, and he got up very angry.
[System prompt: Let’s just say that only useless men take out their anger on cocks. If you have the ability, you will really go to Safiya and be as happy as a god! What a coward~]
Gungungun, I don’t want to chat with you so early in the morning. Please log off. Russell doesn’t want to pay attention to the system at all.
This put the honest old man in a dilemma. He hesitated and said:
"This... my distinguished master, with all due respect, you said that he could kill the chicken first and then report it later, and he also had good intentions to train soldiers. Is it true that you ordered the chicken to be killed like this..."
"Okay, okay, it seems that the prison warden Borcha is working hard, but the chicken... just kill it, I'm hungry for chicken soup. I'll just ask him to prepare another chicken when the time comes."
But it's a good thing. Russell used to be a bit idle in modern society. He never entered the kitchen since he was a child. He didn't know that chicken soup was made from old hens. As for rooster soup...
Lao Ao's hand was injured, and he was big, round, and chubby. He couldn't grasp the big and agile cock at all, so he had to let his son Xiao Ma go.
Little did they know, this departure laid the foundation for the future feud between Xiao Ma and the prison warden, Borcha.
Soon Xiao Ma caught the rooster and came back. After Lao Ao's family worked hard to cook it and served it, the Baron looked embarrassed as soon as he took a sip and said:
"Why does it smell like this? It's so fishy and woody."
"This... my distinguished master, we have done our best." Lao Ao was embarrassed, but anyone could see that he was very attentive.