The acquisition of magic items made the conspiracy of the war disappear a lot from Lin Ke's mind.
But this doesn't mean Lin can take it easy.
He came to the adjacent iron ore plane again.
At this time, the mining of iron ore has stopped, and slaves are working hard to mine sulfur ore.
Bald Jack was standing by the mine with a whip in his hand, a look of nothing on his face.
Since Lin Ke promulgated the Azan Coin and Workload Law and the Performance Appraisal System.
Bald Jack found that he, the great overseer, had no use for himself.
The slaves worked hard, there was no laziness at all, and there was no need for him to urge them!
After Lin Ke arrived, Bald Jack's eyes lit up and he immediately trotted over and made a nondescript bowing salute: "Master Lin Ke, are you here?"
"How many sulfur mines are there now? How are the slaves doing?" Lin Ke nodded slightly. Among the servants in the entire castle, only Bald Jack was literate, which is quite rare.
"Master, there are about two tons that have been mined now. The amount that was previously shipped to Grandma Xisai is about 200 kilograms. Today someone told me that there was going to be a war, and another 500 kilograms were shipped there... Master, we are
Is there going to be a war?" Bald Jack introduced him seriously at first, but the last sentence was a curious question.
"Oh? You want to join the war?" Lin Ke heard this and glanced at Bald Jack with a half-smile.
"No, as long as I can stay with the young master, I can do anything...well, anything..." Bald Jack was sweating when Lin Ke looked at him.
Asking about war matters is a bit presumptuous.
"Well, improving one's current status is something that everyone thinks about. It's normal to have thoughts. I appreciate honesty..." Lin Ke smiled and patted Bald Jack's shoulder.
After taking the photo, Lin Ke couldn't help but admire Bald Jack. This man kept his posture very low, with his head and shoulders as low as the shoulders of a six-year-old child.
Lin is not opposed to some flattering things. As long as you work seriously and do things well, those who flatter you can only be said to be a style problem or an emotional intelligence problem.
Lin Xiao smiled: "Do your best. If there are no problems on your side after this war is over, I will give you a chance."
In this battle, black powder will be a very important resource.
Saltpeter is easy to handle. Although there are no saltpeter mines, it is enough to collect only those from Azan Castle and several villages.
As for sulfur, we need to rely on sulfur ore.
So for the literate bald Jack, Lin Ke was willing to give him a chance and let Aof help enlighten him.
If the talent is good and the bloodline is good, Lin Cola will have a powerful follower.
"Opportunity... opportunity?!" Bald Jack's lips trembled when he heard this.
"Okay, let's mine well, and let the slaves work overtime..." After Lin Ke finished explaining, he walked back without saying anything more.
Bald Jack had to bend over in place for a long time before he could react, and then gave himself a slap in the face: "Gan, do it well! You must do it well!"
He straightened up and ran excitedly to the mine.
A group of slaves were transporting dregs and raw ore at a very fast speed, their faces full of something called hope, and they were quite motivated.
They didn't show fear or fear when they saw Bald Jack.
They are the slaves of the great Master Lin Ke! They may become the same people as Bald Jack in the future!
There is nothing to be afraid of!
Of course, this is also the reason why Bald Jack does not treat his slaves too harshly, otherwise he should be afraid.
Bald Jack came to the mine and shouted excitedly inside: "Listen here, everyone! Master Lin Ke is in trouble and we need to work hard to mine the ore! Overtime hours can be extended indefinitely! It will be included in the performance!"
Bald Jack understands these slaves best. Ever since Master Lin Ke gave them hope, these slaves have a belief in their hearts.
That is Master Lin Ke!
Master Lin Ke is simply their god and their legend!
And now, coupled with the fact that there is no limit on overtime hours...
The eyes of the slaves in the mine turned green at that time.
In order to become a master, in order to make more money, come on! Fight workers! Come on, slaves!
for freedom!
For Master Lin Ke!
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After walking out of the dungeon, the castle was still bustling with people.
According to the original plan, Lin Ke should have finished taking care of the trivial matters and then have a nice meal with Fulon and the others.
Even if a nobleman comes to visit, it will only be a meal together for everyone.
Who knows, God died.
Arriving on the top floor, Antova was cleaning up project materials, with Furon assisting.
Two felines on the ground are being teased by Lucky.
"Quack!"
Seeing Lin Ke coming, Little Lucky shouted happily and flapped his feathery wings.
The dark blue giant tiger cub and the little cheetah cub looked at Lin Ke with some fear. They could feel the "powerful" aura on Lin Ke's body.
Fortunately, they both have some intelligence and know who Lin Ke is, so they are not particularly afraid.
"Little Lucky, do you understand?" Lin Ke knelt down and put Little Lucky's shoulders on his shoulders, and then came to Fulong and the others.
"Xiao Linke, you're here." Furlong raised her head, her face full of exhaustion, but Antova didn't even raise her head, obviously she had no time to say hello and was busy dealing with various matters.
"Mother, thank you for your hard work." Lin Ke felt a little distressed, then looked at Antova, and then said to Furlong: "Mother, can you help me get a glass of Gula milk? I want to drink the one you made yourself."
When Antova heard Lin Ke's words, her hand holding the pen trembled.
However, Fulong did not agree to Lin Ke. He gently placed his right hand on Antova's shoulder, looked at Lin Ke and said softly: "You can say what you want, and there is no need to move me away."
Lin Ke was silent for a while and then said: "Mom, I really want to drink..."
"Xiao Linke, you are my baby. You have been independent and smart since you were a child...but I am your mother, do you understand?" Fulong said softly.
She knelt down and looked level with Lin Ke, her eyes gentle: "You may be able to hide something from me, or you may know a lot and be very powerful...but, I am your mother."
"Mother, I..." Lin Ke couldn't help but his heart trembled, and he was speechless for a moment.
"Sister, stop talking."
At this time, Antova raised her head from a pile of parchment, leaned her head back on the chair, looked at the starry sky outside the window in front of her, and sighed: "Xiao Linke, I have always regarded you as my descendant.
of."
Lin Ke pursed his lips tightly when he heard this and did not speak.
Antova also stayed for a long time, then got up from the chair, came to Lin Ke's side, squatted down, and looked at Lin Ke.
His eyes were clear and clear.
Lin Ke looked at Furlong next to him, and then at Antova. After a moment of silence, he said, "It won't do you any good to say it like this."
Fulong smiled and shook his head when he heard this: "Xiao Linke, I know that your aunt often took care of you when you were a child. It was for your own good. This involves a plan..."
Lin Ke was silent for a moment, and then...
"Ms. Antova, do you still remember? That time when I was a baby and you had a dagger in your hand..." Lin Ke's voice was low.
