Black Iron Crown

After Earl Codd became Reiner's prime minister, he handled many things, and his efficiency was extremely high.

Therefore, on the day the order was issued, the residents of Mecaron City discovered that a plaque that read "Northern Textile Factory" had been hung on a large wooden building in the castle.

Although most of the residents were illiterate, the news still came from some middle-class people in the castle.

"Have you heard that the Duke has established a wool cloth factory in the city with great fanfare, and is now recruiting workers everywhere to work there!"

A male citizen wearing a heavy cotton coat and carrying goods said to a friend beside him.

"Really? I haven't heard of it, but what is a woolen cloth factory?"

"It is said that it is a kind of cloth woven from woolen cloth. Oh yes, the tool used is the flying shuttle distributed by the Duke before!"

"Flying shuttle? I seem to have sold that thing to those businessmen from other places!"

"Me too, but I heard that the Duke is now sending someone to teach how to use the shuttle, and I don't know if we can really produce that kind of output!"

"Hey... so what if we have that kind of output, we've already sold the stuff!"

"However, it is said that the salary offered by the wool cloth factory is as much as one copper per month. If the production efficiency of the month reaches the top ten, there will be additional copper rewards!"

"So many!" The citizen's eyes widened.

"Wouldn't that be the same income as our exhausting work now!"

"That's right, weaving is an easy job!" Another person said with a heavy breath as he put the heavy goods on the carriage with great effort.

Their daily job now is to carry heavy goods one by one from seven o'clock in the morning until five o'clock in the evening.

Of course, it's not that there are easier jobs, similar to the work of a clerk or a tavern waiter.

However, the income of such a job is really too low, and they have more families to support. If they choose to work easily but work, I am afraid that the whole family will become extremely struggling.

"Such a high salary,

Why don't we go and see where I want to work after the work is over, no matter whether the shuttle is really useful or not, as long as I can pay me enough salary on time! "

"Don't think about it, that factory only recruits female workers, we men don't accept them!"

"Ah? Why! Obviously we men are much stronger than women, whether it is farming, fighting, or physical labor, we are much better than women, why?"

"It is said that the Duke said that he hopes that women can also play their own roles in the family, and the usual weaving work is done by women, so it will be faster for them to learn!"

"Oh..." The citizen could only say regretfully: "That's true. Your Excellency is always kind and fair. If our woman enters the textile factory, the two of us will earn more together!"

"Yes, women are delicate, they can't take on jobs like ours, so textile factories are more suitable for them!"

Outside the textile factory, there is already a sea of ​​people.

More than a thousand residents gathered here to see if the high salary of one copper per month was real.

"My lord! Is this true! Can you really get a salary of one copper every month?"

"My lord, why! Why can't men get this job!"

"I'm sure I can be an adult! The cloth I weave has always been the best quality in our block!

"Thank you, Lord Duke, for allowing me to enter this textile factory!"

These citizens clustered in front of one person and talked about their own merits.

"Okay, okay! Please don't be crowded! Let go of my hand! For the sake of the Holy Father, don't treat me like this!" Earl Corder arranged for the little official who was in charge of recruiting employees to feel the pain.

He was grabbed by a group of excited women, his limbs including his clothes were firmly grasped, and he swayed in the sea of ​​people like a small boat that was about to topple over at any time.

He was in pain all over now, and as far as he knew, there were more than one bloodstains on his arm, which were caused by excited women and men who came to join in the fun.

"Oh!" The little official let out a painful scream, and he didn't know that someone had punched him hard in the ribs.

"Damn it! Who is taking revenge on me!" the little official screamed miserably.

"It must be some guy who lost money to me! I saw you, come out! Damn it, you can't see me well!" The little official had already started to regret it.

He felt that the position he had fought so hard for was a hot potato.

"Enough! What are you doing here! Back off now! Back off now! I'll just repeat it twice!" Earl Valas led a patrol to the gate of the factory.

Seeing that the situation was so chaotic, he couldn't help yelling loudly, and then the six blood-colored griffin knights behind them also shouted in unison, and the twenty-eight blood-colored griffin servants in the back even drew their long swords from their waists to threaten them.

Today, Earl Valas led a team to patrol the city. In addition to the real patrol team, in order to maintain a strong patrol force in the city, Leiner arranged such a regular army to cooperate with the patrol every day.

Afterwards, two more ten-man patrols arrived, and they wound up the light crossbows in their hands, aiming at the surging crowd.

After a terrified scream, calm was finally restored.

"Thank you, Earl of Valas! Your arrival saved me!" The little official was wounded all over, and came to Earl of Valas's side, hugging his thigh.

"Okay!" Count Valas frowned and said: "Start your work immediately, and delay the arrangement of the Duke, and see how I can deal with you!"

Hearing Earl Valas's words, the petty official couldn't help shaking, and then returned to the small table and chair at the factory gate and sat down.

"Registration starts now! Everyone line up to register with me! Leave your home address and name, and those who meet the criteria will receive our notification tomorrow!"

"Okay, you come first!" As he spoke, the clerk pointed to a young woman and said.

The woman hurriedly came to the little official and began to talk about her home address.

"Very well, then are you married?" the little official raised his head and asked.

"Yes... yes, but why are you asking this?"

"Tsk, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, just answer me honestly!"

"Ah, yes, my lord...you can ask!"

"Have you given birth yet?"

The woman's face turned red, and she said coyly, "I gave birth... I gave birth..."

"How old is the child?"

"Twelve years old……"

"Oh! Alright, you've finished the registration!" The official shouted to the back: "Next!"

"Ah...ah? Is this the end? Then can I enter the factory!" The woman asked anxiously.

"I don't know yet, go home and wait for the notice!" The little official waved his hand impatiently.

The woman still wanted to say something, but when she saw the vicious patrol members beside her, she could only leave reluctantly.

"Come out! Bring out all the tables and chairs!" the clerk shouted to the factory behind him.

Hearing his voice, six cowardly, smaller officials than this one came out carrying tables and chairs.

Seeing that the situation was not good before, they fled into the factory following the order of the little official, who had to be said to be the boss of the person in charge.