I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 287 Dissatisfaction

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"After tonight, besides studying and taking tests, you'll also have to work tonight!"

Seeing that the people didn't react much, Zi Yi finished speaking.

Winter is coming, you must finish building the house quickly!

What he said is absolutely correct.

"yes!"

"We understand!"

"Thank you, sir!"

"Do as the adults say!"

The people all chimed in in agreement.

Zi Yi's gaze swept over the crowd in front of him, and seeing that no one showed any dissatisfaction, he felt at ease.

If you had asked everyone to work through the night six days ago, they would definitely not have agreed.

The longer you work, the more food you have to eat.

Most families already have enough food to barely get through the winter, so asking them to do more work is tantamount to killing them.

But now, they can eat their fill every day without having to bring their own food, not to mention that they built this house for themselves.

What's wrong with doing a little more?

That's only right!

Hearing the people shouting loudly, Jik felt extremely uncomfortable.

He, like the soldiers around him who had been forcibly brought back by Baron Talis, remained silent amidst the shouts.

Not only him, but all the wandering soldiers felt that they and their people were two separate groups.

They never had a home to begin with.

After arriving in Talis Town, they stayed in the houses in the main courtyard that were meant for servants and soldiers.

As the goblins entered and took up residence in the main house, all the servants and soldiers were driven out.

But the servants are all locals.

If they can't stay in the servants' quarters, they can still stay in their own homes.

Some of the soldiers who were originally loyal to Baron Talis were slaves, while others were subjects of various manors.

They also didn't have a house in the town.

However, after the previous battle, most of the soldiers who were actually born into slavery had died.

Even if the remaining soldiers had no place to stay, it wouldn't be difficult for them to find a family to stay with temporarily, given their familiarity with the locals.

They were the only ones who truly had nowhere to live.

Jik wanted to live, and so did many of the wandering soldiers.

Therefore, they did not choose to continue resisting from within the fortress.

But now...

Jike turned to look at his surviving companions.

In the flickering firelight, everyone's eyes revealed confusion.

Do they really have a share in this house?

Whatever the new lord says, he is speaking to his people.

"Ugh."

Hearing the sighs coming from beside him, Jike couldn't help but sigh inwardly as well.

How should I get through this winter...?

That evening, Ziyi had the smartest person he had selected first teach the people to read pinyin.

call--

A cool breeze began to blow, reminding him once again that winter was approaching.

Just before going to bed, a group of people, led by their clansmen, found Ziyi.

"Sir, shouldn't we slaughter the pigs and sheep?"

Slaughtering pigs and sheep?

Isn't this a bit too early?

Zivan, who was standing next to him, spoke up to explain.

"Sir, after the snowfall, we will slaughter pigs and sheep on the manor, including any old livestock that cannot survive the winter. We will then use the remaining time to make dried meat, cured meat, or smoked meat."

"That way it'll be ready by winter, so we can enjoy it slowly throughout the season."

Zi Yi nodded.

However, he did not agree.

"Don't kill them yet. Let's wait until we've eaten most of the meat. You all go and learn how to build houses."

He waved impatiently at his people, telling them to disperse.

The houses aren't even finished yet!

I don't have time for that!

Why not just wait until the house is completely dry before selling it?

"Yes, sir."

"OK……"

After the people agreed, they all dispersed.

"well……"

Jike watched Ziyi enter the manor's chief's cabin and couldn't help but sigh.

He had just wanted to go up and ask what was going on with the houses of these people.

But in the end, he still couldn't muster the courage.

Among the wandering soldiers around him, several shared similar thoughts.

"How exactly are we going to get through the winter?"

"have no idea……"

Jike turned his head and found that it was those two guys chatting again.

They're the ones complaining during the day too.

The same has been true for the past few days.

These two guys, who were always worrying and complaining, were named Kahn and York.

Like him, the two men were originally slaves of Baron Stern, but were chosen by Baron Stern to become soldiers during a fight.

However, he was only fifteen years old, while the other two were already twenty.

Whether placed among slaves or commoners, he was already nearing death.

It's not surprising that they both tend to worry and complain.

Logically speaking, even if she was born a slave, she should have a child by this age.

But these two guys are good for nothing except for their courage in battle. They have little money and like to drink, so they can't save up much food.

They even looked down on the daughters of slaves.

Before Baron Stern went to war, he said that if they were victorious, he would give them a reward to help them get married.

As a result, even Baron Stern was gone...

In short, neither of them is very popular.

This was true even among wandering soldiers.

I just don't understand why these two were captains when Gaimour was leading them.

As a result, the two of them started chatting enthusiastically!

"Do you think Baron Talis really gave up his territory?"

"I don't think so. He probably went to find reinforcements!"

"I think so too—"

"That's a donkey's ass!"

Jike simply couldn't take it anymore!

"Go to sleep now!"

How dare these two say such things?!

Didn't they know that goblins could understand human speech?

No one mentions goblins.

There were even humans among the overseers!

If Baron Taliss were to return...

The result was something no one dared to imagine.

Zi Yi lay down on the hay bed.

With a blink of an eye, another new day has begun.

He looked at the unfamiliar ceiling and raised his finger to gesture in the air.

Wow~ there are only eighteen days left!

Zi Yi imitated Li Mosi's writing motions and drew an eighteen in the air.

He's awake.

Then everyone should get to work.

Ziyi woke up his people, and they in turn woke up their leaders.

Although the food wasn't cooked yet, this was just enough time for the oxcart to make a round trip between the neighboring estates.

The people had just used their spare time yesterday to fill the oxcarts and donkey carts.

With the order to begin construction issued, the vast majority of people started transporting clay to neighboring estates.

Quite a few people stayed behind.

However, only the clever people and carpenters, stonemasons and house builders from various manors who had been personally selected by Zi Yi in the past few days were summoned to his side.

Using the firelight, Ziyi found a nearby straw bed that he didn't know who owned.

He took a roll of paper out of the bag and carefully spread it out on the hay.

This is the house plan that Li Mosi gave him when he left.

"These are the houses you will be building. You are all craftsmen; the houses you build cannot be substandard. Make sure you look carefully!"

"Yes, sir."

The craftsmen responded.

Zi Yi wiped the spear he carried with him and used it as a pointer to point at the blueprints.

"This is the stove, this is the heated brick bed, and this is the chimney. I'll light the fire here, and the smoke will travel along the path left by the stone bricks and come out through the chimney."