I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 222: They're actually going to use clay?

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While Farol was reporting, Zi Yi also inquired about the situation from the tribespeople stationed there.

The people will indeed be able to finish roasting the meat tonight.

This is something that even eight hundred people in the tribe could not do.

They've been harassed by humans several times, and they've run out of firewood.

Even if someone wanted to grill, only a small number of people could do it; most people had to busy themselves collecting firewood.

In the three knightly territories, there was not only a large pile of firewood prepared by the lord, but also a pile of newly dug tree stumps.

There were still many dead tree stumps left inside, but the meat had to be roasted dry first.

This is so awesome!

"Good job, you did a great job. I'll reward you later!"

"Thank you, Chief!"

Ziyi hasn't decided on the reward yet, but the clansmen and the leaders are different.

They owe their current life entirely to Ziyi and his team.

They weren't worried at all.

Watching his clansmen leave, Zi Yi turned his head.

He noticed that Li Mosi was looking at him.

Yes!

Zi Yi looked at Farol.

"Bring all the craftsmen here, and I'll tell you what to do next."

Farol nodded.

"Yes, sir."

Zi'an narrowed his eyes.

"What do you want to see them about?"

She couldn't remember it at first.

"Build a house."

Li Mosi took a roll of paper out of her pocket.

He opened it and took a look.

wrong.

This is the list of supplies.

He rolled the paper back up and took out another roll.

Yes, that's correct.

"Oh~"

After being reminded, Zi'an remembered it too.

Now that the meat is all roasted and dried, it's time to build a house.

Such matters naturally need to be discussed with the craftsmen beforehand.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Li Mosi felt her left hand being pulled and turned to look at Hagi Saint.

The saintess spoke in a low voice.

"Those three guys are still here! Should we tell them to get lost?"

Good guy.

Your words are truly not polite at all.

Li Mosi felt somewhat helpless.

If he doesn't take the initiative against the three managers who come with him, Haki Saint will simply attack on sight.

However, what she said wasn't entirely unreasonable.

Ziyi and Zian looked up at Aison, Calbin and Tritan.

The three of them were still staring at the people who were selling roasted meat.

It's like they've never seen dried meat in their lives.

"Need not."

Li Mosi shook his head, and all three of them looked at him.

"We will eventually ensure that all our people live in warm homes. Even if they don't know it now, they will eventually find out."

"Some things should be kept secret, but some things don't need to be. This matter right now is one that doesn't need to be hidden. I will teach you how to judge it later."

Ziyi and Zian nodded.

"Yes, Master."

The saintess seemed to panic and immediately pressed her entire side against him.

"Why didn't you hide this piece of paper?"

This is something she's never seen before!

Although the craftsman always uses it for various purposes, and the craftsman is always able to come up with new ones.

But this will definitely arouse suspicion!

Why hide it?

Ziyi and Zian were somewhat puzzled.

Li Mosi gently patted the golden bun at the back of Hagi Saint's head.

Why don't you hide your hair?

Ever since he entered Baron Stern's territory, he has noticed that people are always looking at Haki Saint's hair.

He rummaged through the original owner's memories and found that there were indeed certain customs surrounding hair color in the area.

Ordinary people are usually brown or red, and even in the most chaotic situations, it's just a mixture of these two colors.

Only nobles had golden hair.

According to the caravan, the noblest of the nobles had golden fur all over their bodies and were known as the Golden Men.

I just don't know where this rumor came from.

When Li Mosi asked this question, Hagi Saint was immediately stunned.

How can you hide this?

This is a symbol of her nobility... as if she wants to hide it.

But how can I hide it?

Seeing that her question had touched her soul, Li Mosi turned her attention to the important matter at hand.

He spread the paper out on the ground.

The craftsmen came over with their eldest sons.

They immediately spotted the original heated kang room, which was just as well-organized as the main house.

The stonemasons and carpenters also saw the blueprints for the heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove).

Then, following the postures of Li Mosi and his two disciples, they turned to look at the modified heated kang room, which was not much different from the cave.

"Stonemason, carpenter."

As soon as Zi Yi spoke, all the craftsmen raised their heads.

"Your suggestions last time were very helpful, and I will remember your contribution. Keep up the good work, and I will ensure you have a comfortable winter."

"Thank you, sir!"

The three stonemasons and carpenters were all confused.

Did they offer any suggestions?

They can't even remember it themselves!

But since the adult said that, there must be a reason.

"The houses you're living in now are terrible."

Zi Yi's gaze swept over all the craftsmen.

Although he was shorter than all the other craftsmen, his earnest demeanor made them feel as if they were seeing a troll.

"In your houses, the wind can seep through the walls and snow can fall through the roof. A person can freeze to death in one night."

"The houses of our neighbors are worse than yours."

"I really can't imagine how they survive the winter."

"I really can't imagine how they survive the winter."

goo~

All the craftsmen and their eldest sons and daughters frowned.

How else can we get through the winter?

Farol, of course, knows best.

They blocked the door with mud, and the family huddled together around the dim campfire, holding each other and their livestock, trying to grab any warmth they could.

Even if the fire accidentally ignites the hay or even the whole house, it's still better than being helplessly frozen to death.

Zi Yi continued talking.

"I want you to live. Only those who live can farm for me, work for me, and pay my taxes."

"Next, I want all your second sons and daughters to lead the people in building these sturdy new houses. You must also do your utmost to help with this."

"The blacksmiths make tools, the carpenters make pillars and tools, the stonemasons lead people to lay bricks and demolish walls, the wheelwrights make more oxcarts, and the others help them when they are free for the time being."

"This is a job, and it's paid, just like before."

"Next, I'll tell you how this house was built."

"Yes, sir."

All the craftsmen nodded seriously.

Many of them had slightly red eyes.

They had never seen a lord care about them so much.

Not to mention that this new lord is a goblin!

Damn it, what kind of life did they live before?!

"First, we need to identify which ten families are clustered together..."

Zi Yi led them to confirm the number of families in each of the three manors.

Although the plan was to connect ten companies together.

But in reality, it doesn't matter whether one more or one less is built.

As Zi Yi spoke, he looked at the craftsman.

"The tree branches inside the wall can be removed directly, but we don't have time to dig up the pillars..."

The carpenter from Valos spoke.

"We can do these things!"

The other two carpenters nodded as well.

Ziyi continued.

"We'll need to build the walls with stone bricks then..."

Strickland spoke.

"We can lead the people to do it!"

The other two stonemasons nodded in agreement.

This kind of work requires no skills, and you can hire a few temporary helpers.

Zi Yi continued speaking.

"We need more tools to dig..."

Farol nodded.

"I assure you there will be no shortage of tools."

Iron Hammer and the other two blacksmiths nodded.

"Follow the will of the adults."

……

Ziyi quickly finished explaining the entire construction process and plan.

Farol looked troubled.

He spoke in a low voice.

"Sir, but we don't have that much clay."

Ok?

clay?

Zi Yi looked at Li Mosi with confusion.

Do they really need clay?