Demon King, you just need to conquer, and your husband will come up with the solution.

"okay!"

After weighing, more than 230 kilograms of yam and a bag of magic crystals fell into Batum's hands, which made him smile immediately. With this money, maybe he could buy another piece of linen and buy a set of clothes for himself and his wife.

There were many big-leaf sweet potato farmers who smiled like Batum. These days, they also made a lot of money by buying more or less of the sweet potatoes that they could eat.

Looking at the large-leafed yams being carried away in carts by the beast-headed demons behind the Minotaur, Batum felt happy but also felt a little confused and worried.

He wondered why these beast-headed demons could eat so much big-leaf yams like a bottomless pit, and he was also worried whether he would have the chance to make so much money in the future.

After collecting the money bag, Batum asked the Minotaur with some curiosity: "Hey... Brother Minotaur, what are you going to do with all these big-leaf potatoes? Can we eat them all? And when do you plan to receive them?"

The Minotaur glanced at Batum and chuckled, "Don't worry, we will collect more big-leaf potatoes in the future. As for what we will do with the big-leaf potatoes... You can go to the square to read the notice."

"Announcement? I don't understand that either."

"Someone can tell me that."

"oh oh……"

Batum scratched his head and left, but he was still full of doubts. An announcement on the square? Batum was illiterate and could not understand the common language, so he had never paid attention to such things as announcements.

However, since the Minotaur mentioned it specifically, Batum decided to go to the Demon King's City Square to see the situation.

Today, the Demon King's Castle Square is obviously more lively than ever before. The most lively thing is the large number of monsters gathered in front of the podium in the center of the square.

Relying on his brute strength and huge body, Batum squeezed into the crowd without much effort and came to a position closer to the podium.

He looked up at a lion-headed demon on the stage, who was using his race's unique loud voice to loudly make an announcement to the demons below the stage.

"Residents of the Demon King's Castle, from today on, Queen Margaret has personally ordered us to recruit 300 apprentices in the next three days..."

……

"Only 300? Can you run two factories with only 300 apprentices? I think there must be at least a thousand monsters in the arsenal to operate normally."

Margaret was a little confused about the transfer order drafted by Irons. Wasn't the number of recruits a little too small?

Irons spread his hands and explained, "It's not that I don't want to recruit higher-level people, but the only masters who have mastered the production process of starch and vermicelli are me and the cooks in the kitchen.

It is impossible to rely on such a small number of masters to train thousands of people at once. In addition, it will take some time to build a factory, so we will first recruit 300 people to train them. When they are proficient, they can become masters when we recruit more employees later. "

"Oh I got it."

Margaret nodded after she understood the reason. Indeed, with only a few cooks who knew how to make vermicelli, they couldn't teach too many people.

And from what Ians planned, it seemed that there would be a second wave of recruitment after the first wave, so she asked, "How many apprentices will be recruited next time?"

"Six thousand."

Hearing this number, Margaret was shocked and asked, "Six thousand!? Isn't that too many? More than three thousand people in a factory seems a bit too bloated."

Margaret felt that three hundred was too little before, and this time it jumped directly to six thousand, which Margaret felt was a bit too much.

"Most of these 6,000 people will be eliminated later. We only need to accept the 2,000 people who perform well during the learning period. The rest will be paid and sent back to their respective homes after the learning period."

Irons' explanation made Margaret frown slightly. Deporting 4,000 people? Why not just recruit 2,000 and teach them seriously?

Anyway, learning how to make vermicelli is not that difficult, and it doesn't make much difference if you have some experience, so why go to so much trouble to recruit 4,000 more apprentices and then pay them wages and send them back?

After all, the salary of more than 4,000 apprentices is not a small amount...

But Margaret had studied with Irons for many years, so after a little thought she caught on to his train of thought. Her brows relaxed instantly, and she clapped her hands in sudden enlightenment.

"Oh! I see. This is what you mean, developing small folk workshops, right? Those eliminated apprentices will eventually return to the Demon King's City with a skill. If they are willing, they will definitely use the skill of making vermicelli to make a living!"

Seeing that Margaret understood immediately, Irons nodded with a satisfied smile: "That's right, and these apprentices who return to the Demon King's City will naturally become promoters of the new food, which can also reduce our publicity costs when promoting vermicelli."

“Great…Great~”

Margaret couldn't help clapping her hands and muttering "wonderful" several times.

As expected, it is Ains! He can easily come up with a comprehensive plan that others can't think of! It's really admirable! It's impressive!

Chapter 54: Your father doesn't need a kid like you to protect him

"Buying linen again? You just bought one a few days ago and you want another one today. Do you have too much money and nowhere to spend it?"

When Batum got home, he put the new linen he had just bought next to his wife. The female troll looked at the extra linen, frowned and nagged at Batum.

Batum smiled innocently, sat down cross-legged and said, "Yes, I have too much money and don't know where to spend it. I was thinking about buying something, but I can't think of anything worth buying. I'll just buy another piece of cloth and make new clothes for both of us."

"Why would we exchange clothes? Our old clothes are not worn out yet, so we can wear them for a few more years. It would be a waste to buy new clothes now... You are also a wasteful demon."

After scolding Batum for a few words, the female troll picked up the new linen, felt the texture, and said with a smile: "Wow, not bad, not rubbing the skin at all..."

"Haha, Dolly, I picked a good one~"

"...You only care about this kind of waste..."

"Hahaha~"

Batum once again showed his simple and honest smile, and lay on the floor of the shack with his head raised, watching people coming and going outside the shack, feeling a little happy in his heart. Life is indeed getting better and better...

"By the way, Dolly, I went to the square today and read the notice issued by the Demon King."

"Announcement? You can't read, how can you understand that?"

"Although I don't understand it, some people say that the lion-headed demon has a really loud voice. I heard him howling as soon as I entered the square, and the sound got louder and louder as I walked to the front of the stage..."

Listening to Batum's long-winded talk, Dolly patted him impatiently and said, "Can you get straight to the point? What on earth did that lion-headed demon say?"

Batum scratched his head and answered angrily, "Uh... I didn't quite understand, it seems like they are recruiting workers, but they seem to be called apprentices, which sounds like those old blacksmiths taking apprentices.

However, if we want to find a blacksmith to take an apprentice, we have to pay him money, give him things, and ask him to do it. But in this case, the apprentice is paid by the Demon King Castle, and he is asked to learn..."

Hearing this, Dolly's expression brightened and she immediately turned around and asked, "Are you sure this is the announcement from the Demon Lord of the Demon Castle?"

Batum stroked his chin and nodded, saying, "I saw Lord Engla sitting on the stage. It must be the Demon King who gave the order himself."

Duo Li's expression lit up with joy, and she hurriedly urged, "Is there such a good thing? Why don't you go and sign up?"

Batum shook his head helplessly and said, "Hey, listen to me. I heard from that lion-headed demon that to be an apprentice, you need to be secretly trained for a long time.

Um... I heard other people explain this secret training, and it seems that it means that I can't go home for a long time. If I don't go home for a long time, what will happen to my family? So forget it..."

Batum waved his hands, obviously not wanting to consider this so-called apprentice, but Dolly rolled her eyes and slapped Batum again.

"You stupid guy, you can't go, but the eldest one can go! After all, it's the order from the Demon King. We all know how good Queen Margaret is to ordinary Mortals like us. Even if it's a secret training, she will definitely not harm us.

Isn't it just that he can't go home? Anyway, the eldest kid has grown up and will have to leave us to make his own way in the near future. Look at him now, he will probably join a gang. What's so good about gangs?

He might just disappear someday, and we won't even be able to find his body! It's better to let him be an apprentice, which is definitely better than joining a gang!"

Dolly's words immediately woke Batum up. Yes, although he couldn't go, he could let that troublesome kid go!

"You're right, bitch! I'll catch that bastard right now!" Batum stood up and rushed out of the shack, shouting, "Barrick! Where have you been, you bastard! Come back to me now!"

……

"name?"

"Barrick... Hey, why are you touching me, dad?"

"Be nicer to the foreman!"

Batum angrily slapped his son Barrick. Although Barrick was almost as tall as Batum, with the same height, his son was a little weaker in momentum.

The reason why Batum was angry was that when he found this bastard, he was fooling around with some gangsters, cursing at another gang on the street, and even threatening to have a knife fight.

Seeing this scene, Batum became furious. Damn it, why is he learning something else but following the gang to learn fighting?

Your father once took two bearded machetes and chopped all the way from the west of Troll Ridge to the south of Troll Ridge without blinking an eye, and escaped from that damn place.

I ran to the Demon King's City to settle down just to avoid having to fight with the devil every day.

You are so good, you were born in the Demon King's City, but you don't want to live a peaceful life, but run to a gang to learn how to fight with demons! ?

Eating too much raw yam will poison your brain, right? It's simply the opposite of heaven!

Although Barrick was somewhat indignant at being scolded by Batum, he shrank his neck and dared not resist when he saw his father's furious expression. After all... he really couldn't stand his father's iron fist of love...

Obviously, he is able to resist, fight and output in the gang, and being surrounded and beaten by several demons is just a piece of cake. But when he falls into the hands of his father, he is always beaten to tears.

He didn't understand why his father's fist hurt so much.

At this moment, Barrick's extremely fearful father smiled and took out a piece of sackcloth: "Hey, brother, this little bastard of mine is a little ignorant.

This... this is the new linen I bought, the material is very good, it won’t rub at all, if you like it you can keep it~"

The dog-headed demon in charge of recruiting workers raised his eyebrows, shrugged his nose, accepted the linen sent by Batum without saying a word, and nodded.

Then he glanced at the father and son in front of him, wrote down Barrick's name, and learned about his physical condition, age and so on.

After the standard process was completed, the dog-headed demon asked one last time: "Do you have any experience in handicrafts?"

Hearing this, Batum asked in confusion: "Ah? What is craft experience..."

"It's like making hemp shoes, hemp clothes, hemp ropes, and the like."

"Forehead……"

The father and son were immediately embarrassed. Shouldn't this be done by the wife in the family?

Seeing this, the dog-headed demon immediately understood and muttered, "Then there is none."

Then wrote a no craft experience behind Barrick's information.

The question from the dog-headed demon caused Batum to worry. He asked, "Um, brother, can my kid be an apprentice?"

The dog-headed demon raised his eyes and chuckled, saying, "Brother, if you really want me to tell you the truth, I can only say that I have no chance this time. Although you gave me a piece of sackcloth, you also gave me a lot of other things.

We only recruit 300 apprentices, but based on the current record, the number of people who want to be apprentices has exceeded ten times. Can you guarantee that your son will be one-tenth of them? So you might as well wait for the next wave."

"The next wave? There will be another wave of recruitment?"

The dog-headed demon nodded and said, "Yes, for the sake of your cloth, I will tell you something. It may take a few months after this round of recruitment to recruit the next batch of apprentices, and the number of vacancies will be much larger than this time.

You can let your son make some preparations. Anyway, let me remind you that it would be great if you can become an apprentice. The Demon King attaches great importance to this.

If you are well-informed, you will find that the military has suddenly taken action recently to clean up those beasts on the Black Rock River.

Why? We need to build a factory specifically for this purpose, and these apprentices will work there in the future. That’s all I can tell you, and you should prepare yourself well.”

After saying that, the dog-headed demon simply waved his hand to order him to leave and accepted the next demon to sign up.

After the father and son who were persuaded to leave the long queue fell into silence for a while. Barrick looked at the dog-headed demon who took the sackcloth but didn't help, and couldn't help but spit quietly.

"Dad, look, I've already told you that there's no chance. I might as well continue to hang out with the gang. At least if I become a key member of the gang, no one in our area will dare to bully our family..."

"Snapped!"

Before Barrick could finish, Batum slapped Barrick on the back of his head and shouted, "Does your father need a bastard like you to protect him? What kind of gang are you in? You don't even know how you're going to die in the future! Come home with me!"

"Go home... What can I do when I go home? I'm already an adult..."

"What are you going home for? Didn't you hear what that dog-headed guy said? Handicraft experience! Go home and learn how to make linen clothes from your mom!"

"What!? That's something only a woman can do..."

"You bastard, you are worse than a woman now!"

Chapter 55: The Ferocious Beast Engla

"One, two, three... get up! One, two, three... get up!"

With loud and vigorous shouts, the beast-headed demon soldiers carried huge cement bricks one after another and walked towards the construction site.

Irons was wearing a windproof coat and squinting his eyes to observe the vermicelli factory under construction. This was his first time to leave the Demon King's City and take a look at the Demon Realm outside the Demon King's City.

The harsh climate in the Demon Realm is not just talk. For example, the North Wind Highlands is called this name for a reason. Ever since Ains came here, the hot wind from the Gobi Desert in the north has never stopped.

The hot wind made Ains' face dry and hot, but even so, North Wind Highlands is part of the surrounding area of ​​the Demon King's Castle and is considered relatively mild.

The real Great Gobi Desert will be even worse than the Borei Highlands.

It was a rare occasion for Ains to leave the Demon King's Castle, so Margaret naturally stayed by his side.

"You got a lot of stuff from me..."

Irons looked at the shaped cement bricks carried by the monsters and sighed with a knowing smile.

Cement, this thing can be called the friend of time travelers. As long as you are involved in construction and governing the country, it is impossible not to tinker with this thing.

Of course, it was impossible for Irons to let go of cement. As early as when he followed Catalina, he had figured out the method of making cement and gave it to Catalina.