Heavenly Dao Formula

"However, according to Lathein, the Earl did not treat the rest of the tower harshly. Those who left got severance pay, while those who stayed were paid three years of salary according to the former lord's standard." Xia Fan continued, "This It seems that he was a military doctor before, and now he runs a nursing home, which can be regarded as his old job."

"Why did such a person find Azie?"

"Perhaps one of Azie's relatives is infected with the cold epidemic and needs a doctor's visit?" He guessed casually, "The main customers of that nursing home are middle-aged and elderly people, and wealthy merchants in Azure Fort generally don't choose to go there to see a doctor."

Not to mention nobles, dragonborn, like demons, are rarely troubled by illness.

These private medical institutions often serve civilians.

"So at present, these two people are the most suspicious." Li looked at Xia Fan and Qianyan, "No matter whether the person in the mirror is involved with any of them, it makes sense."

"I have the same opinion as Qianyan." Xia Fan nodded, "Then we'll see what's going on."

Li whistled, and soon a heavy voice came from the roof. After a while, he rolled and landed on the window sill, and then rolled forward and jumped into the house.

"Meow--!"

Li stretched out his five fingers to scratch, and then drew a big circle with his tail.

The latter turned around a few times, and beat the ground rhythmically with his front feet, and finally stood up, making a posture with his arms bent.

This set of movements made Xia Fan dumbfounded, and those who didn't know might think that the goblins were fighting and dancing.

"What are you talking about?"

Li patted Rolling's head and said, "I asked it how far the Azure Fort's sphere of influence has expanded, and it replied that 80% of it has fallen into its control, and it has collected as many as a thousand subordinates."

Xia Fan couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

Has the new uncrowned king of Blue Fort of Feelings been born here?

Gu Gun probably sensed this doubt, raised his head and let out a long meow. Immediately afterwards, a scene that made Xia Fan's scalp tingle appeared - wild cats came from all directions one after another, pouring into the house like a tide, within a few minutes, the room was full of cats Some of them even jumped onto the wooden table and approached Xia Fan with their tails upright.

But the attitude towards Li Yemao is different. The ones lying down and rubbing their feet, the ones rolling over and showing their bellies, their enthusiasm for making love is completely beyond words.

Only Qianyan was surrounded by a blank space.

The cats would rather take a detour than go near the living dead.

The little girl opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything—although her expression didn't change much, a trace of disappointment could be vaguely seen in her eyes.

"Okay, okay, I believe it, let them not come to me." If Xia Fan hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for Xia Fan to imagine that there are so many wild cats hiding in this building-you know they live in 3rd floor, not in the basement! God knows how these animals hide themselves.

Li endured a smile, and showed Gun Gun the portraits of the five groups of people in turn, and then took out the two most suspected ones and showed it to Gun Gun.

The latter meowed, raised his claws, and jumped out of the window. The rest of the wild cats followed immediately, ran up the window sill like a stream of water, and disappeared into the night one by one.

"It seems that bringing that guy is the right choice." Xia Fan fanned his nose and said, "It would be even better if it can prevent cats from being brought into the house."

Just like this, the house has already filled with the fishy smell of wild cats.

"I will remind it next time." Li chuckled twice, "By the way, where is the relative of the former lord? Are they still in Azure Castle?"

"Olina also asked this question." It was Qianyan who answered her, "But Ratherin didn't know too much about it. I only heard that quite a few went to the northern cities to seek refuge with distant relatives, and his wife It has died down."

"Really..." Li's smile receded, and he sighed softly, "I see."

She walked to the window and looked up at the ink-like sky, with complicated and difficult expressions in her eyes.

...

Clusters of torches and pyres were rarely lit in the hundred orchard. Although the flickering flames were far from bright, they were still enough to operate the machines.

Amidst the roar of the steam piston, a frame of drunken fruit was poured into a crushing cylinder and squeezed into a sauce, and the intoxicating aroma could be smelled from a long distance away. The workers who had just received a salary were full of momentum, and they were not tired of working overtime overnight. They yelled one after another, and they were chasing back little by little as they watched the progress dragged down during the day.

"The result is not bad, isn't it?" Philip and Goyle walked slowly around the factory building, "Even a donkey has to be fed a handful of fried beans once in a while."

This is true for the factory, but it may not be the same for Azie—especially after the incident spreads, and every big businessman knows that Pagoda has made concessions to the workers.

In the end, Gore still didn't say this in his heart, "The supervisors seem to have a lot of opinions on you. They are all worried about losing their jobs and being retaliated by the hired workers."

"It's a pity that they can't unite to strike and protest like the workers." Philip's tone was not lacking in sarcasm. "After all, it is the workers who maintain production, not the supervisors. If the former can really supervise themselves, then the latter is indeed an unnecessary expense."

"But if even they stand against us..."

"That is undoubtedly your responsibility, brother." Philip squinted at him. "It's all right if you can't keep a flock of sheep, can't you even control your own dog?"

"No, I'm just assuming." Gore quickly changed his words, "They are still willing to follow my command."

"That's the best." The steward said indifferently, "If these people overestimate their role, I don't mind replacing them."

At this time, a team of hired workers passed in front of the two carrying boxes full of drunken fruits.

Gore frowned involuntarily, and his face darkened.

The other party was the group he fired for stealing fruit, and it was also the source of the protest that turned into a strike.

Russ curled his lips, completely ignoring Gore's gloomy face, humming a tune and walking towards the sauce making machine.

Others responded in much the same way.

Only after Mollier bowed his head and saluted the two of them cautiously, did he catch up with everyone.

"Bastard——" Gore gritted his teeth with hatred. It took only a day, and the hired worker dared to turn a blind eye to him. What if it took another ten and a half months? "When it's time to replace them, I must let them know what it means to live and die!"

"Not everyone is like this." Philip looked at Morrill's back with interest, and whispered a few words in Goyle's ear.

"Brother, are you sure?" Gore said slightly surprised, "If Momora finds out, it may cause another disturbance."

"That's why we need some means and guidance." The steward stroked his beard and said, "...do as I say, maybe there may be new gains later."