"That's right—over a hundred buildings! And these little houses, whether for guards or ordinary serfs, so long as you work hard and show your diligence, you'll all have a chance to earn a little house of your very own!"
"As for how you can earn one, let me give you an example. The several carpenters and stonemasons in the territory, along with blacksmith John, will be granted little houses again tomorrow or the day after!"
"Because they have used their superb skills to aid the territory's development. The territory's achievements today would not have been possible without them, so their contributions are no less than those of men who fight and kill on the battlefield."
Nalant paused after saying this. Seeing the envy on everyone's faces below, he also saw their gazes dim slightly a moment later.
Because even carpenters and blacksmiths were beyond the reach of people like them.
That was precisely the effect Nalant wanted. Noticing the shift in their moods, he immediately said, "Of course, not everyone among you is a carpenter or blacksmith. Most of you only know how to farm and haul bricks!"
"But that doesn't matter. What I value is your hard work and loyalty. As long as you are working serfs, you are honorable. Therefore, when the next harvest comes, I will have the civil officer record your farming results, or how you perform at brick-hauling and other labor."
"If any of you grow the most grain by the next harvest, or work the hardest, then I will name those people Storm Territory's annual Model Farmers and Model Workers. Model Farmers and Model Workers will likewise receive little houses as rewards!"
Whoosh!
"Model Farmers? Model Workers? They can receive little houses too?"
"Th-this is true? We may not know how to fight, nor