Chapter 31 A Twenty Percent Raise for Literacy
Kyle stood under the notice board, reading the announcements aloud for those who couldn't read.
"Stone workers, aged fifteen to forty-five, paid in wheat or a day's meal, literate for supervisory roles, with a twenty percent wage increase."
"Plasterer, aged fifteen to forty-five, paid in wheat or a day's meal, literate for supervisory roles, with a twenty percent wage increase."
"Porters, aged twenty to forty-five, paid in half a kilogram wheat or a day's meal, literate for supervisory roles, with a twenty percent wage increase."
Kyle read out over a dozen of recruitment, wiping the sweat from his forehead, tirelessly helping everyone.
These were the jobs his father, Vincent, used to do, but Vincent had been called away by Henry, and Kyle had taken his place. Today, Kyle had also been recruited by the Lord's Mansion, earning one hundred and ten copper coins a month, just ten coins less than his father.
Kyle was proud. He was able to read, which meant a higher wage than others. He was grateful to his father, who had used a stick to force him to study when he was young.
He thought his child at home was also a reading age, and he should prepare a stick, just in case.
"Mr. Kyle, are these job postings true? Does Henry need so many people to work for him?"
"Yes, there's not much to do now except for the autumn harvest."
"If it's true, we don't have to buy wheat at five copper coins per pound. I'd rather work for Henry."
Kyle smiled and waved his hand, saying seriously, "Don't worry, everything written here is true. Everyone can go to the Lord's Mansion to sign up. It's starting soon."
"Great, I'll go. I trust Henry."
"Such a good person, I'll go too, to make those grain merchants unable to sell their wheat."
"A twenty percent raised for the literate, hahaha... I'm literate, I'm literate..."
"So nice to be literate. I regret not studying hard when I was young."
Kyle immediately thought of the academy he had opened at home and shouted, "Those who want to learn to read can come to my academy in the evening. It's only two copper coins a month."
"Really? Just two copper coins?"
Kyle nodded, "That's what Henry decided. We'll teach reading for two hours in the evening."
"Wow! I want to sign up. I'll go to Mr. Vincent's house to learn to read tonight."
"A twenty percent increase for the literate, I'm definitely going to."
Kyle praised Henry in his heart. He had really done a great job of igniting everyone's enthusiasm for reading.
"Sir, can anyone sign up for the job?"
Suddenly, a voice in the changing sound period sounded from the side, and Kyle instinctively replied, "Yes, as long as you're willing, you'll get wheat for your work."
"Thank you," the person politely thanked.
Kyle turned his head and saw a thin figure with a circle of burlap on his head, "What a waste, using so much burlap to cover his head."
He quickly returned to his enthusiastic work and continued to read the city planning.
"Everyone whose home is in these areas can go to the Lord's Mansion to register, and Henry will help you build a new house..."
There were many people in front of the Lord's Mansion. Wyatt was maintaining order, and Vincent and a few newly recruited people were registering the applicants.
Gabriel touched the burlap on his head. He had sneaked into Eldoria and used the burlap to cover his pair of horns, which was the coat of another male beastman so that he would not be exposed.
His heart was beating very fast, afraid of being discovered as a beastman. If discovered, he would be sold as a slave when he was alive.
This was what Ellie had said: Never reveal the beastman's identity in front of the human; otherwise, he would be caught and sold as a slave.
Gabriel came to inquire about Mila and then heard that as long as he worked, he could get wheat. He immediately took action, thinking that his companions had not eaten enough for a long time; at least a pound of wheat could keep them from starving.
He casually found a team to line up, his face stiff, and he was very vigilant to look at others.
It was finally his turn after half an hour. The girl who helped him register was an ordinary girl of sixteen or seventeen, the kind you could see on the roadside, with a little freckle on her cheek, making her full of vitality.
"What's your name?" The girl smiled slightly and asked softly.
"Ah?" Gabriel was a little at a loss at the girl's smile, and he was a little shy.
"Hmm? What's wrong? Don't you have a name?" The girl's eyes were fixed on Gabriel, asking softly.
"No, I have a name. My name is Gabriel."
Gabriel didn't know what was going on, but with a look from the girl, his heartbeat soared, a feeling he had never experienced before.
"Gabriel? How old are you? Where do you live?" The girl asked.
"I... I'm fifteen, I live, live..." Gabriel stammered, obviously not a good liar.
The girl looked up, having already encountered a few reactions like this, and said softly, "Do you live outside the city?"
"Yes, yes!" Gabriel quickly responded.
"What kind of work do you want to do? If you're fifteen, you can go and work in the mud. It will be easier," the girl suggested softly.
"Okay." Gabriel nodded blankly.
"Just a fool." The girl covered her mouth and laughed, quickly wrote, and then picked up a bamboo card from Gabriel and instructed, "This bamboo card cannot be lost. You have to take this card to get wheat or eat after work."
"Okay!" Gabriel nodded blankly and quickly ran away before taking the card.
"The human is not so terrible, go back and tell Ellie at night."
