The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

Fiona felt something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it, and in the end, she could only leave with her doubts.

That damn master must have done something strange and was afraid the maid would find out, which is why he left in such a hurry.

Fiona still understands Ron so well...

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Ron, having washed himself clean, let out a long sigh of relief. Recalling what had just happened, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Lucia is truly an incredible dragon. Even when she's asleep, she can still make such a commotion. It's outrageous."

However, he didn't dislike the water dragon girl; on the contrary, he felt that the visual impact of that scene was stronger than ever before.

It greatly satisfied my inner desire to conquer.

"Whoo~"

After changing into a clean suit, Ron left the camp and went to the farmers' settlement.

On the open ground, there were about six or seven hundred people, some sitting on the ground, others chatting with each other.

Although they didn't know what to do next, they put down what they were doing and gathered together immediately.

"Master, all the people are here."

Upon approaching, Fiona spoke respectfully.

"Ah."

Ron nodded, and when the farmers saw their lord arrive, they immediately knelt on the ground and bowed humbly.

"Lord Lord!"

They won't say anything nice, but they'll express the highest respect by kneeling on your knees.

"Everyone, get up."

Ron raised his hand and said directly:

"Next, I will announce an important message that concerns all of you and will bring you a bright future."

"it is good!"

"Thank you Lord Lord!"

Although the farmers didn't understand what the lord meant, they still got excited.

Never mind what's going on for now; when the lord speaks, we need to create a lively atmosphere.

"Next, it will be time to plant wheat. You will form a planting team of ten people and work together as a team to plant wheat."

Ron solemnly promulgated the squad farming regulations;

“There will be a harvest ranking every quarter. The top ten teams will each receive an extra reward of 20 silver coins, the top twenty will receive 10 silver coins, the top 30 will receive 6 silver coins, and the top 40 will receive 3 silver coins.”

He paused here;

"In other words, from now on you will not do more but receive the same amount of reward. The more you do, the more you will receive, and the more silver coins you will be paid. Moreover, the top-ranked teams will also receive additional resources such as meat as a reward."

Ron initially planned that only the top ten would receive a reward, while the bottom ten would be punished.

But after thinking it over, I still feel that this method is not very effective in motivating people, and punishment might lead to dissatisfaction.

Let's just rephrase it as a reward system.

In reality, the money comes from the people themselves; these rewards are the result of their hard work.

Of course, this is a great thing for the people, since they can get extra income every year.

"Thank you, wise lord!"

"My lord, you are the most generous lord I have ever met!"

The farmers, having understood, shouted excitedly, because the news was too astonishing. It meant that as long as they worked hard and their teams all made it into the top ten, they would earn 20 silver coins per quarter, and 40 silver coins per year.

This is equivalent to extra income, and the fact that they can eat meat gives many people hope for the future.

"That's not all. The next piece of news will be your chance to change your destiny."

Ron coughed once, then spoke with a serious expression:

"The top ten teams, with more than ten appearances, will receive an extra gold coin and an Outstanding Citizen Badge personally awarded by me. Furthermore, their descendants will have the opportunity to become glorious knights of my Leonard family."

These words, one by one, were brutally poured into everyone's ears.

The previous rewards had already excited the people, who decided to work hard to grow wheat and strive to improve their lives.

Only when life is good will the pretty widows in the territory be willing to live together.

Now that this news has come out, everyone is going crazy.

"Gold coins! Teams that rank in the top ten ten times will receive gold coins, as well as an Outstanding Citizen Badge personally awarded by the Lord!!!"

"With enough effort, our son can become a knight, and we won't have to grow wheat anymore. He can become a noble knight!!!"

"My lord, you are the most benevolent and wise lord we have ever met!!!"

Upon hearing the news, many people were moved to tears, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly in gratitude.

Gold coins were already important to them, but even more important were the medals of merit awarded by the lord himself.

For ordinary people like them, those at the bottom of society, this is an unparalleled honor, something that no amount of money can compare to.

Just imagining themselves standing on the stage, receiving the badge of outstanding citizen from the lord, makes many people tremble with excitement.

The last piece of news will drive everyone crazy: those at the bottom have almost no chance of turning their lives around.

Because social classes in this era had long been solidified: the son of a nobleman was a nobleman, the son of a wealthy merchant was a wealthy merchant, the son of a knight was a knight, and the son of a cow or horse was born to be cattle or horse waste.

Almost nothing will change.

But things are different now. The great lord has opened this passage, giving all descendants the opportunity to become noble knights.

"Master, you must keep your promises now, or I'm afraid they'll go crazy."

Seeing the people so excited they were crying and trembling, Fiona felt heartbroken.

Some people have things that are readily available to them, but these are things they spend their whole lives pursuing.

"Of course, even more will be realized in the future."

Ron knew that adding appropriate rewards would motivate them to work even harder.

This is also a good thing for them; at least their future lives won't be without goals, and their lives will get better and better.

Once the territory is well-developed in the future, Ron will add various welfare policies.

They wouldn't treat them like livestock, unlike other nobles.

“Fiona is yours. Divide them into 50 squads, excluding the women.”

Ron planned to be a hands-off manager, leaving such trivial matters to the maid.

"No problem, Master. You can leave it to the maid without worry."

Upon receiving the order, Fiona immediately categorized the squads according to age and whether they had any illnesses, in order to ensure that each squad had roughly the same personnel configuration.

There won't be a situation where one team is all young and strong, and the other team is all old and weak.

An hour later, under Fiona's arrangement, the fifty teams were successfully divided.

They have already been registered, so you can find the corresponding person in the team by name.

"From now on, each person will serve as a team leader for one day in order of seniority. Team members will supervise and report each other, and anyone found slacking off can be reported to the agricultural management department."

Ron continued to refine the team farming system, and as for farm management, he selected one person from among the people he brought from his home.

Taking turns as team leader has an advantage: it prevents power from becoming centralized. Once power becomes fixed, oppression will occur.

Rotating team leaders can effectively prevent such incidents from happening.

"Understood, Lord."

Fiona nodded and began to put the matter into action.

"As for the remaining people, you'll assign them tomorrow. There will be gathering teams, planting teams, breeding teams, and so on. Implement a reward system for each of them, but since they have fewer people, we'll use an individual system. You'll decide how to handle it then."

Ron was quite confident in his maid's abilities and would leave this matter to her to handle tomorrow.

"Don't worry, Master, I will handle this matter perfectly."

Fiona smiled confidently. She actually felt quite sorry for these people, so she would most likely allocate the personnel according to the fairest and most suitable plan tomorrow.

As for Ron, he still plans to go hunting tomorrow, but he will add one more thing to the hunt: to scout out the enemy situation near Cryton Valley.

After all, their arch-enemy Wilson Gray has most likely already arrived at the frontier. Knowing your enemy is the key to victory. It's best to investigate his situation first, in case anything goes wrong.

In addition, sentries should be stationed day and night near the swamp, so that Wilson Gray can have a warning if he launches an attack in advance.

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As night deepened, after announcing the squad farming system, Ron and the maid headed towards the dining room.

"Lilith, dinner is about to begin."