The ropes rubbed against the wooden gallows, making a creaking sound.
Davin , whose neck was wrapped by a rope, was instantly hung up high. His face turned red instantly as his breath was suffocated, his two eyes bulged out desperately, his mouth made a humming sound of struggle, and his body shook slightly.
However, his movements soon became smaller and smaller, until he turned into a rigid corpse, hanging on the gallows like a piece of dead wood.
"Ugh—"
Seeing Davin, the vicious prisoner being hanged, the crowd below burst into enthusiastic cheers.
Jason Liu turned around and walked off the wooden platform when Davin was hanged. To be honest, although he had heard about Davin's crimes and wanted to hang him, actually watching this deserving prisoner with a terrifying face hanged by ropes gave Jason Liu lingering fears, and he didn't dare to watch more.
After all, he was still an ordinary person living in a modern peaceful period, and it was difficult for him to be like a northerner who was used to seeing life and death.
No matter men, women, or children, looking at Davin, who was hanged and showed a hideous and terrible face, they were not afraid. Instead, they were elated.
Jason couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this world was backward and barbaric, and he was glad that he was born in a peaceful, stable, prosperous, and powerful country.
After the execution, Domiton's body was temporarily hung in front of the cafeteria to warn those who were restless.
Jason Liu instructed Jon to take him down and burn the body in two days.
"The injured woman named Mira—arrange for her to help in the kitchen. Um, give her another three months' salary. Hope she can get some comfort," Jason Liu sighed slightly, thinking of the poor woman who had lost her husband and child.
"Yes, my lord!"
Jon, who was temporarily in charge of managing the finances of the logging yard, replied, and then said, "Sir, the workers have been working in the logging yard for a month, and I don't know when you will decide to pay the wages. Um, mainly because the workers below are also looking forward to it. I'm talking about this in private. If I don't mention it, I'm worried that it will make them unable to work hard."
Jason Liu was stunned. He didn't expect a month to pass so quickly.
However, the wages of these 2,000 workers were 200 gold dragons, which was really nothing to him who held more than 100,000 gold dragons.
"Has the silver deer exchanged at the Easter store arrived?" he asked casually.
Because each worker earned 10 silver deer per month, and 2,000 workers needed 20,000 silver deer a month, Jason Liu had already arranged for Lena and the others to collect as many deer coins as possible when doing business, or to avoid using the golden dragon and the silver deer with the merchants .
"It has been shipped two days ago, and it is now stored in the barracks!" Jon said immediately. "Because we don't know what your plans are, we didn't dare to move the money until you came back and decided."
Jason Liu nodded and ordered, "Well, I see. Since one month is up, let's send their wages. After all, this is what I promised, and there must be no mistakes."
"Now?" Jon asked, looking at him.
"Right now. Let the workers work here today, get paid, and it's time for dinner!" Jason Liu thought this was a good opportunity to do both.
Just now he had shown his ruthless and stern side. Just handing out the wages would help these people recall his generosity and kindness.
Simply perfect!
Jon asked him if he wanted to send it in person. Jason Liu was not interested. He asked Jon, McCann, Marb, and Bud to take the soldiers to pay the workers. Then he went into the lumberyard warehouse area.
This warehouse, which covered an area of dozens of acres, was divided into several large areas covered by wooden sheds, except for the high wooden walls on the periphery.
Under these sheds were the logs cut by workers and transported into the storage area of the warehouse.
The passages specially reserved between the wooden sheds in several areas were for the freight carriages that pulled in the logs.
"Have you calculated how many logs can be piled under these wooden fence areas?" Jason Liu asked the mason master beside him while watching.
Hearing this, Old Torrant discussed with a few masons around him, and finally reported a more conservative figure, "600,000, sir, at least 600,000 logs with a diameter of 30 cm to 50 cm can be stacked."
"So few?"
Jason Liu couldn't help frowning. How can only 600,000 logs be stacked in this tens of acres of land?
"Sir, because logs can't be stacked too high. If you can double the height, it's no problem to stack millions of logs, just..."
Speaking, Torrant scratched his bald forehead and said helplessly, "If you want to stack higher, not only do you need a matching hoisting wooden frame, but also more manpower to be responsible for hoisting. I'm afraid it will be difficult to keep up with the speed of log transportation."
Jason Liu thought about it for a while and couldn't help but feel frustrated by this backward manual operation method. Although he really wanted to bring modern mechanical equipment over, he had to consider the problems of electricity and oil. They would need to buy a generator, which returned to the problem of oil.
It would be more troublesome to purchase diesel oil on a large scale , unless you set up a diesel supply station yourself, or found those smuggled oil dealers to buy it.
But of these two methods, the first one was more troublesome, and the second one was illegal, and he refused to do it.
And he was also worried about whether these northerners could control modern equipment well, which was also a problem.
Anyway, there was no urgency at the moment. The log stacking was low, and 600,000 was enough for Fusion trading to handle and sell.
Of course, it was impossible to store 600,000 trees in the warehouse without moving, and he would continue to transport some of them back to modern times, which could ensure that the warehouse would have space for stacking at any time.
First, he had to deal with the low-yield period of logs in the previous few months. When Fusion trading bought the wasteland next to the warehouse and expanded the scale of the warehouse, he could transport 100,000 or 200,000 logs in sequence. There would be enough space.
Even if it was not enough, they could put logs in the wolf forest for the time being and not pull them back. Later, when there was space in the warehouse, they could pull them again.
He specifically proposed to let the masons build this warehouse just to avoid people's eyes and ears when transferring logs.
Protecting logs from rain and snow was just a bonus.
Now that the warehouse had been built and could be put into use, Jason Liu decided to divide some of his staff now and start logging and pulling logs into the warehouse.
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