Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

When the two men reappeared in the fabric workshop, Niu Er was dressed in new clothes.

He looked at Si Ji's happy face and chuckled.

This guy finally came to his senses, and the brothers who were watching from the side were all worried about him.

The newly made cotton-padded jackets in the fabric workshop have a middle layer, leaving space for inner pockets, into which nail pieces of specific shapes can be directly inserted.

The armor plates sent from Taozhuang were slightly convex and were stamped in one piece. They were neither too big nor too small, and could be put on with a rope or directly inserted into the inner pocket of clothes, and could be combined into breastplates, arm armors, and skirt armors at will.

In order to take into account the convenience of replacement, the uniform shape of the armor plates, and the streamlined production process, Xie Xian made special optimizations. The only thing left was the helmet. She planned to use an integrated stamped iron helmet, just in case you could smell the grease when cooking in the future.

As for weapons, although the controls were not as strict as armor, she took performance into consideration and prepared spears. This thing is convenient and saves materials, has a long attack range, and is easy to carry. It can be used as a javelin in normal times and as a spear in legion combat.

It is indeed a perfect weapon.

Even if a swordsman encounters a spearman, the best thing to do is to turn around and run away, otherwise he will die in an inglorious way.

Melee weapons, that is, straight swords! But her current blast furnace capacity is completely unable to support this thing. She can only partially replace it and make do with it for now.

When traveling in winter, tents and cloaks are essential, and horses are not available.

There was no way around it. The Blackstone Guard was still too poor. The army had to walk wherever they went, and only a few wealthy families could afford their own horses.

In the past, whenever the guards went out to war, they had to provide their own weapons, armor, horses, and food.

I heard that the lady was planning to go out and suppress bandits in the winter. Although the weather was bad, Xie Xian had already given them too much. It was worth it even if they risked their lives to have meat once every three days.

Each team was training non-stop, and they were given new cotton coats and trousers, leather boots and backpacks, as well as new armor and spearheads. This made the guards feel warm, and with these they were already full of confidence in this winter's bandit suppression.

But then things got gradually outrageous. Xie Xian started distributing tents, coats, special military rations, fish floss, and dry noodles.

Then there is the one-piece stamped helmet, a powerful weapon that can be used for cooking. Xie Xian is a veteran patient suffering from the fear of insufficient firepower.

Now, whenever Liu Yu talked about the usage of various weapons and equipment, his eyes lit up. It was true that the Black Stone Guards had never fought such a rich battle before.

"With these equipments, it's enough for us to attack the city!" Niu Er clapped his breastplate loudly, his heart filled with passion.

Liu Yu held the shovel in his hand and slid it across the sharp tip. "Are you really preparing these to suppress bandits?" They all had a feeling it was unreal. The equipment was just too good.

But Xie Xian said that this time they were just going out for military training to improve their familiarity with the equipment, and the training of new recruits could not be left behind.

The main task is to run the routes and clear out the "road hogs" on the expected routes.

But as a modern person, Xie Xian's inherent concept is that if you are poor, you should use tactical interspersion, and if you are rich, you should use firepower coverage.

She now has no firepower and no crossbow, so they can't even get close to her. But she can't completely give up long-range attack methods, so she can only make do with bows and arrows.

Uncle Xie Liu's expression was indescribable. He had never thought that Xie Xian could arm his guards to such an extent.

Si Ji and his companions were also worried, feeling that their mistress would have to do something big sooner or later.

The profits from the mine were getting better and better, and the You brothers and sisters were busy every day.

Today is the clan's monthly grand council meeting. Xie Xian is usually busy outside, so she has to attend the grand council meeting. As the deacon of Blackrock Mountain, You Chun also came.

Xie Xian was walking quickly in front, and You Chun was following slowly behind.

"Aren't they already recruiting people?" Xie Xian didn't understand why the mine was still short of people when there were tens of thousands of refugees.

"The people who came here are unqualified and too weak to meet the standards set by the lady." You Chun said helplessly. It was you who said to recruit people, but it was also you who set the standard for recruiting people who do heavy physical labor.

Xie Xian paused and said, "The mine's recruitment standards cannot be changed, so let them recover!" She couldn't bear to let those who weighed less than 80 kilograms do heavy work like mining.

You Chun looked at Xie Xian with a subtle expression on his face. He had never seen a master like Xie Xian.

Who among the noble families cares about the life and death of the common people? Being able to get paid on time for working in the mines is already a great mercy.

"The camp manager said that the refugees voluntarily asked to go down to the mines."

Xie Xian:?

Seeing that she didn't quite understand, You Chun was about to speak when he heard a clear voice coming from the corridor: "Corvée labor is about to begin. Without money, they will definitely have a hard time getting through the winter!"

When I turned the corner, I saw Xie An in a moon-white robe walking towards me, with the same expression on his handsome face.

"Brother!" Xie Xian saluted.

"Greetings, Young Master." You Chun also bowed.

The two men looked at each other, and Zhi Mo behind Xie An took a step forward. This new deacon from Black Stone Mountain was quite skilled in martial arts.

Xie Xian ignored the quarrel between the two and just asked, "Isn't there an imperial decree to accept refugees and exempt them from tax?" She remembered that Bai Lingjun said that the disaster-stricken areas should have tax exemption benefits.

"Yes, there is a tax exemption, but corvée labor cannot be exempted." You Chun lowered his eyes, with a mocking expression on his face.

"That's not right. Didn't the previous work-for-relief program already count as corvée labor? They just arrived a few days ago, and they haven't even registered yet, yet they have to perform corvée labor!" Xie Xian's face was full of disbelief. What kind of nonsense was this?

Seeing Xie Xian's expression as if her cabbages were eaten by pigs, You Chun just found it funny. He tried to probe, "But there are no decent laborers in the refugee camp now."

Just kidding, not only in the refugee camp, but even in Que County, those who have a little bit of strength have gone to work in the mines.

"How to arrange the remaining people?" Xie Xian suddenly realized, "How many people are there?" She could not guarantee that everyone would have a livelihood.

"My clan called me here precisely for this matter, to see if there is any way to find some work for the remaining people." Xie An said calmly.

There is no way that only two or three thousand of the tens of thousands of refugees can enter the mine. If the rest of the people have nothing to do, it will be a disaster.

"Brother, what do you want to do?" Xie Xian asked.

"See if there is any place in the county that needs people, whether it's reclaiming wasteland or building roads." Xie An said.

Xie Xian nodded slightly. Reclaiming the land was also an idea. But since it was winter now, the effect would definitely not be very good. But at least it gave people hope.

You Chun glanced at Xie Xian and said, "You can make more money to pass the shifts if you have more jobs." Those who cannot serve in person can pay to hire someone else. This money is called "shift tax", but where does this money come from?

Xie Xian: I feel like both of you are implying something to me.