Chapter 346 Skilled Immigrants

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After the knights of Kant's collar were sent away and the daily work of approving documents was completed, the whole day had passed.

Gawain came to the window and looked at the giant sun that was gradually sinking outside. No matter how many times he looked at the sun in this other world, it would give him a sense of shock. The pattern of atmospheric turbulence pushed open the window of the study.

A cold wind immediately poured into the room and swirled through every corner of the study—although it was already the month of recovery, it would take a long time for the weather to get warmer, at least during this period, every morning and evening. The wind is still quite powerful.

Gawain didn't mind the coldness. Instead, he liked the feeling of clearing his mind under the cold wind, so he took a deep breath against the cold wind, but there are still people here who are afraid of the cold: A black shadow emerged from the nearby air almost instantly, rushed forward and slammed the window shut tightly, and muttered while closing the window, "You have a problem, it's a cold day. Open the window and freeze to death..."

It turns out that the best way to force a Shadowmaster out of stealth, aside from throwing flashbangs, is to open a window.

Gawain looked at Amber, who was muttering and muttering in disbelief: "Guardians like you usually won't survive to get off work under the hands of other lords..."

"If you were an ordinary lord, I wouldn't be your valet." Amber turned her head and stuck her waist confidently. Judging from her appearance, she should be ready to say a few more words, but before the girl continued to speak, a burst of food The aroma of the smell had passed through the crack of the door and drifted into the study, the half-elf thief sniffed without dignity, "Wow... today's barbecue is so fragrant..."

Gawain also sniffed the smell in the air seriously, feeling a little strange: "It doesn't seem to be Betty's craft?"

"I won't analyze it with you, I'm hungry to eat!" Amber said quickly, waving his hand, opened the door in the blink of an eye and ran out, leaving Gawain behind, shaking his head dumbfoundedly, and followed out of the study.

Many aristocrats are accustomed to formulating a lot of dining rules, not only to pay attention to the priority order of the seats, but also to stipulate the positions of the servants during the meal, the music to be played, and even the placement of the plates and the number and orientation of the candlesticks. They all pay attention, and they will take pride in implementing such strict dining rules, and regard it as the embodiment of their "civilized people", but the dinner of Gawain's family is different from that of other nobles - the Cecil family itself is in decline. A hundred years later, the table manners have been very simple. After their ancestors unveiled their coffins and expressed their dissatisfaction with a bunch of people standing next to them while eating, the remaining dining rules were even more omitted. Seven, seven, eighty-eight, until now, basically there are only two things left: "the ancestors can eat after they are seated" and "wash your hands before eating".

When Gao Wen came to the restaurant,

He saw that Heidi and Rebecca were already waiting for him at the dining table. Even the sea-monster, who usually didn't leave the door very often, was sitting at the table and waiting for dinner, while Betty was busy setting the table next to him. There are cups and plates and knives and forks.

Gawain walked to the dining table and glanced at Tyr with a smile: "It's rare, are you interested in going out for something to eat today?"

"I heard there's a new cook coming," Tyr said while wagging the tip of his tail slightly, "I'm curious, so I'll try it~~"

"New cook?" Gawain was stunned for a moment, then looked at "Big Housekeeper" Hetty curiously, "What new cook?"

"Santis is back," Hetty explained with a smile. "With the last convoys into town in the evening, it hasn't had time to report to you. He also brought his family, his father Paul. Mr. Alside is a cook, and it happens that there is a shortage of cooks in the family right now, so I will let him try it."

"Has Santis come back... It seems that it is indeed in time for the beginning of spring," Gawain showed a look of joy, and then he muttered, "But their family has just arrived here, so they should take a day off."

"Mr. Bauer took the initiative to request," Heidi said helplessly. "You should understand that he left the capital and came to a strange place. He needs to settle down as soon as possible in order to feel at ease."

"Yes," Gawain nodded, then looked up at Betty and asked the little maid with a smile, "How is the new cook?"

"He's a very powerful person!" Betty nodded vigorously and said admiringly, "Better than me!"

The girl spoke very calmly, without any sense of crisis that her "kitchen status" was threatened. It seemed that as long as she didn't move her pan, it would not affect her "right" to put dishes in the restaurant and take care of the lord. No opinion at all.

Gawain even suspected that even if someone moved her "rights", she would not know how to resist.

While he was talking, Amber couldn't bear it anymore. This half-elf, who never knew what rules were and was used to eating with Gawain's family, quickly cut a piece of barbecue and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he shouted indistinctly while inhaling hotly: "Huhu...this...this is really delicious..."

"Really so delicious?" Tyre gave Amber a suspicious look, then poked the food on the plate with the tip of his tail, and then tried to cut a piece of meat into his mouth and chewed it twice Afterwards, she swallowed the food expressionlessly, "It still doesn't taste like it, but I'm looking forward to it."

"You're talking nonsense, don't you know that you don't have a sense of taste? You shouldn't have such expectations that don't conform to the laws of nature," Gao Wen gave the sea caterpillar a blank look, then tasted the new chef's craftsmanship and nodded with satisfaction, "Yes , let that Mr. Power stay here. But more than that, I want to know how many people Santis brought back with him?"

Hetty had long known what Gawain was concerned about, and immediately replied: "About a hundred craftsmen of various types and twenty-three scholars entered the city with him, as well as three apprentices and a low-level mage. "

More than 100 craftsmen and more than 20 scholars, this is still an acceptable number for Gao Wen, so many intellectuals or technicians are very useful in today's territory, but after hearing about mages and mages After the number of apprentices, he couldn't help frowning: "There are so few mage and mage apprentices? Only one official mage?!"

Amber also swallowed the contents of his mouth hard, and stared: "Could it be that even ancient mages like Kamel are not attractive to the mages of Wangdu?"

Hetty seemed to be deliberately trying to scare people. After seeing the reactions of Gawain and Amber, she smiled and said the following words: "In addition, there are nine official mages and more than 20 apprentices led by them on their way. —One of the wizards was even mid-level."

When Gawain saw Hetty's smile, he knew that his always dignified granddaughter had a rare skin, but he fully understood Hetty's desire to "skin"—

Nine official mages and more than 20 apprentice mages! There's even a mid-level mage inside!

Although in the current system of the magic industry of Cecil, the personal spellcasting level of a mage is of little value, but a higher mage level usually means a certain achievement in mathematical ability in addition to higher talent. , which is quite useful!

It is impossible for Santis to not know the requirements of the magic industry, so the people he brought must have been screened and reviewed. This batch of mages and apprentices is a huge sum for Cecil, who is in urgent need of technical talents. treasure!

Arranging a trip to the capital for Santis is indeed correct. Compared with the deserted and remote southern border, the center of the kingdom where Ansu has been operating for 700 years must have more sufficient human resources. In cities with dozens of magical organizations, such as the Royal Mages Association, the Wizarding Society, and the Magic Research Association, there are quite a few low-level mages and apprentices...

"Santis has already left a stronghold in the capital, and has been conducting public activities in the name of long-term recruitment of talents. According to your previous instructions, 'Witch' Jibree and 'Quick Legs' Pierce will maintain the operation of the stronghold after Santis leaves, Hetty continued, "So in the future, there should continue to be technical personnel being sent over - as the Cecil Region continues to develop, there will be more and more talent transfers."

Gao Wen listened with joy and satisfaction and nodded. After Hetty finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at his eldest granddaughter: "Don't pant when you talk in the future."

Hetty lowered her head exaggeratedly on purpose, with a very serious tone: "Follow your teaching—"

Gawain smiled and waved his hands again and again: "It's alright, alright, if it continues like this, it will be another Rebecca."

Across the table, Rebecca, who was lowering her head and trying to compete with the steak, immediately raised her head: "Why is it still my business?"

The girl was wielding a knife and fork to compete with the food from beginning to end. She hardly heard any topic at the table. It was at this time that she heard someone calling her name, so she raised her head reflexively.

Gawain was in a very good mood at this time. Seeing Rebecca's cute expression, he felt much cuter than usual, so he couldn't help but say to her, "Go back and prepare, your Magic Technology Research Institute is a Gotta get busy - didn't you complain before that practical engineering needed too many people and was always unavailable? Well now, you have at least a hundred apprentices to train, and you have to get those in the shortest time possible. Rune craftsmen, organ masters, and rune masters are trained to become magic wizards."

The more than 100 craftsmen and scholars brought by Santis are indeed urgently needed talents in the territory, but it is not easy for them to adapt and learn the "technical needs" of Cecil's territory, except for the instillation of Cecil's laws. In addition, they must also learn a lot of basic craftsmanship and theoretical knowledge of the magic industry. From traditional craftsmen to magic technicians is the first step for them to become Cecil technicians.

But fortunately, Rebecca once led a group of "problem people" with worse foundations to toss and toss, and tossed those people into skilled magicians, so Gawain was not worried about this at all. It seems like a stupefied head, but in fact, a stupid roe deer with extraordinary talent will not be able to lead a group of smarter and more obedient teams.

The Magical Technology Research Institute on the territory has been completed a few days ago, and several large laboratories and practical workshops have been reorganized. Now is a good time to train apprentices.

Of course, everyone can't be stuffed into the Magic Technology Research Institute - Gawain also plans to select some suitable scholars from those scholars and send them to the Santis belt and transform them into teachers in the General Academy.

If there are rune masters who are particularly talented in the theoretical field, they should also be sent to the Rune Research Institute in batches.

Rebecca listened to her ancestor's words in a daze. She didn't pay attention to a few drops of broth sticking to the corner of her mouth. When she finally understood that she was going to have a big team soon, the girl immediately became excited and jumped up on the spot. A cheer: "Wow!"

Then he threw the fork in his hand to the ceiling.

Gawain looked up at the fork on the ceiling, and then looked down at Heidi, whose face had turned dark.

He sighed: "Come on, hit it softly."