Chapter 25 Busy Life

Night falls.

The city hall only allocated a small amount of lamp oil to them, and many people were reluctant to light oil lamps. In the dark, some women were fetching water to wash clothes. After my sister nursed my nephew, she coaxed him to sleep. The little guy was very clever, and it seemed that he rarely saw him cry. George came back with a bucket of water from the well outside, and when his sister signaled him to take off his clothes and wash them, he simply found a corner and rinsed them casually. The daily necessities are all shared, and it is a bit troublesome for four or five people to use them. George still has some money in his hand, and plans to buy some daily necessities in two days.

There was a commotion from the small courtyard next door.

George glanced at his sister who had just put his nephew to sleep, stretched his muscles, and planned to go quietly to have a look.

There is a curfew in Modo City, but it’s just that they can’t go to the streets at night. It’s okay to walk around in the alleys of the accommodation area. Someone made it clear to them when they came.

The sound of prayer and praise can be heard next to the ear, that is the devout believers of the church.

Although the first day of arriving in Modo City was very busy, for many civilians who have just fled from the war, this busy and peaceful life is something to be grateful for.

They never expect to get something for nothing, they just hope that they can live a good life with their hands.

"congratulations!"

"Old Pete! Congratulations on your new house!"

"Come, have a drink."

"I wish you a speedy career!"

There were many people's voices in George's ears. The courtyard next door was very lively. Occasionally, patrolling guards passed by, and they just took a look and left.

There were quite a few people in the yard, some of whom George even knew.

Standing among the crowd was Old Pete, a blacksmith in his forties. George had met him in Fallen Leaf City, and he had even repaired his equipment.

What's going on here?

George saw a table set up in the yard. There were wine, meat and some daily necessities on it. Old Pete was thanking the people around him who congratulated him. When he saw George, he immediately pulled him over, insisting on buying him a drink, and boasted to the people next to him His force, said that he saw him kill a ferocious warg with his own eyes. George was not polite either. He took a sip from the wine glass, and then understood what had happened.

Old Pete is a blacksmith, and his craftsmanship should be quite good.

He has been making iron for decades, and has been learning forging since he was a child. His ancestors were all blacksmiths. Just the first day he came to Modo City, he was reused by the Ordnance Department, and he was assigned a house on the first day. Also received a placement fee. Today is saying goodbye to others, and tomorrow he will take his family and move to an independent courtyard three streets away. In the future, he will be a blacksmith in the Ordnance Department, and his status may be much higher than these people. It is estimated that he will be able to exchange his contribution for a piece of land in two years.

blacksmith.

A trace of envy could not help showing on George's face, it seems that people with a good craft will not suffer anywhere.

from their mouths. George learned that there seemed to be quite a few people like Old Pete, and those with a good craft could be placed elsewhere. Some were assigned to the Ordnance Department, and some were assigned to the Brick Factory. There are also some literate and educated people who have been placed in other places. These people who were selected because of their craftsmanship were immediately superior, and they had new homes in the courtyard the next day. The pay is also much higher than others. This can't help but make George feel envious, because he also wants his sister and nephew to live better.

It didn't take long for the people to disperse.

After a hard and busy day, many people fell asleep on the bed.

George also went back to rest soon, and my sister was reluctant to light the oil lamp. He was mending his clothes with a needle and thread in the small courtyard, and talking to the woman who lived in the next room from time to time.

The night gradually darkened.

The weather in May was not bad. George slept directly in the small courtyard. The biggest difference from the past was that he slept very peacefully tonight.

For to him the terrible war was over.

The night passed quickly.

As soon as he got up the next day, George rushed to go to work. He had nothing when he arrived here. Although the city hall distributed some relief supplies, those things would not last long at all. No one thinks that the city hall has lost money. On the contrary, many people are very grateful. For George, as long as he has a job, he can support himself and his family. There are many people who think like him.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

In just three days, a lot of changes have taken place in the small courtyard where George lives. All the pots and pans are complete, and he bought some fabrics to stuff a new dress for his nephew. What he wants to do most now is to have a small courtyard of his own. The rooms where refugees are housed are too crowded and there is no private space at all. My sister has to hide in the room if she wants to take a bath. It is obviously difficult to change a house just by being a coolie. George still plans to find a way to join the army. In terms of personal strength, he thinks he is not much worse than those guards.

People are very adaptable.

In just a few days, many people have adapted to the life of Modo City. They work and rest every day after sunrise. Their lives are very regular and orderly. Full and often can eat meat. In the beginning, people exchanged work points for food, but gradually many people began to save like the aborigines in this city, hoping that one day they could save enough to exchange for a house or a little land.

I heard that it is much cheaper to change the wasteland outside, and many people plan to reclaim the wasteland by themselves.

George was originally born as a commoner, so it is no problem to cultivate land. As an advanced fighter, he is strong enough. If possible, he hopes to have some land next year.

Although he has nothing now, he is full of confidence in the future!

………………

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

George seems to be getting more and more used to the busy and fulfilling life in Modo City. The city is constantly expanding, and new changes can be seen every day.

The road in the east has been built for hundreds of meters, some flowers and plants have been planted near the square, how many acres of land have been reclaimed in the south, where the ditches have been dug, and the wood in the southwest has been felled. Now they have to walk more to move the wood road. Anyway, it's all trivial things, but everyone here seems to be very busy, even the officials and foremen run around every day. The laws and regulations here are very strict, and officials will be punished even if they fail to complete their tasks. Occasionally he was able to meet some slaves whose living conditions were much worse than theirs. Compared with them, many people were very satisfied and grateful.

I heard that another slave got the status of a freeman yesterday. It was quite strange to hear such a thing.

Because in the outside world, a slave will always be a slave.

from time to time.

George could see the bipedal pterosaur soaring over Modo City, which would fly towards the sea every day, and then fly back before dark.

Maybe people are used to it, and people are no longer afraid.

I have never heard of the flying dragon attacking people. After the initial fear, many people felt excited after seeing it, thinking it was a symbol of luck. But no one else is allowed to approach it. George heard from the guard that it is the pet of the "little princess" in Modo City. No one has seen this little princess yet, but I heard that she is a very powerful spellcaster. Occasionally, a mysterious witch can be seen in Modo City. She is the hostess of Modo City. She appears for a short time each time, and only assigns new expansion tasks to officials of the city hall.

Since the establishment of Modo City, the pace of expansion has never stopped.

George was lucky enough to meet the mysterious witch. She was a beautiful and noble witch, and she rarely appeared in front of ordinary people.

The core of George's life still revolves around his sister and nephew, who is just one year old.

As the only man in the family, he has the responsibility and obligation to make his only sister live better in a strange environment. As an advanced fighter, his strength far surpassing that of ordinary people finally caught the attention of others, and he got a chance to pass the assessment to enter the city guard. George decided to take advantage of this opportunity, so he honed his martial arts at the end of each day. There are many guys in Modo City who seem to be very strong, but George also has his own advantages, that is, he is only 20 years old this year, and he has a lot of room for growth in the future.

at dusk.

George returned to the lodgings with a bolt of linen, and it was time for my sister to fill in a new dress. The one on him was torn by work, and it was best to make another change of clothes.

The bustling port can be seen from the heights of Modo City.

There and Modo City seem to be two different worlds. Some people yearn for the prosperity and richness of the port, but George prefers the quiet life full of order in Modo City.

the next day.

Another new half-elf was sent here. George met them in the morning. From their eyes, George saw a trace of anxiety, which made him smile. Maybe when he just came here, he and his sister were too. Are they the same as these people in front of you?

However, they are expected to adapt to life here soon.

Because they are all civilians.

They are born to rely on hard work to support themselves, and hard work in Modo City can make their lives better and better.

George plans to buy some meat for his sister after he finishes his work today, because it may be because of the hard work recently, and his sister's milk is not enough for his little nephew.

Thinking of the one-year-old little guy with big black eyes, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

He looked at the house on the other side of the street.

Compared with the congested environment here, it was much cleaner and tidy. George couldn't help but clenched his fists. If he could pass the assessment and join the army, he would be able to move his sister into a separate small courtyard in a short time.

Although it is a small brick house.

But for them, it is a new home, a hope.

This is Modo City.

A place full of life, vitality and hope, although he has just arrived here, George has a sense of identity with it.

This is the power of order!

……………(to be continued ~^~)