Chapter 244 Identity Registration

Outside the city walls of the western border, the fugitives, under the guidance of the soldiers of the First Army, underwent an unprecedented identity check. 〔

Barov naturally knew that the population was the wealth that His Royal Highness Roland valued most. In order to bring these people back to Border Town, His Highness spent a lot of gold dragons, and even sent the first army to expedition to the capital. When the bill from the Margery Chamber of Commerce was placed in front of Barov, he almost dropped his jaw in shock.

For more than half a month, the caravan provided charter fees, transportation fees, food supply fees, etc. combined, and it actually cost more than 2,000 gold dragons, which is equivalent to the selling price of four steam engines. If it hadn't been for the deposit for the renovation of two sailboats received last month, the financial statements would probably be in deficit this time.

After the fugitives came back, the tedious and huge statistical work fell on him. Almost all the officials and apprentices of the city hall were dispatched, and wooden sheds and passages were set up at the foot of the city wall, and these people were classified and recorded in the files. Looking at the fugitives who were slowly passing through the checkpoint in more than a dozen lines, Barov seemed to see a group of moving coins.

Compared with the long queues of ordinary civilian registration offices, the channel for professional talents he was personally in charge of was much quieter. So far, only fifty or sixty people have passed.

"I'm... a carpenter," at this moment, a middle-aged man approached cautiously, "I heard that any craftsman can get a residence?"

"That's right," Seni Dali asked, "What's your name? Can you read?"

This former wolf knight has done well in the Ministry of Agriculture, at least he hasn't made any mistakes so far. Barov is very satisfied with his vision of people. This time, although it was a population census, there were only so many literate people in the city hall, so I had to bring people from other departments along.

"Uh...Master, my name is Marcel." The other party paused, "I don't know how to read."

"Can't read and write?"

"Yes." The middle-aged man lowered his head and said.

"Okay, carpenter's word..." Seni rummaged through the stack of questionnaires for the form marked with the word carpenter, "ah, I found it. Let me ask you a few questions."

This set of preliminary examination methods was conceived by His Royal Highness. He gathered craftsmen from various industries together, asked them some professional knowledge and corresponding handling methods, and recorded the answers to form a set of inquiry forms. In this way, as long as you ask a few questions against the form during the review, you can immediately know whether the other party is lying. When he saw this lie detection method for the first time, Barov couldn't help but want to applaud the devil's small mind. If he didn't work in this industry, most civilians wouldn't know about these things. If a person wants to pretend to be If so, just two or three questions will make you speechless.

"What is the tool used to smooth the surface of the wood?"

"It's... a push planer, my lord."

"What kind of saws are commonly used?"

"Frame saws, pull saws, and the occasional hand saw when cutting small pieces."

After a few questions, Marcel could almost answer them, and his tone of speech gradually became smoother.

"Well, it seems that you are indeed a carpenter." When Seni was about to record the person's name on the identity registration form, Barov stopped him.

"grown ups?"

"Don't make judgments so quickly, first look at his hands." He looked at Marcel, "Extend your hands."

Marcel was stunned when he heard these words, and spread his hands in confusion—the skin in the palms was extremely rough, with many soil particles mixed in the cracked lines, and there were thick calluses under each finger. Looks weather-beaten.

"If he was a carpenter, his palms shouldn't be so rough, especially the two fleshy pads under the palm, which will become smooth and hard when rubbed against wood. In addition, carpenters often need to use black paint to draw outlines, so the palms It will be stained with a large amount of black ink that is difficult to wash off, and it will become black instead of yellow." Barov said calmly, "Also, he always looks away when he answers-many people recall In the past, he would inadvertently show similar expressions when remembering things that were not commonly used in the past. If he was a carpenter, he should answer very naturally."

"Is...is that so?" Seni's eyes widened.

Barov looked at the surprised Marcel, and said in a deep voice, "You should have heard the warning from the soldiers of the First Army when they summoned you. Any act of impersonation, deceit, or refusal to register will be severely punished. Mine, or be expelled from the Western Territory, now, do you still think you are a carpenter?"

"No, my lord, I was wrong!" Marcel couldn't help but knelt down on the ground, "The carpenter is my neighbor, I just watch him work from the sidelines!"

"Let's line up over there."

Seeing the other party run away, Seni said in shock, "My lord, how do you know these things?"

"During the month of demons, I did a census for His Highness. I have dealt with every carpenter in the town, so I wrote it down by the way," Barov replied pretending to be careless. Seeing the expression of shock and admiration on the knight's face, he felt a sense of pride in his heart.

Although the devil's methods are ingenious, they will eventually be deceived by some people. Only people like myself can fill the gap for His Highness.

Moreover, under the influence of His Highness, his way of dealing with problems recently has become different from the past... Barov couldn't help but secretly lamented that civilians like this would definitely have to be punished with thunder in the past, in order to deter those ready to move . Letting him go now is probably to save some golden dragons for His Royal Highness—after all, every fugitive is worth a lot, and if you don't work for Bianjiang Town for more than ten years, it's not worth saving them from thousands of miles away. The cost of shipping out.

When the next fugitive passed the professional inquiry, Saini did not register immediately, but turned his attention to Barov.

He looked at the interrogate for a while, nodded and said, "You can record it, and I will take him to His Highness to have a look."

Passing through the opening of the city wall, on the other side is the shed set up by Roland Wimbledon, which is also the last checkpoint.

Here, they will be personally questioned by His Highness, and if they are found to have no problems, they will be able to obtain a "Resident ID Card" and become official residents of Border Town. At present, there is a shortage of housing in the town, so the craftsmen can only be given priority to live in. As for the fugitives without special skills, they have to wait for another two or three months outside the city walls.

Barov also had an ID card—it was a piece of colored cardboard, about the size of a palm, with his face painted on the upper left corner, which looked like a real person, with his name and address written in the middle and number. On the back of the piece of paper is the emblem of Graycastle's two guns, as well as His Highness's signature seal. Whether it is the paper itself or the film wrapped around it, the material is very strange, whether it is soaked in water or baked on fire, it cannot damage the ID card in the slightest.

There is no doubt that this thing must have been made by the witch named Soraya. His Royal Highness Roland seems to be planning to extend the ID card to the whole town. In the future, no matter whether it is buying food or paying salary, you must receive the ID card.

After awarding the medal to the eldest lady of the Pine family at the award ceremony, His Highness obviously no longer intends to hide the existence of the witch, and Barov no longer wants to care about who is right and who is wrong between the devil and the church, and even... he began to think I vaguely hope that His Royal Highness Roland can defeat the church and completely unify Graycastle.

There is no doubt that the higher the position His Highness stands, the richer the rewards he can get.

Of course, there is still a long way to go before this step, which can be considered later. Now that the population of the town has surpassed the Longsong Fortress, His Highness also revealed to him the plan for building the city in the coming year—once the fortress is connected, most of the western region will be integrated into a whole, and its scale will undoubtedly surpass the capital of the king and become the most magnificent city in Graycastle. City, and as the head of the city hall, what kind of promotion will he get?

Barov is full of expectations for the future. .