Game Of Thrones : Merchant of Two Worlds

There was no shortage of people who had been hit by tree trunks or cut with gasoline saws.

Moreover, only these 2,000 formal lumberjacks were paid. Their families and children also had to do other work on the lumbering farm, but they could eat in the cafeteria for free every day and receive clothing provided by the lumbering farm.

Jason Liu used a monthly salary of 20 silver deer to hire each family of lumberjacks.

Of course, although these lumberjacks worked for him and received wages, they still had to pay taxes to their own lords.

In any case, the lords could be paid directly in coin, which was better than working hard to grow food on the barren land in the North.

Fortunately, the villagers that Jason Liu had summoned were all people under Winterfell's rule and loyal to the Stark family.

Anyway, as long as they kept paying taxes to Winterfell!

If you had money, you could buy food from high-yield areas. The northern part of the country already had low grain production—so you just needed to buy more.

In this way, after the logging farm was built, Jason Liu directly converted the 2,000 construction workers, who were originally hired, into lumberjacks.

Their families and children were also allowed to live in the newly built residential area of the logging farm and became new residents here.

In order to assign houses to these hundreds of families, he had to work busily for two days.

Finally, each family was basically given two rooms, and almost all 200 two-story wooden houses were occupied.

For a while, the new residents of the logging camp, who had settled into their new homes, were all beaming. Their faces looked much rosier and healthier than when they first arrived two months ago. Many even had some flesh on their faces and bodies.

The numbness in their eyes had completely disappeared, and their shabby, messy linen clothes full of patches had been replaced with neat and clean blue labor uniforms.

Coupled with the strict hygiene requirements of the logging farm, these new residents had clean faces and hands. They washed their hands and faces with soap every day and bathed every three days. Defecating anywhere was strictly prohibited.

They were not allowed to drink raw water. Several large plastic buckets outside the cafeteria were filled with boiled water every day. If they were thirsty, they could only drink the cooled boiled water from these buckets.

Although the villagers were not used to this at first and complained privately about the many rules in the logging camp, under strict management—and after punishing a few offenders—they all became obedient. No one dared to violate the rules anymore.

Surrounded by his subordinates, Jason Liu casually inspected the logging yard.

He checked the faucets attached to several large plastic buckets lined up outside the canteen. These buckets were filled with boiled water.

The plastic buckets and their connected water faucets were ordered by Jason Liu from the modern world. They had been transported here and installed directly.

When he turned on the faucet, clear and warm boiled water flowed down into the sink below, and the drainage pipe at one end carried it into the sewer.

The drainage pipes from the canteen, bathhouse, and laundry of the logging camp were all connected to the sewer system, which discharged directly into the lower reaches of the tributary of the Bairen River outside the camp.

Anyway, there was no heavy industry here, so discharging directly into the river was acceptable. All the water used in the logging camp came from upstream.

To ensure water supply for more than 4,000 people in the camp, Jason Liu had brought in a set of water pumps and a water tower from the modern world. These were installed not far from the riverbank.

Several wooden houses had been built specially to house diesel generators and water pumps.

The base of the water tower was made of stone, and the cylindrical stainless steel tank rested on it, connected to the pump and the camp's water supply pipe.

Fortunately, the diesel generator only needed to power the pump, so the daily fuel usage wasn't too high.

Jason Liu used the name "Ironwood Timber Co" to purchase diesel and gasoline from the gas station, which was enough for both the generators and the gasoline saws used in the logging operations.

Today, Jason Liu, along with Barron and the others, arrived on a horse-drawn carriage with 300 sets of solar lighting equipment. They planned to install energy-saving lamps in all the wooden houses of the logging camp.

Three hundred lighting kits meant 900 energy-saving lamps. For the lumberjack residential area, if each two-story house used two lamps, 800 lamps would be needed.

The remaining 30 sets of solar lighting equipment were sufficient for the military camps, cafeteria, and hospital.

Of course, the most important place was the school built next to the barracks, right beside the hospital.

It was called a school, but it was essentially a few large and bright wooden houses with rows of wooden tables and benches—evoking the style of rural primary schools from the 1990s.

Jason Liu reached out and patted one of the rough long desks, nodding slightly. "Have you talked to the families about their children going to school?"

At his words, Jon, Bud, Marb, and McCann looked at one another.

It was McCann who spoke first. "Sir, we've notified the workers about the school, and they're all willing to let their children come here to learn reading and writing. But... no one can teach them!"

The terms "school" and "going to school" had been introduced by Jason Liu. After a brief explanation, Jon and the others had understood the concept.

Naturally, the lumberjacks welcomed the idea. After all, learning was something that only nobles could usually afford. It was a rare and precious opportunity for their children to learn for free.

So, as soon as the news was announced, all the workers registered their children under the age of 14.

In a short time, the school had nearly 500 boys and girls aged between 5 and 14.

However, because no one was available to teach reading and writing, the newly built school stood unused.

"My lord, the idea is great," Marbu said with a grin and a grimace, "but we really don't have anyone who can teach these children. Besides Bachelor Qyburn and Jon, no one in the lumber mill can even read or write!"

Though these soldiers were learning simple spelling with Jon at night, most of them were already 17, and learning was still difficult for them.

Rather than study dense letters, Marbu would rather practice more hours on the drill field.

"My lord, I really don't have the time to teach the children," Jon said quickly as Jason turned his gaze toward him. "Just teaching 200 soldiers every night is already exhausting!"

Jason Liu instinctively looked at Bachelor Qyburn, who wore a gray bachelor's robe and always had a kind smile on his face.

If the learned bachelor could teach the children himself, it would surely be very effective!

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