Roland closed the book and let out a sigh of relief.

The arrival of the Witches of the Sleepy Isle will undoubtedly inject immeasurable vitality into Neverwinter's industrial manufacturing, but ...... There are also several thorny problems in front of him.

One of the biggest is the issue of remuneration.

They belong to the Maleficent, are in principle under Tilly's leadership, and their willingness to be hired is up to their own volition. Although Tilly's attitude towards him has changed dramatically, Roland feels that he can't say anything about getting him to retract his promise and use the other party's relationship to drive witches.

In other words, the job plan in the book is just his own plan, and how much he can really achieve depends on how many witches in the Sleeping Spell are willing to devote themselves to the wave of production.

Talking to them about slogans like "labor is the most glorious" and "labor changes destiny" must have had little effect, and expressions such as "for the homeland" are of little significance, and for them, the only place that can be called a home is Sleeping Island.

Roland believed that anyone would fall in love with the city and see it as their own if they lived for a few years, but not now - it was normal for a newcomer to be subconsciously wary and apprehensive about a strange place, and he could not wait until a few years later to develop industry, so in the end it was up to the pay.

In short, there has to be a desire to drive them to work.

He had previously asked Tilly about the bounties offered by the witches to Fiordland merchants or explorers on the Sleepy Isles, which were quite expensive, mostly in the tens to hundreds of golden dragons. Although the money was used by Tilly to buy basic necessities, the witches still used the primitive quota distribution among themselves, and lived a very poor life, but this does not mean that they have not seen money.

What's more, now that thirty percent of the golden dragons earned from the Chaos Drink trade are at Tilly's disposal, it is predictable to take a small part to improve the living standards of her companions. In other words, even if the witch doesn't work, she won't starve to death, and she will even live much better than on the island.

So I'm afraid a few golden dragons alone won't work.

And I'm not afraid of low pay, I'm afraid of comparison--most of the salaries of the Witch League are between one and three golden dragons, why should they be higher for outsiders? Even if the latter's salary is raised, it is easy to attract criticism: it has not changed much in almost two years, and the witches of the Sleeping Island will rise as soon as they come, so does the treatment of the old man still have to rely on the newcomer?

Even if the members of the alliance wouldn't say that, Roland wouldn't want to do it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the nightingale who was lying on the chaise longue and looking through the comic books.

Probably sensing his gaze, Nightingale turned slightly sideways, "What's wrong?"

A perfect curve.

No, now is not the time to think about this, Roland cleared his throat, "How long have you been here?"

"Two years, eleven months, and twenty-six days," said Nightingale, sitting up straight, "what do you ask this for?"

So precise?

"I remember paying you two gold dragons a month at the beginning, right?"

"Ah, at that time," she smiled indistinctly, "yes, twice as much as Anna, and I refused." Later, it was your repeated pleadings that I reluctantly agreed to be your personal guard. ”

What kind of pleading, obviously you saw Anna spend her adult day safely, went back to dissuade Hakala, and then completely fell out before deciding to stay, okay? Roland rolled his eyes secretly, "Then over the years, have you ever felt that your efforts are not proportional to your gains, and have you considered leaving?"

"What do you want to say?" The smile on Nightingale's face froze and was replaced by a hint of panic, "I...... Why leave?"

"No, it's just an analogy," Roland immediately realized that this sentence was easy to cause ambiguity, and quickly changed his words, "The point is the first half of the sentence, will there be any witches who think that the salary is too low?"

After confirming that he was serious, Nightingale seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and a flash appeared in front of his desk, "How is it possible? A golden dragon is already half a year's income for ordinary people, and we are not working harder than those workers, so naturally it is not disproportionate." Besides, even if you have a sum of money, you don't know where to spend it - after all, you usually don't have to worry about food and clothing, and such a life is already a life that you can't think of in the past. ”

"Maybe not every witch thinks so......"

"Strange if you don't believe it, you can ask Wendy," Nightingale said confidently, "she knows more about her sisters than I do. ”

"Well," Roland shrugged, "and it just so happens that this matter also needs her opinion. ”

"What's the matter?" she asked curiously.

"Secret, but you'll soon find out. Roland smiled slightly.

......

"Your Majesty, I've never thought of it that way!" Wendy arrived, unexpectedly reacting more violently, "Even if you don't pay you, I want to build this place - I said that Neverwinter is the new sacred mountain of witches, and the other sisters are working for you with the same expectations! ”

"Uh...... Okay, I'm just gathering opinions," Roland suddenly felt a little moved, he touched his nose, and turned his head, "Is there anything you particularly want?"

"This ......" Wendy was stunned for a moment, and the nightingale was already blinking quickly at her. "If I had to say it, I think ...... That one...... Maybe...... If only there was one more bottle of Chaos Drink every month...... That's it. ”

"Are you too?" Roland looked at the nightingale.

"Is this a wishing game?" the latter chuckled, "since it's casual, then I think two bottles would be better." ”

Sure enough, he had a rough framework in mind for the reform of witches' pay.

If there's anything more precious than money, it's something that is hard to buy with money. Evelyn's Baiwei Savern may also be frequented by witches, but the high price tags will discourage most people from choosing cheaper fruit wines in favor of cheaper cider – not because they can't afford it at all, but because their consumption philosophy will discourage them from investing in such luxuries.

What's more, the chaotic drinks sold in the liquor house are all old varieties, and the low sales volume makes it difficult to replace the inventory, and in terms of freshness, it is not as good as the new ones that are distributed every month.

What if the Chaos Drink, which was originally intended as a benefit, was turned into a special purchase?

It can be called a point system, or a dual currency system, and you can get a witch's exclusive reward through work, and then use this reward to exchange it for something that the golden dragon can't buy, doesn't the work itself become attractive? At the same time, it also avoids the sense of disparity caused by increasing salary.

In addition, the special purchase is not limited to the Chaos Drink, he has countless ideas in his head, which can ensure that if it is attractive enough, it will not be imitated by others, and it is truly impossible to find anything other than this one.

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