I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 187 Division of Labor

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"My late master..."

Zi Yi tried to speak.

Seeing that Li Mosi was looking at him without making a move, he continued speaking.

"So we first exploit their obedience, then achieve results to gain their approval. Is that right?"

Zi'an nodded.

That's what she thought too.

"That's right, you're right."

Li Mosi glanced at the three people in front of her.

"You have done good deeds and made others happy. Even if others do not fully agree with your rule, most people will not rebel."

Zi'an frowned.

"Why is it that even with happiness, most people still don't resist?"

So why must that small minority resist?

"Because nothing is certain. No one can be sure that everything will happen according to a certain pattern."

Li Mosi looked around, but her gaze finally settled on her two disciples.

"Don't view anything as a set of rules that are bound to happen. Everything changes, and the only correct approach is to adapt to these changes."

"Will a seed necessarily grow tall in spring? It might freeze to death, or it might be eaten by birds and wild animals."

"Does a river always flow in one place? It may dry up, or it may change its course."

"Does doing good deeds always bring rewards? Without the power to guarantee them, you might end up being harmed by greedy people."

"There will always be people filled with jealousy, and there will always be people filled with greed. But most people still want to live a happy life by following the rules."

"Controlling these people will ensure the stability of your rule. But also be wary of the small minority, lest they deceive the majority."

"Leaving aside other things, just consider the noble families and their stewards or soldiers; these people usually side with the nobles. And the church members, they also like to use doctrine to deceive others into obeying them..."

"That's not deception! Mmm!"

Just as the saintess was about to speak, Li Mosi pinched her lips shut.

Not everyone in the church is like the pastor here!

The vast majority of people still follow the rules!

He then looked at his two disciples.

"The church always uses all sorts of unverifiable stories to tell others what the world looks like, how to do things, and to control their minds."

"Ughhhhh!"

Does your story really prove anything?!

"I won't go into too much detail, just get the general idea. As the tribe's population grows, the same things will become increasingly complicated, and I'll teach you how to solve them then."

"I understand, Master."

Ziyi and Zian nodded to indicate that they understood.

The saintess was stunned.

This craftsman always has a whole set of principles to offer.

If it weren't for the different content being said, she would have felt that the craftsman in front of her was practically an archbishop in charge of education!

Li Mosi touched the copper bowl in front of him with the back of his hand.

While they were talking, the broth had become warm.

Since things have come to this, let's eat first.

The three of them, master and disciples, took bowls and began to eat.

Zi'an poured the entire bowl of broth into his mouth in one gulp, chewed a few times, and swallowed it directly.

Li Mosi and Zi Yi weren't in such a hurry.

The saintess watched them silently.

After swallowing a piece of horse meat, Li Mosi looked at Hagi Saint, who was standing there in a daze.

"What are you waiting for? Eat quickly, we still have work to do after you finish eating."

"what?"

Hagi Saint looked at him and blinked.

"Should I eat it myself?"

Upon hearing this, Ziyi and Zian both widened their eyes.

They looked at Li Moss, then at Hagi Saint, and finally looked down at Hagi Saint's hands.

if not?

Are you a baby?

Zi'an felt her mind go blank again.

"Don't you have hands now?"

Looking at Hagi Saint's pampered little hands, Li Mosi didn't know what to say.

It's not uncommon for hands to be placed before time travel.

But in this era, most nobles couldn't afford to raise such a pair of hands.

"oh oh."

The saint stared blankly at the bronze bowl in front of her, then reached out and tried to pick it up.

Yes!

She's free now!

She felt a little happy.

But before she could even laugh, her hand instinctively withdrew.

"Ouch! It's hot!"

Li Moss saw that Hagi Saint looked troubled and was rubbing his robes hard with both hands.

Is it hot?

He tried touching the bronze bowl in front of Hagi Saint.

No, buddy.

Based on his experience of going through the water heater before it was turned on, the temperature was around 42 or 43 degrees Celsius.

Looking at Haki Saint's troubled expression, he suddenly felt that saying Haki Saint was raised in an ivory tower was perhaps giving the ivory tower too much credit.

Ziyi and Zian also touched the copper bowl with puzzled expressions.

Is it hot?

Zi'an opened his mouth as if to say something.

But she heard footsteps approaching from behind.

The three of them turned around and saw Farol carrying a wooden bowl and walking towards them, with the little boy following behind him.

The group couldn't see what was in Farol's bowl, but the little boy's bowl was indeed empty.

"grown ups."

Farol stopped a few steps away and cautiously spoke.

"I've finished eating."

Li Mosi casually pointed to the large pottery jar behind him.

"Go scoop some more after you've finished eating. Get back to work after you've eaten your fill."

"Yes, thank you, sir."

"Thank you, sir!"

After thanking the little boy, Farol pushed him along by the back towards the pottery jar.

Li Mosi turned her head and glanced in the direction of the pottery jar.

The tribespeople had received the broth and were sitting in the open space eating it.

The nine team leaders who were chosen to serve meals remembered their responsibilities and ate directly by the earthenware pot.

Seeing him look over, Greedy Meat, who was about to scoop a second bowl of meat for himself, gave an awkward but polite smile and casually put the spoon back into the pot.

For some reason, Farol led the little boy to the meat-loving man and handed him the wooden bowl.

There's work to be done.

Greedy Meat breathed a sigh of relief and immediately filled his bowl with a spoon.

The little boy also received a second bowl of soup.

Li Moss then turned to look at the people.

They were watching Farol and the little boy intently.

Seeing that they had actually eaten a second bowl of meat, the craftsmen and their families got up and walked back to the large pottery jar.

Seeing this, the people also got up and followed suit.

But he was blinded by his greed for meat.

Why is he the only one listed here?

He was even thinking of secretly ladling himself a second bowl!

Greedy Meat instinctively exchanged glances with the eight team leaders beside him.

"hey-hey."

"Hahahaha."

The other five goblin leaders laughed, and the three new tribe leaders followed suit.

Big Tooth, who was closest to him, moved the pottery jar directly to his feet.

As a result, he was so greedy for meat that he only got rice and didn't have a chance to scoop a second bowl for himself.

After all the people received their second bowl of meat, he could only stare blankly at the empty earthenware jar.

Li Mosi tightened her lips.

Farol's role as a respected local figure and leader is truly exceptionally useful.

If it works well, then use it more often.

Just as Farol was eating his sixth bowl, Li Moss walked up to him.

"Farol, this territory doesn't have a steward yet. I intend to have you temporarily assume the role. Are you willing?"

Farol immediately knelt down, holding the bowl.

"My lord, your benevolence far surpasses that of the Valos family by tenfold. I am willing to obey you!"

What are you saying?

Does this adjective exist locally?

hiss……

It seems there really is!

This is based on how much grain each household has!

Li Mosi tightened the corners of her mouth.

"it is good."

He helped Farol to his feet.

"I've come to talk to you about the work assignments."