The more than three hundred slaves who were brought here dared not utter a word or ask a question when they first arrived. They did whatever their leader told them to do.
"Men and women are separated. There are 30 seats in the men's bathhouse and 20 seats in the women's bathhouse. Each person only has 15 minutes to wash their hair, take a bath, and scrub themselves clean!"
There are far more men than women in the territory, so there are more male seats than female seats in some public areas.
All the prisoners of war and slaves registered this time have orc blood. Most orc blood is stronger than half-orc blood, so those selected as soldiers are all of orc blood.
It would take at least two hours to wash over three hundred slaves.
After being washed, the slaves became part of an assembly line. Their messy hair, with mud and other impurities that couldn't be cleaned, was all cut off, and they were rinsed again with water. Then, bowls of wild vegetable porridge were served.
"One bowl per person, no more allowed!"
The slaves' eyes widened in disbelief. Some slaves, whose levels were close to high pollution, immediately picked up a bowl of low-pollution wild vegetable porridge and drank it down.
The dog's long, slender tongue licked every single grain of rice clean.
"There's oil!"
The vegetable porridge actually contained oil!
Everyone drank carefully and quickly, afraid that the lord would take it back.
"After you finish eating, rest for ten minutes and silently read the territory rules in front of you ten times. I will explain the territory rules to you one by one later! Remember, mistakes will be punished, and the lord will never show leniency! In addition, disrespect for female comrades is strictly prohibited within the lord's territory!"
The slaves who came out one after another accepted the rules of the territory, which really opened their eyes.
They were slaves, and these rules were meant to treat them as human beings!
"One of you with a child, please come out separately."
A tailor woman carrying a child came out.
"The child is three and a half years old, right?"
The woman nodded, trying to show that she wasn't a burden.
"She's very well-behaved and won't cause trouble. I'll share my rations with her, and she'll definitely not cause any trouble for anyone!" Having finally come to such a good territory, she absolutely doesn't want to be kicked out.
The little girl tugged at her mother's sleeve, sensing her mother's nervousness, and said cautiously, "I'll help you with a lot of chores, Mom. I eat very little..."
The girl registering the child patted the child's head.
"In our territory, children over three years old can earn their own food. Although they don't earn much, as long as they work hard, they can make a living!"
She called over a nine-year-old boy who was the leader of the children.
Golden monkey!
A skinny little boy with bright, sparkling eyes ran over, his tail long and thin.
"Sister Pigeon, did you call me?"
"I've brought you a new little friend. She was three and a half years old when I taught her crafts."
The skinny little boy nodded.
"Children aged three to nine can make small decorations by piece. The materials come from the local area. We can exchange ten qualified items for one or two ounces of low-pollution rice. But if the items are very beautiful, we can pay by piece at a ratio of one to two or even one to three. Your mother is a seamstress, so she can teach you when she has free time at home, but adults are not allowed to do the work!"
The three-year-old girl peeked out and tentatively asked, "Can...can I earn food too?"
"Of course you can. In our territory, as long as you work hard enough, you can survive!"
All the slaves clenched their fists.
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Qin Yiyi was in the warehouse, looking at the tent that Sid had brought back, muttering to herself.
"I still need to buy medicine at the medical station. I haven't bought any pork, beef, or mutton yet. I'm still considering whether to buy meat at this station, but winter is too long. If I buy meat now, I might have a chance to make some cured meat and sausages to dry and eat, which is one of the few things I can eat in winter. I also need to buy radiation crystals for the next 6 months in one go, but I'm short on gold coins. I need to go to the auction house quickly!"
Sid patted her on the shoulder.
"You're thinking too much about them. Sometimes slaves don't need to think that much. If one slave dies, there are thousands more to work. That's what the wasteland is all about!"
For the first time, Qin Yiyi shook off Sid's hand.
"Sid, have you forgotten that both you and my father were born into humble circumstances and witnessed the suffering of ordinary people? If my father had held such thoughts back then, you wouldn't exist!"
"If, under my leadership, ordinary people struggle hard but still cannot get enough to eat or wear, that is my fault; if, under my leadership, soldiers fight bravely but suffer a crushing defeat, that is my fault."
"Sid, the best state for a society is a virtuous cycle. My territory will never be like other territories. My slaves will become the sword in my hand to cleave the heavens and the earth!"
Sid was stunned and bowed deeply. For the first time, he truly regarded the young lady as a lord, not the youngest daughter of the Earl's mansion.
"I will definitely follow in your footsteps."
To the ends of the earth.
***
Several hundred kilograms of yarn and tents were hauled out.
"The logistics personnel need to be divided into a separate team. There are a lot of supplies in winter, and the logistics are not enough!"
"All the yarn shall be distributed according to the rules, and the tents shall be given to the new slaves!"
"Before purchasing medical supplies for the newly added tailor shops and medical points in the territory, first formulate the rules and regulations for the medical points!"
There shouldn't be any medical disputes in the wasteland, but relevant regulations and medical facilities need to be planned first.
"Weren't there two new nurses? Let those two nurses be stationed at the medical station!"
Qin Yiyi made the arrangements in an orderly manner.
The tents have been distributed, but the additional personnel are still not enough; they will need to be added during the next supply purchase.
"The tents aren't free. The cost will be deducted from your rations, and from now on, the tents will belong to you personally!"
The newly arrived slaves were given tents individually, and each one clutched their supplies tightly.
"The daily working hours, the scope of work, and the food rations received for the work."
“We understand, my lord!”
They hugged the tent, glancing enviously at the slaves beside them carrying yarn. But having a tent was already quite good! They shouldn't be greedy.
Then the lord said, "The new tailor is responsible for teaching everyone how to knit sweaters. There is also a batch of yarn that is being ordered. Newcomers who haven't received theirs yet shouldn't worry."
They bought yarn and over three hundred slaves, but clearly the yarn wasn't enough, and they needed to add more blankets. So Sid brought back the goods they had, and the couple continued preparing the rest, estimating that they would be delivered that evening.
The traveling merchants drove over in the dark at night.
"I'll probably have to sleep in this territory tonight. I'll go and find out what's going on. You stay here and watch over Nannan, make sure she doesn't have another attack!"
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