Liu Yuhan put all the pots and pans, dried vegetables, and brown rice and coarse black cloth bought in the capital city in his room, and moved these things to the living area of the workshop with his father.
The Liu family and the villagers had already roughly cleaned the living area.
Liu Yuhan looked at the place where he lived. It was a large courtyard surrounded by male and female dormitories, separated by a high wall in the middle. Each male and female dormitory had a large door for entry and exit, which fully guaranteed privacy.
Outside the gate of the men's and women's dormitories is a huge hall surrounded by three walls. There are benches and long chairs inside, which are divided into two areas. Men sit on one side and women sit on the other.
There is a large kitchen on the left side of the main hall, and a large washbasin on the right side of the main hall. The areas for washing dishes and washing clothes are separate.
There are two large vats next to the pool, which are filled with water. The water is led by bamboo and flows into the vats continuously. A ditch is dug under the vats to drain the water, and the water in the pool is also drained out.
The dormitories are arranged in a long row, with three bathrooms at the back, each combining a shower and a modern toilet. Both male and female dormitories have the same facilities.
The dormitories at the pig farm also needed three more bathrooms, and each workshop had its own male and female restrooms.
There are ten dormitories for men and women, each of which is about 30 square meters. Liu Yuhan went into the dormitory and took a look. In accordance with her previous requirements, each dormitory had three wooden beds of about one meter in length. There were also three simple wardrobes, three simple tabletops and stools in the dormitory to match the wooden beds.
There are windows on both the north and south sides. The windows are slightly larger and higher, and curtains are made of fine cotton cloth, which ensures light and ventilation as well as privacy.
The walls of the house are made of adobe, but they are plastered with white lime, the tiles are thicker, and there is a layer of wooden ceiling under the herringbone tiles, which can provide some insulation effect.
The floor of the room and the floor outside the room are compacted with fine stones and fine sand mixed with yellow mud, so that they will not get too dirty on rainy days.
Several bamboo racks were built against the high wall separating men and women, which were used to hang bedding and clothes for washing.
The fifteen indentured girls were almost all packed up, and Liu Yuhan called them together. Liu took a pen and paper to re-register their information.
"Tell me your name, age, what you are good at, is there anything wrong with your body, and what you can't eat? Tell me everything." Liu Yuhan said to them.
"If you want to tell your story, you can."
"Please ask Madam Xiaodongjia to give me a new name."
"Don't force it. You can use your original name. If you are really not satisfied with your current name, tell me."
"Little Master, my name is Daya, and this is my biological sister Erya. I am 18 years old, and my sister is 16. Our mother is dead, and we were sold by our cruel father and stepmother. Please give us new names, Little Master."
Daya and Erya knelt down in front of Liu Yuhan. Their faces were tanned and their bodies were a little thin.
"Hurry up and get up. Don't kneel down without any reason in the future. The same goes for others."
"Da Ya and Er Ya, I will give you new names. You will be called Su Zi, and your sister will be called Su Mu. These are the names of traditional Chinese medicines. Your indentures can take our surname Liu. Are you willing?"
"Thank you for the name, Master. We are willing to accept it. Master, my sister and I can pick some herbs. Our mother was a midwife."
"OK."
Liu wrote it down.
"Young Master, Madam, please give me a new name. I am a prostitute, 18 years old, with no family. I can play music and sing, but I don't want to be sold as a prostitute."
A woman came out, with a pretty face and a clear voice. She was as delicate as a willow in the wind and bowed to the two of them leisurely.
"Then you should be called Wuyou, which is also the name of a herb."
"Thank you for the name, Master. I would like to call you Wuyou."
"My name is Baizhi, I'm 23 years old, and I'm the daughter of a scholar. My parents died for some reason, and my family property was seized by my relatives. I had no choice but to sell myself. I can read and write, and I used to work as an accountant in the inner courtyard." An elegant girl in a white shirt came out and saluted the mother and daughter.
"What did you do in the Huo Mansion before?"
"I was the general's wife's first-class maid. Unfortunately, the general's wife passed away. I didn't want to leave the general's mansion, so I came to the Huo family's manor."
"Then why do you want to leave Huo's Manor now?"
"Slave girl, slave girl is unwilling to give up and wants to take back my parents' property."
"Okay. Baizhi, come over here and record with my mother."
"Thank you, little master."
"Please give me a name, Madam Master. I am 16 years old. My previous family was a wealthy merchant, but I was sold because they fell into poverty. I can sew and cook."
A plump, round-faced and cheerful girl stood up.
"Oh, what kind of food are you good at?"
"I can make snacks, noodles, buns, dumplings, and wontons. In short, I can try anything that can make food."
"Well, that's great. So your name is Qingdai, right?"
"Thank you, young master. I am willing to do so."
"Please give me a name, young master. I am 21 years old, can read and write, and can do housework. I was married but divorced, and then sold by my brother..."
"Then your name will be Honeysuckle. I wish you good fortune and happiness in the future."
"Thank you, young master, for the name."
"Please give us a name, young master. We are from the same village and are over 17 years old. Bandits massacred our village before and our family members are gone. We came to Huo's manor to sell ourselves. We can do housework and mend clothes." Two girls, one tall and one short, stood up.
"What was your last name before?"
"Our last name is Wang."
"Let's call the tall girl Wang Nanxing and the other girl Wang Yunhua. Is that okay?"
"Thank you, little master, for the name."
"Please give me a name, young master. I am 22 years old. My family used to be bodyguards. I know some martial arts and can read and write." A tall girl with a resolute face came out.
"Your name is Banxia?"
"I am willing."
The next six girls were originally the cleaning maids of the Huo Mansion, and they all used their original names.
Liu Yuhan asked them to pack up first and arrange the specific things to do tomorrow.
Liu Yuhan took her mother, Baizhi Banxia, to the men's dormitory next door and recounted the veterans' names, ages, specialties, and any injuries.
After visiting the neighboring farm, I went to the pig farm on the mountain to register the information of 18 people from five families. With the help of Baizhi and Pinellia, the registration was completed quickly.
These registrations are very important. Although they cannot fully understand the person now, at least they know the general information of the person, so they will have a rough idea of what to do and what work to arrange and employ in the future.
It’s better to have an assistant!
Baizhi and Banxia are the oldest girls in the group. They look very mature and steady, and their handwriting is vigorous and powerful.
Banxia also knows martial arts. I'd like to spar with her someday to see how good her skills are.
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