Chapter 445: Striving to Achieve the KPI (Twenty-Five) [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
There are also connections between displaced people.
This is what Shen Tang has her eye on.
By using this group of refugees who hated the rule of the Ten Crows Royal Court as a starting point, they aimed to gather as many "ambitious individuals" as possible and incite conflict within the Ten Crows from within. However, while the idea was good, these refugees were mostly the elderly, weak, women, and children, and they lacked food and clothing, so their fighting strength was extremely limited. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to be easily overrun by Xu Quan and his hundred men.
If they want to be of any use, they need to be provided with ample food, which is also key to winning over other displaced groups.
Lin Feng was unaware that he had been given another burden.
She was summoned by Shen Tang to inquire about the army's food reserves.
Lin Feng glanced at the number and composition of the refugees and quickly calculated the approximate expenses in his mind. She said solemnly, "My lord, although our army has surplus supplies, it is not enough to feed these people. Although they are refugees, they are also people of Shiwu. Their nature is fickle and cunning, and they are by no means good people. They do not deserve sympathy. It would be better to kill them to avoid future troubles."
In short—there's a food shortage!
Even with over two thousand people in my family, the food supply is quite tight.
Instead of adding a thousand more mouths that can't be used or put to any immediate value, it would be better to kill them all.
Yes, it saves costs.
Lin Feng did not hide his thoughts.
Even when he said he would kill all the prisoners to save on military supplies, he said it with a smile. Shen Tang did not interrupt him, but listened carefully.
Finally, she said, "Of course we won't supply them with our military rations. The next target is just around the corner. After we take it, we'll just hand over the tribe's grain storage to them. That way, we won't waste it every time, and we'll make the best use of it."
Seeing that his lord had already found a solution, Lin Feng no longer objected, but simply handed over his estimated cost data.
Her work style is similar to that of her teacher.
Even internal affairs are handled in the same way.
Shen Tang glanced at it briefly and got a general idea of what was going on.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Lin Feng: "It is my honor to be able to relieve my lord's burden."
Shen Tang laughed and said, "Alright, I know. After the Ten Crows matter is over, I'll give you a long vacation. Being calm is a good thing, but at your age, you should be more lively and carefree so as not to have any regrets." Sigh, you're becoming less and less like an eleven-year-old.
But then I thought, many eleven-year-olds are still playing in the mud with snot running down their noses, while Lin Feng already has the air of a scholar. As an elder, it's hard not to feel gratified and proud.
Lin Feng bowed and withdrew.
He returned to his tent amidst the awe-inspiring gazes of the soldiers, and from afar he saw Gu Chi's guards and confidants standing outside the tent.
Lin Feng quickened his pace and stepped forward.
He asked, "Did Military Advisor Gu give any instructions?"
The man bowed and said, "The strategist ordered me to send someone over. This person is special, so please keep an eye on him, Registrar Lin."
It also explained the origins of the slave boy.
"special?"
A person who can be described as "special" by Mr. Gu...
How bizarre would that be?
Until she saw the quiet and reserved slave boy.
What's wrong with his hair?
"Commander Xu said that his hair was dyed later, and he specifically instructed me to convey that he hoped Registrar Lin could make him hand over the secret recipe for dyeing his hair. As for the rest, Registrar Lin can decide everything else."
Lin Feng: "..."
Lin Feng said, "Go and report back to the two of you. I understand." Since it was a task assigned by the master, it had to be completed flawlessly.
The guards and trusted confidants took their leave.
Lin Feng coldly said to the slave boy, "I pity your pitiful background, so you will settle down here from now on. As long as you have a stable life, you will have food to eat. It's hard to call you without a name, so I will give you one. From now on, you will be called 'Sparrow Head'."
The slave boy finally reacted.
He said calmly, "Okay."
Lin Feng: "You should respond with a 'yes'."
The slave boy obediently lowered his head and said, "Yes."
Lin Feng asked again, "What skills do you have?"
The slave boy looked bewildered.
Lin Feng: "Are you good at serving people?"
The slave boy shook his head: "...I am the youngest son in the family. I have been pampered since childhood and have never learned to serve others."
It turns out that the slave boy was indeed a pitiful child whose family had fallen on hard times—his parents had committed a crime, and he was implicated and enslaved, then sold by a trader. Because of his exceptionally beautiful appearance, the trader thought he was a rare commodity and took him to a distant place far from the tribe to sell. His hair was specially styled to fetch a high price, and he was eventually bought by a salt merchant who was returning with a full load of goods.
This also explains why he doesn't seem to have experienced hardship.
The youngest child of a wealthy family.
"You sound educated, do you know how to write?"
The slave boy nodded obediently.
Lin Feng asked, "Why didn't you tell me about your background just now?"
The slave boy stammered in a low voice, "I was so frightened by those two that I didn't know what to say..."
In layman's terms, it means a lot of pressure.
Lin Feng was his "peer," which made him less nervous.
She simply chuckled at this.
The man told her to keep an eye on him, so she placed him beside her and kept a close watch to see what kind of person he was up to.
Even if you don't know how to serve others, you should still learn.
Perhaps it was because he was away from Gu Chi and Jiang Sheng, who made him nervous and afraid, that the slave boy gradually relaxed after a short period of adapting to the environment. He smiled more often, and after finishing the tasks Lin Feng assigned, he would enthusiastically help with the rough work. He was also very talkative.
After finishing his work, he squatted in a corner and quietly ate the dry rations he was given, without complaining about the hardship or fatigue. On the contrary, the soldiers who had been helped felt a little embarrassed to continue bullying him.
I teased him, "You little rascal, you're quite capable at work."
Such a heavy workload would make even adult men weak in the knees, but this young man, handsome and fair-skinned, did the hard work without hesitation. Despite being drenched in sweat from exhaustion, he didn't utter a single complaint, which earned him great admiration.
The slave boy chewed his dry rations carefully: "Things are much better now. At least I don't have to worry about being sold somewhere."
His heartfelt words moved everyone who heard them.
In this day and age, for an ordinary person to possess an exceptionally handsome appearance is more of a curse than a blessing. Even if the slave boy is a boy, there are always some people with peculiar tastes who are willing to spend a fortune for him. If such a beautiful and well-behaved child falls into their hands, who knows how he will be abused.
The soldier patted him on the shoulder.
"It's all thanks to you meeting our lord."
The slave boy nodded sincerely and devoutly, making no attempt to hide his admiration and respect: "He is indeed a great man who saves people from suffering. I will definitely repay him in the future."
The soldiers were greatly pleased upon hearing this.
He is grateful and repays kindness; he's a good prospect.
The slave boy then changed the subject.
Following the soldier's lead, he showered Shen Tang with praise, his words overflowing with enthusiasm and admiration, behaving like a devoted fanboy. The soldier was happy to tell him how wonderful his lord was. But before he could finish speaking, a cold female voice came from behind: "Sparrow Head!"
The soldiers froze upon hearing the familiar voice.
He practically scrambled to his feet.
He said nervously, "Young Registrar Lin..."
Lin Feng glanced at him coldly: "What time is it now? If you have nothing better to do, go practice more. Do you think your chatter will make your enemies willingly die? Sparrow Head, come with me."
"The young clerk Lin is going to find a sacrifice again..." The soldier looked at the slave boy who followed closely behind and couldn't help but feel sorry for him - if he couldn't catch one, he might have to sacrifice "Sparrow Head".
_(:з」∠)_
In ancient Chinese texts, purple was also referred to as "sparrow's head color".
PS: I originally wanted to name him Da Zi, but then I thought that Lin Feng is a top student under Chu Yao, so I definitely couldn't name him Ji.
(End of this chapter)
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