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Chapter 253 Slavery (18)

After breakfast, Jia just wanted to go to work with everyone to get tools, but was suddenly stopped by the Qiang government army who was in charge of him.The Qiang Mansion Army told Jia not to go with everyone, and went to a nearby yard first to wait for Lord Wang to come to see them. Hearing what the Tang Mansion Army said, Jia felt a little strange. Even Lord Wang would not feed them in vain, he always felt that if he had no chance to work, Lord Wang would not want him.

Thinking of this, Jia couldn't help but feel empty in his heart, and came to the courtyard in a daze, and saw that there were already a dozen people standing in the courtyard. Jia noticed that these people were slaves from various tribes like him, and two of them were slaves from his previous life. He knew him, and he soon discovered that most of these slaves were relatively young.

Before they came to Shanzhou, they were covered in dirt. In fact, they couldn’t tell their age, but after Wang Dong was asked to shave off their long hair and beard, everyone could recognize each other’s approximate age. Although they are exposed to the wind and sun as slaves, their faces are generally a little older than the Han people of the same age, but looking at the people in this courtyard, they are only about 20 years old, and they are all young people. So many young people stand together without thinking.

After waiting for a while, he heard a few greetings, and then a tall and familiar figure walked into the small courtyard, it was Wang Dong.

As soon as Wang Dong entered the courtyard, he immediately showed a smiling face to everyone. This smile made Jia feel very at ease. Unlike other Han people and Qiang people, although Mr. Wang was in a high position, he always smiled every time he saw them. He will show a particularly discriminatory look, which always makes Jia feel that he can trust him.

"Everyone has been working here for so long. I don't know if you are still used to working here." Wang Dong smiled when he saw everyone when he came in.

Everyone has been working here for a month. Most of them can understand some Chinese, and more rely on the expression of the speaker to judge the meaning. It is obvious that Mr. Wang is smiling to them today, and he seems to be in a very good mood In the past month, Jia has a relatively high talent among the crowd, and he has basically understood Chinese. Through his understanding of a few words in Wang Dong's dialect, he knows that Mr. Wang wants to ask them how they feel about working here. Okay, Jia really wants to say that his life here is like being in heaven compared to being a slave on the grassland. He hastily expressed in his poor language that he likes living here very much, but his Chinese is stuttering. He could only jump out word by word, and the people around him also reacted in the same way.

Hearing a voice expressing affirmation and approval in unproficient Chinese sounded in front of him, Wang Dong nodded and then said: "Now my farm is about to start planting crops, and I need to leave some people as our farmer. If any of you are willing to stay in the farm, I will discuss it with your master. After you stay in the farm, you will no longer be tribal slaves, and I will give you a slave status here in Datang. After a few years, if you feel good, you can all become sharecroppers."

After Wang Dong finished speaking, Jia couldn't help feeling his heart pounding. A month ago, he never thought that he would have the opportunity to be a slave in his life.

"If you are willing to stay, please raise your hands." Wang Dong also knew that it would be good if these people could understand Chinese, and it would be difficult for them to express whether they wanted to stay or not, so he simply let them use Raise your hands to express your agreement or disagreement.

Today, Wang Dong specially selected slaves who he let the Qiang Mansion Army observe in the camp for a few days and thought they were smarter slaves. Only such people would he want to stay in the farm first.

These people generally have good comprehension skills. Even those who don't understand the meaning of his words can probably guess what Wang Dong means when they see the hands raised by the people next to him. Brush a piece of arm.

Jia also raised his hands high with joy, he knew very well that this was his only hope to get out of his miserable life.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Wang Dong nodded in satisfaction, and said to everyone: "So you can go with me."

Hearing Wang Dong's words, Jia felt very excited. He really wanted to get rid of his status as a slave and could stay in this farm!From now on, he can sleep on the bed with a quilt, eat out of a bowl every day, and never be tied around with a rope again. This is like a dream to him.

Just like that, Jia and Wang Dong walked out of the door together. Under Wang Dong's instructions, they each went to a man who looked like a Han scribe to have their fingerprints pressed. Then the Han scribe handed over the two documents. Keep one copy, give them the other, and tell them in detail: "This is your slave."

Jia didn't know what the slave status was, but hearing the meaning of the Han scribes, he probably wouldn't have to go back to the tribe to be a slave after he had this piece of paper, so he couldn't help being very happy, and took the piece of paper as a treasure. And most importantly, Jia even bowed a few times to the Han scholars.

The new clerks in the Zhechong Mansion in Shanzhou were a little strange looking at these tribal people who were bought as slaves by Wang Dong without spending a penny happily taking over their slavery, and many of them even nodded and bowed to him They saluted, as if it was a great kindness for him to make them slaves, he couldn't help but feel very shameless.

After Jia and the others became Wang Dong's slaves, they were arranged by Wang Dong to a new dormitory. These people were all talents that Wang Dong hoped would be selected as the backbone of the farm in the future, so naturally they could no longer be treated the same as others.So at noon, they found themselves taken to another tent for dinner.

After entering the tent, everyone was stunned. The lunch at noon was no longer multigrain porridge and pickles, but large pieces of mutton and hot broth. Jia looked at those meals and dared not move for a long time. He subconsciously felt that this This kind of food is not something that slaves like himself can eat, but at this time Wang Dong walked over first, and after a few instructions to the cook, the cook warmly put pieces of mutton into the bowl with a smile on his face, Pass it to these new minions.

When Jia Daidai got a bowl of mutton, Wang Dong did the same as them. He filled a bowl with a bowl of mutton and another bowl of broth, and then sat on the table next to them and began to eat. Wang Dong ate while eating. While smiling and greeting the slaves next to him from time to time, Jia looked at this scene with some doubts in his heart.

He could actually eat meat, and even sat and ate with someone like Mr. Wang. If he told this to him 30 days ago, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.

(End of this chapter)