Succubus' Manor

Barton exhaled a breath of white mist. He looked at the person in front of him, not knowing when it would be his turn.

He almost forgot when was the last time he took a bath. Being a slave for a long time is like turning into a savage.

He still vaguely remembers that he still lived in the house when he was a child, and there were servants at home. Later, for some reason, his father and grandfather were taken away by the lord's people, and his mother returned to her natal family to remarry. Others became slaves.

Later... all the family members who became slaves with him died, and only he was still alive.

He didn't know why he was still alive.

When Barton was in a daze, the manager said to him, "It's your turn, go in quickly."

Barton hurried into the wooden door.

The heat is blowing.

Several tall men said to him, "Go into the barrel."

Button didn't dare to hesitate, he was afraid of being beaten.

"There are too many lice, I can't wash them, I have to shave them."

"How cold is it to shave your head on such a cold day?"

Barton didn't dare to speak, and shrank in the barrel honestly, pretending to be a mute, for fear of saying a wrong sentence and incurring a severe beating.

Soon, he didn't dare to move anymore, the man was shaving his head.

The man who shaved his head asked him, "Where are you from?"

Button said in a low voice, "I'm from Lord Gnar's territory."

Abel, who shaved Barton's head, didn't know who Gener was and where his territory was, so he said, "Then you're lucky, you've come to our lord."

Barton shrunk himself into a small ball. He was skinny and covered with bones. He mustered up the courage to look up at Abel, and found that Abel was wearing a commoner clothes, and there seemed to be something stuffed inside. His face was bulging. There is still meat on the top, and you can tell that you are doing well.

Button was confused, why would such a person come to his slave to shave his head?

Abel saw his doubts, and said proudly: "I am your lord's servant, and my name is Abel."

Barton hurriedly shouted: "Lord Abel!"

Abel was startled: "Don't call me that! There is only one adult here."

Barton was also frightened, and quickly shut up.

Abel: "Since you are here, you must work hard."

Button couldn't help nodding.

Abel: "Stand up."

Barton stood up subconsciously.

After seeing Abel's actions, he stammered and said with extreme fear: "Master, my lord, I, I..."

Although he was just a slave, he didn't want to become a crippled slave either!

Abel knew that he had misunderstood, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, there will be no lice after a clean shave."

Button's teeth almost bit his tongue: "Where, also, do you want to shave?"

Abel shaved him cleanly, then said, "Okay, go and wait."

Barton stood up from the barrel. He really wanted to soak in the warm barrel all the time. It was warm and comfortable, like returning to his mother's arms. He had seen his mother after he became a slave.

It seems that in the autumn of that year, his mother passed by him with a baby in her arms.

She didn't see him.

He was also afraid of seeing her. He couldn't tell whether he loved her or hated her, but he also knew that it was because his mother went home and remarried that he didn't become a slave too.

But no matter how clearly he knew, he couldn't help hating her.

He hated her for abandoning himself like that, and never even fought for it. He wanted to rush over and question her: "Your son has become like this, don't you feel sorry for him?!"

But he didn't dare, because he was afraid of rushing over and asked, but his mother asked him, "Who are you?"

Then he really can't live anymore.

The person in charge probably saw that he was getting thinner and couldn't do his job well, so he sold him to a merchant who came to exchange things, and then he followed the merchant through mountains and rivers. I don't know how long he walked. The homeless people, the merchants will also catch those people and bring them.

Those caught became slaves.

And here it is.

Barton stood among the slaves. He found that almost all the slaves were like him, with their skin sticking to their bones. He was relieved to see the distinct bones on their chests.

Since everyone is like this, he should not be beaten to death for being too thin and wasting food.

They all had clothes when they came, but they were all in tatters, barely covering their bodies and unable to keep warm.

In terms of treatment, the slaves of the great lord are actually better off than Chi Yan's slaves. After all, no matter how torn the clothes are, most of the slaves in Chi Yan's territory have no clothes.

Of course, these clothes can't be worn, even if they are washed, they have to be dried, and this weather can't be hung outside to dry, it will freeze into ice cubes, so these slaves have to stay in the house before the clothes are dried.

Barton was taken to another room, which was even bigger, and there was a brazier in the middle. The fire inside seemed to be wood, but it didn't look like wood, because it was black and there was no smoke, so it was impossible to tell what it was. .

It was warm though, and he huddled with the other slaves by the brazier.

A bunch of people were crowded together, there was a source of fire, and after taking a hot bath just now, more and more people came to this room.

They spoke in low tones.

"My hair was shaved, and it was shaved there."

"It scared the hell out of me, I thought I would never be able to have children again."

"It's so warm here, and there's a room."

"I used to sleep in the shed. I have a good relationship with the servant who looks after the stable. I can sleep under the horse's belly in winter."

"I can sleep with sheep and be warm."

After they sat for a while, someone brought a wooden barrel and a wooden bowl.

Barton smelled the fragrance.

Incredibly fragrant!

It was the smell of food, and all the slaves stopped talking, staring at the barrel in a daze, as if they had turned into puppets.

Abel is responsible for taking care of these new slaves. He didn't think that slaves were "human beings" and life and death of slaves were not important, but since he dealt more and more with the slaves in the territory, he didn't think so .

A slave is also a human being, and just like him, he has joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys.

So looking at these new slaves, Abel didn't feel bored, the paste was very thin, because the lord said that these slaves had been hungry for a long time, and if they suddenly ate too much, their stomachs would be stretched and they might die. Feed them such runny mush.

Although Abel didn't understand the principle, as long as it was said by an adult, it must be right.

"One person only has one cup!" These wooden cups were made by the dwarves after two days of work. Although they were rough, they were usable. Besides, no one would think these cups were rough.

The slaves dared not go there, but waited for the servants to bring them to them.

Button took his own glass of mush, and after smelling it, he found that there was salt in it!

A slave couldn't help but took a sip, and was so hot that his tongue was about to fall off, and he didn't want to spit it out.

Abel yelled quickly: "Cold it before eating! Your tongue is also the property of adults! You are not allowed to burn it!"

"Otherwise, there will be no glutinous rice!"

The slaves didn't dare to move anymore, and looked at Gooey eagerly, as if they could cool them down quickly with their eyes.

Button looked around, he waited for others to eat first, and then himself.

Fortunately, it was cold, and it cooled quickly. When it was still a little bit hot, Barton began to pour it into his mouth!

All they could eat were deflated beans and grass along the way.

After eating the mush, Barton finally felt that he had come back to life. His stomach was warm. Although he was not completely full, he already felt very happy. The last time his stomach was warm was when he was at home when he was a child, and his parents cooked for him. when.

Occasionally there is meat.

In the castle, after lunch, Chi Yan wiped his mouth and asked the housekeeper, "Have the new slaves been settled?"

The butler bent slightly: "Yes."

Josh sent a total of sixty slaves, including forty humans, ten tauren, three dwarves, and seven goblins.

All skinny and skinny.

But as Josh said, although these sixty are thin, they have no diseases. They trek all the way, and they seem to be quite energetic. They belong to the kind of strong labor that can be used with a little maintenance. The oldest is no more than 23 years old .

The youngest is about 16 years old.

All are laborers in their prime of life.

There is a shortage of such people in Chi Yan's territory now.

Of the sixty there were only two women, both of whom were tauren.

So they were treated differently, instead of bathing with the men, they were taken back to their houses by their fellows in the territory to bathe, and they checked for lice and needed to be shaved.

Chi Yan sighed, these people must be bought, the number is small, and many things cannot be done.

But after buying a person, his purse will be flat again. Although it is cheap to buy a person, it is not cheap to raise a person.

He finally understood what the evil big slave owners were thinking.

"Is Josh still awake?" Chi Yan was a little surprised. Although there was no sun today, it had been bright for so long.

Housekeeper: "He slept very late last night."

After drinking some wine, I spent the whole night drinking madly in the room, crying and laughing at times, kneeling down at every turn, finally fell asleep, and it was not so easy to wake up.

Chi Yan was a little proud: "I didn't expect him to drink so badly!"

Seeing Josh's embarrassment, he didn't feel ashamed to cry for Yue before.

It's not a sin for a man to cry!

But the people brought by Josh had already woken up early, and they were all ready to leave, but they didn't dare to come to see Chi Yan, and asked Chi Yan to wake Josh up, so they could only wait, after breakfast, eat After lunch, I don't want to leave.

This territory actually eats three meals a day!

Shameful!

Such a waste!

Woooooo... so happy!

Alger ate the leftover white bread from lunch, and said to the servant: "It really is uncle, uncle is a man of great wisdom! It would be great if we could really live in this lord's territory!"

If it is the rule to eat three meals a day here, then his uncle must do the same. He is a young man, and it is when his appetite is big. Let alone three meals a day, he is fine with five meals a day.

"I've never eaten this bread before." Alger said, "It's soft and delicious!"

The black bread has been kept for a long time, so hard that it can be used as a weapon.

After Alger ate the last bite of bread, he let out a long breath of happiness. After staying here for a day and a night, he didn't feel that this place was desolate anymore. Since he was a child, he traveled all over the world with his uncle. He has been everywhere, big cities and big farms, without him I have never seen it before, this small manor is not as good as a village, but everything is very organized.

And there are surprisingly many servants in the castle!

How can there be so many servants!

At this moment, Alger's and Chi Yan's brain circuits are the same.

These servants were all left by the previous lord, the previous lord, the previous lord. Although they left, the servants would not follow, and they were unwilling to leave the castle. As long as the new lord did not drive them away, they would still stay in the castle.

And most lords like to have many servants.

It's a status symbol.

But Chi Yan doesn't need a status symbol!In other words, few people come to see him throughout the year. Who is this symbol for?

And there wasn't that much work to do in the castle either.

Chi Yan discussed with the housekeeper: "When winter is over, let some servants go home and become civilians."

Work hard and earn maybe even more as a servant in the castle.

The butler, who hadn't been a naysayer for a long time, disagreed at this time. He said righteously, "My lord, a noble like you needs so many servants. I think there are fewer servants now!"

Chi Yan's eyes widened: "That's not enough?"

Butler: "For example, there should be two of your personal servants, but now there is only one Kadi."

"There are also cooks and helpers in the kitchen. There should be eight together, but now there are only four."

"There should be someone who does your laundry..."

Chi Yan: "...Do we really need so many people?"

He feels that he is not troublesome!Why do we need so many people?What a waste of manpower!

But what the steward said was very reasonable, he couldn't refute it, he could only use his big move - invincible shameless trick!

This spell is only useful to those who are familiar with it and who are good to him.

Whether the housekeeper is sincere or false to him depends on the current situation!

"I don't care! There are too many people!" Chi Yan said stubbornly, "I can't afford it anymore! Poor! You sell me, see if you can sell me for a few catties! I don't want face, anyway, I'm so poor here. There are no resident merchants! I won’t get up if you don’t agree!”

The butler panicked and said quickly, "My lord! You should enjoy the best!"

"If you don't even have servants, what's the use of me as a housekeeper?"

The butler was talking, tears streaming down his face: "I might as well hit my head to death!"

"I failed to let the adults enjoy it, and let the adults not use servants to save money!"

"I'm dead!"

Chi Yan: "..."

Why, why didn't the butler follow the script?

At this time, the housekeeper should not say: "I listen to you!"

Is that the case?

Chi Yan could only comfort the butler who cried, made trouble, and hanged himself.

"Hey, I don't want them all to become civilians, just like those who clean the house. It's completely unnecessary to clean a house three times a day. Is it not good to keep some people and let them go?"

"Only next year will more people plant the land, we will have more harvest, and I will be able to enjoy it better, don't you think?"

The butler wiped away his tears: "My lord is right."

In the end, Chi Yan didn't know whether he won the victory or the housekeeper.

As long as the final result is almost on the line.

Unexpectedly, the butler is also a skilled hand who is good at crying, making trouble, and hanging himself. It was his miscalculation.

If the butler is a woman, beautiful, and young, she can very well act in a Gongdou drama, acting in her true colors, absolutely restored.

It's a pity that he is a man, and he is still so old, so he can only play the father-in-law.

But it must be a traitor who is favored by the emperor, otherwise his methods will not be able to be used.

Chi Yan made up a TV series in his head, and sat alone in his seat, giggling.

The butler also stood by and smiled.

When Kleist came in, he was shocked by their expressions.

Chi Yan was happy because he was so happy.

The housekeeper was happy because Chi Yan made concessions to him and made him feel his importance.

Although the reasons for happiness are different, it is always the same happiness.

Kleist didn't ask, he just sat on the chair naturally and asked Chi Yan, "Are you going out for a walk today? It's not snowing outside."

It's rare that it doesn't snow. Although Chi Yan is afraid of the cold, he also knows that it's not good to stay in the castle all the time, so he said, "I'll go put on another robe and go out with you."

Kleist was waiting for him in the hall, but the housekeeper excused himself to visit the guests and left.

Kadi was sent out by the housekeeper, and now the elf Lamir is serving Chi Yan. After a period of study, he has been able to communicate with people. Although he is a bit stumbled, many sentences can only be understood but not expressed, but this also proves that the elf Strong learning ability.

If it weren't for the fact that the elves had difficulty in having children and the number of them was small, with their strength and intelligence, they wouldn't have fallen to where they are now.

Lamir is very calm now, he doesn't want to run away, since he can't find his way home anyway.

He used to think that he was the smartest elf in the clan, and he still thinks so now-he doesn't have to be forced to go hunting by the clan, although now he often sneaks into the woods in the middle of the night to hunt pheasants and ducks, but he is willing to go and Being pushed to go is two different things.

There is no patriarch who points at his nose every day and calls him stupid, and there will definitely be no female elves willing to marry him in the future.

Ramir felt relaxed and thought this was a good place.

Especially the only thing he needs to do is help Chi Yan get dressed occasionally.

It's so easy!so happy!

No wonder those of the same clan who were captured before did not go back.

It turns out that the human race is so good!

Chi Yan didn't know what Lamil was thinking, he said to Lamir: "I want to go out for a walk, do you want to come together?"

Lamir turned him down: "No."

He would go hunting every night, thinking that there was nothing to see outside.

Still very cold.

Chi Yan didn't force Lamir either, originally he was just asking out of politeness.

Lamir put on his robe and tied his belt tightly. Chi Yan saw that the knot that Lamir tied was too ugly, so he said, "Untie the knot, and I'll teach you to tie a bow."

Lamir's eyes widened: "Bow tie?"

Tie the knot like a butterfly?

The lord still has such abilities?

He looked at Chi Yan with admiration, and under his admiring gaze, Chi Yan said proudly: "It's very simple, look after you!"

Chi Yan put both hands on the two ends of the belt, pulled one forward and the other backward, then crossed to the middle and pulled, a quick and convenient bow was tied.

It's not that he is bragging, every time he shows this hand to male classmates, the male classmates say that he has a pair of dexterous hands.

Although most of the female students know how to tie their shoelaces, when the male students tie their shoelaces, they pinch one side of the shoelace first, and then wrap the other side of the shoelace in a circle. Although it is also a bow tie, it is not as fast as him.

Lamir exclaimed: "You are amazing!"

Chi Yan was proud: "If you work hard, one day you will be able to!"

Lamir nodded vigorously, and then sent Chi Yan out of the room.

Chi Yan and Kleist left the castle, but because the road was too slippery, Chi Yan had to hold Kleist's arm tightly.

It's not that Chi Yan doesn't want to shovel snow, but there are no roads in the territory, so he doesn't know where to shovel. It's obviously unrealistic to shovel all of them, and they don't have many shovels now.

"Do you like it here?" Chi Yan suddenly asked Kleist.

Kleist smiled: "It's very nice here, I like it very much."

Chi Yan sighed: "It seems that we can't agree on this matter."

Kleist smiled: "?"

Chi Yan: "There are no streets, no roads, no bazaars here, and there's nothing you can ask for. Before I came, there were feces all over the place."

"Hey, when will I be able to live a luxurious and corrupt aristocratic life?"

Kleist: "What kind of rotten life?"

Chi Yan: "Let's go to the wine pond and meat forest."

He felt that the most erosive life was probably like this.

Kleist: "What do you mean?"

Chi Yan explained to Kleist.

Kleist asked with a strange expression: "Do you want to drink a woman's bath water?"

Chi Yan: "..."

Chi Yan: "It's not a woman! It's a beauty!"

Beauty is different from men and women, as long as you have a relationship with a beauty, you must not be dirty!

Kleist: "Then you mean, no matter male or female, as long as they look good, you are willing to drink his bath water?"

Chi Yan retorted weakly: "That's wine..."

Kleist looked at him disapprovingly.

Chi Yan said helplessly: "Okay, let's not bring this up again."

"How long will it take for winter to pass?" Chi Yan spent the winter here for the first time. He lived in the Holy Court before, and the winter ended in just over two months, and summer was longer than winter.

Kleist: "It won't be long."

As long as winter passes, Katuo can be harvested.

The slaves could also start working.

In spring, in addition to planting wheat, he had to grow ramie. In fact, Chi Yan didn’t know when the best time to plant ramie was, but he knew that ramie was a perennial root crop. Planting ramie once could bring benefits for many years, and ramie likes to warm the stomach. It is cold and cannot be planted in early spring, so seedlings must be raised in a warm room first.

In autumn, ramie can be harvested, and then it can be used for weaving, sugar and wine.

By next year, everyone in the territory will be able to wear clothes and eat candy.

Chi Yan fantasizes about a better life next year, and can't wait to press the fast-forward button to quickly skip to next year.

Kleist suddenly asked, "Is it cold?"

It's okay if you don't remind him, but Chi Yan shivered when he reminded him: "A little bit."

Kleist naturally put his arms on Chi Yan's shoulders, and slowly turned into an embrace posture, and Chi Yan was pulled into Kleist's arms.

However, Chi Yan said very ungratefully at this time: "You are too tall, it would be just right if you were shorter!"

Kleist: "..."