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After a short break, the priest waved his hand, and two model-level serfs came over and took the clay pots and wooden bowls that the thieves on the mountain coveted, to the stream and washed them again and again.
After the kitchen utensils and tableware were taken back, the priest waved his hand again, and several soldiers came over and fiddled for a while, and another pot of mush was set up on the still extinguished fire pit.
The three captured thieves shouted more eagerly:
"Poor people on the mountain, look, the master is merciful, and has prepared food for everyone!"
"Come down, friends, hot food is waiting for you!"
"Plenty of portion! There's something for everyone!"
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"Stupid!"
"It's over!"
"It falls short!"
Earth.
An analysis group, an intelligence center.
Watching the video, another pot of mush filled with green smoke, countless staff members sighed in unison.
"Without competition, where is the motivation?"
"So many management courses are taught in vain!"
"Hey! Why hasn't Mr. Wu done marketing before?"
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That's right.
Wu Qingchen didn't grasp the point at all.
For these hungry thieves on the mountain, whether it is grass roots, insects or mush, food is important, but the raw materials of the food and the deliciousness of the food are not important at all.
When the share is limited, a little leftovers can cause competition; when the supply is sufficient, the benefits at your fingertips will increase the wait-and-see psychology.
The forest became more and more silent.
None of this works
Why can't the paralysis come down
What the hell is going on with these thieves
Wu Qingchen became more and more depressed, and her pace of pacing back and forth became more and more urgent.
"Food", "rest", and "beans" are moved with emotion.
"The Beast", "Bonfire", and "Asylum" made sense.
Fingers wrenching, Wu Qingchen couldn't figure out why these damn bastards just refused to come out.
There are no thieves on the mountain
Are these bastards running away
impossible!
According to the observation method taught by the military regiment, from the swaying posture of the trees, the movement of birds rising and falling, the distribution of insect calls and other details, Wu Qingchen has already seen that in the opposite forest, there are at least four or five places, or Hide the stragglers, or lure the wandering thieves.
The sun was slowly setting, and it would be dark in two hours at most.
damn it!
scouting, clearing, bivouac, sentinel
Time was running out, and there were still a lot of things to arrange for the night, Wu Qingchen became more and more anxious.
Fuck!
The shadow of the crude sundial erected next to it moved another frame, and Wu Qingchen suddenly stopped.
Don't wait!
Can't come out? You don't want to come out with all your good words, right? Paralysis is determined to oppose me, right
"Antoine! Abbeville!"
Wu Qingchen gave an order, and two police officers came over immediately.
"You go up." Wu Qingchen pointed to a certain direction in the forest: "Go to that place and search carefully. There should be thieves. Find them and bring them down. Be careful, it may be dangerous."
"Okay, sir." The two police officers nodded easily: "We are not afraid."
With the experience in the morning, Wu Qingchen certainly knew that they were not afraid.
However, one's own home field is still the opponent's territory, and the risks between the two are definitely different.
The so-called risk is not that Wu Qingchen is worried that the police officers will be injured. He spent most of the afternoon here, with sufficient observation time and comprehensive details of various aspects. The strong and strong police officers take care of each other, and they don't need to care about the resistance of the thieves at all.
What Wu Qingchen was worried about was that when he entered an unfamiliar environment and was nervous, the two police officers acted in a non-critical manner, accidentally overreacting, and killed the "thieves" who were already vulnerable enough on the mountain.
"that"
Antoine and Abbeville had already packed their clothes, took their spears, and were about to go up the mountain. When they heard Wu Qingchen's voice, the police officers turned their heads.
"Hmm..." Wu Qingchen opened and closed his mouth, sighed and waved his hands: "It's nothing, just go and be careful."
What do you say
Require two police officers to enforce the law in a civilized manner
joke!
Wu Qingchen is not selfish, or selfless to this extent. - This is the basic disk! The core human resources who have worked hard to accumulate favorability!
However, although he did not want to tie the hands and feet of the police officers, Wu Qingchen did not have any means to reduce the intensity of the conflict.
After calling the translator Pamela, Wu Qingchen walked to the three prisoners again.
A few minutes later, the police officer had just disappeared into the forest, and the content of the propaganda of the three prisoners also changed:
"The poor people on the mountain, the master has mercy, and sent someone to help you down the mountain!"
"Stay where you are, honestly!"
"Whoever dares to make a move will smash his claws!"
"Whoever dares to run around will break his dog legs!"
"Ah!" Seeing two soldiers walking in his direction on Banpo Mountain, An suddenly stood up: "Father, what should I do?"
Huelva didn't answer.
Whoever dares to make a move will smash his paws and anyone who dares to run around will break his dog legs
Hearing the sudden change in the painting style of the captured companion at the foot of the mountain, it was like a lightning strike, and Huelva instantly understood the source of what was wrong with him:
Food, Rest, Bean Beast, Campfire, Shelter
The content of what the priest ordered the captives to shout before was all about his care and protection, an incomparably wonderful vision, so unreal!
How could there be such a master in the world
How could there be such a territory in the world
How could there be only benefits without any punishment
Now, the familiar threat arrives! Considerate power is coming! The cordial beating is also coming!
really
It is reassuring!
Hearing the call of his former companions at the foot of the mountain, and watching the soldiers groping and approaching, Huelva patted his son's arm lightly: "Go away first, I'll go down first, and see what they will do to me."
nothing at all.
Ten minutes later, two police officers found Huelva. Seeing the old thief lying on the ground, unable to move, Antoine shouted down the mountain to explain the situation. Wu Qingchen gave some instructions, and the two police officers carried Huelva walked down the forest.
Carry it back to the stream to wash and clean it and carry it back to the firepit
Wu Qingchen waved, and Pamela and Dean moved the spoon and the freshly cooked paste to Wu Qingchen.
"master"
After taking the spoon, when Wu Qingchen was about to scoop up the paste, he stood obediently when Huelva, who had folded his palms together, spoke suddenly.
"What?" Wu Qingchen paused.
"That..." Looking at the spoon in Wu Qingchen's hand, Huelva was very disturbed, and he said eagerly, "You haven't hit me yet."
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After being stunned for a full two minutes, Wu Qingchen finally understood the mistake he had made.
The image of "Master" is so fucking deeply rooted in people's hearts
Wu Qingchen roared in his heart.
"damn it!"
Think at least a billion people on earth have seen their own foolishness
Depressed, Wu Qingchen yelled out in Chinese, and a few seconds later, Wu Qingchen switched back to the language of Akeli Village in the medieval world: "Antoine, Abbeville!"
"Master!" Two police officers stood up immediately.
"Hit! Hit me!"
Wu Qingchen shouted viciously.
The two police officers immediately walked to the side of the cattle, let go of their spears, picked up their sticks, and walked towards Huelva who was lying on the ground.
The old thief gathered his hands and feet, curled up his body, and closed his eyes in satisfaction.
Damn!
asshole!
"That, Antoine"
Gritting her teeth, Wu Qingchen called out to the police officer.
Antoine and Abbeville looked back.
Looking at the sky, Wu Qingchen exhaled heavily: "Be gentle."
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Earth.
In the video:
The old thief with an ankle injury was carried out of the forest
The old thief joined the shouting ranks, and the little thief walked out of the forest
Five thieves shouted towards the forest, and a few hundred steps away, another thief walked out of the forest
Six thieves shouted towards the forest, at the top left of the forest, two more thieves walked out of the forest
clap clap
There was loud applause in the room.
"It's finally done!"
"It's not easy! Mr. Wu finally thought of it!"
"Toast, don't eat, eat fine wine, no wonder this saying is never out of date!"
Amongst the praises, emotions, and comments, the specially edited video is over.
The moderator controls the console and turns on the live video.
It was daylight again.
On the mountain path, the messenger leads the way, two serfs explore the way, the elder brother, the second son of the old neighbor, and the cowherd helper accompany the nine thieves who have just descended from the mountain, and are watched by two policemen.
The team led by Wu Qingchen doubled in size.
"Well"
Looking at the various items carried by the nine thieves, a certain gentleman at the back of the room frowned slightly: "What is this for? Such a small thing can be easily carried by three oxen. If it is piled up on the thieves like this, it will reduce Is it the speed of the journey?"
"This is a special arrangement." The companion next to him replied: "Mr. Wu Qingchen handled this well."
"Deliberate arrangement?" The gentleman who asked the question was surprised: "Why? Is such abuse meaningful?"
"Hehe" the companion next to him laughed: "What kind of abuse is this? This is a captive! Captives are pure new recruits"
"What new employees?" Another viewer interjected: "At most, they are temporary workers! Can temporary workers be compared with regular employees? Besides, the people around Mr. Wu Qingchen should be the top management of the company, right? And Grace, Brothers and in-laws like Runcorn, how can a proper shareholder-level temporary worker be treated the same as shareholders in the future?"
"Yeah," the first companion to answer continued: "This is already pretty good, they haven't been beaten, and they didn't deliberately make them carry the heaviest things. Look, they were given a handful of muddy food when they were eating. Those guys started to cry again. up"
The rest of the journey is safe and sound.
After five hours in the medieval world and ten minutes on earth time, they walked through a long canyon and the spire of Fort Ackford finally appeared in front of everyone.