There are also connections between refugees.
This is what Shen Tang is eyeing.
Through this group of refugees who hated the rule of the Ten Crows Court, as an entry point, as many "people with lofty ideals" as possible were gathered together to provoke the Ten Crows dispute from within. However, although the idea was good, most of these refugees were old, weak, women and children, and they lacked food and clothing, so their combat power was extremely limited. Otherwise, they would not have been flattened by Xu Quan and his hundreds of people.
If they want to be of any use, they must be provided with sufficient food, and food is also the key to inciting other refugee forces to rebel.
Lin Feng didn't know that he had been given another burden.
She was summoned by Shen Tang to inquire about the military food reserves.
Lin Feng roughly looked at the number and composition of the refugees, and made up her mind, but she calculated the approximate expenses in an instant. She said solemnly: "My lord, although our army has abundant military supplies, it is not enough to feed these people. Although they are refugees, they are also people of the Ten Crows. They are treacherous and cunning by nature. They are definitely not good people and do not deserve sympathy. It is better to kill them to avoid future troubles."
A thousand words can be summed up in one sentence - food shortage!
It's quite tight to feed more than 2,000 people at home.
It would be better to kill them all than to add a thousand more mouths that cannot be immediately put to use and provide value.
Well, cost savings.
Lin Feng did not hide his thoughts.
Even the words about killing all the prisoners to save military supplies were said with a smile. Shen Tang did not interrupt, but listened carefully.
Finally, she said, "Of course we won't use our military rations to supply them. The next target is very close. After we take it down, we can just hand over the grain storage warehouse of that tribe to them. This will save us from wasting it every time and make the best use of it."
Seeing that his lord had already found a solution, Lin Feng no longer objected and simply handed in his own estimated cost data.
Her working style is similar to her teacher's.
Even housekeeping is done in the same way.
Shen Tang took a quick look and had an idea in mind.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Lin Feng: "It is my honor to be able to relieve the master's hard work."
Shen Tang smiled and said, "Okay, I know everything. After the matter of the Ten Crows is over, I will give you a long vacation. Being calm is a good thing, but at your age you should be lively and cheerful to avoid regrets." Alas, he looks less and less like an eleven-year-old child.
But on second thought, many eleven-year-old children are still playing in the mud with runny noses, and Lin Feng already has some of the qualities of a celebrity. As an elder, it is hard not to be gratified and proud.
Lin Feng retreated.
He returned to the tent under the awe-inspiring gazes of the soldiers, and saw from a distance Gu Chi's guards and confidants standing outside the tent.
Lin Feng quickened his pace and moved forward.
He asked, "But did Military Advisor Gu give any instructions?"
The man bowed and said, "The military advisor ordered me to send someone here. This person is special. Please keep an eye on him, Chief Lin."
By the way, he explained the origin of the slave boy.
"special?"
The person who can make Mr. Gu describe him as "special"...
How weird would that be
Until she saw the quiet and reserved slave boy.
"What's wrong with his hair?"
"Captain Xu said that his hair was dyed artificially, and he specifically told me to pass it on, hoping that Chief Secretary Lin would ask him to hand over the secret formula for dyeing his hair. As for the rest, Chief Secretary Lin will decide everything."
Lin Feng: “…”
Lin Feng said: "I'll report back to you two, I understand." Since it is a task assigned by the master, it must be completed beautifully.
The guard and confidant took their leave.
Lin Feng said coldly to the young slave: "I pity your miserable life, so you will be settled here in the future. You will have a steady life. It's hard to call you without a name, so I will give you one. From now on, you are called 'Quetou'."
The slave boy finally responded.
He said calmly, "Okay."
Lin Feng: "You should say 'Yes'."
The young slave bowed his head obediently and said, "Yes."
Lin Feng asked again: "What skills do you have?"
The slave boy had a blank expression.
Lin Feng: "Can you serve others?"
The young slave shook his head: "... I am the youngest son in the family. I have been spoiled since I was young and have never learned to serve others."
It turned out that the slave boy was indeed a poor boy whose family had fallen into poverty. His parents had committed a crime, and he was implicated and became a slave, and was sold by a salt dealer. Because he was born with a beautiful appearance, the dealer thought he was a rare commodity, so he took him to a distant place outside the tribe to sell. His hair was also specially made to attract a high price, and was finally bought by the salt dealer who returned with a full load at a high price.
This also explains why he seems to have never suffered.
A wealthy family's late-born son.
"You sound like you've been educated. Can you write?"
The slave boy nodded obediently.
Lin Feng asked: "Why didn't you tell me about your life story just now?"
The slave boy grunted and whispered, "I was so scared when I saw those two that I didn't know what to say..."
In simple terms, it means a lot of pressure.
Lin Feng is a “peer”, which makes him less nervous.
She just sneered at this.
The master asked her to keep an eye on him, so she put the man next to her and kept a close eye on him to see what tricks he had.
Even if you don't know how to serve others, you have to learn it.
Perhaps it was because he was away from Gu Chi and Jiang Sheng, who made him nervous and scared, that the slave boy gradually relaxed after a short period of adapting to the environment. He smiled more often, and after finishing the tasks assigned by Lin Feng, he would enthusiastically help with the rough work and was very talkative.
After finishing his work, he squatted in the corner and quietly ate the dry food he was given. He did not complain about the hardship or tiredness. Instead, the soldiers who received his help felt embarrassed to continue bullying him.
Teasing him: "You little savage are quite capable of work."
Such a heavy workload would make even adult men weak in the knees, but this boy was handsome and fair-skinned, and he was not at all vague in doing the rough work. He was obviously tired and sweating all over, but he didn't even complain, which made people like him very much.
The young slave chewed the dry food carefully. "It's good now. I don't have to worry about where I will be sold to."
His heartfelt words made people sigh.
In today's world, it is a curse for ordinary people to have an outstanding appearance. Even if the slave boy is a man, there are always some people who like him with special fetishes and are willing to spend a lot of money for him. If such a beautiful and pretty child falls into their hands, who knows how he will be ruined.
The soldier patted him on the shoulder.
"It's also fortunate that you met our lord."
The young slave nodded sincerely and devoutly, not disguising his admiration and respect: "He is indeed a good man who saves people from suffering. I will definitely repay him in the future."
The soldiers were greatly relieved after hearing this.
Being grateful and repaying kindness is a good sign.
The slave boy changed the subject again.
He followed the soldier's words and praised Shen Tang, his words were full of enthusiasm and praise, and he looked like a fanboy. The soldier was also happy to promote how good the lord was. But just as he started talking, a cold female voice came from behind: "Quetou!"
The soldier froze when he heard the familiar voice.
He almost rolled and crawled up.
He said nervously: "Little Chief Lin..."
Lin Feng glanced at him coldly: "What time is it now? If you have nothing to do, go and practice more. Can your enemies die by talking nonsense? Quetou, come with me."
"Little Chief Lin is going to look for sacrifices again..." The soldiers looked at the slave boy who followed closely and couldn't help but show sympathy on their faces - if they couldn't catch him, he might sacrifice "Quetou".
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