Lord of Rot

Chapter 318 I was a slave (page 12)

No one knew that as the slave ship left, a pure gold figure in the deep water chased after it.

The whole porcupine collar was busy.

There are 4614 slaves from High Blood City, twice the number of all current residents of Porcupine Territory.

Li Qi could not spare too many manpower to control this group of people.

May is a good time for work, a hundred flowers bloom, and the honey business is destined to sell well.

Summer is coming, so there’s no need to worry about selling beer.

Not to mention that as the weather gets warmer, bathing will become more convenient, and soap sales will also experience a surge.

The winter crops are about to be harvested, the carpenter's workshop and blacksmith's workshop are busy building all kinds of things and so on.

When Li Qi wanted to recruit people, the supervisors would look at him with a sad face. They really couldn't recruit people, otherwise the factory would have to shut down.

You cannot give up on every aspect of the Porcupine Leader. Everything is stable and improving, so you must eliminate risks.

Li Qi had no choice but to hold a meeting with senior managers.

In the end, a barely feasible result was negotiated, and some slaves were directly put into work and construction, instead of teaching them the rules and learning by doing.

The other group of people with poor working ability, such as seriously ill patients, women and children, etc., are mainly educated and trained, so that these people can learn and then lead other slaves to learn.

Especially children. Li Qi even planned to let these children start learning from an early age when the economy can support them. When they grow up, they will surely become as talented as typical middle-class aristocrats such as Crowe Camel.

"Everything else can be postponed, but one thing is, don't let those who can be saved die." Li Qi emphasized to the stewards: "Make sure that every slave will not starve to death, and try not to let them die of illness."

"Yes!" The stewards of the entire porcupine collar were full of enthusiasm.

Now the population of the Porcupine leader has jumped to more than 6,700 people. Including the more than 4,000 people in Tiegu, the number of mouths eating with Li Qi has reached more than 10,000.

How many people are there in the entire Lurea continent? Sixty to seventy million, or a little more, but certainly less than 100 million, okay, maybe 200 million. The Lurea continent has been in turmoil, and there has been no real unification, and a census is out of the question.

The current Lurea Kingdom is only peaceful on the surface.

No matter how you say it, Li Qi can be considered among the top one or two thousand in the ranking of continental lords.

But the most important thing right now is to settle this group of people in the shortest possible time and ensure that they don't mess up.

Li Qi's approach is also very simple.

Carpenters make number plates in batches and write the numbers with a pen.

These wooden signs can be used for simple and quick grouping, placement of residences, etc.

When you have enough time, you can make detailed allocations.

Take it step by step, making sure you don't mess up first.

……

"time to eat!"

The smell of rice wafted in, and the slaves immediately started making noises.

They stretched their necks and looked eagerly at the direction where the scent was coming from.

Carriages were approaching, piled high with barrels.

But no one dared to rush up to grab food. It wasn't that they didn't want to, but after staying in the cabin for several months and often having to eat only one meal for several days, their bodies had long since lost their strength.

"Queue up in order to get the meal. There are only 10 lines. Everyone has a share." A middle-aged man with a missing leg stood on a high place and shouted: "But if you don't line up according to the rules, or you jump in line, you will be punished." If you find out, cancel today’s meal.”

The slaves looked at him eagerly.

He leaned forward amidst the greetings.

If you obey, you will have food.

If you don't obey, you will be beaten.

Anyone who has been a slave for a day knows this, so everyone is very honest.

Things went smoothly beyond the expectations of the slave steward Ake. In order to maintain order, he specially borrowed 30 musketeers and 10 cavalry from Quick Blade, just to kill the chickens and scare the monkeys at the first opportunity.

The lord said you can't kill, but beating him half to death should be fine.

Ake, who hangs out with slaves every day, understands the thoughts of these low-class people very well. They muddle along and eat whatever they can. If they are caught, they will indeed be beaten, but the mouthful of food in their mouths is real. .

As for tomorrow, slaves never dream about tomorrow.

"Even if the lord blames me, I will do this."

Ake knew very well how difficult it was to manage such a large number of slaves. If he treated him as kindly as a lord, he would only get kicked in the face by the slaves, and then the slaves would lose their respect.

And my role is to let these slaves always maintain awe of the lord and know fear, so as to understand the kindness and greatness of the lord...

The thin figure followed the team and finally reached the front.

The woman in charge of serving food raised her head and glanced at Luca, and then said: "One piece of bread and a bowl of soup. You are too thin, kid. You need to eat more."

The brown bread was stuffed into Luca's hand. It was hot and heavy, and his arm sank slightly.

Then there was a bowl of soup with floating oily and slightly turbid soup.

It was unclear what the ingredients were, but he could guarantee that it was broth, and he could smell it.

Luka felt like he was dreaming. Is this really what he, as a slave, can eat?

"Thank you" Luca said holding the soup bowl.

But the woman in charge of serving food said to Luca: "I was a slave."

Is she a slave too?

He was dressed in clean clothes without holes or pudding, his hair was neatly taken care of, and he had a clean white apron.

If she hadn't told her, Luka would have thought she was an elegant maid in the castle who was responsible for serving the noble lord.

Luca's mind was shaken, and he followed the person in front of him and left the meal place.

Some people couldn't help but eat while walking. Luca, who had been hungry for a long time, couldn't help but lower his head and take a bite of black bread, leaving a sweet taste on his lips and teeth.

He stuffed a few more mouthfuls into his mouth suddenly, and the dryness of the bread blocked his throat. Only then did he remember that he rarely drank water on the ship, and his lips had long been chapped.

Fortunately, I have soup in hand.

Luka took two swigs of the soup, the oily oil stuck to his lips, and the fragrance penetrated his nose.

"It's so fragrant!"

When he got to the front and queued up, the bread in Luka's hand had been completely stuffed into his stomach and he had finished the soup.

There is no salt, but he wants another bowl... half a bowl is fine.

The team kept moving forward, and many people followed behind. Luca waited boredly.

When he reached the normal distance, Luca saw someone recycling the bowl, so he put the bowl on it.

Everything here has rules. As long as you follow the rules, you can move forward comfortably.

It was already dark.

After the team moved forward bit by bit for a long time, they finally arrived in Lucca.

There were about twenty people sitting in front of them. They were sitting at the table, holding a pen in their hand and writing something. Luca didn't know how to read.

There was a path ahead of each, manned by a vigilante armed with a stick.

After Luca came over, the other party stopped the slave who wanted to follow Luca.