Back Off, Let Me Come

There is also a connection between refugees and refugees.

This is what Shen Tang is eyeing.

Using this group of refugees who hate the rule of Shiwu Royal Court as an entry point, as many "people with lofty ideals" as possible can be gathered together to provoke Shiwu disputes from within. However, although the idea is good, most of these refugees are old, weak, women and children. In addition, they lack food and clothing, and have insufficient food. Their combat power is extremely limited, otherwise they would not have been bulldozed by Xu Quan and a hundred people.

If they want to be useful, they must provide ample food. Food is also the key to instigating other refugee forces.

Lin Feng didn't know yet that he had been stuffed with another burden.

She was summoned by Shen Tang to inquire about military ration reserves.

Lin Feng took a rough look at the number and composition of this group of refugees and made a mental sketch, but he quickly calculated the approximate expenses. She solemnly said: "My lord, although our military supplies are rich, it is not enough to feed these people. Although they are refugees, they are also Shiwu people. Their nature is cunning and cunning. They are definitely not good people. They are not worthy of sympathy and should not be killed." To avoid future troubles.”

In a thousand words, one word - lack of food!

With a family of more than 2,000 people, I am quite nervous about eating.

Adding more than a thousand mouths that cannot be put to immediate use or produce value, it would be better to kill them all.

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 don't use our military rations to supply them. The next target is very close. After we take it, we can just hand over the tribe's grain storage granary to them. This will save us from wasting it every time, and we will use it as much as possible." use."

Lin Feng saw that his master had a solution, so he no longer objected and just handed over his estimated cost data.

Her approach is similar to her teacher's.

Even housekeeping is the same way.

Shen Tang took a quick glance and had an idea.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lin Feng: "It's Feng's good fortune to be able to relieve our lord."

Shen Tang smiled and said: "Okay, I know everything. After the Shiwu incident is over, I have to give you a long vacation. Although being calm is a good thing, you should be more lively and lively at your age so as not to regret it." Alas, it becomes more and more uncomfortable. Like an eleven-year-old child.

But then I thought about it, many eleven-year-old children were still playing in the mud with runny noses. Lin Feng already had some celebrity charm in him. As an elder, it was difficult not to feel happy and proud.

Lin Feng bowed and stepped back.

Returning to the camp under the awed eyes of all the soldiers, he saw Gu Chi's bodyguard standing outside the tent from a distance.

Lin Feng stepped forward quickly.

Asked: "But Commander Gu has an order?"

The man bowed and said, "The military commander ordered me to send someone here. This person is special. Please pay attention to Chief Lin."

By the way, he explained the origin of the slave boy.

"special?"

Someone who can make Mr. Gu comment on "special"...

How weird is that?

Until she saw the quiet and reserved slave boy.

"What's wrong with his hair?"

"Captain Xu said that his hair was dyed the day after tomorrow. He also specifically told me to tell him that he hoped that Chief Lin would let him hand over the secret recipe for hair dyeing. The rest will be handed down by Chief Lin."

Lin Feng: "..."

Lin Feng said: "Go and report back to you two, I understand." Since it is the task assigned by the teacher, it must be completed beautifully.

The escort cronies resigned.

Lin Feng said coldly to the slave boy: "I pity you for your poor life experience. I will settle down here in the future. I will have a bite of your food. I don't have a name to call you, so I will give you one. From now on, Your name is 'Sparrowhead'."

The slave boy finally reacted.

He said quietly: "Okay."

Lin Feng: "You should say 'wei'."

The slave boy bowed his head obediently and said, "Wei."

Lin Feng asked again: "What skills do you have?"

The slave boy looked blank.

Lin Feng: "Can you serve others?"

The slave boy shook his head: "... I am the youngest son in the family. He has been favored since he was a child and has never learned how to serve others."

It turns out that the young slave boy is really a poor person from a poor family - his parents committed a crime, and he was implicated in becoming a slave and sold by traders. And because of his natural beauty, the dealer thought he could live in a rare commodity, so he took him to a distant place far away from the tribe to sell it. This hair was also specially made to attract a high price, and was accepted at a high price by a salt seller who returned home with a full load.

This also explains why he seems to have never suffered.

An old man from a wealthy family.

"You sound like you have studied, but can you write?"

The slave boy nodded obediently.

Lin Feng asked: "Why didn't you tell me your life experience just now?"

The slave boy whispered: "The young one looked at those two people and was so scared that he didn't know what to say..."

In layman's terms, it means a lot of pressure.

Lin Feng is a "peer", which makes him less nervous.

In response, she just laughed.

The husband asked her to stare, so she put the person next to her and stared closely to see what kind of fox tail the other person had.

Even if you don't know how to serve others, you have to learn.

Perhaps it was because he was far away from Gu Chi and Jiang Sheng who made him nervous and frightened. After a short period of adapting to the environment, the slave boy gradually relaxed and smiled more on his face. After completing the tasks assigned by Lin Feng, he would also enthusiastically help with rough work. He was very kind. talk.

After finishing his work, he squatted in the corner and quietly ate the dry food he had been given. He didn't complain about hardship or tiredness. On the contrary, the soldier who had been helped felt a little embarrassed and continued to bully him.

Teasing him: "You little bastard is quite capable of doing your job."

Such a heavy workload makes even their grown men weak in the knees. This boy is handsome and fair, and he is not at all shy about doing rough work. He was obviously so tired that he was sweating all over, but he didn't even say a word of hardship, which was very impressive.

The slave boy held the dry food and chewed it carefully: "It's very good now. Finally, I don't have to worry about where it will be sold."

His heartfelt words made people sigh.

In today's world, it is a curse rather than a blessing for ordinary people to have an overly outstanding appearance. Even if the slave boy is a boy, there are always some people with special hobbies who like it, and they will spend a lot of money for it. If such a charming and upright baby fell into their hands, there was no telling what kind of ruin it would be.

The soldiers patted him on the shoulder.

"Thank you for meeting our lord."

The slave boy nodded sincerely and devoutly, not hiding his admiration and respect: "He is indeed a good man who saves people from suffering. I will definitely repay you in the future."

The soldiers were very pleased after hearing this.

It is a good seedling to repay kindness.

The slave boy changed the subject again.

He followed Bing Zu's words and praised Shen Tang, his words were full of enthusiasm and praise, and he looked like a fan of his younger brother. Bing Zu was also happy to tell him how good his lord was. But as soon as he started talking, a cold female voice came from behind: "Sparrow head!"

The soldier froze when he heard the familiar voice.

He almost rolled up to his feet.

He said nervously: "Master 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 be willing to die by talking nonsense? Quetou, come with me."

"Master Lin is going to find a sacrifice again..." The soldier looked at the slave boy who was following him step by step, and couldn't help but show sympathy - if he couldn't catch him, he might sacrifice the "sparrow head".