While the orc villagers were running to tell each other, Alan was counting all kinds of materials in the account room of the Great Iron Village.

He found that the village was rich in mineral resources, among which the iron ore was the most productive, and only a small part of the villagers worked in the mine every day, and most of the labor force was a slave team sent from Morning Glory Town.

Slaves were not eligible to attend the meeting at the meeting, and children were not included in his statistics, which meant that the total population of Datie Village was larger than he had estimated.

With such a large population expenditure, the reserves of the granary are enough for the entire village of Datie Village to eat for two months during the famine.

Of course, what I just said was the granary of the public family, and Allen's own private granary is a few kilograms more than the granary of the public one, which is very village chief.

He looked at the old priest's personal granary records, which were compiled by the house today, and showed that the old lion's grain reserves were twice as large as his, and he was almost as rich as the village.

Black, really black-hearted, how much people's wealth has been exploited by the priests, I don't know if I don't search.

If the previous Allen was the blackest village chief in history, then Old Will's position should be crowned with the prefix "blacker than the blackest village chief".

It was also at this time that the sound of hurried footsteps came to my ears.

"Where's Brother Alan?"

"Where's Big Brother Allen?"

Outside the door, a young girl's voice sounded one after another, glutinous, not yet experienced a voice change period, very pure and very good.

Alan was thinking about what the two little girls were looking for him to do, when two pairs of cat ears poked out of the door, one black and one white, shaking gently, fluffy and cute.

"Ah, it's Brother Allen!"

"Big brother Allen is so handsome!"

The two cat-eared Lori are less than a meter tall, with big cute eyes, screaming one after the other, so happy.

They looked like two cute porcelain dolls, their faces were stained with ash, and their small linen robes were draped over them, revealing two pairs of small short legs, and they looked cute short.

Except for the characteristics of plush ears and small tails, orcs are basically the same as humans.

The two sisters rushed up and circled around Allen.

The two sisters stopped after two turns, looked up, and looked at Allen with blank eyes, their tails unconsciously bent up into hooks, straight down, and rolled into a question mark, expressing great curiosity about Allen's existence.

"Efe, Ena, don't harass the village chief...... I'm sorry for the village chief, but my two daughters volunteered to come over when they heard that they wanted to thank the village chief. ”

Hawes hurried into the room, beckoned to the two daughters, and apologized to Allen by offering a black bread as a thank-you gift.

Alan waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care, and even wanted to touch the cat ears of the two Lori.

Fortunately, their father showed up in time, and he subconsciously stopped his hand.

"By the way, why is it so noisy outside the door?"

Alan heard that it was noisy outside, and his hands were folded behind his back without leaving a trace, assuming a leadership spirit.

"When everyone heard that the village chief wanted justice for the families who had lost their children, they were eager to thank the village chief for remembering their children. There were also a few young men who wanted to sign up immediately, and they also rushed over. ”

Hoss subconsciously lowered his head and replied, finished speaking in one breath, glanced at his daughter's cat ears again, and quietly glanced at Allen's right palm, afraid that Allen would find out his bold guess.

If I'm not mistaken, Lord Allen wanted to touch her daughter's ears just now?

In the tradition of the cat orcs, whether or not to let others touch their ears is an important indicator to measure the quality of the relationship between the two.

If it is a close person, touching the ear to show friendliness can promote friendship, family affection, love, etc.

If it is a hostile person touching the ears of the cat-eared orcs, it is an insult to them.

"Well, let's see you then."

Alan looked happy to hear that someone had volunteered to join the army.

Military training is a necessary plan, and as a village that aspires to dominate the world, it must have strong military strength.

Now if there are no conditions, we must create conditions, and the first step is to start with recruitment.

He walked to the door, and the two cat-eared Lori also happily followed, and when they reached the door, they heard a loud shout, which frightened their tails straight up, and quickly hid behind Allen.

"Long live Lord Allen!"

"Lord Allen, please take this bag of rice, please be sure to save them!"

"Lord Allen, my unsuccessful son will be handed over to you, no matter how you train, as long as you can save everyone, our whole family will support you for a lifetime!"

Seeing such an enthusiastic crowd, Alan hurriedly refused to salute: "No, no, you don't need to give gifts, my family has a lot of food, so you don't need to give gifts." If you want to be a soldier, tell me, tomorrow I will arrange a hunter to try out for a while, regardless of gender, adult orcs can apply. ”

Effie and Ena glanced at each other, and poked their heads out, and saw the hordes of old orcs with tears in their eyes, with both happy expressions and weeping sadness on their faces, which made the two little ones puzzled.

"Why is everyone crying and happy, so strange?"

The kitten's ears moved with short white hair, and her big cute eyes looked at her sister Effie.

Sister Effie is a black-haired and black-eared cat Lori, her tail is in the shape of a question mark, and she whispers: "I don't know, maybe Brother Allen is very reliable." ”

After that, the two Lori looked up at Allen, his back was very tall and handsome, his shoulders were broad and strong, and he was very reliable at first glance.

……

Natasha had a cloth wrapped around her head, and the linen cloth covered her forehead and her hair as much as possible, and her face was gray, and she was dressed in men's clothes, trying to pretend to be a man.

The reason for doing this is because she is an eighteen-year-old cat girl with a good looks.

At that time, in order to escape the old priest's cat slave policy, she had to disguise herself as a man, and she has been relying on her strength to make money, and she has survived to this day.

Today, she heard something shocking to the world - the village chief canceled the cat slave policy!

When she heard the news, she was stunned for the first time, and then there was disbelief.

How could those pampered young masters and old men give up the cat slave economy, Natasha once inquired about the price of cat slaves, the worst can be sold for two silver dragons, the best cat slaves have no price ceiling, and the average is a few golden dragons.

That's a golden dragon, a few golden dragons that you can't earn for a lifetime.

They only need to sell a few good-looking cat slaves to earn dozens of gold dragons, and what adult would give up the cat slave economy.

If it weren't for the fact that the people who came back from the meeting had been talking about it in their ears, and had seen the old priest being sent to mine in the mines, she would never have risked putting down her mining work and sneaking into the village to verify the truth.

Now, she finally saw the tall and handsome Allen in the crowd, smiling and talking like a warm breeze.

He has a good skin, but I don't know if his words and deeds are as good as his mouth says.

After a while, she successfully signed up for Allen's militia as a young male orc.

If the militia is sent to Altair Town to rescue people after the training, then the new policy of the village chief of Allen is true.

Natasha waited for that day to come.