In the afternoon of the same day, the overseer Yuan Zhen took Alsz and moved into the artisan residence, an independent courtyard, where the wheat slowly loaded the clay jar, and the copper coins were piled up on the table. This is the current treatment of Lanzhou craftsmen, two stone corn per month, consistent copper coins, and 4 taels of silver at the end of the year, in addition, whenever there is progress in research and development, there are additional rewards. After a long war, there are few people in the land, and more than 10,000 households living in Lanzhou City are still not crowded, so the houses are distributed for free, and the households only need to repair the dilapidated houses themselves. Als was stunned to sign the receipt and pressed his handprint, respectfully handed it to Yuan Zhen, and stood in his room a little timidly, not daring to sit down.

Yuan Zhen smiled and said: "Ah stunned, I will leave, there is something inconvenient, my yard is next door to you, if there is anything, just say anything." After saying that, he turned around and left, Als was stunned in the room alone, there was no shortage of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and there was a brand-new iron pot on the stove, but Ah was stunned to grow so big, he had always used a few wooden sticks to support the hanging pot to cook and eat, and he had never used a good stove.

Things that don't understand, Als has always been very careful, never dare to try easily, quite a bit of a modern nerd temperament, which is why he is called "useless stunned". Yuan Zhen didn't expect that the dignified craftsman would not use the stove, and Ars was stunned to come from the slave status, and he didn't dare to disturb the overseer for this little thing, and he was stunned for a long time, and suddenly patted his head, confused, and turned around to see that the leg of mutton he won today was still on a stool by the door. That was what Ars had put when he entered the room. Although the cold leg of lamb exuded a strong smell, Als was stunned and directly picked up the leg of lamb and gnawed it, it was so fragrant.

Not far from Ars's house, in the slaves' quarters, Arjuna carefully cut off the good flesh from the leg of lamb and brought it to her husband, who was a skilled hand at spinning and weaving felt blankets, and had won two of the last five competitions. Temur's face was gloomy, and he watched his wife do things, and a wave of humiliation welled up in his heart, he was the number of warriors in the tribe, and the goshawk was folded and raised like a chicken in this place with walls on all sides. Originally, with his martial arts, he could pass the assessment of the Lanzhou sergeant, but dozens of noble warriors in the tribe took advantage of the assessment to suddenly riot and attempt to attack and kill the Lanzhou sergeant and escaped, causing Wu Yingying's thunderous anger and killing all the rioters, and the rest of the people were taken back to Lanzhou as slaves. Now half of the slaves in the artisan camp belong to his tribe.

The slaves lived in very small houses, but Arjuna had the ability to decorate the cramped cage with a little warmth, and Temur looked apologetically at his wife, who had been busy all day, and gritted his teeth, tightened the belt around his waist, and stood up.

"You're going out? Eat something first. Seeing that he was about to go out, Arjuna had a panicked look on her face. After the slaves got off work, about half an hour before dark, they could visit each other in the closed area, after all, Lanzhou did not intend to keep these people in slavery until death, and it was necessary to prevent them from becoming psychopathic due to the lack of communication with their kind. But Arjuna knew that Temur was not simply a doorman, his expression could never hide from his wife, and what he was going to do was a dangerous thing.

Temur ignored his wife's persuasion to go out, he looked left and right, there was no Lanzhou sergeant around, they were basically eating when the slaves were out of the wind, and the people on duty were also on guard outside the slaves' dwellings, he lowered his head, turned a few corners, and walked quickly into a house that was no different from other slaves' dwellings.

Bagan, Halbara, Agoura, and Tengger were already waiting in the house, and when they saw Temur finally come in, Harbara said in a deep voice, "Temur, why is it so late today?" Temur smiled a little awkwardly, and Bagan also smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said to the other three: "Whoever has a good woman like Arjuna can't pull her feet out." The others immediately burst into laughter, and the slightly tense atmosphere suddenly dissolved.

Everyone sat cross-legged on the ground around Bagen's table, and although there was no hot milk tea, mellow mare's milk wine, and roast mutton, everyone's eyes were shining, as if entering this room, it was a gathering of good men on the grassland, not just a few slaves running around the door.

"What do the brothers think of Ars's promotion to a craftsman today?" Bagan, who took the lead in gathering everyone, put away his smile and asked seriously. It was he who secretly gathered these heroes in the slave camp, and everyone discussed how to get out of the current embarrassing situation.

"This is the Han people who want to install a traitor among us, right? Trick those soft bones!" Halbara pouted, but his demeanor was a little insincere.

"Perhaps, as long as we work hard, we can really get rid of the status of slaves, and they will talk the talk. Agoura glanced at the rest of the group and plucked up his courage to speak.

"When did the Han people talk about it, their hearts are all black, they only know to lie to us straightforward steppe people, that day I heard the overseer say that a sheep in the Han land will be sold for 500 yuan, but the Han caravan came to the tribe to collect, less than 100 yuan, take it away!" Tengger said indignantly, inadvertently revealing the fact that he and the overseer sergeant had chatted, Bagan's eyes flashed, and he secretly wrote it down.

"What if we do hard labor for a few years, and the Han people break their promise and don't let us go?" Temur looked at the other three, two of whom were warriors of his tribe.

"What else can I do? fight with them!" Bagan waved his hand, his tone was very resolute, and several other people were more or less intimidated by the threat of the Lanzhou army, and what Temur admired the most was Bagen's persistence in this matter, if he couldn't get his freedom, he would fight for his life.

"But this useless Ah stunned is really good luck, I have seen the adult who released him, it is the adult of Lanzhou. "Agoura has a wife and a pair of children at home, although he is not satisfied with the current situation, and it is not easy to make the determination to pick up a knife and fight hard.

When it was pleasant, time always passed faster, and it felt like we hadn't talked for long, when it was getting dark, the bell rang in the slave camp, and the curfew was about to begin, and several people hurriedly took their leave, leaving only Bagan still in the house. He stood outside the window and watched the backs of the brothers who had just gathered, and sighed softly, his face extremely complicated.

After a stick of incense, Bagen appeared in Cai Jian's apartment, Cai Jian, the captain of the craftsman battalion, Shi Yuanqing, Yan Zhe, and the ten-captain Kuang Wuwei were already waiting inside, and the five chairs formed a circle, leaving him a vacant seat, and the atmosphere seemed to be unusual.

"It's hard work, sit down first. Cai Jian smiled and waved his hand to stop Bagan from starting to report immediately, pointing to the empty chair.

Could it be that this day has really come? Bagan suddenly felt a little dry and nervous.

Cai Jian and the others looked at each other a few times, and said, "Are these warriors dissatisfied with Ah Xuan's promotion to a craftsman?"

Bagan replied, "No, everyone is a little envious. ”