The subordinates let go of the drinking there, and the gang leader Li Muxian and the leader Bula Li sat in the middle position, carefully discussing the details of the distribution of women.

During this period, they still shook their bodies to a few drunk men and women and ran over to toast, but they were ruthlessly driven away.

Brula Like agreed to Li Muxian's monogamous proposal, but she proposed that she would have to make a choice tonight, and she could leave with peace of mind when it was roughly determined.

Li Muxian agreed and proposed a specific method.

"Everyone be quiet and sit back in their seats!"

Li Muxian drank it three times in a row before everyone stopped making noise and quieted down.

Then the two of them walked up to their desks and announced the distribution plan.

The Wusun woman brought by Brulari entered a tent alone and waited inside.

The men of the "Jianghu Gang", regardless of their age or position, are divided into groups of three according to their current seats, and enter the tents one after another to accept the selection of women.

Each woman has a chopstick in her hand.

If one of the three men is chosen, the chopsticks are broken in two, half of which is given to the man and the other half is kept for himself.

After coming out, with the two truncated chopsticks together, the woman can find the man who has been selected, and the two of them register their names together under the supervision of Li Muxian and Bullali, and become a legitimate husband and wife.

If you can't see any of them, continue to stay in the tent with the full chopsticks and wait for the next round.

Don't say it, these two beautiful leaders are in a hurry, and the way they think is really good.

The first is simplicity, the second is full respect for women, and the third is fairness.

The women were overjoyed, grabbing each a freshly used chopstick and stumbling towards the tent.

Li Muxian's barracks committee is really not small, under the guidance of more than a dozen original female soldiers of the "Jianghu Gang", every Wusun woman found a tent or a simple barracks.

After a round of selection, except for more than a dozen women who hesitated and did not break the chopsticks and send them out, the vast majority of the others were already famous and rushed to find their intended person.

Then came the second round, which I didn't expect to be a bit messy.

It was agreed that every man who was not selected would be eligible for the second round of competition, but there were only thirteen women left in the tent, and if there were three men in each group, only thirty-six men would be eligible to enter the tent and be selected by the women.

Hearing that his subordinates were arguing there, Li Muxian rushed over to mediate, and finally revised the method.

She ordered the men to form a line of thirteen women, and went to the tents of the thirteen women, and entered and selected them one by one, and when the women had chosen their favorite, the procession in front of the tent dissolved itself.

The procession in front of each tent consisted of about thirty people, that is, the remaining thirteen women were worth more and could choose among thirty men.

The women who had made a choice in front of them were shouted that it was unfair, and when they were heard by Brulali, they rushed over and reprimanded them sharply, which suppressed their emotions.

This campaign to select a spouse that fully respects women's rights did not end until the second half of the night, and two-thirds of the men who were never selected were a little shocked and depressed.

Li Muxian gathered them together and talked about her and Cheng Zhong's vision.

She solemnly promised that within a month, a large number of women would join the "Flying Dragon Gang", and at that time, there might be more women than men, so she would arrange it upside down, and the men would stay in the tent and choose the satisfied women at will.

The words worked, and the unsuccessful men gathered in groups, comforting each other and going back to their respective barracks to sleep.

Whether it's fair or not, the task is done.

But there are still some small tidbits that make the two beautiful leaders cry and laugh, which is worth talking about.

There was a strange woman who secretly held a pair of chopsticks in her hand, and she broke both chopsticks and sent them out, so that two old men followed her, making it difficult for the person in charge of registration.

There was also a strange thing, holding the chopsticks firmly from beginning to end, not sharing them with anyone, and finally, she came to Bullali nervously.

"Haha, it's still this sister who has a high vision!

It doesn't matter, it's allowed, I said a long time ago, if you don't have a fancy man, you can return to the tribe, and I'll take you back tomorrow. ”

Brulari didn't care, and laughed and joked to her.

"No, no, no, I don't want to go back!"

"That'...... What the hell do you want?"

"I ...... I'm dazzled when I'm nervous, I can't see anything clearly, can you let me choose again tomorrow?"

"Gang Leader Li and I leave tomorrow morning, and it is impossible to arrange such an event for you alone.

Otherwise, I'll tell the gang leader to let you stay in the gang first, and then I'll talk about it later. ”

"But, they all have a partner, and I'm not alone, how can I see people?"

"You're too difficult, aren't you, or there's an extra man over there at the registry, can you go with him?"

"Anything, please be the leader!"

Unexpectedly, the problem was solved in this simple and comical way.

Li Muxian and Brulali yawned, looking at the two couples of men and women who left at the end, and smiled knowingly.

......

The work of the Pegasus enclave is carried out in an orderly manner.

On the afternoon of the second day after Cheng Zhong's arrangement, Ah Shang came to report to him that the three hundred angel iron whips had been successfully completed, and asked the angel to take a look.

Cheng Zhong followed Ah Shang, and Bamu Yongwei followed Cheng Zhong to the courtyard of the temporary blacksmith shop.

When I entered the door, I saw three hundred black and heavy iron whips neatly stacked, and a hundred blacksmiths, some of whom cleaned up the stove, and some of whom sat in the corner of the wall to rest.

"Masters, everyone has worked hard!"

Cheng Zhong looked around at everyone and greeted the blacksmith like an old friend.

"It's not hard, it's not hard!"

Ah Shang motioned for the blacksmiths to come together, and a bolder blacksmith agreed to Cheng Zhong's greeting.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are born once, we are familiar twice, and we are all Han Chinese, we have a common ancestor, and it is very convenient to communicate.

I want to ask you, what do you think of these iron whips that I propose to make?"

This sentence has shown that Cheng Zhong is extraordinary, he can always find common ground with others at the first time, which lays a good foundation for further communication.

"Oh, the iron whip is so good, so good, let me say, it's stronger than a sword, a sword, or something!"

A blacksmith stood up.

"Yes, Lord Angel, this is a good idea, it only took us one day to turn a pile of scrap metal into a useful weapon. ”

Another blacksmith sat there and shouted.

"Well, I see that you haven't even hit the nail on the head, Lord Angel, one word, liberated us all!"

Another old blacksmith stood up and said.

"Oh, old uncle, why did you liberate you all?"

Cheng Zhong looked at the blacksmith who was the last to speak.

In fact, how clever he was, he naturally understood what this sentence meant.

The reason for this question is that I want to say what I want to express through other people's mouths, so that the effect is better.

"Do you still need to ask, we people have been tossing around this pile of iron for months, and the 'Flying Dragon Gang' only knows how to make swords, but there is no one in charge of things, and they have come up with such a method as Lord Angel!

Since yesterday, it has only been a long time, and we have been whipped into iron and cleaned this pile of iron, and there is not a single scum left.

In this way, our group can always breathe a sigh of relief and have a good rest.

Doesn't that liberate us all?"

Although the old blacksmith wanted to say this, the organization was relatively clear.

When Cheng Zhong heard this, he laughed and said:

"Uncle is really a man who understands, and the reason why I did this is also to let you have a good rest after completing this important thing.

Rest assured, I don't think of you as a member of the Wyvern Gang in my heart, and I won't lock you up.

I want to discuss with you today and see what you plan to do next?"

Most of the blacksmiths bowed their heads and remained silent, and a few blacksmiths whispered to each other.

"Please talk casually to the master, it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, how about it?"

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Cheng Zhong pointed his finger at a whisperer and asked a direct question.

The one didn't want to stand up, but was very scared, and it took a long time to blush and say:

"Heavenly ...... Lord Angel, I ...... What I was talking to my companion about was that I couldn't go back to my home now, and I was ...... outside It's not safe outside, we ...... There's nowhere to go!"

"Ho-ho, you're right, so I'm not going to see you and want to stay all.

All the masters were temporarily organized into a craftsman battalion, the battalion commander was Ah Shang, and the deputy battalion commander was the old uncle who had just spoken, and settled down in the Tianma enclave first.

For your hard work, you will be rewarded.

I greet Fredrolan and grant you the same treatment and food as the other soldiers, and grant you the right to serve wine at every meal of your artisan battalion.

After a while, our teachings with the 'Wyvern Gang' will come to fruition, and you will be allowed to choose freely whether you want to return to the hidden tribe or stay here.

Do you think about it?"

"Yes, yes, thank you, Lord Angel!"

First, a few people agreed.

"Okay, we're all willing to follow the arrangement......"

Almost all of them agreed with each other.

A few young people took the lead in laughing and applauding, and the craftsmen cheered in unison, and the long-lost smiles appeared on the faces of this dark-skinned secret tribe people.