"It's the same as you see......" Angus spread his hands: "I'm not prepared." Purple Pavilion "

"Why?" Arles is even stranger.

"Why? I don't have time to prepare...... Have you forgotten? Yesterday, when you went to prepare......" Speaking of this, Angus smiled on his face: "I will accompany Master Locke to see the land." ”

"Really?" Arles looked at his companion suspiciously: "And then you didn't get anything?" ”

"Whoa......," Angus gestured again, his free hands.

"Yes......" After hesitating for a few seconds, Arles suddenly shook his head vigorously: "I don't believe it." ”

"Huh!" This time it became Angus strange: "Why? ”

"Because you're the Clever Man known throughout Fort Akford, and I, for all these years, have been your old Clever neighbor."

As he spoke, Arles leaned closer to the Clever Man: "What did Lord Los say?" ”

"Didn't say anything."

"And what did you guess?"

"Nothing!" Angus shook his head vigorously: "Nothing, I'm just too tired, and you're thinking too much." ”

"Really? Hmm......" Arles showed a reminiscing expression: "Hmm...... On the way over, you kept staring at the arrow tree...... Arrow Tree ...... Arrow Tree ...... Yes! I know! Lord Los seems to have said that this group of serfs will live in the land in the future, and you are going to bury the sharp lot by the river? ”

"Nope!" Angus shook his head: "I just think that arrow tree is growing well, maybe I can ask Master Loos for permission to cut two to make a few back baskets." ”

"When you get to this side, there is a slope overgrown with rattan, and you have been looking at it for a long time...... Cane...... Cane...... Hmm, you're going to help Lord Lois build a slacker shelf? ”

"No!" Angus shook his head again: "I'm thinking of a rope to tie livestock!" ”

"Sharp picks! Shelf! Ignoring Angus's explanation, Arles exclaimed, "What a great idea! Compared to this ......" waving the stick in his hand, Arles' eyes were full of admiration for the clever man: "All at once, let Lord Los know how much we care about his affairs!" ”

"Not really!" Angus shook his head again: "Arles, you're thinking too much...... Don't talk about that. ”

"Huh? Oh...... Oh! Arles hurriedly lowered his voice: "That's right, this is a rare idea, and you can't let others steal it for nothing." ”

"Steal? Oh! Angus couldn't help but laugh: "What the hell are you thinking......"

While the two were talking, the other companions were not idle, pointing to the serfs who had just been driven out of the hut by their companions, and Angus continued: "My fear is not 'stolen', my fear is that you will frighten these poor people. ”

This time, Angus was thinking too much.

Poor people are not so easily frightened.

More precisely, when they saw this large group of police officers, and the wooden sticks in their hands, some serfs even showed a look of relief.

"Looks like these guys who came with us are guarding us...... Well, in that case, we'll have a good time before the fall. An elderly serf said.

"Doing well?" This is a relatively young serf.

"See the sticks in their hands?"

"Saw ......" The younger serf nodded, his face full of fear: "It's much bigger than the sticks of the police in our village!" ”

"Big stick, big stick for the new police officer......" The old serf smiled: "...... It does look scary, but the bigger the stick, the better...... the older serf put his mouth next to the young serf: "The bigger the stick, the greater the strength it takes, and the bigger the beating...... You'll know when the time comes, and it won't hurt as much as the original stick in your village. ”

"Oh?"

"Also, do you see the thorns over there?" The older serf said again.

"See, it's terrible."

"This must be the stuff that these new police officers have made......" commented the older serf: "There are too many thorns on the top, and if it is a seasoned police officer, it will definitely grind off the spikes on the surface and leave the branches below." In that case...... "the old serf gave a cold war:" and did not fight the bad guys, and it hurt terribly. ”

As the two spoke, the police officers announced that from that day on, the serfs would have to work in their fields.

"Huh? It's finally time to get to work! The old serf's face was full of excitement.

Next to "Yes......" Another serf, who was also not young, was also very happy: "I only had to walk around with things on my back for several days, and yesterday I didn't even do anything, and I lay in vain for a day, which is really worrying." ”

"Isn't it good not to work?" The young serf was puzzled.

"Of course, it's good not to work, but ......," said the old serf, "we can only have a mouthful of food every day." ”

"One big bite! And it's mush. "The serf next to him corrected.

"Salted mush! Today's mush, with salt! A little farther on, a serf who had already been assigned to the mushy shouted. - After arriving at the village of Akrya, Wu Qingchen gave each serf a wooden bowl. - the first private property of this group of serfs.

"Ahh "Juggernaut!" "Really?" Without further analysing the differences between the old and new police officers, the serfs, who were already tightly surrounded, approached the wooden barrels again.

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An hour later.

The village of Ai Kli is to the northeast, and the land of Wu Qingchen has just been divided.

When Pastor Praia, Wu Qingchen, and Wu Qingchen's three students arrived, there were already two large groups of serfs standing next to Wu Qingchen's territory that had just been divided.

On the left, the new serfs brought in by the new police officers; On the right, Antoine, the former serf brought by Abbeville.

"This is a serf?"

"Is this really a serf?"

"York and Harry, are you telling the truth?"

If you just look at the physical state, the captured serfs, the serfs who were transferred by the parish, are completely incredulous, the group of people next to them who are a little thin, but they must often be able to eat enough, and their faces are a little pale, but they must also be able to sleep peacefully, are actually serfs; However, looking at the imprints on the feet and the scars on the bodies of these fellows, the serfs had to be surprised to confirm that this group of people was indeed - or rather, had indeed been of the same identity as themselves.

"Andre ......" Everyone stood still, and Wu Qingchen greeted: "Is it okay?" ”

"That's it, Brother Loth."

"Let's get started."

"Okay." Andre nodded, and immediately looked back at the serf beside him: "Lu Sien, you start here, you know?" ”

"Yes, sir!" The serf who was named nodded vigorously.

"Hmm......" walked out of the way, and Andrei looked at the other serf: "Jays, you are here." ”

"Yes, sir." Jays nodded as well.

"Kyle? There you are. ”

"Yes." Kyle nodded.

"Cory ......"

"Yes, sir!" Corey bowed.

……

In this way, in about five minutes, the serfs brought by Andre all stood in the assigned position.

After arranging, Andrei fished out a ball of dirt from his portion, picked up a relatively straight branch, and began to work.

"Do you know what His Excellency Andre is doing?" At this time, Wu Qingchen spoke.

"Sundial." All three students answered in unison.

"Not bad." Wu Qingchen nodded: "You guys also go to make one." ”

"Okay, teacher."

The three of them bowed in unison, walked up to Andre, and began to play with mud as well...... Well, make a simple sundial.

A few minutes later, Andrei and the others made the sundial.

Next, use the method of "labor potential exploration" (chapters 122-129) that Wu Qingchen demonstrated to Andre before leaving the village of Ai Klee......

The former serfs quickly completed a series of processes such as "post responsibility", "best individual award", "competition for posts", "cordial leadership", "team spirit", "vision and outlook", "competition mechanism", "regular mixing", "anonymous complaints", "bonus incentives" and so on.

In addition, due to the growth of status and prestige, Wu Qingchen also introduced "leadership responsibilities" and "project bonuses" for police service in due course. - The performance of the department in charge of the relevant police service station determines whether he is reprimanded or receives a multiple of the beans compared to the serfs.

"Beans! Serfs can eat beans! ”

"What are serfs! Take a look at the beans distributed by the police officer, three bowls...... O Lord! Four bowls of beans! ”

"O Master! Angus, did you see that? That's how the village of Akris works......"

At the end of the round, Arles looked at the "bonuses" received by the serfs and police officers, and Arles' eyes were round and his face was full of shock.

"Huh!"

However, when Arles looked back, he realized that he had been shocked too soon:

Next to him, Angus's originally empty hands, I don't know when, there was an extra hand rake for weeding.

Holding this tool, which was suitable for today's busy work, Angus was staring at the bean barrels surrounded by the old police officers and old serfs, and the other bean barrels that were obviously prepared for his new group of police officers and new serfs.

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