The next day, early in the morning, there was rain, and it was raining lightly.

But the work in the gold mines did not stop because of the rain, and it was still the two slaves who came yesterday to help Nalan Xingtian carry the ore.

Because of the rain, the roads were muddy, and it took more effort to carry the ore.

When others respect him, he respects others.

Although he knew that this was Thomas's means to win people's hearts, and these two people also came because they were afraid of Thomas's might, Nalan Xingtian still felt a little grateful to these two people.

When lifting the ore, Nalan Xingtian also used a little strength, and he felt tired before letting the two of them share more.

During the lunch break, Nalan Xingtian relied on eating the strange-tasting paste, and for nearly a month, he had slowly gotten used to the taste.

While eating the paste, he observed the movements of the guards on the watchtower, and combined with the records of the apocalypse, he roughly figured it out.

The guards on the watchtower rotated in three shifts, and each group of guards was on duty for about four hours, and the pattern of behavior was roughly the same, and he also let the apocalypse record.

As the paste in the bowl slowly bottomed out, Nalan Xingtian still didn't feel full, the feeling of hunger was constantly stimulating his brain, making his salivary glands constantly secrete saliva, recalling the food Loulan Cheng had eaten, his stomach seemed to be even hungrier.

Nalan Xingtian looked up, put down the bowl, and saw Thomas and Ron walking in his direction.

Thomas had two bowls of paste in his hands, and it was not known from which hapless prisoner he had snatched them.

Thomas walked in and handed two bowls of paste to Nalan Xingtian, who took the paste and handed one of the bowls to Sange.

He understood that the reason why Thomas did not hand it to Sanger was to show himself that this food is for you, because I fancy you, and as for who you want to give, it is your freedom.

Sanger took the batter, the bowl was not enough to fill his stomach, and he stopped saying polite words, and devoured it.

"Ron, give it to him. Thomas said suddenly.

Nalan Xingtian was feeling strange at the headless words, when he saw that he took out something from his bosom that was dressed in a tree branch.

It was a roasted hare, the flowing grease was roasted to a golden brown, and it was still steaming hot on this cold rainy day, and the fragrance was mouth-watering.

Nalan Xingtian swallowed his saliva unconsciously, he hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and the smell was like going to heaven.

Ron looked at the scented hare, endured the saliva he kept swallowing, and handed it to Nalan Xingtian.

Nalan Xingtian was not polite, and took it, knowing that he had shown enough value to gain more respect from others.

He glanced at Thomas and said, "Thank you, Mr. Thomas." ”

"This is what you deserve, and in the future, every day. Thomas smiled, then pointed to his head with the fingers of his right hand, "I need some wisdom from you to help us solve those problems, eat more, and think better." ”

Nalan Xingtian tore the hare apart and handed half of it to Sanger.

Sanger saw the hare handed over by Nalan Xingtian, the saliva secreted made his throat squirm constantly, but he still didn't dare to take it, he was already very satisfied with being able to eat an extra bowl of paste, this half of the hare seemed to be a little hot.

Sanger looked up at Thomas.

Thomas met Sanger's gaze, his gaze softened a little, and then he said: "Since the little brother gave it to you, then you can eat, and after eating, dispose of the bones, don't let others see it, and don't talk too much." ”

Sanger nodded, "Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Thomas. ”

"You should thank him, not me. Thomas said.

Sanger looked at Nalan Xingtian and took the half of the fragrant hare, and he felt a little excited.

In this life, there has never been such a tragic encounter, when life has been shrouded in darkness and there is no hope in sight, he even thought about dying.

At this time, there was a person who took care of him like this, encouraged him to persevere, and gave him the courage to live in his heart, and the gratitude in his heart cannot be clearly expressed in words.

"Thank you. Sanger felt like he could only say those two words.

"Hurry up and eat it, or it will be cold." Nalan Xingtian took a bite on the rabbit meat, and the bite was splashed with grease.

There is only a faint salt taste, but the thick part of the rabbit meat is mellow and soft, the thin part of the meat is crispy and crispy, and the tooth of chewing it has a long fragrance.

"Good workmanship. Nalan Xingtian gave Ron a thumbs up, and then feasted even more.

Ron smiled slightly and agreed, the rabbit meat was the result of his roasting for nearly an hour, he used to roast it for Boss Thomas, but he could always get a small half, but today, Boss Thomas threw himself all the rabbit meat to Nalan Xingtian.

Although he knew that it was to win people's hearts for the prison escape plan, this kind of action still made Ron a little jealous in his heart, just give Nalan Xingtian to eat, and the tailor named Sanger can also eat half of it? He looked at Nalan Xingtian's wolfing appearance, thinking about the soft and delicious rabbit meat, and unconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Soon, Nalan Xingtian ate cleanly, he wiped his lips clean, touched his full stomach, and burped, he hadn't eaten so comfortably for a long time.

Sanger also quickly finished eating, he threw all the bones he had eaten and Nalan Xingtian next to him, dug a small pit in the ground with his hands, and buried them all.

Thomas looked at Nalan Xingtian's full-fed appearance, and said with a smile: "Little brother, now that we have eaten enough, it's time for us to talk about business." ”

Nalan Xingtian looked around, because of the rain, most of the guards on duty ran back to the house, only one guard was left, and he also took shelter from the rain in a sheltered place far away.

"Okay, Mr. Thomas, may I ask how the things you promised yesterday are going?" asked Nalan Xingtian.

"I have asked my subordinates to do the matter of informing the slaves, first of all, some of the slaves, there are too many people who know for fear of any trouble. The key thing is not difficult because Ron is there, it's too early, I'll let Ron get the key the day before we have to act. Thomas wondered if he had missed anything.

"And the two idiots you mentioned, named Brudy and Hale, how are you going to deal with it?"

"Those two people, I have asked my men to call them over, and I believe that they will be here soon. Thomas said.

"Then are you going to convince them or do you use some other method?" asked Nalan Xingtian.

"Talk to them first, if you cooperate, then it's easy to say, if they don't cooperate....... Thomas stopped and made a throat-slitting motion.