Brand saw that the young man had said something to his subordinates, and then he stepped forward a few steps and said, "Everyone, be quiet for a while, and listen to me." ”

The young man looked around, and although his gaze was gentle, it made all the refugees bow their heads unconsciously, and the noisy voices disappeared without a trace for a while.

That's the ...... It took a long time for Brand to think of such a word.

"I understand your grief when you have to leave your homeland because of the war. ”

"This is Cancer Island, a small island in the eastern part of the East Continent, inhabited by a group of ordinary people who suffer like you, and here, on behalf of the more than 800 residents of the island, I welcome you. ”

"We're not pirates, and certainly not nobles. Saying this, the young man smiled, "I am the leader of Cancer Island and the leader of the liberation group. ”

What a weird name, Brand thought to himself.

"You have suffered from the disaster of war, but you have been abandoned by the kingdom, but I tell you, since you have come to Cancer Island, you can let go of the fear in your heart, and then, I hope you can keep quiet, follow the guidance of the escort, line up, and then we will start eating, okay!"

"Good!" Brand blurted out, and the refugees around him looked at him like monsters.

At this time, Brand was embarrassed to find that no one in the audience answered, only he said yes loudly.

However, the young man just glanced at himself, didn't say anything, just smiled, and continued to give a few orders to his subordinates.

At the request of young people, those with families stood on one side, and those who were alone stood on the side, lined up and sat on the pier.

Then, a team of guards walked towards the refugees with wooden plates on which they placed bowls, and they delivered them to each of them.

Soon it was Brand's turn, and the guard took the bowl from the wooden plate, handed it to him, and said, "This is boiling water, be careful of scalding." ”

Brand was stunned with the bowl, and looked at the back of the guard for a long time without moving.

"Father, I'm thirsty, I want water!" the ten-year-old son next to him tugged at the corner of Brand's clothes.

Brand opened his mouth before he said, "Drink, be careful of the burn." ”

The water was boiled, and after a while, it was not too hot, and Brand's son Gollum poured a big sip and handed it to his mother: "Mother, give it to you." ”

The young man in front of him was still saying, "Don't be anxious, be patient, everyone has it." ”

Afterwards, bowls of boiling water were distributed, and the thirsty refugees took the bowls and drank the warm water one by one.

Brand still had half a bowl left in his bowl, and he rubbed the porcelain bowl in his hand, feeling curious.

I don't know how to make this kind of tableware, and it doesn't seem to have appeared on the mainland?

It feels extremely smooth, with regular intersections of patterns on it, and as far as the eye can see, it seems that the patterns on each tableware are exactly the same.

It's as beautiful as the troubadour's mouth, the collection of the aristocracy.

I didn't expect this small island to be able to make tableware with such exquisite things, they are really rich?

The guards then carried a wooden barrel from the front to the back of the refugee line and began to distribute food.

Brand waited with his cutlery in his eyes, and it didn't take long for his turn.

The guard scooped out a scoop of sticky food from the barrel, poured it into his bowl, and handed him a white steamed bun before heading to the back.

Brand sniffed it, and realized that the sticky stuff was made from wheat flour.

The young man said, "Although you have been hungry for a long time, you should eat slowly and be careful not to choke." ”

Brand took a sip of wheat flour porridge, took a bite of the steamed bun, looked down at the tooth marks on it, and the words of the young regiment leader echoed in his ears, and there was an inexplicable warm current in his eyes.

"Father, this white steamed bun is so sweet!" said the son, who nodded but remained silent.

He secretly looked at the smiling young man at the front, and suddenly felt that he had come to this ...... The place of Cancer Island is not too bad.

It took about ten minutes, and after everyone had finished eating, the guards continued to fill the refugees' dishes with water.

The young man began to speak again: "Because the preparation is relatively hasty, and the food is not prepared, so everyone, there may be people who eat a lot, and it is estimated that they are not full. ”

Some of the refugees were smiling, some were blushing.

Brand grabbed his wife and children and listened quietly to the young regiment leader: "But don't worry, take your time, there will be bread and steamed buns in the future." ”

"You're done eating, wait a minute, line up to the front one by one to register. The young leader pointed to the side, where five wooden tables were placed, and several men were sitting meticulously behind them with quill pens.

"After you have registered, someone will take you to your place of residence, but now the place where you live is still a little rudimentary, I hope you will be there for a while. ”

Brand saw the young regiment leader say to a few people behind the table, "Let's start." ”

Starting from the first in the first row, the guards led the timid refugees to the wooden table.

What the registered young people were asking of the refugees, Brand was far away from hearing clearly.

The line slowly became shorter, and after an hour, it was up to Brand.

Brand took his wife and children by his side and walked to the wooden table. The young man behind the wooden table glanced up at him and began to ask.

Name, age, number of people in the family, what kind of craftsmanship you have, etc.

Brand didn't dare to hide it, and answered the question truthfully.

After the registration was completed, the young man said to one of the guards beside him, "Take him down and assign him to the carpenter's group." ”

Brand followed the guard carefully to the side, standing with the other refugees, waiting for the next order, so several familiar refugees asked each other: "Brand, what did you ask?"

Brand told the questioning refugee as it was, and then the man was pleasantly surprised, "You also assigned a carpenter group." ”

Brand nodded.

The refugee said thoughtfully, "It seems that all those who know how to carpenter are assigned together." ”

"I heard that those who don't know how to craft are assigned to some production team. ”

"Production team?" Bland wondered, "What is a production team?"

"I don't know!" the man shook his head.

After registering everyone, the young man stood up again and said: "In our liberation regiment, food can only be obtained by working with hands. ”

"You're also a member of Cancer Island now. Cancer Island is now under construction, and we need everyone to contribute their own strength, and I sincerely hope that everyone can take the initiative to participate in the labor and build everyone's home together. ”

"As you have seen, according to your registration, you have been assigned small groups and squads, and according to my assumptions, in the future, everyone will have to calculate their labor according to the division of labor, and then use the labor share to receive food. ”

The refugees whispered.

Donner said flatly: "There is no free lunch in the world, only labor can harvest fruits, and more labor can harvest more food." ”

"Alright, that's it, you follow the guards back to the island to rest, if there is anything you can ask, the guards will help you. ”