Including those inside the Liberation Regiment, it seems difficult for outsiders to understand that Donner's almost perverted requirements for hygiene and cleanliness are almost perverted.

Donner couldn't go into a long story about the connection between epidemics, germs, and hygiene.

In the modern scientific world, everyone knows how bacteria and germs invade the human body and cause diseases, but people from other worlds have no way to explain it.

This kind of thing, which cannot be seen with the naked eye, is usually classified by the people of the Holy Light Continent as gods.

As for how to break down such outdated, backward, and ignorant ideas and concepts and popularize this knowledge, we can only hope that in the future, we can make magnifying glasses and even microscopes out of glass, and slowly apply them to alchemy and medicine, and then further publicize and popularize the knowledge of public health.

From Crescent Island to Cancer Island, Donner has long known that the people of the Holy Light Continent have never had the habit of bathing frequently, and they can strictly abide by the baptism promulgated by the Holy See, and it is the norm not to take a bath for ten days and half a month on a hot day.

Even the nobles who loved cleanliness seemed to be satisfied with washing their hands, feet, faces, etc., and keeping their skin exposed to the outside to keep their appearance neat and tidy, so as to reflect the etiquette of the nobles and distinguish them from the commoners.

For this reason, many nobles also used this to ridicule the commoners, ridiculing them for being dirty and not liking cleanliness, but as everyone knows, this is only fifty steps and a hundred steps.

What's more, in the final analysis, it is not certain who is clean and who is dirtier.

A sage on the mainland once said that the upper class society is really indecent.

This sentence has been widely circulated on the mainland, and the favorite thing of the low-level commoners is to throw this sentence out when discussing the nobles in private.

In the backyard of the shop that the liberation regiment had just purchased, twenty-seven slaves stood in front of Donner again in batches, spending about an hour after taking a shower, putting on their own tattered clothes and wet hair.

Twenty-seven slaves bowed their heads and did not dare to look at Donner, who glanced at them and said lightly: "Take them all and wash them all again until they are clean." ”

Hell, there are still black things around the neck, just like the necklace, the dirt on the face has not been wiped clean, and there are black marks on the arms, which is also called taking a bath, this is a shower!

The slaves looked at each other, not knowing what was going on, and looked a little trembling, as if they had taken a bath to displease their masters?

And to wash it again? The slaves thought to themselves, is there any other way to wash the bath?

"Commander, how do you clean it?" asked the guard ghost on the side.

Donner kicked his eyes, split his face and scolded: "I still want to teach you this, how do you usually take a bath in the training camp? Go to sea for a month or two, relax, forget the rules?"

"Report to the head of the regiment, no. The guard was so frightened that he immediately replied.

The guard's attitude of admitting mistakes is quite correct, otherwise, it is indispensable to close the small black room.

Donner snorted and said, "Just understand, and they'll follow this rule, and wash it thoroughly." ”

"Understood!" the guard secretly pinched his sweat, so he was almost punished, it seems that he has really relaxed recently.

The guard gave Donner a sneaky look, and Donner said, "Go then!"

The guards led the slaves, the adults and the children, and the twenty-seven slaves continued back to the bathhouse to bathe.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no lime in Manhill City, Donner would have wanted these people to soak in lime water for a long time.

An hour later, under the strict demands and scolding of the guards, each of the twenty-seven slaves had almost two pounds of mud on their bodies.

When they stood in front of Donner again, Donner looked at him and nodded.

The reddened slaves breathed a sigh of relief, and the guards secretly relieved themselves, and if he failed the second time and failed to satisfy the commander, he would be punished.

Donner looked at these slaves, and all their slave contracts were in Donner's hands, but this time, Donner didn't burn the slave contracts in front of them as before, to buy people's hearts.

This is not to say that the hearts of these slaves are too complicated to be bought, but that Downer feels that in fact, a slave contract does not represent slaves, only their own thoughts can represent slaves.

They do not think that they are slaves, that there is no slave contract, and that when they are slaves, they are slaves without a contract.

The slave contract of these people was thrown away in private, but the thoughts of this group of people were thrown away all at once?

After a long time, Donner pointed to the pile of clothes that had just been sent by the guards, and said to the slaves, "Go and change the clothes on your body, and throw them away." These clothes are for you, two sets per person, for a change of clothes. ”

Once again, the slaves looked at each other, some of them did not believe it, and each of them dared to move.

"Take them down and let them swap them out. Donner didn't say anything and ordered the guards.

For the slaves, it seems that they are used to being violently oppressed and enslaved, and the gentle and generous Donner is a little unreal and unbelievable.

They felt that it was better to get along with the scolding, simple and rude guards.

So, under the cheers of the guards, the slaves quickly changed their clothes and stood in front of Donner for the third time.

"Take them down to rest first. Donner was a little tired and waved his hand.

What a strange host...... The slaves looked up and glanced at Donner quietly.

The slaves went down, and Donner continued to look down and pick up the quill and draw the initial blueprints on the paper.

Donner is not a professional interior designer, but he comes from the modern world, and he is well-informed, and the craftsmen and art masters who have thrown out of this world at the level of knowledge do not know how many streets.

Therefore, it is still possible to draw some simple decoration drawings, as for more details, you can only explain in detail with the craftsman himself.

When the sun went down, Jason Hans, who had gone out, came back in unison.

Before, there was nothing going on in the shop, so Jason went to the restaurant to settle the room commission, and brought back the guards and Diana by the way.

This will be the stronghold of the Liberation Regiment from now on, and everyone will live here in the future.

Hans went to the docks, and as Downer had ordered, he brought two teams of men and horses, one for escort and one for the sailors who had volunteered to sign up.

As for Yuri, he asked Duck to take him, and with a few guards, he walked around Manhill City.

"Commander, we're back. ”

Donner put down the quill pen, rubbed his wrist, and said, "Good work." ”

He looked up at the people, the guards were standing in two lines, and Diana was hiding in her brother's arms, watching the scene curiously with Dark.

Old Yuri sat down at the stone table, picked up the cup, poured himself a glass of water, and said, "There are a lot of refugees coming in Manhill City today. ”

"What's going on?" asked Donner.

"I heard that not long ago there was a legion war in the northland, and another group of refugees have fled south, hey, what a disaster. ”