When Yan Zheng began to arrange for these victims, Song Derong only felt that this short-haired king had any special habits.

I saw that he first divided the victims into two columns, men and women, even mothers and children, and then arranged men and women to each side of the riverbank.

After this separation, a number of large clay jars were removed from the bamboo raft, and with pieces of lime thrown into them, the water in the large clay jars quickly boiled.

Then these barbarians were young and strong, and they began to make a fire, and boiled a large clay jar of water on the side.

As soon as the water boiled, there were immediately barbarian women who went over and asked these people to take off their clothes!

The man was fine, and after being stunned for a while, he took off his clothes, and then threw the dirty clothes into the large clay jar.

After taking off their clothes, a brute began to twist their hair, and shaved it all the time, so that the shivering man was spared.

When the rest of the people saw this, they couldn't help but tremble, but looking at this strange environment, coupled with the fierce barbarians on the side, they had to accept their fate.

I don't know who started crying first, and many people followed suit.

The women had already cried loudly, and these women naturally knew how to be honest, and they refused to take off their clothes in front of everyone.

But how could the barbarian woman understand this, she came up and ripped their clothes, and in an instant these women were crying heartbreakingly.

Even Song Derong was busy persuading Yan Zheng, saying that the folk customs of the Ming Dynasty were not as good as those of Dongfan, and asked Yan Zheng to treat these victims leniently.

After Yan Zheng thought about it, he was afraid that it would affect the enthusiasm of the Song family to transport the victims, so he stopped purifying these women.

He said to Song Derong: "Don't think that this is a harsh government, these people, you know, are full of lice and fleas, if they are not removed, it will be harmful to their health!"

Song Derong stared blankly, but agreed with this statement, and only persuaded: "The king thinks about them, but these people don't know, and the customs of the Ming Dynasty and Dongfan are indeed very different!"

Yan Zheng smiled and said: "I just let these people live better, which is equivalent to a doctor treating the disease, and after the treatment, they can do whatever they want!"

Song Derong nodded, and continued to watch the men among the victims wail, and these women were even more frightened, and they all curled up together.

In fact, this is also a compliance test, after letting these victims shave their heads and change their clothes, it is equivalent to a complete break with Daming.

After the lime water is soaked, the lime water disinfection begins.

This is the best insecticide that Yan Zheng can find, and the pain must be painful, but if this thing is bitter, it can increase the survival rate of the victims by a notch.

And the naturalized women of Ming descent who followed this time were in charge of this disinfection, and they also took pity on these fellow Ming people.

However, the short-haired king gave an order, and they had to obey it, not to mention that they were also educated, and it was good for these people to do so.

Wang Jiang was the head of these women, and she smiled and pulled a young man to stand in a large clay jar, and then scooped up the lime water and poured it down.

The thin young man suddenly jumped two feet high, but was held down by Wang Jiang's family.

Wang Jiang hurriedly persuaded: "Little brother, this is good for you!" Endure it and pass, after thinking about it, the king said, naturalize and shave your head, you don't have to worry about food and clothing! ”

The young man listened with pain, and another woman next to him opened her throat and said, "As long as you pass this level, the king will divide the fields and houses for you!"

"Naturalized and shaved your head, you don't have to worry about food and clothing!" Several of the women shouted in unison.

These panicked male victims calmed down a little.

When the young man's eyes were red and tears flowed down his eyes, he crawled out of the lime water, and was thrown into the river for a dip, and then he stayed uncomfortably.

Then he was given a bowl of hot soup with meat, and by the way, he was given a sack-like sack.

The boy took a sip of the hot soup, only to feel that his eyes were very painful and he kept crying.

Seeing that there was broth to drink, the people behind him instantly became a lot more courageous, and the speed of purification was improved.

Yan Zheng sat and watched from the side, he crossed Erlang's legs, and his eyes kept scanning the people in front of him.

This feeling is actually a bit strange, seeing the ancestors hundreds of years ago skinny, numb and sluggish, and living so miserably, people will suddenly begin to wonder how much the magnificent waves in the history books have to do with ordinary people.

I believe that these Ming people in front of them, in the face of a bowl of rice and the identity of the Ming people, they will probably choose a bowl of rice.

And the history books record the deeds of princes and generals, but behind this, there are countless nameless ordinary people, silently supported.

So the people, and only the people, are the real creators of history!

"Let's start building a house! Remember, just go one compartment at a time, and be wide and ventilated! Also remember to fix a few toilets! ”

After looking at it for a while, Yan Zheng ordered that the young man who followed him start building the house. You don't need to build too tall, just ensure ventilation and ensure that it can't be rained.

In the future, any Ming people sent over must undergo a one-month quarantine here.

The purpose is to prevent the import of epidemics, and at the same time, the seaside climate is not as good as in the dense forest, which is more friendly to these people who have just suffered and starved!

And in order to purify these women, Yan Zheng also had to order the construction of several sheds to ensure that they could have a certain amount of privacy.

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"Which of you has a craft on you?"

After most of the male victims were purified, Yan Zheng walked up to them and asked.

These people squinted their peach-like eyes and looked at the strangely dressed short-haired man, and they all chose to continue to lick the bowl with their heads down.

Yan Zheng smiled faintly and said: "If you have craftsmanship, you can work for me, not only to divide the field and the house, but also to get wages every month!"

"You can think about it, when you go to Dongfan, there is no artisan household, no military household, artisan household, stove household, and music household, only the national statement!"

"And we treat craftsmen preferentially! Preferential treatment for all who have the ability! ”

After Yan Zheng finished speaking, he stood in front of them and ordered each of these people to boil another bowl of porridge with shredded meat.

"Big ...... King! After a while, an old-looking man stood up, stretched out his left hand, which was missing half of his index finger, and said, "I know how to work as a carpenter, but I have a broken hand, but I don't have to say anything about my craft, king, you see......"

"Good! Very good! Yan Zheng walked up to him and said, "You will continue to be a carpenter in the future!" How many years have you been in this business? ”

"Back to the king, I started working at the age of twelve, and I have been doing it for a total of twenty-eight years!"

Yan Zheng calculated it and was surprised that this person was only forty years old. He smiled and said, "That's the master, you can take an apprentice in the future!"

Saying that, Yan Zheng asked Wang Jiang to write down the name of this person, and gave him the number 00001, and hung a bamboo tag around his neck, so that he stood aside.

"Big ...... Wang, I have the craft of plowing pigs! Another whispered.

Yan Zheng glanced at it and said approvingly: "If you want it, you want it!" You'll cut pigs in the future, and you'll have to teach your craft! ”

"King, I will strike iron!"

"King, I used to be a carpenter!"

"King, I know some herbs!"

"King, I used to ......"

There were about 180 male victims, 12 of whom were craftsmen! This percentage is not too low, nor is it too high.

However, this is also far faster than his own slow cultivation, at least these people have some experience, and they will be taught faster.

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