Chapter 290: Receiving Slaves

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The young lady said, "Do you know the graphic text on this number plate?"

The two men said: "We know that the sun is painted on it, but we don't know what is behind it." โ€

The young lady said, "Are there any of you who can read?"

The two men said very simply: "No." โ€

The young lady said, "Can you count?"

Two Chinese characters say: "Count and we will." โ€

The young lady said: "You count how many people you have in this formation, one by one." โ€

Two Chinese characters say: "Nuo." After speaking, he turned to the phalanx of his own team and shouted: "Report the number!"

So this squad of slaves began to count, bringing a hundred, and the next one continued to report from one, exactly ninety-eight.

The young lady thought to herself: "This group of slaves is okay, although it can't continue to count a hundred, but it is not bad to be able to do this." "How did the young lady know that after these slaves were caught, they reported their numbers like this every day before they went to work, so that they could be so skilled.

The young lady asked, "Do you have names?"

A man said, "We have a name, my name is Tu, and his name is Niu." โ€

The young lady said, "The official knows." After speaking, he continued: "You two, you will be the management of this phalanx in the future. โ€

The two men said, "Thank you for your promotion." โ€

The young lady saw this phalanx, and came to a phalanx again. This time, there were no license plates to issue, so Ying Ning selected two managers and reported the number directly, which was also two hundred.

After seeing the ten Zhou slave phalanxes, Miss and Ying Ning came to the patrol slave phalanx.

Three hundred and eight patrol slaves formed a phalanx of their own, dressed as soldiers and mounted horses to monitor, most of them were around this phalanx.

Ying Ning spoke the language of patrolling slaves, selected three managers, and came to the young lady.

The young lady asked these patrol slaves in the language of the patrol slaves, how to call them, and the three managers replied that they could not count, and they did not have names. Every time they went to work, they followed Zhou Nu and were not allowed to speak.

The young lady looked at the phalanx of patrol slaves, and said to the three selected managers in the slave patrol language: "This official is the envoy of the great official of the Yan Kingdom, take you, do you know?"

The three patrol slave managers shook their heads and said, "We don't know. But there is a saying in our people: flowing water will always race over the stagnant pool, and we would rather follow the adults to the edge of the world than dry up here and grow old. The heart said: "This adult in front of me is bright and bright, has a beautiful image, and can speak the language of my clan, and if he follows the adult in front of him, even if he is bad, he will not become a dumb slave who is not allowed to speak." โ€

The young lady said, "In that case, the official gave you three names, are you willing?"

When the three managers heard this, they knelt down in front of the young lady's horse, pointed to the sky, and said, "You are the great Lord God, and we are willing to serve you all our lives." โ€

The young lady said: "The three of you, in the future, you will be called blue, black, and white, and you will be the manager of this phalanx in the future." โ€

The three patrol slaves lay on the ground and said, "We are bathed in the glory of the Lord God, and in the future we will have a name and an identity, thanks to the Almighty Lord God, we will definitely not live up to the glory of the Lord God." โ€

The young lady said: "This official is not the main god, you are not allowed to call this official like this in the future, otherwise you will not blame this official for being ruthless." With that, he raised his whip and whipped it at a stump on the side of the horse.

The young lady deliberately established her power, secretly lucked some real power, activated the Vajra Prosthesis Gangfeng Domain, and where the tiger tail whip went, the stump was silently split in half, followed by a crisp "pop" sound.

When the three patrol slaves saw this, they realized that the person in front of them, although the image was cute, was not to be underestimated. They knelt down in front of the young lady's horse, and no longer dared to talk nonsense.

The young lady no longer paid attention to the three of them, beat the horse and came to the middle of each phalanx, secretly lucked her true strength, and said: "Each team has elected a manager, after you disperse, the management of each team will select its own assistants and go to my tent for a meeting together, do you understand?"

Zhou Nu responded in unison: "Understood." โ€

The young lady said the same thing to the dumb slave again in the patrol slave language, and the three dumb slave managers also replied, "Understood." โ€

The young lady came to the two chiefs and said, "I have examined these slaves, and when the governors have met and checked the roster, I will accept them all." Do you have anything else to do with the two chiefs?"

When Boerhu heard this, he came to the middle of the phalanx and shouted: "You people, after being received by the Yan State Eastern Wilderness Order, if you have the intention of escaping, you should think about the severity of the punishment of continuous sitting. โ€

The elected Zhou Nu manager replied: "Your Excellency has not broken up our family, and we will not run away." โ€

Boerhu shouted: "Before returning to Yan Kingdom, you still have to take care of those dumb slaves, if something goes wrong, don't blame this chief for enforcing the law." โ€

Zhou Nu replied: "No!"

After frightening the slaves, Boerhu returned to the young lady and said, "So be it." โ€

The young lady said: "Then I'll go back and prepare first, and I'll hold a meeting for these managers later." โ€

The young lady said goodbye to Boerhu and Xiao Tiemur and returned with Ying Ning.

Boerhu and Xiao Tiemur supervised the management of each team and selected assistants, and ordered Rong Min to bring back all the slaves, and the two took the management and management assistants of each team to the lady's tent.

On the way back, the young lady said to Ying Ning: "Those patrol slaves are the main gods with their mouths open and closed, I listen to the trouble and want to leave it to you to manage, what do you think?"

Ying Ning thought for a while and said, "Those slave patrols are tall and tall, and they look different, so I will take care of them." The heart said: "It's very fashionable to go out and bring these patrol slaves." โ€

The young lady said, "In that case, we will find a tent room later and have a separate meeting." โ€

The two horses returned to the reception courtyard, dismounted one after another, and handed over the horses to one of the guards to the stable, and the young lady said to the other guard, "There is labor to help us choose a larger tent, which will be used for a meeting." โ€

The nurse took two of them to a tent room in the courtyard for dinner, and said, "This is the largest tent in this courtyard, can you see if it is enough?"

The young lady looked inside: this tent was forty square meters in size, and there were two rows of long tables in it, and the two sides of the long tables were covered with wolf skins for people to sit in.

The young lady said: "Let's go here, let the Zhou slaves come here in a while, and the patrol slaves will come to my tent." โ€

The nurse said: "No!"

Miss and Ying Ning looked at the tent, returned to their own tent, sat down separately, and discussed how to manage those dumb slaves.

The nurse took Zhou Nu to the big tent, and Boerhu and Xiao Tiemur came to the young lady's tent with six dumb slave managers.

The young lady met with the two of them, and left Ying Ning to discipline the six patrol slaves and manage them, and took the roster and came to the big tent.

Twenty Zhou slaves and their elected assistants, nearly fifty people, stood in a big tent.