"What, Roger actually promised you!"

Joan of Arc sat back on the bed.

Originally, three hundred dwarf slaves were enough to put the entire territory in trouble, but now there are five hundred more covenants. Joan of Arc dares to guarantee that when the end of July arrives, the entire territory will fall into famine!

"If you don't agree, then he is not the Roger I know!" Leren pursed his mouth. "Okay, let's think about it. Wait for the group of girls to come, what should they do. You know, the food in the territory is very tight now. We can't just watch it for nothing, at least we have to help Roger a little."

"By the way, where is Roger?" Joan of Arc jumped up from the bed and looked around, but did not see Yang Dashuan.

"He went to inspect the slaves. Today, Cousin Rock has sent three hundred dwarf slaves." Alice lowered her head and said in a low voice.

Alice also felt a burst of self-blame in her heart.

Although Leren had done something similar at the beginning, it was not so outrageous.

There were only two hundred elves, and at that time the territory was short of manpower. But now the territory was not short of manpower at all, and this part was completely free for free. And there were more than five hundred people. According to what Alice said, Yang Dashuan would spend a lot of money every year to buy these 500 girls from the tribe. Moreover, the conditions for purchasing these girls were that 20,000 sets of weapons must be provided every year.

"Let's talk about it first, how to place these five hundred people?" Leren took a deep breath and looked at Alice and Joan of Arc. "Everyone has come up with ideas. Alice, you talk first. Roger has given you all these charity girls to manage, so you can't let him down. Tell me, what are you going to arrange for them?"

"Or we can reclaim some farmland and let those girls go to farm?" Alice asked in a low voice. "This will not only alleviate the food problems in our territory, but also allow those girls to have something to do."

Joan of Arc kept shook his head. "No, Roger will definitely not give up."

Alice lowered her head.

This is for sure.

Yang Dashuan, the farmland in the territory, never let the elves get in.

Yang Dashuan said this at the beginning—"Farming is a rough job. Look at the girls of the Elf Clan are all tender and tender, don't let them do it. I would rather let those old dwarfs do this than let them do it."

And that's the truth. No matter how busy the territory is, Yang Dashuan never lets these elves interfere in those hard and tiring work.

Now that these five hundred more Qi Keyin girls are about to be released, I am afraid they are idle again.

"What should I do?" Alice was immediately worried.

There is really no other busy person in the territory now. Even if there are, Yang Dashuan will never let them do it.

"I have no choice!" Joan of Arc kept shaking his head. "Okay, in my opinion, even if we want to break our heads here, Roger may not agree. Why don't you let him think about it? "

"That's right, maybe Rogue has already made a solution!" Leren nodded.

Before noon was approaching, Locke had already brought the slaves.

All the dwarves.

These dwarves were bought specifically from the slave market.

If these dwarves were in the alliance, they would be treated very well. Dwarves were born blacksmiths, and their strength was not inferior to Bemon, allowing them to wield hammers more easily and forge weapons better. However, when they fell into the hands of the tribe, they would only end up doing farm work.

The lack of mineral resources in the tribe far limits the survival of this race.

"Very good!" Yang Dashuan kept nodding.

Most of these dwarves worked for a while on the noble farm and were sold to Maple Leaf Town, which was just a place to change jobs for them.

"My cousin, look at it." Locke grabbed a dwarf from the team and took off the dwarf's pants on the spot at Yang Dashuan. "We look at whether the slaves are strong from all aspects. In addition to strength, what is more important is their reproductive ability."

The dwarf had brown hair and his beard almost drooped to his feet, but he carefully braided it.

Due to annoyed Locke's approach, the dwarf's face turned purple.

"good!"

Yang Dashuan was very satisfied.

This group of dwarves seemed to have been working as a coolie, and the muscles on their bodies, especially on their arms were extremely developed. "Can you make a blacksmith?" Yang Dashuan asked.

"Yes, we dwarves are born blacksmiths." Although the dwarves were unhappy, they still answered honestly. Bemon's long-term enslavement made them dare to be angry but not speak out. Facing this future master, he still dared not disobey at all. "But we have been working as a hard worker, and the ironwork may be a little unfamiliar, but as long as we have three or four days of hard work, we can get familiar with each other."

Yang Dashuan nodded. "Are there any requirements for treatment?"

"If you say that, no. We have the strength. As long as we give us a full meal, we can work hard!" The dwarf looked at Yang Dashuan with a gaze. His working experience during that period in the tribe made him shudder. Many times, even Become himself was hungry, and slaves like them usually had a meal for three or two days.

"Good answer!" Yang Dashuan smiled, "Don't say anything, see if there is a blacksmith shop there? The biggest dwarf - his name is Edward, you will be under their jurisdiction from now on. First fill your stomach, fill your stomach and then work. As long as you do well, you will have food every day, and as long as I am satisfied, I will give you ale."

Ale!

As soon as he heard that there was wine, the dwarves suddenly became energetic and nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice.

Originally, the dwarves didn't have much hope. Such a desolate territory might not have lived well in the tribe. Who knew that they even provided ale.

The dwarves were immediately moved!

The idea of ​​originally planning to escape at night was also dispelled.

Seeing the elves taking the dwarves to have dinner, Locke smiled, it seemed that his brother-in-law was satisfied. "By the way, brother-in-law. I also want to get ten thousand sets of equipment from you next year. Do you think it's okay?"

"Let's talk about it then."

Yang Dashuan waved his hand. He didn't want to talk about this issue at all. When he thought of the iron ore that had been exhausted, he had two big heads.

Lock blinked his eyes and didn't say anything. Seeing Alice coming, he thought, wouldn't it be better to beg for his cousin at that time? He closed his mouth consciously.

"Rog!" Alice shouted from a distance.

"You are here just in time. Let's go and see the girls of Qi Keyin. They have arrived." Yang Dashuan hurriedly greeted. "Just outside."

About three hundred Qi Ke was standing outside the town and arranged neatly into a square array.

Qi Keyin is very easy to distinguish.

Their appearance is the same as that of humans, and they do not have too obvious racial characteristics. The only thing that can be distinguished is that their colorful hair is colorful in the sun, which is extremely dazzling.

These girls are not old and look only about fifteen or sixteen years old.

The tender face and slightly thin body make them look no different from children. Not to mention Vimede said before, no one would have thought that the tribe would actually sell these girls to the alliance.

"You just give me this kind of thing?" Yang Dashuan couldn't help it when he saw these girls.

"Your Highness, please be careful. Every year when we sell it to the Alliance, we are at this age. It is said that many humans in the Alliance are good at this, commonly known as loli." Vimede hurriedly explained. "But humans will send them to brothels after they are raised in white and fat."

"Ph!" Joan of Arc spitted fiercely, with a disgusting expression.

Vimede looked at Joan of Arc and didn't say anything.

Anyway, people have already sent it here. Do you want it? At worst, you can go to the Middle East for another trip.

Kikoin's girls are always hot in the league.

"Yes, if I know you dare to fool me with inferior goods, I will castrate you!" Yang Dashuan glared at Vimede fiercely. The latter nodded and bowed, saying that he didn't dare.

Qi Keyin's girls seemed a little nervous.

They may have heard from the elders of the clan that the fate of the girls who were sold to the alliance in the past. When they saw Yang Dashuan walking towards him, they couldn't help but lower their heads. The little hands were nervously clutching the corners of their clothes, and their joints turned white.

"What's your name?" Yang Dashuan walked to these girls and tried to make his tone more kind.

"When I say to you, we, Qi Keyin, are born slaves, and we are not allowed to have names. But my father likes to call me Rose - Master, Rose means roses. It is said that roses symbolize beauty in the alliance." Qi Keyin answered in a low voice and shy manner.

Qi Keyin all has a good voice.

It is said that it is this voice that makes them favored by the Alliance humans. Because of their petiteness, their voices are like girls who have not grown up, which sounds like numbness in their bones. And the boys of Qi Keyin will be castrated before changing their voices and become popular high-pitched singers in major theaters.

Hearing the girl's words, Yang Dashuan's body couldn't help but tremble.

"Your Highness, Qi Keyin's voice is very tempting." Vimede said secretly in Yang Dashuan's ear. "Look, the dwarfs in your territory are already crying!"

Yang Dashuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The dwarf elder was pulling his pants, and his crotch was already wet. Seeing Yang Dashuan glance at him, he ran away with tears in his face.
Chapter completed!