Chapter 339 Suppressing Slaves (5000-word chapter)

Two noble knights from Mala City were unable to move when they arrived at the Western Horse Market.

Everything here makes them feel extremely fresh.

Especially the words and spirit of the locals are something that the citizens of Mara City have never had. As knights, they have seen many busy, slow, but have no goals. It seems that only knights, cavalry or young children will be full of desire to work hard, and the rest are mediocre.

However, in the Western Malaysia market, those merchants who are making money, those who travel between the river bank, and spear soldiers who want to go further, and young villagers who come and go between the recruitment office and the recruitment office all show a prosperous scene.

"Galu, that seems to be your servant." The beautiful boy with some dust on his face suddenly pointed at the middle-aged man who was buying something in front of him.

The bearded man glanced at him, and was surprised and said, "I'll go and ask."

"Wait..." The beautiful boy quickly grabbed him and said, "Look, the things he bought are all cotton. The underwear we wear now is just cotton? Can he afford so much?"

The fabrics in the Western continent are either plants of the genus genus or silk fabrics spit out by animals. Although the softness of cotton cloth processed by the earth is not as soft as silk, its sweat-absorbing and body protection still exists. Based on the principle that rare things are expensive, the price is higher than silk fabrics.

When the bearded man named Garu saw it, he couldn't help but hesitate and asked, "He didn't defect to the Jiangning native. Barney, we will cut him off near the ferry place..."

"There are heavy guns they said near the ferry, and no fighting is allowed."

"It's a heavy machine gun." Garu corrected it, went to anxiety, and said, "Lu Si is a servant in the inner house. If he defected to the Jiangning people, then...then..."

The beautiful boy Barney smiled strangely and said, "What if the old lady sent him?"

"How is that possible."

"It is said that the cotton cloth here is twice as cheap as in the city. How many uncles and brothers are there in your family? I don't know how many copper coins you have to save." Barney had some money concepts, but he did not expect that after buying several large rolls of cotton cloth, the money saved was calculated using snail shells.

Of course, the snail beans are basically not circulated in the West Malaysia market. Even if there are, they are collected and sent to the market management office and given all to Chen Yi for melting.

The Western Continent has hundreds of thousands of tons of supplies worth over 100 million yuan every month. Chen Yi is already paying for the construction. Even if Yu Weichao is doing it for himself, he has to try his best to supplement it as much as possible.

The bearded man's face looked very bad. He stopped talking and slowly walked on the street. If his family had communicated with Jiangning people, then Mara City would be in danger. As a knight, this made him feel heartbroken.

"The most eye-catching territory of Jiangning people is this...the cement floor." Barney was a teenager after all, and his emotions came quickly and he went quickly. He pulled the bearded man and said, "Don't worry about your Lu Si, it's the same if you ask when you go back."

"All right."

"Their floors seem to be a little different, look at the holes on the roadside."

The bearded man paid more attention to the items on the roadside, and said for a while: "These things seem to be available in Mara City."

"The two young men came from Mara City, our prices are different." The person who spoke was a local businessman and operated a seasoning shop.

The beautiful boy asked with interest: "How different is the price?"

"Jing salt is better than our well salt. The price is only one-fifth. If you are in Mara City, the price is 2 times, and the difference is 10 times."

"So much difference?"

"Not." Shang Xiaoxiao, but did not continue to persuade him. The two people in front of him didn't look like those who bought seasonings.

Barney and Garu looked at each other and decided to go around the market more. Both of them were very interested in iron tools. The knight spears, spears, etc. were not expensive, but they didn't bring much money.

Just as I was stunning, the sky suddenly darkened.

"It's going to rain. Go back soon."

As soon as Barney finished speaking, the raindrops as big as beans fell.

There were shouts from afar: "Standard Hotel, staying until noon tomorrow, you only need a copper coin and provide breakfast."

"Jiangning Hotel, 10 copper coins, great value for enjoyment."

"Beauties accompany you, rainy night." Accompanied by the last sentence were two shiny sons, their appearance was almost the same as that of big beards. Compared to Barney, they were more like strong orangutans...

The two of them went to the ordinary Jiangning hotel in the rain.

The boss happily led them back. Barney asked, "It's so heavy rain that the city is going to flood, why is the market still going well?"

"There is drainage." The boss used to pointing at the water-absorbing sewer.

The furnishings in the hotel are also amazing. The clean and tidy white singles and soft and hard pads can automatically provide water tanks, white porcelain-like bathrooms and floors... The infrastructure team has not conducted construction experiments on more than 4 floors, but there is still no problem for them to decorate a beautiful hotel or two.

"One copper coin per day?" The bearded man expressed surprise.

"You two can actually live in one room. We call it a double room, and there are two chuáng..."

"No need." The bearded man immediately threw out two copper coins and said, "Pour hot water to wash our feet."

"There is a hot water room..." The boss seriously introduced the various equipment in the room. A month ago, he asked the same question and learned it. After three minutes of talking, the boss stepped back and smiled and said, "You two are good to sleep."

The next morning, the two walked out of the Standard Hotel in Xima. After having a free breakfast, they asked the boss: "I heard that Xijiang Shuizhai bought some slaves. Where did they use them?"

Barney threw out a copper coin casually.

"There will be the second phase of the West Malaysia market in front." The boss replied and left with a smile.

Barney was stunned and said angrily: "He didn't take us there."

"Let's go." The bearded man pulled him and followed the ding-bang sound.

On the construction site, the slaves worked hard.

Even in the 21st century, mechanization cannot completely replace human physical labor, and it is common to carry heavy objects, etc. Xijiang Shuizhai only has more than 30 indigenous people at the core of Xijiang Shuizhai know how to drive machinery. Now it is being built everywhere and can only be used in necessary places.

As he got closer, the spear sentry pushed the two back. It happened that there was a villager who came to sell with Cang Niu Rou on his back. Barney walked up and asked, "Are these slaves bought by Jiangning people?"

The villagers said dullly.

“How are they working well?”

The villagers turned around and looked at it, and said, "It's very bitter."

"It's harder than anywhere else?" Barney handed out another copper coin.

"Other places, construction starts when dawn, and work starts when dark, not here." The villagers carved the copper coins and continued: "They lit particularly bright lights at night, yellow, and work all night."

"The slaves don't rest?"

"It's just a sleep time."

Barney's eyes showed joy. If the slaves were satisfied with the life of Xijiang River Village, then Mara City would have no hope.

The bearded man was not very excited. Slaves were slaves. After the death of the nobles of the Elderly Church, hundreds of slaves were buried with them. Compared to these, the people of Jiangning at least gave slaves a meal. Of course, perhaps it was to maintain heavy physical labor. In the city-state of Mala, where the rich resources were, food was considered a relatively cheap food.

Barney looked around and asked, "They seem to have built many roads. Is there any difference?"

"The hard one is called cement, the soft one is the dirt road, and the gravel one is called sand and stone." The villagers pointed around and left.

What the two noble knights saw was the work results of the basic construction group that entered the stage of comprehensive construction.

The cement pavement is the highest level of road. From Yuncun to Xijiang Shuizhai, from Xijiang Shuizhai to the side of the horse-drawn cart, the total length is 45 kilometers. Other roads leading to other city-states have only basic repairs. This is what the Western Continent calls "soft" road construction.

The so-called "soft" road is the lowest construction level road surface, with a design period of 5 years, and is made of compacted with local loess.

Ordinary graded highways are sand and gravel pavements. The debris produced by large gravel crushers are poured into the dug roadbed.

Although all road construction except cement roads are very simple, the manpower required is still astronomical.

Just as the two knights were traveling, the second batch of 350 slaves were replenished to the capital construction group again. This was a kind of praise for Shi Nengren and an affirmation of the method of controlling slaves.

The management method similar to prisons is actually the management of the xiǎo area, and the national management model similar to the tyrants. In fact, no matter what kind of society it is, as long as the hierarchical differences are reflected, some people will be satisfied. A society that is completely dissatisfied exists, while a society that is fully satisfied does not exist. The lower class will never be satisfied, just like the lower class people in the United States who earn $8 an hour will not feel the superiority of capitalism, while state cadres with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan will feel the superiority of socialism. Of course, a good society will give the lower class people the opportunity and possibility of rising, while a bad society will completely cut off this point, which will only make the upper class people more satisfied.

Whether in the slave world or in prison, if the administrators treat them equally, slaves and prisoners will target the administrators. If the method of treating them equally and the level difference is widened, they will fight for whom they go to the bathroom first, who sleeps on the most comfortable chuáng, and who eats slightly better.

Since Shi Nengren's pilot, slaves have entered the era of slave self-management. Just like a Chinese-style prison, prisoners have their own managers, and prison guards only need to manage prisoners, which not only reduces pressure, but also reduces risks.

Of course, the last point is what Shi Nengren believes. He also reported to the diamond conference hall in this way.

At this time, Shi Nengren was simply proud and felt that he was the most powerful person in the entire Western Continent...

Since the second batch of slaves came, he rarely went to Xijiang Shuizhai. The most common thing he did was to ride a jeep from one end of the road to the other, and observe the work of the groups with different towels.

When we came to the second phase of the "Western Horse Market" construction site again, the shelves of the two-story xiǎo building were already set up. In addition to the hard-working slaves, indigenous workers also began to decorate frequently.

The infrastructure construction team plans to train about 300 decoration workers, only one-fifth of which have completed the training, and half of them are used in the Xima market. This is the window of Xijiang Water Village.

Shi Nengren jumped out of the car easily, called Wang Bin, the military officer in the same car, and smiled and said, "Let's go up and take a look."

"We'll just wait outside." Because Wang Bin was a restored soldier, although he was a student of the 18th class of the Martial Arts Hall, he still became the company commander of an indigenous company, commanding one-third of the force under She Lei, and was responsible for the supervision of slaves from all over the country.

Of course, compared with the officers of the inspection team, the Indigenous Company is vaguely inferior to others and is mostly experimental. But Wang Bin believes that the Indigenous Company is the future development direction, so he takes the initiative to serve. In addition to not liking to the eyes of his colleagues, the second thing he doesn't like is the flickering and hatred gaze of the slaves.

Shi Nengren intended to win over Wang Bin, and smiled and held his arm, saying, "Just go up and see our new market."

Just as he was walking up the stairs and was about to reach the second floor, a slave suddenly said loudly in the common language: "I heard that we are going to send us to cut trees to the west?"

Shi Nengren was full of spirits, looked at the slave with his neck beneath, and asked slowly: "Who said that?"

"Are you? You want us to go to the swamp to the west to cut trees?" The slave, red-hearted, covered in whip marks, was obviously a thorn. He was not afraid of the spear soldiers around him. The enemies on the battlefield of the temple were much crueler than the second-level soldiers recruited by the villagers.

"The work here is over, and it will definitely be mobilized, but it may not be going west." Shi Nengren had a bad premonition that the natives of this era believed in miasma and other things. In fact, the diamond-shaped conference hall also gave death indicators, 15, very low.

The slaves were even more afraid, and someone immediately shouted, "They will definitely break us apart and then fill the swamp?"

Shi Nengren turned around but didn't see who was talking.

A chill surged in his heart.

Today, there were too few people. He looked around and saw that Wang Bin and another native Sanji soldier each carried an m4 carbine, but perhaps only two magazines. There was a platoon of soldiers downstairs, but the second-level soldiers only held spears. The three-level soldiers, that is, the squad leader and the deputy squad leader, had only 6, and three of them were patrolling the fence between the first and second phases.

There are so many people in the Western Malaysia market. If they really get up... Shi Nengren is lucky enough to say, "Don't worry, you won't be broken."
To be continued...