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Chapter 304 The Unbelievable Japanese Slaves

After several weeks of long journey, the Huangming Chamber of Commerce's slave transport team finally arrived at their destination in Shanxi.

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"Hahaha, Old Wang, do you see what my brother brought you? Didn't you complain about the lack of manpower at the year-end summary meeting?
Nuo, look, these are all Japanese slaves that my brother bought for you from Dongying. They are all Japanese anyway, so you don’t have to worry about using them as you like! "

As soon as we arrived at the place, before we could wait for any reaction from the greeters, the leader of the slave transport team, a middle-aged man wearing a cap, laughed and greeted the steward of this place wearing a moon badge robe on the opposite side. up.

After the two parties shook hands and parted, the two immediately hooked their shoulders and talked together.

The mine manager called Old Wang looked at the Japanese slaves brought by the slave transport team, and then frowned and asked: "Old Xu, these are Japanese? Why are they so short? Can they do things? "

Guanshi Xu immediately patted his chest and promised: "Hey! You can rest assured, if I can't do things, why would I buy them back? Japanese people, since they are all called Japanese people, they must be short.

But don't underestimate them, they are short, but they have a lot of strength, at least they are definitely capable of doing the work on your side! "

Steward Wang still asked with some doubts: "When you said it, was it true or not? My side is a mine."

Steward Xu glared at the words, pointed at the slaves behind and said to Steward Wang: "Well, let's not talk about other nonsense, and we will know if it is a mule or a horse for a walk.

You let them go to work to see the actual situation, if not, brother, I will take them back, and I will write the report to the higher authorities, and I will bear the losses of this trip, what do you think? "

The two finished the handover while talking with a smile. That night, the Japanese slaves of this ship settled in the mining area and became a glorious miner under the great Huangming Chamber of Commerce, and began to contribute to the construction of Daming.

Under the setting sun, by the side of the mine.

Since the arrival of the caravan was late, the Japanese slaves had just entered the mining area and settled down, and it was time for dinner.

In an instant, the smell of the food began to spread throughout the mining area, causing the newly arrived Japanese slaves to swallow their saliva after smelling it, but they could only hold back.

Soon, baskets of bamboo baskets filled with round, khaki-yellow food that was still emitting heat were sent down the mine. Following distribution by the managers, each miner was given a bowl of soup and three pieces of khaki-yellow food. food.

Japanese slaves are no exception.

All the Japanese slaves looked at the food in their hands in disbelief, not only did they not have happiness in their eyes, but they were full of fear, and they all felt restless.

The steward in charge of serving meals was a little strange seeing this scene, so he asked: "Why are you acting like this, but you think the food here is not good? You must know that you are just a miner now, and you have no right to be picky." !"

After hearing this, all the Japanese slaves looked at each other in blank dismay, even more terrified!

They couldn't understand what the steward was saying at all, and thought they were blaming them.

The steward continued talking for a while, seeing that the more he talked, the slaves became more afraid, so he felt a little strange. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized that he slapped himself on the forehead, and co-talked with himself for a long time.

How could these Fusang Japanese people understand what they said!

After figuring out the reason, the steward ignored them and turned out of the mine. Just as the slaves were panicking, the steward who had gone out just now brought someone back. Ichiro also knew this person. It was he who saw him when he opened his eyes on the boat the old man.

The steward said to the old man: "Old Liu, you understand Japanese, why don't you ask them why they don't eat? Instead, they have this expression?"

The old man who was called Lao Liu nodded, knocked the tobacco rod in his hand on the side of the mine wall, and then walked to the front of a group of Japanese slaves, looking up at a group of Japanese slaves. All the Japanese slaves asked in broken Japanese language: "Eat! What are you doing? Don't you want to eat? Do you believe it or not!"

It's like an old man when I saw it, maybe it was because of the previous contact, so the Japanese slaves were a little relieved, Ichiro was pushed out by everyone, and came to the old man Liu.

Old man Liu looked at Ichiro sideways, nodded and said, "It's you little devil, tell me, why don't you eat?"

In fact, Ichiro didn't want to come out at first, but he had no choice but to be pushed out, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "My lord, did they put the wrong food?"

"Um?!"

Old man Liu's eyes widened sharply, he stared at Ichiro, and said in a cold tone: "What? You little brat, do you think our food is not good? Do you understand what you are? How dare you think this or that, don't you?" I treated you so well along the way, so much so that you thought we were all talkative people!"

thump!
Ichiro and all the slaves knelt down in fright at his scolding, and kowtowed and explained: "My lord, forgive me! My lord, forgive me! You misunderstood! You misunderstood! We don't think the food is bad , what we mean is that the grown-ups have brought out the food, how can we low-class people deserve to eat these sweet potatoes, which in our place can only be enjoyed by those big people, have the grown-ups given the wrong food, we dare not eat!"

After listening to the explanation, old man Liu suddenly realized that he realized what was going on, and they took this sweet potato as a good thing, it was too good to eat!
"Cut! Sure enough, they are from the small country of Dongying, and even a little sweet potato is considered a good thing!"

Old man Liu thought disdainfully, then turned around and informed the steward of the situation.

The steward was also very surprised when he heard the words, and then he looked at the Japanese slaves who were still kowtowing on the ground with contempt and disdain, waved his hands and said: "Since this is the case, old man Liu, tell this group of slaves Experienced Japanese people, here is Daming, not their little Dongying, who can treat everything as a treasure! Here they are only worthy of eating this! Love it or not!"

Old man Liu turned around and said to the Japanese slaves in the Japanese language: "Okay, you don't need to knock, the things are wrong, these are your food."

"Ah? But my lord, we don't deserve it. Just give us some wild vegetable pancakes."

All the Japanese slaves said this, but old man Liu smiled disdainfully, knocked on the cigarette stick in his hand, and said in a disdainful tone: "Stop talking nonsense, we are Daming here, not your little Dongying, just here I'll give you something to eat, whether you like it or not, you'll be hungry if you don't!"

After finishing speaking, old man Liu immediately turned around and left the mine with the steward.

The stunned Japanese slaves left behind stared at the two's backs for a while, then looked down at the food in their hands that they had never dared to think about before, and tears flowed down their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, as if rehearsing, a group of Japanese slaves knelt down on the ground devoutly, raised the potatoes in their hands above their heads, and yelled loudly with their heads deeply on the ground.

Anyone who understands Japanese can understand what they are shouting: "Thanks to His Majesty, the supremely brave, wise, great, benevolent, and benevolent Emperor of Ming Dynasty, for giving us food!!!
Long live Daming! ! !

Long live His Majesty the Ming Emperor!Long live!Long live! "

　Laughing and crying, can you believe that I wrote this chapter intermittently for three days before I finally finished it. Various things kept stopping me, so I finished writing it for her at noon today.

　　
　
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