Chongzhen's open life

Chapter 305 My Name!

After a period of adaptation, Ichiro and others have adapted to the current life and enjoy it.

I get up at Mao every day. After a simple wash, I walk into the mine to start the day's work. In the morning, I can rest for a quarter of an hour and start eating the first meal of the day, breakfast.

After breakfast, I continued to work until noon for lunch, then took a half-hour break to start work in the afternoon, and did not stop working for a day until the sun went down and walked out of the mine for dinner.

This kind of work can be said to be the most authentic writing that works at sunrise and rests at sunset. Ichiro and others also feel very satisfied and fulfilled in their current life. Although the daily work is exhausting, the days of full meals are always It can make people forget all their troubles and be satisfied with their current life.

No matter where people are, for them today, no matter how tired they are, as long as they can eat enough food, that day is always happy, and this is how Ichiro feels now.

Born in Nagasaki, his life has been full of suffering and hunger since he could remember.

Perhaps, the only good time in memory is the few bird eggs that my father occasionally sneaks into a hunting ground of a certain daimyo to bring back for him.

In the dark night, his father woke him up who was curled up into a ball from hunger, carefully took out a few bird eggs from his bosom and put them into his hands in his astonished eyes, looking at his surprised eyes, father Also showed a gratified smile.

It's just... then...

Ichiro suddenly woke up from his memories, the voice of his companions calling from above.

"Ichiro! It's noon, come up and eat!"

"okay!"

Ichiro responded loudly, patted the dirt on his body, although it was useless, and then climbed out of the mine along the rope.

Clutching his growling stomach and walking out with his companions, Ichiro was still thinking about whether he would be lucky enough to get a few big sweet potatoes at noon today, when he heard his companion suddenly say: "Ichiro, the mine next door Bird died, I heard that the mine over there collapsed, and Bird and several people from his village were buried underneath."

Ichiro was stunned for a moment, then nodded silently and said: "It's hard to look forward to a good day, the birds are not lucky."

The companion's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he turned his head to look at Ichiro with resentment in his eyes and said, "But I'm not reconciled!"

Ichiro was stunned: "A Tian, ​​you..."

With resentment in A Tian's eyes, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: "I heard that since we came here, those Ming people who were originally in the mine have been replaced to do those jobs that are not dangerous, and these dangerous jobs They gave us all the jobs, and these smart people are clearly using us as consumables!

Our lives are not life in their eyes at all!
unacceptable!I can not be reconciled! "

Ichiro was silent for a while, then looked up at the displeased A Tian and shook his head, "A Tian, ​​we were originally bought slaves, and it is normal to be used as consumables.

What's more, even if it is regarded as a consumable, I believe everyone is willing. At least, compared to the domestic days when there is not enough to eat or even nothing to eat, everyone is more willing to be a dead ghost, isn't it? "

Ah Tian was silent for a while, but still shook his hands heavily, and said in a cold tone: "Not only do I want to be full, I also don't want to be a slave! What's more, I'm not a slave in the first place, I was arrested!"

After Ah Tian finished speaking, he ignored Ichiro, turned around and left alone.

Looking at the back of Ah Tian leaving, Ichiro's eyes flashed a look of worry, but then he looked down at his hands and body, which gradually became blood-colored because of having food, and Ichiro's eyes were full of confusion.

Isn't life good enough now?

Why is Ah Tian still not satisfied?
How can we compare with the adults of the Ming Dynasty?

Our current life is probably better than those wandering warriors, at least they are sometimes hungry.

……

As the sun set, the entire mine fell silent, except for the chatter of the miners who came out of the mine one after another, there was no movement at all.

……

When eating in the evening, Ichiro found that Atian, who had been inseparable from him these days, avoided him and got together with several other people.

Although Ichiro was a little sad about this, he was slowly relieved.

Maybe they were not in the same way in the first place, and when the fate came, it was natural to separate.

Putting down the sadness in his heart, Ichiro took a hard bite of the sweet potato in his hand, feeling the feeling of the food in his stomach after chewing the food, Ichiro let out a breath of enjoyment, no matter how many times, no matter how long, the taste of food always makes people He was fascinated.

After eating dinner bite by bite carefully, Ichiro was about to get up and leave, and go back to his residence to rest. After all, he had to do things tomorrow, and he couldn't bear it if he didn't have sufficient physical condition. Ichiro had a full understanding of this.

However, he had just stood up when he saw outside the eating shed, the Master Ming who was in charge of taking care of them was following a middle-aged man in a black silver-trimmed robe with a respectful expression.

Because of living by the sea, Ichiro, who has fish in his recipe, does not suffer from severe night blindness like other people. Even in this dark night, Ichiro can clearly see the embroidery on the right chest of the middle-aged man in black robe with silver trim. The curved silver-white crescent moon pattern.

Ichiro doesn't know much about this pattern, but according to what he occasionally heard from Old Man Liu these days, the patterns on the chests of these managers represent their status level. According to the information he got, in today's mine, the highest level It should be the crescent moon pattern.

That is to say, this mysterious person who was followed by the master of the Ming Dynasty who was in charge of them should be the real manager of this chamber of commerce here, the supreme ruler who dominates their slaves here!
After inferring this key news, Ichiro stood up quickly, lowered his head in awe, and when the other people who were eating around saw his behavior strangely, the Master Ming who usually manages them suddenly spoke: " All are there! Attention, line up!"

brush!
These days they are not just mining in the mine, and occasionally they will be led by a group of fierce black-clothed men to train in line. When they heard this order, they almost formed a conditioned reflex. Standing up, according to the usual standing position, they neatly formed a large square formation facing the direction of the steward.

Snapped!
"Be honest, don't look up!"

The slaves were a little curious after they lined up, and when they were about to look up to see what was going on, all the people who looked up were whipped by a big man in black who was standing at the side, and they quickly lowered their heads Don't dare to lift up a little bit.

At this time, the steward in front of the slaves took a step forward after seeing everyone standing up, coughed twice, and then looked at the crowd and said loudly: "You should be very surprised why we are here Is it time to come suddenly?

But don't be curious, there is a reason for calling you here.

Now I have good news to tell you that after this period of adaptation, you have completed the current test, which means that you who have passed the test can stay in the mine completely.

And after today, you will officially become a member of the Huangming Chamber of Commerce. I heard that the lower-level people of your Japanese do not have surnames, but this is Daming. Have your own surname.

So, with the consent of our great manager Xu, you can choose a surname for yourself today!

I will give you two sticks of incense time to think about it, and after the two sticks of incense, come to the table over there one by one and report the surname you have decided on, and it will be your surname from now on! "

After speaking, the steward pointed to the wooden table that had just been placed next to it. There happened to be a stick of incense on the table that had just been lit, which meant that the timer had started.

After saying this, the steward immediately turned around and respectfully led the top management of the mine who had been watching all this with a blank face. Steward Xu walked down to the table and chairs that had just been sorted out.

The steward left after speaking, but he didn't know how much impact his words had had on these slaves without surnames.

Surnames, what an elusive thing for them!

In Dongying, only people from big families have the right to have a surname, and untouchables like them are not qualified to have a surname, but today, the master of the Ming Dynasty actually asked himself to wait for someone to give him a surname!
Want to have a last name?
Ichiro stared blankly at the back of the steward leaving, and gradually came back to his senses, and a bright light called joy and expectation gradually began to appear in his eyes.

Ichiro suddenly sat on the ground, looked at the dark night sky, with light in his eyes, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "Then... my name should be..."

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