Who asked him to engage in military industry in the world of high martial arts?

Chapter 70 System and the general trend

Chen Yongying wanted to continue to ask more about this prediction and what it was all about.

result……

Brother Watch was like dead, completely unresponsive.

"Okay, okay, you won't come back, right..." Chen Yongying shook his head helplessly.

"The next piece of technology will definitely be the assault rifle!"

"M4, right?"

"AK?"

"Is it, 95 assault rifle?"

Chen Yongying asked there, but found that Brother Biao didn't have any answer. It was obvious that his guess was wrong.

He sighed, stopped guessing, and continued to plan the subsequent development of the camp.

It doesn’t matter if we can know it in advance anyway.

It doesn't matter. If you know it in advance, you won't send two tons of coal to speed up.

"So, you can all see that no matter whether you were a slave or not, as long as you enter this camp, everyone is equal!" Shui Gen said very seriously.

He took off his clothes, revealing his slave number on his back.

"I'm a slave too!"

"But with the same treatment from the boss, I have now become a warrior!"

"You don't have to worry about being beaten for no reason or getting hurt here again..."

"We are all equal, we are all human beings, no longer beasts!"

Hearing this, the newly arrived slaves sitting in a circle looked at each other a few times, all showing expressions of disbelief. They were all surprised by the identity of Mizugen, who was clearly a slave but turned out to be a warrior.

These are two extremes.

The two identities of warrior and slave cannot be intertwined, let alone placed in one person.

"so……"

"As long as everyone can work hard in this camp, I will ensure that everyone has enough food and warm clothes!" Shuigen said passionately.

Next, Hua Gu and her son Gou Sheng spoke here, describing the difference in life before and after coming to the Red Scarf Camp.

Hua Gu's experience of losing her son made everyone empathize with her for a while.

As a slave, who has never lost a loved one?

However, there should not be any family affection between slaves.

Slowly, this campfire symposium became active.

Yang Heng stood nearby, looking at the scene seriously, and then waved his hand: "Send the meat up."

"Yes." The sheepherder nodded and brought up a pot of meat.

"These are pork chops, one for each person." Yang Heng stepped forward with a smile.

"This is what the boss gave us to eat, so we can replenish our nutrition at a reasonable price."

"From now on, everyone will have to pay for meals. The food fee will be 20 yuan a day."

At first, these slaves were very happy and excited when they got the pork chops one by one. They were all full at night, but each of them had a big pork chop with meat, so who could refuse?

However, everyone was stunned when they heard that they wanted to collect money.

Collect money?

We are all slaves, we are the property of our master, how can we have money?

Even if we are free here, if we don’t have a job, where will we make money to eat?

Wouldn't that mean starving to death?

A girl slave of fourteen or fifteen years old huddled up, crying and feeling that she was about to starve to death. She hid the pork ribs in her clothes for fear of being snatched away by others.

The other slaves were not much better, and were extremely nervous for a while.

Yang Heng saw this and smiled: "Don't worry, everyone has a monthly guaranteed salary of 1500 yuan."

"After dinner, there are still nine hundred left."

"You were all slaves before, so you all owe the boss a debt, which is your ransom fee. We are all on an equal footing. Just pay off the money."

"Next, we will slowly divide the work for everyone, and if the work is done well, there will be bonuses."

"By the way, don't be lazy."

"Salaries will be deducted for being lazy."

Yang Heng waved his hand: "This set of clothes, a total of 100 yuan, has been recorded in everyone's account. Come over and distribute it quickly."

Soon, another set of clean clothes was handed out.     For a time, all the slaves were stunned.

Free agency?

In debt?

Need to pay back money?

A high salary of 1500?

At the beginning, they were more confused. They thought they had just changed their master and would continue to live in a hazy way. But in the end, this master actually said that they would be free.

and……

And salary?

It was as if their lives were in their own hands for the first time.

This is the system arranged by Chen Yongying.

Food is not free, you must pay for food.

You also have to pay for the clothes, and Chen Yongying can still make a profit from the price difference.

The provision of wages and performance rewards allows slaves to give full play to their subjective initiative, and their enthusiasm for work is naturally mobilized.

Later, Chen Yongying will introduce a hierarchy system, but for the time being, the design will not be too troublesome.

"Well, it still takes time after all..." Chen Yongying smiled and shook his head.

He stood up and before the campfire discussion ended, he walked among the slaves and said in a very calm tone: "Everyone..."

"From today on, you no longer have a master."

"You will all be part of Red Scarf Farm."

"If you want to leave, you can leave after paying off your debts. If you have a way to regain your freedom, then I, as your master, will fully assist you legally."

"Okay." Chen Yongying waved.

"Go back and rest. There will be work to do starting tomorrow."

The bonfire was burning, making a crackling sound.

"Bah bang bang—" Chen Yongying looked at the bonfire and was a little distracted for a moment.

……

"Bah bang bang—" As the bonfire burned, Shen Yueyan raised her head and looked at the man beside her.

"Dad, I really want to go with you to destroy the Iron-Winged Birds."

"I am now a late-stage first-order warrior, and can be considered a strong man!"

Shen Long smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Do you think our Shen family just wants to participate in this siege?"

"After worshiping the ancestors, you will go to Kyoto immediately with the money."

"Go to school well and improve your strength. You are the future of the Shen family."

"After so many years, Jiangcheng's defenders and the Iron-winged Bird clan have already had a tacit understanding. As a result, the county magistrate insisted on annihilating the Iron-winged Bird clan..."

"If it can really be wiped out, can it be kept until he comes?"

"I'm afraid there won't be much peace in Jiangcheng in the past few months."

Shen Yueyan hesitated: "But..."

"Stop talking." Shen Long stood up with a stern look in his eyes.

"I have arranged three garrison teams and will send you to Kyoto tomorrow."

"If you leave now, these three teams can come back before the clearing operation and participate in the operation together."

"correct……"

"Even if you don't like that boy from the Zhao family, you can't show shame to others."

"His father is the chief of police. Our Shen and Zhao families have been in charge of Jiangcheng for more than a hundred years, and we can't let anything happen here."

Shen Yueyan retorted: "However, my martial arts talent is much better than his. In the future, I can represent the entire Shen family, and there is no need to marry with their family!"

"He is ugly and arrogant. I don't like him!"

"That will have to wait until you grow up." Shen Long said quietly.

Shen Yueyan clenched her fists and secretly made up her mind.

"Haha..." Shen Long smiled and shook his head.

All around, dozens of people stood quietly, none of them speaking.

The flames of the bonfire in front of the father and daughter were swaying in the wind.

(End of this chapter)