Until dark, Zhou Qingfeng did not return.

Abahe sent people to the woodcutter outside the city to ask, and learned that Zhou Qingfeng asked the slaves to fall in three shifts in order to improve their work efficiency.Ordinary slaves with heavy physical labor rested one day, and slave cadres in light physical labor worked two shifts a day to solve the problem of serious shortage of managers - the cost was the doubling of food consumption, but Zhou Qingfeng thought it was worth it.

"I'll take you out of town to find you."Abahe had a maid and a slave from Hetuara, and his heart increased.Her first thought was to show it in front of Zhou Qingfeng.It was only when this idea suddenly came out, and she was startled - when did the princess of the state care so much about the bad boy's opinion?

Dar Khan was ordered to find Zhou Qingfeng and was interested in everything about this boy.When he heard the “three shifts”, he asked what it meant.

Abahe shouted to the maid to change her clothes, and the whole was completely new and restored to the glory of the past.Under the "escort" of the death of Coulen, she led Dar Khan out of the city to find Zhou Qingfeng, and on the way, she talked about the "three shifts" system.

"Chou Boy has pity on those slaves, let them rest for one hour every two hours, and stop for four hours a day."But he wanted people to work on the site without interruption, so he divided all the slaves out of three rounds.Don't stop at night, light the torch until dawn."

“Can you rest for four hours a day?”Dar Khan thought, "I have never seen a master of a family who let the slave do such a little work, from morning to night is normal."

Slaves, slaves, how can a day be called a slave for ten hours?But Zhou Qingfeng only let his slaves do eight hours is enough.Abahe coldly hummed this: "You don't know that the boy is more sympathetic to the slave of his hand, and whether he eats well and sleeps well."He said that instead of letting a group of dishonored slave-rubbers work all day, let them work four hours in spirit.”

Dar Khan still felt unacceptable, "Don't work well, you can't smoke with a whip."Do you want them to eat well, and this is a slave?“Where do you eat so much?”

Yes, in the era of production efficiency, the key is that there is not so much food to feed.The essence of slavery was to allow most of the lower classes to work with low-yield labor in exchange for a small number of military and high-level luxury.

“Kids don’t have food.”Abaghae explained, "He plans to practice a strong soldier, and when winter comes, he goes out to steal."He is also very good at training soldiers, and there are many demagogic means.At least now the slaves are convinced and willing to work with him."

From the city is the riverbank of the Songhua River, and across the river bank you can see a fire in the opposite logging farm.Abahi and a group of people crossed the river by boat from the ferry, and on the opposite bank, they found the scene of the whole site astounding.

The torch shone, and the first thing to see was a row of slaves walking towards a large pot.There were also several slaves holding whips on both sides of the parade to maintain order.Dar Khan was close to the mouth of the "cauldron", only to find that it was a large water tank set on the fire, which seemed to be boiling fish meat, and the smell was mixed with a thick salty salt.

The slaves in the queue each came forward to drink a large bowl of fish soup.What happened to Abby asking?Knowing that these slaves were excellent performers during the day, they could now drink a bowl of fish soup after rest.

Darkhan unceremoniously asked for a bowl of fish soup, took a drink and shouted in surprise: "There is really salt, this soup really put salt salt."And a lot of them.Was that the kid too?Where did he get so much salt?”

The Central Plains Dynasty implemented salt industry monopoly and relied on salt taxes to obtain a lot of wealth.The female real tribe in the north regarded salt as an important means of controlling slaves, and it was easy not to take it out, nor generous to the slaves.And Zhou Qingfeng found that the cafeteria of the technical school in the space-time island was also pulled in, and there was a lot of fine salt in it.

Abahai knew the point, only Zhou Qingfeng's mustard and did not open his mouth easily.She continued to look for Zhou Qingfeng, and as a result, she saw Master Zhou, who was teaching dozens of slaves in a randomly built grass shed.

Grass sheds, mud, turpentine torches, the occasion of the complete curtain, Zhou Qingfeng seems to be in the spirit of world-class press conferences.He stood on a earth table, started the "electric horn", and educated with extremely passionate words.

“Drink water, drink boiled water.Do not drink dirty water, even if some water looks clean, it may be toxic.The consequence of drinking water casually is to pull the stomach, and the stomach will toss people to death.From now on, we have people who boil water, so you will all drink boiling water.Whoever does not drink boiling water, I will pump him out and drive him away."

"It's forbidden to defecate anywhere, that is to say, you shit and pee to me to the toilet."You bad people don't say, you are spreading diseases everywhere.Do you understand?Shit can't be pulled casually, go to a special toilet.I was caught in the chaos, the first time whipped, the second time was driven away.Return to the city and suffer.”

"You also have to remember the team you belong to, a few rows of shifts, to remember me clearly."You can't run around in the future, you have to wait in line, act with the people in your class, and obey my orders."

“We’re going to talk about these three things today.Come on, review it.Who can repeat what I just said, I have a reward.I'll give him sugar water, sweet and sweet sugar water, and raise my hand."

Zhou Qingfeng's "electric horn" sounded like thunder, and people in the whole site could not hear it.Abahe and others came, and the attendants were subconsciously going to report.But Abahi stopped him and said, “Don’t go, this master’s temper is strange.”If you disturb him in class, he will be angry."

Dar Khan also said: "No need to report, let's listen to what the little boy is doing?"

Zhou Qingfeng on the stage even asked three times, there was not even a fart under it.He could only look at the "to" that was prepared in advance to make his eyes look, and for a while a hand flinched and stretched out.

"Well, a student raised his hand, and he answered."Zhou Qingfeng pulled the slave who raised his hand to the earth, and let the other party speak to the "electric horn".When did the slaves go through this battle?The frightened will cry, stammering retelling the three points that Zhou Qingfeng just said, the result is only to say that you can't pull urine casually, and the other two points are forgotten.

“Student, what’s your name?”

“Jin Ge.”

"Well, although this Jingo classmate only said a little, he was brave.I love such a brave classmate.Come, everyone, give him an encouragement, and take a sip of sugar water."On the stage, Zhou Qingfeng snapped his slap, and the slaves below also rang with a rare applause.

Gingo was crying and drinking the sugar water that came from Zhou Qingfeng.As soon as Jingo left, Zhou Qingfeng began to shout again, “Who else?”Does anyone remember the three things I just said?As long as the bravely stand up and repeat it to everyone, I will have a reward."

Zhou Qingfeng shouted for half a day on the stage, and finally demagogues some brave slaves.These slaves are often not old and greedy, and they dare to raise their hands for Zhou Qingfeng's vigilance.And these people no matter what the answer is, as long as they have sugar water to drink on the stage.And he spent an hour, in order to repeatedly promote his first three points.

Drink water.

Do not defecate anywhere.

collective action.

In order to strengthen these three points, Zhou Qingfeng can be described as exhausting his whole body and making all-out efforts.The effect . . . he shouted to dissolve, and the slaves under the stage were scattered again.

Abahe took advantage of the class before going to Zhou Qingfeng and asked, “What are you teaching?”It doesn't seem to be useful."

"You don't understand."Zhou Qingfeng grabbed his glass of water and moistened his throat, "Education is not a matter of a day or two, I did not expect these slaves to become obedient in a class."I will give them strict discipline, but they are used to the life I have planned for them.”

Abaghae most hates Zhou Qingfeng saying "you don't understand" three words, every time you hear these three words, you can see Zhou Qingfeng's face of a superior smile.She asked again, “What boss did you just let the slave call you?”“Aren’t you a goat?”

Zhou Qingfeng immediately raged, "Abahai, you deliberately did not?"Cry out and I’ll put you to sleep!”

I know that Zhou Qingfeng hates this name very much, but Abahai is to shout.She also deliberately called out the maids and slaves behind her, even the Dar Khan was no exception.She is to make a small child to Zhou Qingfeng, even if she will be punished afterwards.

Dar Khan was embarrassed to die, but when he saw Zhou Qingfeng, he did not dare to take another "Chou boy", but treated him as a master and knelt down.Zhou Qingfeng avoided his greeting and said, "I am not your master, don't kneel to me."

"You are already the son of Ihkurun, or the man who is valued by the great Khan, and the master of Dharhan."Dar Khan was still determined to kneel, and after getting up, the bow waist said: "The sweat originally wanted to ask you to go back, but Yu Yingbeier did not agree."Big Khan asked me to bring a painter over and say that he wanted to paint a picture of his son, and to see it with his own eyes.”

Darhan said politely, half true and half false in the words.

“Give me a picture?”Zhou Qingfeng's idea was always curious, and he said very energetically: "Okay, well, it's great to give me a portrait."Where is the artist?”

The artist is a young man, and he sees Zhou Qingfeng kneeling as usual.Zhou Qingfeng asked him how to paint, and he replied that he wanted to paint a bust.

“The bust?”Zhou Qingfeng thought of the Manqing Emperor's ugly, no majesty, and more boring half-body portraits.He immediately shook his head and said, “No, no, you can’t paint this for me.”You've got to make a good look for me."

The painter looked puzzled, only to see Zhou Qingfeng running to ride his puppet goat.He put a "front hoof jump in front of the people, back hoofed, holding hands, waving" posture.

“See you?I painted it this way.”Zhou Qingfeng's "riding sheep leaping, waving square" posture can not be maintained for a long time, but he has further requirements, "Don't paint my sheep, you think of this sheep as a horse."I need a red coat.Can you paint the coat?Be sure to paint me better, paint ugly, cut off your head."

Even a painting can make such a difference, Zhou Qingfeng can really toss.For his special requirements, Dahl Khan and Abaha are both confused, and the painter is even more blind...