wild trail

Chapter 311 After Becoming a Freeman

Jian Ya was not blinded by the emotion of revenge. Those cannibals, as long as they were still in this jungle, they would be caught sooner or later, but his main attack direction in the future began to attack from all directions and turned to the west.

And those prisoners who had been promoted to free people looked at the open space in front of them blankly at this moment. They had been forbidden to return to the prison camp. They had nothing, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

"Mr. Lin told me that if you don't want to starve to death, you can go to work. I will give you eight copper coins every day. With the copper coins, you can go to the trading post in the city to exchange for food. As for the accommodation, you can settle it yourself!" soldier After finishing speaking, he turned and left, leaving these people here staring at each other.

"Patriarch, what should we do! How about we run away?" A young man said in fear.

The slightly older patriarch shook his head and said, "Run away? Look at these people around, can you let us escape? Maybe as long as we get out of this wall, we will be killed by them immediately!"

"Then what should we do, if we knew this, we might as well stay there, at least we still have one meal a day." Someone regretted.

"It's useless to think about that now. Let's go to work first. Didn't the person just say that we will give me copper coins after a day's work. Can we go to some trading post to exchange food? Let's try it first, sir. It's better than standing here." The elder patriarch sighed and said helplessly.

When he came to the construction site of the city wall, he explained the situation of himself and the others to a soldier. The soldier looked at them, took out some cloth strips, and said, "You guys, tie this on your arm."

Several people didn't know, so seeing that this was sick with an impatient look on his face, he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he took the cloth strip obediently and tied it on his right arm awkwardly.

"Go over there to get the tools, and bring the tools back before dark, and I will give you copper coins later." Don't ignore these people after finishing speaking,
Several people came to the tool storage place, received some tools for digging holes, and were taken to the construction site by the supervising soldiers to start working.

The restless people finally survived this day of fear. In the evening, when they returned the tools, the soldier in charge of the tools glanced at the cloth strips on their arms, and said nothing more. Eight copper coins per person.

"This warrior, how do you use this thing." The patriarch asked respectfully.

The soldier snorted coldly and said, "What a warrior, I am a soldier, and here I am your officer. From now on, you will call me officer, and next time you commit a crime, you won't get a single copper coin."

Seeing that he had said something wrong, the patriarch quickly apologized and said, "Yes! Yes! I remembered, then, sir, what should I do with this copper coin?"

The soldier gave them a contemptuous look, and said, "Do you see the building in the center of the city? That's the trading post. Take copper coins there to exchange for what you want."

Several people looked over there. The huge building in the center of the city was built earlier than the city wall, but the captives never knew what it was for. Only now did they know that it was a place to store food.

After writing about the soldier, several people held the copper coins tightly and came to the door of the trading post, stopping there.

"Patriarch, can this thing really be exchanged for food?" One person looked at the copper coins in his hand and said worriedly.

"We've come to this point, we have to try anyway, let's go! If we can't exchange for food, we're finished. Let's pray to the gods!"

After the patriarch finished speaking, he muttered a few words in a low voice, took a deep breath, and walked into the trading post.

The candles placed on the counter illuminated the dark room, and the three staff members of the trading station were leaning on their chairs and yawning incessantly, bored.

Seeing a few savages coming in, they were startled, thinking that the savages had rebelled, so they quickly pulled out the steel knife at their waist and looked at these people vigilantly.

"What do you want to do?" A salesperson asked warily.

Seeing the sharp arrival, these people were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat. They had seen the power of this weapon before, and if they were hacked by this thing, they would definitely die.

"A few...several officers, we...we are here to exchange things." The patriarch said with a pale face.

The three of them were taken aback, looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously, and asked: "Exchange, what do you exchange for, tell me quickly, why did you leave the prison camp!"

"We... Today we have been promoted by the commander-in-chief as free citizens. You see, this is copper money. We pay it for a day's work. They said that with this, they can come here in exchange for food."

One of the three, who seemed to be in charge of the trading post, told one of them: "Go to the barracks and ask if there is such a thing!"

The man nodded, and kept a vigilant distance from these people with a steel knife. After leaving the trading post, he quickly ran towards the barracks.

Ten minutes later, the man came back and nodded to the steward.

Seeing this, the steward heaved a sigh of relief, put away the steel knife, and said with a smile: "I'm really sorry just now, I have to be more careful in this place, since you are already free citizens, then you are from my Great Xia country, you guys want to In exchange for what?"

Hearing that they could really exchange, several people immediately became excited, and the patriarch quickly said: "We want food!"

"We have a lot of food here. I don't know which one you want? Meat or corn flour."

"Forehead..."

Several people were puzzled, except that they understood meat, they had never heard of other things.

Seeing their bewildered faces, the manager of the trading station said, "Well, I don't think you guys will do anything else. It's getting late now, so you can buy some meat, and you can eat it after lighting a fire." .”

Now they were extremely hungry and hadn't eaten anything all day. Now that they could exchange meat, they hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"One catty of meat here is four copper coins. I don't think any of you have eight copper coins. Two catties of meat is enough for one person." The steward said slowly.

Although they didn't understand what the steward said, when they saw a person taking out a bunch of meat on a rope, their eyes lit up and their saliva almost came out.

"This piece of meat is two catties, each of you has one piece, please take it!" The salesman said and handed the meat to them.

The patriarch stared blankly at the heavy meat in his hand, with an expression of disbelief. He even suspected that he was dreaming that eight copper coins could be exchanged for so much meat, and the meat was all fresh.

In the prisoner camp, what they ate every day was a kind of sticky and disgusting food. Apart from filling their stomachs, the taste was nothing to mention. In contrast, several people immediately felt that this freeman was indeed better than a prisoner. The treatment is too strong.

(End of this chapter)