It will take some time to prepare for the export of flower wine. The output is not up to date, and the stability of the quality is slightly worse.
March just arrived, and the second count went to Blue Dragon Island to attend a palace conference. By the way, he sold the best flower wine in a gem-inlaid crystal bottle to the Sapphire Grand Duke. Levis also left Tulip Castle. He went to Golden Island as agreed to visit the Golden Wheat Family.
He confirmed his marriage to Marquis Roderick's daughter, Loria Golden Wheat Ear.
The job of selling flower wine was handed over to Frank.
Liszt also handed over the sales job to Gort.
The tone of the flower wine has been set, and the rest of the things are, of course, done by his subordinates. His own important work is to train the dogs and practice.
In a flash, the sun was blazing on March 5th.
On this day, the Tulip caravan ship returned, and the 2,500 serfs purchased by Liszt also arrived with the ship. The handover site was arranged at Flower Port.
Since Flower Town has its own dock, there is no need to transit through the Coral City dock.
"2,500 serfs, plus the loss in the last slave trade, a total of 2,700 … This time the loss may still be a bit large, but the quality is good, and there are many craftsmen mixed in." Frank followed the fleet to Flower Town to hand over the serfs.
The town has a plan for the arrangement of serfs.
Therefore, there was not much confusion. The bilingual reception staff, who knew Serpentine and Wind language, under the command of the town officials, quickly completed the count of the number of serfs, the screening of skills, and the recording of identity information.
"A total of 2,226 serfs, of which 37 serfs may be seriously ill and cannot be treated …" Gort returned to the dock house.
He reported to Liszt.
After Frank heard this, he directly counted on his fingers and said, "Then let's calculate according to 2,100 … 2,189 serfs, a total of losses … losses … losses …" He calculated twice and found that the difficulty was a bit too high, and he unexpectedly couldn't calculate it.
Liszt, who is proficient in the addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division arithmetic, has already calculated, "511 serfs were lost."
"Oh, right, right, right. We lost 511 serfs." Frank spread out his hands, not feeling embarrassed because of his poor arithmetic.
People here are generally not very good at arithmetic.
He did not have any negative emotions because of the death of too many people. He smiled and said: "If you continue to sell serfs, you can make up for the losses in the next transaction. Well, you can make up for 300 serfs. In addition … more than 200 serfs can be counted as normal losses."
"Sure." Liszt nodded.
More than 500 people had died because of the slave trade. For him, he had begun to become numb, but his heart was still somewhat stifled. If there was no trade, there would be no harm. However, if he didn't buy serfs, how could he realize the development of his territory and achieve his goal of riding a dragon? He could only apologize to the souls of the dead.
Being born in this dog-eat-dog world was a tragedy in itself.
A moment later, he put away his "cat crying over a mouse" fake compassion, or rather, his true feelings. Walking out of the house, he looked at the busy square of the pier.
The serfs were being sorted.
Carl Hammerstein of the patrol team was selecting strong men to form a new patrol team.
The same was true for Röhm Winesong. He selected the remaining strong men selected by Carl, arranged them into his worm protection team, and then assigned them to farm and guard the worm stalks one by one.
Earth Knight Russell Londo and Rick Footprint were responsible for selecting strong teenagers and dividing all the children into groups. In the future, these children will begin to cultivate qi.
On the way to Flower Town, they experienced torture, but once they set foot on this land, they will start a new life.
Butler Carter and Mrs. Morrison also took the castle's servants to choose from the serfs. They mainly chose the right servants and the right children. Liszt's castle would eventually expand and become a castle with a name. At that time, a lot of servants would be needed.
"Mrs. Morrison, you can also choose a group of about ten women under the age of twenty who look smart and have delicate features. The castle needs a group of maids who can take on heavy work. You can't take care of a lot of work by yourself. "Carter explained.
Mrs. Morrison nodded. "I understand, I will select qualified maids."
The clerks were busy directing the serfs, sending food and water, and arranging for the remaining serfs to be assigned to the various settlements to farm.
At present, only the serfs were assigned to farm, and the craftsmen and workers were also assigned to farm.
When there is a suitable job for them, they can be freed from farm work, resume their old jobs, and play the skills they have mastered.
Liszt walked to a rock and looked at the scene of the port. No one followed him, only Dosen. Suddenly, Dosen's nose twitched and he barked at the air beside him.
"It's me, Dosen."
Someone made a noise. Tremblingwoods was still growling restlessly until Liszt touched its neck. Only then did it calm down.
He asked without looking back, "Why are you invisible?"
"Nothing, I just don't want to appear … My sister was sold to Flower Town in the same way." It was Paris, the Black Dragon.
"Maggie was lucky. She was the first batch of serfs purchased by Flower Town. It was not the best season for slave trading. Every serf was wealth, so she was well taken care of on the ship. These serfs were very unfortunate. Many of them were crowded together, and when they got sick, they could only be thrown into the sea. "
Paris was still invisible, and her tone was low. "Sir Baron, why do you think there is such a conscienceless thing like slave trading?"
"Because they have not met a lord who treats his people well. At least in Flower Town, they will never be hurt again." Liszt was just talking nonsense.
He was a member of the evil, so there was nothing to say. All the responsibility was shifted to others.
While at the same time, he beautified himself. Other lords were evil, and he was the embodiment of justice, the lord who brought hope to the serfs.
Perhaps his IQ was not high enough.
Although Liszt could not see it, Paris nodded in agreement. "For them, it is really lucky to be able to come to Flower Town. There is no need to worry about food and clothing, nor do they have to worry about mercenary looting … I have liked the peaceful life here."
"But it will not be peaceful forever. In the near future, I will go to the battlefield to realize the truth in my heart." Liszt touched the Red Blood Sword at his waist.
The ruby inlaid on the sword flickered, and the scarlet was enchanting.
The light of the setting sun shone on his handsome face, looking particularly sacred and righteous, and his sapphire pupils could compete with real sapphire. He said loudly, "My horse, my sword, my gun, my Knight, will spread my ideas of justice and spread my way of the Knight."
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