Chapter 1006

"What's the attitude of those niggers?"

"They are very satisfied with their present life."

"Doesn't it matter that there is no freedom even if you work to death?"

"I'm afraid so. They didn't have enough to eat when they were in their hometown. Although they didn't have enough to eat when they came to the Han side, they could at least eat half full. As long as they worked, they didn't have to worry about food. Nigger, no one was willing to change the current situation, and even threatened that if we dared to influence them, we would kill us."

"A real group of niggers with only muscles and no brain!"

While the dialogue was going on, there was a sound of hammer beating on the stone.

This is a valley mine, not a metal mine, just an ordinary quarry.

Looking down from the height of the mountain, you can see that the valley is full of people wearing foot chains. Some are swinging hammers to beat stones, some are moving stones into iron cars on the track, and some are hammers and chisels. Almost everyone does anything.

The stones from the quarry are to be sent to the national highway.

In addition to the road, the national highway will build separation roads on both sides of the left and right lanes. Iron is still a precious metal at present, so it is certainly impossible to make iron railings. It is very appropriate to build a half waist high separation wall with stones, and a green belt for planting flowers and plants can be made.

Since there are no requirements for the specifications of stones, if stone mines are found on some mountains that should be leveled, no matter what stones are, they can always get a suitable shape. After they are built into a green belt, a layer of soil is plastered on the outer layer. Maybe the desired color on the soil map has no requirements for any stones.

On the long national road construction route, I don't know how many mountains need to be razed to the ground.

In some mountains, there are few stones, which are basically excavated, and the soil will be moved to the sections that need to be padded and leveled.

Some mountains have more stones, so gunpowder is needed for blasting. It is generally divided into several blasting stages, such as blasting the surface layer first, and then blasting in sections when the rock stratum is reached. However, explosion is not omnipotent. It still requires manual chiseling.

After the blasting reaches a certain stage, the vehicle track will be laid on site. This is for efficient and faster transportation. In fact, the specifications of vehicle tracks and lanes are not so particular, resulting in accidents from time to time.

Road construction is a heavy manual work. Digging mountains and stones is a heavy manual work. In addition, the working environment is complex. Even in some sections, it is dangerous to look at, so casualties are inevitable.

"Niggers can be trouble."

"They are a bunch of fools with such a big head but no brain."

"Even if I told them they would be castrated, the nigger wouldn't want to work with us?"

"They don't believe the Han people will do that at all."

The two people who are talking are not too old, but according to their appearance, some people believe that they are 50 or 60 years old. In fact, they are not 40 years old this year.

It's not about looks to tell age these days. The nobles are in their fifties and sixties because of their good maintenance, but they look like they are in their forties just by their looks. People who have been doing rough work are obviously only in their twenties, but they will have a look of thirty or forty.

One of them is from the western regions, the other is from Rouran.

The western regions were recovered by the Han Empire. In the first stage, all the major countries in the region were attacked and destroyed. Naturally, soldiers from all countries became prisoners of war, were escorted to the hinterland of the Han Empire and became part of the road construction army.

The collapse of Rouran was about a year later than that of the western regions. The young and strong of the captured Rouran people were sent to the hinterland of the Han Empire, and most of them were arranged to build roads.

The news that the Han people wanted to castrate the slaves completely came out. No one could tell where the source of the news was and who was the first disseminator.

It should be said that the slaves who heard the news of castration did not believe the rumor at all. After all, I have heard of mass slaughter or pit killing of prisoners of war. There has been no castration of hundreds of thousands or even tens of thousands of people in history. Most people think the rumors are too absurd.

Under suspicion, a few people confirmed the truth from the Romans and Persians.

It doesn't matter whether the news is accurate or not. What matters is that the Romans and Persians made various promises and gave practical benefits, so it's not surprising that someone is willing to take some risks.

Alati was one of the western people who received a small bag of gold coins. He also received the double promises of the Romans and Persians. Even if the incident failed, the Romans and Persians also made a promise to save him from the Han Empire.

In order to show their sincerity, the Persians found alati's wife in the western regions, took the keepsake and told alati that even if alati died in the incident, his wife and only son would be well taken care of.

With his wife's keepsake, the Persians also described his son's appearance correctly. Alati knew that it was both a guarantee and a threat. He had had enough of slave life and thought that even if he worked obediently, he would die of overwork in less than five years. Naturally, he had to fight.

As a gentle man, he only got on the line with the Romans. In fact, he didn't get any promise. He just decided to fight for a bag of gold coins. He didn't think about it at all. Even if there were gold coins, he didn't have the opportunity to spend them. Every day, he had to rack his brains to hide that bag of gold coins and torture his own little brain.

Brother Li's idea is very simple, that is to do a magnificent event. Even if he will die, he will cause trouble to the Han people before he dies.

Compared with Rouran people, people in the western regions have more experience and intelligence.

Soft people have little wisdom, but they also have simple benefits. They don't think about success or failure. They think about it one by one. Even if they take their lives for a moment of cheerfulness, many soft people are willing to do it.

"There are 227 people on my side."

"I have only 46 people here."

A Han supervisor came over. The two men stopped talking and waved their hammer hard. The hammer and stone hit Mars.

There are about 6000 slaves in the valley. Their composition is very complex. There are Peninsula people who have been slaves for nearly ten years, Rouran people and western people who have been defeated and captured in the war, Africans who have been caught by sea all the way, Asian blacks on an island in the Southern Ocean, and even Han people sentenced to hard labor for violating the laws of the Han Dynasty. Naturally, there are ah San.

Among the 227 people gathered by alati, more than 40 of them are from the western regions, and the rest are all Nanyang monkeys. He implicitly tested other ethnic groups. The nigger who looked stupid but guessed what to do refused. The peninsula man was about to snitch after being tested a little. He had to risk killing the peninsula man who tried.

In order not to have a long dream, alati obviously didn't dare to test more, otherwise he wanted to find the few Han people in the quarry.

"Otherwise... Before starting tonight, find those Han people?" Alati clenched his teeth and said, "there are more than 30 Han people in the quarry. If they join, whether things succeed or not, the impact will be greater."

Brother Li said indifferently, "whatever you want."

The time is approaching evening. Every day at this time, the whistle is sounded, and today is no exception.

At the sound of the whistle, a group of heavily armed Han people trotted out. They clubbed next to the warehouse where the working tools were collected as usual.

Slaves lined up under the whips or shouts of the supervisor. Every slave who came to the registration clerk would put his tools aside on the ground.

"Long hammer." Zhou Ming typed one of the strokes with the word "Zheng" on the booklet and went to the next: "short hammer and chisel."

There are not too complicated words in the booklet, let alone the so-called names of people. There are relevant items on each page, such as long hammer and so on.

Slaves come from too many places, with different skin and different looks. Without photos, it is obviously too challenging to remember the appearance of each slave by memory alone.

During the supervision, the supervisors of each group were able to match the faces and names of the slaves, but Zhou Ming, who was responsible for recording, could not remember the appearance of more than 6000 slaves. He had to verify how many tools were sent and calculate by quantity.

Every time five tools are recycled, write a "positive" word. A "positive" word is five, and ten "positive" words are ten. Then count the number of "positive" words, and sum up, you can have clear data on how much is distributed and how much is recycled.

"Lanzi." Zhou Ming saw an acquaintance and asked with a smile, "how many days will the hard labor end?"

A strong looking middle-aged man, Lanzi, smiled and said, "forty six more days."

Thirty two Han people worked hard in the whole quarry. Zhou Ming couldn't remember more than 6000 people. He could still remember that more than 30 people could do it. In particular, it is much less difficult for him to remember the appearance of Han people.

"That is, there are few big men now. It's not too much to behead for what you did." Zhou Ming waved his hands and asked Lanzi to go away quickly: "after restoring freedom, don't do bad things. Next time it won't be hard labor."

Lanzi raped his neighbor's concubine, but it was a white woman from the western regions. He said it wasn't a rape, it was the woman who seduced him. He was confused and couldn't help it.

No matter why the neighbor's concubine was asleep, no one could bear it. In addition, the white woman insisted that she was raped. The government sentenced Lanzi to three years of hard labor and compensated the neighbor three gold coins according to the law.

"The first thing I do when I regain my freedom is to pay for that woman!" Lanzi was angry and shouted, "that woman is a villain!"

Zhou Ming skimmed his lips. Unless someone caught him, no one knew exactly what it was. It didn't matter whether the white woman took the initiative to seduce and cooperate in sexual intercourse. It was Lanzi who really "did it".

Lanzi said he wanted to buy the white woman. As long as he paid enough money, he really had a great chance to buy it.

If you are a wife, it is impossible for a Han man to sell even if he marries an alien woman.

Concubines are still foreign women. It's normal to sleep with people when entertaining people. It's not uncommon to give people away. There's no problem selling them.

When Zhou Ming was in the rank, he could call the names of Han people who were doing hard labor, but some had a kind attitude and some had a bad attitude. It depends on the reason why the Han people came to perform hard labor. For example, Zhou Ming didn't give a good face to Lin Sui who was a deserter. Zhou Ming even spit at Lin Sui's feet.

"The Han man named Lin Sui." Alati lowered his voice and said to a fellow behind, "wait and find him."

There were more than 6000 slaves who turned in their tools, and Zhou Ming was the only one registered.

Even if the speed is not slow at all, it will take no short time to walk one by one.

"Please use more snacks tonight." Zhou Ming bowed to a group of armed Warriors: "the warehouse will be handed over to you."

Team leader Huang Bin bowed back and said with a smile, "it's a matter of duty."

After handing in the tools, the slaves went directly to get the food for tonight. One was packed in a bamboo tube. I didn't know what soup, and one looked like a black steamed bread. It was dinner.

Lin Sui squatted aside as usual, holding the steamed bread in one hand and the bamboo tube in the other.

In the same quarry, because Lin Sui is a deserter, not only the manager of the quarry, but also the supervisor and warrior are not welcome. Even those Han people who are also hard workers are unwilling to pay attention. Although he was a deserter, he could accost and please foreign slaves. Even if he had to speak, his attitude was contemptuous. He was unwilling to make friends with foreign slaves. He could only be so lonely.

"Go away." Lin then looked at a white skinned slave and wanted to come over with a cheap smile. First he shouted and shouted, and then scolded, "don't get close to Lao Tzu with such a cheap smile."

"Master..." Maimaiti still smiled, bent over and handed out the steamed bread in his hand: "you are a noble Han, you shouldn't have such treatment."

Don't mention that more than 30 Han people worked hard. Except Lin Sui, the rest of the Han people were two steamed buns. If they didn't eat enough, they could ask for them with a shy face. Only he was treated the same as foreign slaves. There was only one steamed bun. If they wanted it, they wouldn't give it at all.

Lin then didn't even look at the steamed bread handed over and looked contemptuously at Maimaiti: "well, even if I was despised by the people, I should be. Who let me really be scared to pee, turn around and run away, and run out of the war zone. When will it be your turn to pity you bitches?"

Maity's smile was a little stiff. He didn't understand that he was a deserter abandoned by his fellow countrymen. He was so careful and respectful to his fellow countrymen. How could he be so arrogant to them?

"Let me tell you..."

"You're still chattering. If you're asked to roll, you'll roll!"