The natural empire of ocean dragons

Chapter 31 Unless food and accommodation are included

Naturally, it was impossible to share these refined foods with slaves. The food prepared for them was simply washed offal, mixed with shallots and baobab fruits for stew.

Attilan didn't even add salt to them. He just threw the salty stones he found into the soup pot and cooked them together. The salt in the stones would bring a good salty taste to the haggis soup.

This is a delicacy that the tauren have never tasted before. The internal organs of the sand sheep are deliberately chopped into small pieces. The green onions and baobab fruit cover up the fishy smell of the internal organs very well.

The portion was just too small, because Attilan stipulated that the tauren should not be full, and the big bowls that the tauren usually ate in had only a shallow layer.

Fortunately, the baobab was served at this time, and Attilan discovered that there was only the core sprinkled with salt. Where was the pulp?

“How do you serve roasted pits?”

The goatman said with some disgust:

"The flesh of the fruit is too sour when roasted, but the core is fried with salt and becomes crispy and fragrant. It's just a good thing but it's not suitable for the tauren to eat too much. So I made some jam and garnished it with a few fried cores."

"Do you think they licked the plates clean?"

This group of tauren really have never seen the world, so it seems that it will be easy to conquer them.

Attilan flew over the Minotaur crowd, started with a dragon roar, and then began to confuse people's hearts.

"How was the food just now? Is anyone willing to be my slave now? If you become my slave, you can eat the food just now. As long as you work hard, there will even be more delicious food waiting for you after you become a dependent. enjoy."

"Those who are willing to be slaves stand up!"

Under the temptation of the delicious food and Attilan's seductive words, more than ten tauren actually stood up on the spot. Only after they stood up did they remember to see the chief's reaction.

What can the chief say? He knows that these idiots can't resist the temptation of delicious food, and it is not shameful to be a slave to the dragon. This is not a chance to become a dependent.

Even if they don't stand up, aren't they slaves?

"Very good, each person picks two tauren to form a working team. Map, let the fishmen give these team leaders another piece of food. They stood up bravely and must be commended."

"But! If you are lazy when working, the first person I want to punish is the captain. If you do well, the captain can become a dependent, and the remaining people can become captains and have two meals!"

According to the tauren's intellectual understanding, if you are lazy at work, you will be beaten, but if you work hard, you will eat more.

Soon the fishman served the captain the food, and this time he gave half a bowl. Compared with the shallow portion just now, the tauren who didn't stand up regretted it to death.

Now I can only drool as I watch Captain Baofeng inhale it. These guys even ran up to them with bowls to show off.

But they didn't dare to resist. The blood-sucking vines were still wrapped around their arms. The bit of food they had just eaten was not enough to make up for the amount of blood absorbed by the vines. They really didn't dare to move.

The wooden bowl was licked and there was no need to wash it. Attilan smiled knowingly when he saw this.

"Now captain, go select your men and get to work now!"

If you don’t work after eating, will the energy consumption provided by food be wasted?

Most of the tauren were sent to level the land to open up farmland. The tauren were responsible for using wooden agricultural tools to turn up the soil, and the fishmen were responsible for cleaning up weeds, stones, roots and other things that would affect planting.

Soon the team leader discovered that this bowl of rice was not that delicious. Not only did they have to work, but they also had to watch the other two people working, which was really hard.

The remaining tauren are renovating the camp under the leadership of the fishmen.

Because of the extremely careless living habits of the tauren, the camp is a filthy place.

The first thing to do is to clean up the contaminated soil, and then bring in clean soil to fill it up.

Extremely unreasonable building structures, these houses also need to be rebuilt, and the tauren's craftsmanship is simply a waste of these wood.

He nailed the wood crookedly into the soil, placed a few more logs on top, and covered it with branches and large leaves. He knew that he who tied it with vines was already a smart man.

Most of the tauren simply sleep among piles of scattered logs.

<divclass="contentadv">Only the tauren chief, his house is actually roofed with sheepskin. Although the sheepskin is peeled to pieces, it also shows that the chief is completely different from ordinary tauren.

The camp is changing into Attilan's will, and all the tauren are starting to work, except the chief.

He stood silently and looked at the group of tauren he had gathered, working even more seriously than when he was the chief.

"Want to know why they work so obediently?"

He did want to know, but he didn't want to ask Attilan to bow to Attilan.

It didn't matter if the chief didn't ask, Attilan patiently explained to him.

Whether it was his arrangements for the tauren or his words to the chief, they were all intended to tame these tauren.

Let them get used to obeying his instructions and getting used to the more civilized lifestyle now, and the tauren will no longer be willing to betray Attilan and return to the past life of eating hair and drinking blood.

Minotaurs do not have the accumulation and inheritance of knowledge. How can they produce a legendary Minotaur by relying solely on talent to inherit their profession?

"It's very simple, because what I brought to them today is completely different from my previous experience. Why is it that using the same materials, satyrs and fishmen make it so delicious?"

"They know very well that only by following me will they have the opportunity to enjoy more good things. Don't worry, I am not an evil dragon. I will not fail to fulfill my promise and treat you as a tool."

Don't worry, you are not tools, you are tool people.

If it develops according to Attilan's plan, it may not be good news to the Minotaurs. Through the influence of civilized society, these Minotaurs may not change much.

But their children's intelligence will definitely improve.

I believe that one day, Tauren scholars, a profession and figure with such historical significance, will appear in the natural empire of Attilan.

The chief must have lost sight, but Attilan could see for him.

"I hope so."

The cunning made it difficult for the chief to trust Attilan so easily. His intelligence determined that he was not a fool who could be bribed with haggis.

Taming the tauren was not easy, but the construction of Qinglin Town still had to continue, so the fishman priest took most of the fishmen back to Qinglin Town the next day.

This camp was also named Bighorn Town by Attilan, and a sign was erected overnight.

Attilan needed daily practice, and asked the satyrs to keep an eye on the minotaurs. He also told the satyrs how to control the blood-sucking vines to prevent them from rebelling.

The satyrs were still worried that they wouldn't be able to suppress the situation, so they thought about how to suppress them so that they could be domineering enough. They didn't go to bed until dawn, but as a result, no one made any trouble at all the next day.

All tauren work, eat and work honestly.

The suppression method he carefully planned for one night was of no use at all.

He even wanted to say, how about you guys just make a show of face?

The chief seemed to be really thinking about Attilan's words, sitting motionless at the gate every day.

It only took the tauren seven days to fully accept their current life, and Attilan took advantage of the situation and gave it a try.

As long as a few well-behaved tauren can hunt three sand sheep and bring them back, they can become dependents.

Although only two tauren successfully brought back three of them as dependents, the remaining tauren all came back with their prey, and none of them escaped or stole food.

Attilan watched clearly from the sky, his domestication was successful!

It was obvious that the tauren had become obsessed with the delicious haggis, which was served in larger portions every day.

Moreover, it is covered with a layer of hay and is airtight and rainproof, so it is not too comfortable to live in.