Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"Just a few scavengers." Li Ken didn't take it seriously.

"If you ask me, you should learn from me and raise a few slaves. You don't have to worry about being obedient. If the other people die, they will die."

"The president took it very seriously after he found out," Wu Xin took over Jiage's words. "That's why he asked me to accompany Jiage's soldiers to tell Director Li that we must ensure the supply of food during this special period."

As if she was afraid that the commanding tone in her words would displease Li Ken, Wu Xin added with a smile: "The other supervisors have no way of imitating Director Li even if they want to."

This is not entirely flattering.

The main resources recovered in the West and East Districts of Fang City are relics from the ruins. If you want to find things in the vast and dangerous ruins, it is impossible to do it without using the subjective initiative of a scavenger.

If you switch to driving slaves, there must be servants around to control them, and the slaves cannot be too far apart. The efficiency of the search cannot be compared to that of a scavenger working alone.

Therefore, it is more appropriate to use slaves on a large scale in Li Ken's farms and workshops. As for Wei Yi and He Falcon, they have their own methods of controlling scavengers and residents.

When Li Ken heard this, the expression on his face really relaxed a lot.

He looked at Jiage: "Brother Jiage, has Brother He Falcon found out the reason?"

"My lord, he doesn't know this." Jiage bowed and responded.

Ken Li sneered in his heart.

It is said that this Shaq man named Jiage became a warrior through traveling in the Western District, and was then recalled by He Falcon for reuse.

——After all, it is questionable why the person in charge of the Southern District would go to the Western District to investigate.

He doesn't believe it if you say He Falcon Club didn't find out anything.

As the latest promoted supervisor, He Shuan, on the surface, is very respectful to veteran supervisors like them, but he doesn't know how many calculations he has behind the scenes.

Now He Shuan has managed his southern district like an iron bucket, and has already put his hand into Wei Yi's western district. This man's ambitions are not small.

He looked at Wu Xin again, with questioning eyes.

Wu Xin shrugged: "Maybe it's the wolves?"

Although wolves in the narrow sense have become extinct, people sometimes use the ancient word "wolf" to refer to the bone dogs that occupy this ecological niche.

This will make you appear more educated.

"It's just a bunch of beasts." Li Ken curled his lips.

It is not a secret that there are groups of bone dogs outside the hub, but except for stray bone dogs, they rarely actively invade human territory.

"Since I don't know the reason, I have nothing to prepare. I can only show you my farm."

His tone was slightly complaining.

The president must know part of the inside story, otherwise he would not send his confidant Wu Xin to inform him, but he is unwilling to disclose the specific details.

I always feel that the president has become less and less interested in Fangshi over the years.

Forget it, what does the problem in the northwest have to do with the east side anyway?

Just when everyone was having their own secrets, Wu Xin saw several slaves pulling trailers in the distance. Some of the trucks were filled with barrels, which looked like they should be filled with water, but one truck was filled with water. Some pink bricks.

"What is that?" Wu Xin asked.

"Brother Wu Xin will know it when he sees it." As the supervisor here, Li Ken has become accustomed to this.

He waved, and a servant trotted up with a wine bottle and filled it for all three of them.

The glass gradually became covered with a thin layer of mist.

It seems that the wine was put in the well to stabilize it.

Li Ken took a sip and shouted: "Take a rest!"

Slaves in the fields huffed and puffed their way to the fence.

The slaves with higher status were cracking their whips to maintain order while pouring out the green slurry from the barrels and distributing it in wooden bowls to the thirsty slaves.

It's cactus juice.

Wu Xin smiled and said, "No wonder the only cactus sold from Manager Li is dry chewing sticks."

"Otherwise, who will buy water?" Li Ken was quite proud.

Fresh cactus is rich in water.

Squeeze the cactus dry first and then sell it. This will not only reduce transportation costs, but also store it for a longer time. The inventory can be sold at any time, and it will also prevent those at the hub from getting the excess water. .

In this way, the sales of clean water will also increase significantly.

The squeezed juice can also be poured into the slave, which really serves multiple purposes.

"Moisten your throat first!" A slave in charge of farmland kicked away a young slave who was lying on the fence just now, trying to reach out to reach the bricks on the car.

Wu Xin and others watched with interest.

After everyone received a bowl of cactus juice and drank it, the slave took a pink brick from the car and threw it into the sand field.

Suddenly all the slaves pounced on him.

They circled the bricks and stuck out their tongues.

Licking like crazy.

A small pink brick is fought over and passed between slaves, and sometimes several people lick the same brick surface at the same time.

He didn't care if saliva splashed on the other person's face.

Just kept licking.

Suck.

It makes a clicking sound.

With relish.

On a hot summer day, this crazy scene makes people shudder.

"This is……"

Wu Xin frowned.

He remembered that it was said that a plant would grow in the swamps in the south, and a medicine could be extracted from this plant. Anyone who used this medicine would be crazy about it for the rest of their lives.

Did Ken Li add that kind of medicine to the bricks in order to control the slaves?

But if he has medicine, he can smuggle it to the Union City through merchants, and he will definitely make more money. How can he waste it on slaves?

"It's not as exaggerated as you thought." Li Ken saw Wu Xin's confusion, and he explained with a smile: "It's just a salt brick."

In the wild, animals lack salt and trace elements and will choose to lick salt mines or even eat soil and salt particles on their companions.

Animals in farms do not have such conditions, so people from ancient civilizations designed salt lick bricks to supplement minerals for intensively farmed cattle and sheep.

This technology is also quite easy to use on slaves.

You must know that they need to work under the hot sun and will lose a lot of electrolytes. Simply feeding them is not enough.

As for the slaves' craziness, it is just because licking the salt bricks can slightly relieve the physical pain.

"This is what the merchants taught me. The experience of raising slaves in Union City is much more advanced than ours." Li Ken's tone was full of admiration, "After licking the salt bricks, each slave can be used longer. ”

He raised his glass to the two of them: "After reading this, the president and Brother He Falcon can rest assured that I have enough food."

"certainly."

"cheers!"

Wu Xin and Jiage on the side also raised their glasses in response.

This is rum brewed with sugar juice and chilled with well water. Although the alcohol content is high, it is very easy to drink.

The wine flowed smoothly into the throat, bringing a touch of cold and sweet comfort to the three of them in this scorching hot weather.

…

Lu Meng had already returned home.

But now he was looking at the yellow-white slurry in the bowl and was lost in thought.

This is the tenth attempt.

[Life Skills: Medical 6→9 (Introductory)]

I just want to make a little soap.

Why is medical proficiency increasing?