After waiting for about half an hour, more than a dozen plates of roasted chicken were brought up. Shimada Hideaki personally helped Hinataehyung to serve the plate, "Sir, even if you don't have enough, there are still five roasted chickens behind you who haven't served."

"Good, it's really nice to be served," Taehyung, who smelled the aroma of roasted chicken, waved his dirty hands and grabbed a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, "Wait aside! If you are useful, call you when you go to your place!"

Yu Qiuping felt a little uncomfortable after taking a few bites. It was probably because he had been bumpy for too long and was unhappy, so he left the back door again and planned to take a break.

After coming out and circling around, he took a detour next to the slaves' barracks. Yu Qiuping originally planned to pass by quickly, but the sound of sharp plates shattering inside made him stop and he leaned over and saw what was reborn inside with curiosity.

"Damn it! What's that matter!" A tall, thick Chinese character about 1.7 meters tall seemed to be the one who smashed the plate just now. He seemed to be still angry and punched the wooden stake hard. Yu Qiuping felt pain when he heard it.

"We worked hard to raise chickens for a year! For this brother, we saved a lot of food. We never had much savings to pay filial piety to the military supervisor and asked him to allow us to raise chickens! The result is good now!" The tall man spat on the ground, "Those military supervisors said they would take it away, and that was twenty chickens! None of them left for us!"

"Didn't you see a distinguished guest coming over there? The young man from the Bina family?" A young man sitting on a haystack next to him, sarcastically said in a sarcastic tone, "Our military supervisor is wise and powerful! If you want to use these chickens to please the adults above, how can you care about us slaves? I don't know, you will be promoted to the post at that time," he curled his lips, and showed a sarcastic smile. "Will you drink water and forget the well digger? Think about who raised this chicken for a year?"

"Yigang Katsumasa, Omaezaki Nakahide, you both are quiet!" A young man sitting in the center who seemed to be the leader, lowered his voice and scolded. He was dressed up as the cleanest of these slaves. Although his face was full of clouds, he could see his usual forbearance. "We cannot control the affairs of the military supervisor."

"Oh~" Mimaezaki Nakahide shrugged, "Our brother Ansei Fukushima, you're so bad, come and care about us," he continued to say sarcastically, "When the military supervisor came to grab our chickens with a arrogant attitude, why didn't you care about it?"

"Yuyoshi Ogawa, don't drink it, say something," Mimaezaki Nakahide looked at a man lying in a haystack, sipping in a gulp of inferior soju. His face was flushed and his eyes couldn't open. "At that time, you took out half of the money for the wine to raise chickens, why didn't you say anything?"

Yudong Ogawa glanced at him, but said nothing, and poured another sip of wine.

"Damn, these beasts who killed thousands of swords!" Ji Gang Shengzheng was so anxious that he seemed to have tears in his eyes. "Brothers have raised chickens for a year. If they were stolen for their own good, they would have to endure them! We plan to send these chickens back to Jun Mansion to open a meaty meal for our family."

"There are more than 200 households, twenty chickens, how many can the family get?" Mimaezaki Nakahide sighed, but he still did not stop sarcasm.

"That's better than nothing." Yudong Ogawa, who was drinking and not talking, finally said with a burp, "Since my uncle was arrested, my family hasn't eaten meat for almost ten years."

"My mother is in poor health. In recent years, she has been sweeping the streets in Junfu every day, and her illness is getting worse and worse. I have long wanted to buy her a chicken stew to replenish her body," Jigang Shengzheng bit her teeth so that she almost cracked. "I finally found that everyone bought a chicken and raised it for a year! I'm waiting for my mother! Damn! These beasts supervising soldiers!"

"Masato, be careful, be careful of the walls." Fukushima Ansei whispered.

"The military supervisor is busy serving noble people, so how can I see us?" Mimaezaki Nakahide said disdainfully.

"An Cheng, don't say a word of complaint?" Mimaezaki Nakahide glanced at An Cheng who was sitting in the middle and said nothing. "I remember, when you started raising chickens last year, you wrote a letter to your family, saying that your younger brother and sister had not eaten meat yet, and finally your brother was able to order chickens for them. I have been writing for a year. Every time the family asks someone to write to you, they also say they are looking forward to eating the chicken you raise. What do you say now?"

Fukushima's Adam's apple squirmed up and down, and his cheeks were buried in the shadows.

"I have dreamed several times how happy my father and mother were when they ate meat," Mimaezaki Nakahide sighed. When the sarcastic tone was mentioned, it disappeared without a trace, leaving only full of helplessness.

More than two hundred slaves around him complained, and they were sobbing from time to time.

"I don't know how my mother is doing." After a long time, Fukushima Ansei spitted out a few words, "I wrote the last letter from my family last year, saying that the money was almost gone, and I couldn't even get the money from the entrusted person to write the letter. My mother's lung disease became more and more serious." After that, she fell into silence again.

"No wonder I haven't seen you write a letter in a few months." Yudong Ogawa burped and muttered.

"Damn it! I can't bear it anymore!" Yoshigang Katsumasa, who had beaten wooden stakes alone for a long time, suddenly roared, "God man! How can you be so angry? I'll kill all those bitches!" After that, he raised a scoundrel in the corner and was about to run out. Fukushima Ansei quickly got up and hugged him, and several people around him also came to help hold him down.

"Are you crazy?" Another slave whispered fiercely, "If you make such a fuss, our family will die!"

Yoshigang Katsumasaki roared and struggled hard, and Mimaezaki Nakahide also led a few people to help hold him down.

"You are so disturbing, don't be heard." Yudong Ogawa said.

Suddenly, a staggering sound of footsteps came from the camp gate.

"Oh no, I'm heard!" A thought flashed through everyone's minds.

Everyone was shocked. More than 200 slaves who had originally gathered together were scattered like birds and beasts, and they were almost back to their respective posts. The entangled Mimaezaki Nakahide and Yoshigato Katsumasa had no time to avoid it and leaned against the haystack. Fukushima An saw that the situation was not good, so he knelt down on the ground before the person came into the camp.

"Just just now, the villain was rude and disturbed all the adults. I'll forgive you! The villain deserves death! I hope the adults will not care about the villain's passing and let the villain go!"

As soon as Yu Qiuhei came in, he saw Fukushima Ansei kowtowing to the ground "bangbang", constantly begging for mercy. Immediately afterwards, Omaezaki Nakahide and Yoshigang Katsumasa also kowtowed, and then the two hundred slaves around him also knelt down.

"Sir, you have a lot of them. For our usual rules, let's spare those few guys who are not very eyebrow!" After Fukushima Ansei said that, he didn't even raise his head, and kicked Mimaezaki Nakahide and Yoshigang Katsumasa to the side, "They are really damn! But because they are quite diligent in their daily work, I hope you can leave a way out!"

"Sir! The villain never dares to do it again! We just now, we drank too much," Mimaezaki Nakahide pointed at Yutotsuki Ogawa who was still drunk in the haystack. "I just said those nonsense! I can't be really a sir!"

Jigang Shengzheng seemed to be a rough man, and he couldn't even say anything begging for mercy, but he just kept kowtowing somewhere.

After waiting for a while, the kneeling slaves did not see any statement from the "adult" who came to inspect, and they knelt there in fear and did not dare to move.

After a long time, a whimper broke the silent barracks.

"Don't kowtow, it hurts."

Fukushima Ansei and the others raised their heads in disbelief, only to see a boy holding a basket of roasted chickens. Tears on his face couldn't stop sliding. Yu Qiuping shook the basket to the side and shook it weakly. After wiping his tears, he gently helped more than two hundred kneeling slaves one by one. He walked back to the camp gate and asked Fukushima Ansei: "Is there anything that can help you?"

"Sir... are you..." Fukushima Ansen looked at the pretty strange boy in front of him with a helpless hand.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a military supervisor. I'm just a follower of Lord Asahina. I just came from Mingguo," Yu Qiuping tried hard to suppress his crying voice and make his voice as stable as possible. "I happened to hear your story just now... I think your life is too unfair and too miserable."

"I live in Junfu now, and my family still has some savings. I just want to ask," Yu Qiuping said, and tears still flowed out again. He grew up with food and clothing since childhood, and his family was harmonious and beautiful. He had never been exposed to such a family that was tortured by fate. "Is there anything I can help you?"

In summer, a cool breeze blew, rolling up the leaves on the ground and quietly left.

With a low sob sounding among the slaves, Fukushima Ansei in front of Yu Qiuping actually covered his mouth and cried loudly. The two hundred followers behind him also suppressed their crying and sobbed in a low voice. Yu Qiuping suddenly felt very powerless. Not long after he came to this world, he had already seen too many unfairness.

He obviously did just like a normal, kind ordinary person, to care for others equally and help others, but he never thought he would get such a touch.

Is it that you are too good? Or is the times too bad?

In an era of orderly hierarchy, the ruthless exploitation of the lower class and low class brought about so many tragedies. How could there be only more than 200 slaves wandering in foreign lands in front of you?

I asked myself how great a person I was not, and I had never done any charitable feats before. But as long as I am a person with a conscience and live in this world for one day, I will never sit idly by such tragedies.

I, Yu Qiuping, do what I say.

The boy made up his mind in his heart.

"These five roast chickens are something that the adults can't finish," Yu Qiuping pointed to the baskets. "Although you more than 200 people share these, each of them can share a bite of meat. But at least you can eat a little."

"Also, if you believe me, you can give me your address and contact information. After I return to Jun Mansion," Yu Qiuping said, "I will find them as much as possible and buy half a chicken for each family. I will try my best to help them any family, such as herbs for medical treatment. In the future, they will write to you and leave it to me. I will help a silk store with a branch in Sanhe, and it is certainly OK to ask them to send some messages when shipping goods."

Before Yu Qiuping finished speaking, Fukushima An Cheng, who was in front of him, knelt down again. "My lord, great kindness!" He whimpered, "We are slaves who have committed sins in our family. We are not worthy of such pity for adults. We are grateful for the kindness of our lord, but this is really troublesome..."

"Please, I don't care. As long as I can help you a little, I can't pull up Fukushima Ansei who was kneeling on the ground.

"Sir, don't have to do this..." Several other people also knelt down.

"Okay, okay, don't say anything." Yu Qiuping interrupted them, "You don't have to feel that you owe me a lot. I do this not only because of pity for you, but also because my own conscience cannot tolerate me ignoring such tragedies. If I didn't help you today, I would regret it for the rest of my life."

"What's wrong? Do you want me to regret it for the rest of my life?" Yu Qiuping teased, wanting to ease the atmosphere on the scene.

"How dare you?" Mimaezaki Nakahide smiled, "I wish you peace in your life, but I dare not make you regret it for the rest of your life. But these more than 100 chickens are really a considerable fee..."

"You don't have to worry about this." Yu Qiuping said.

"There is no need to buy so many. The adults bought us a total of twenty chickens, so that we can't do it for a year, and the villain will be content." Jigang Shengzheng said honestly.

"More than 200 households and hundreds of people, how much can I divide a twenty chicken?" Yu Qiuping shook his head, "I will find a way to find money, don't worry. I'll get paper and pen. You can wait for me."

After completing the registration of more than 200 people's address and contact information, Yu Qiuping followed everyone to share a few bites of chicken. When he was about to leave with the thick stack of paper, An Cheng of Fukushima suddenly grabbed him.

When he turned around, the more than two hundred people fell to the ground again in one fell swoop.
Chapter completed!