His enlarged eyes swept over each glazed glass product made with prohibitions.

Lynn also took steps and walked into it.

Beo, who came out of the firing area, looked at Grayson in confusion and then approached Lynn.

Beo asked puzzled, "Master, this is..."

Lynn glanced at Beo, "Grayson Brown, one of my collaborators."

"It's he who transported your glazed glass outside the territory, receiving much favor from nobility and lords."

"He's willing to use slaves and grains to exchange for a hundred glazed glass products."

After hearing Master Lynn's explanation, Beo's eyebrows involuntarily raised.

If it was before knowing the process of making glazed glass, Beo indeed felt the glass products were exquisite and precious.

But now...

Beo had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Extremely ordinary glazed glass products in his eyes were treasures in others' eyes...

Beo understood that under Master Lynn's leadership, his mindset and vision changed.

He was no longer the small ceramic worker who was once amazed and shocked by glazed glass products.

Only then did Beo realize how important it is to master technology!

Lynn continued, "Arrange a few apprentices to follow Grayson and mark the glazed glass products he selects."

"Once the caravan arrives, assist him in loading them onto the carts."

Beo responded promptly, "Yes, Master."

Afterwards, Lynn spoke a few words to Grayson, allowing him to continue selecting here, accompanied by Beo.

Lynn left the Glass Workshop first, with Red still closely following.

After all, there were still six hundred slaves on the open ground square, awaiting his arrangement.

Passing through the Handicraft Workshop District, and turning past rows of Red Brick Houses, Lynn arrived at the open ground square of the small town.

On the open ground square.

Rows of huddling slaves crowded together, trying to keep warm through mutual contact.

But even so, it was in no way able to stop their bodies from trembling.

After a long journey, lacking food inside, they couldn't generate more heat.

Even though today's temperature clearly rose, they were still pale with cold.

Lynn stepped forward a few steps to the forefront of the slaves.

Taking a breath of cold air, Lynn spoke solemnly, "Everyone, I am the lord of this territory – Lynn."

"After I finish this talk, you will receive hot meals!"

Upon hearing this, dozens of slaves raised their heads, widened their eyes, curiously looking at Lynn.

"You are not the first batch of slaves to come to this territory, and even... won't be the last batch!"

"But the fact that you came here is the luckiest thing in your life."

When the words fell.

Lynn saw a batch of slaves, their faces showing a touch of disdain or even ridicule.

Lynn didn't mind at all and continued saying, "My requirements for you are very simple."

"Through your hard work, become townsmen of the small town, and you will receive food and a place to live in the Red Brick Houses."

"If your children are by your side, they can receive education from scholars of the territory, learning to read and write."

"If any of you are sick or uncomfortable now, you can raise your hand to indicate. I will have guards take you to the territorial hospital to see a doctor."

More slaves raised their heads, even disregarding their cold bodies, and stood up.

Their eyes were filled with hope, looking at Lynn.

Having experienced wars, they naturally wished for a stable and safe life.

At this moment.

Kuisi ran to Lynn's side, reminding, "Master, the food has been cooked."

Lynn acknowledged and said to the crowd of slaves, "The hot food prepared for you has been cooked."

"You will orderly receive the food under the guards' guidance."

The slaves were surprised upon hearing.

Hot meals?

They just arrived here in about an hour.

This young lord already prepared food for them?

Is this truly the treatment slaves ought to have?

Under the leadership of sixty to seventy guards, the slaves began to enter the dining hall in batches.

When they saw those steaming pots of pork and pea stew, and piles of barley bread.

Their eyes instantly brightened, their mouths watered, involuntarily starting to swallow.

If not for the guards holding One-Handed Swords, they might have rushed forward, starting to grab.

They were really too hungry!

Queues of slaves received their share of food from the chefs.

A big bowl of pork pea stew and two pieces of barley bread.

After the aroma of pork pea stew poured into their nostrils, they couldn't suppress their hunger any longer, biting and chewing vigorously.

Several mouthfuls of bread swallowed, then a sip of pork pea stew.

They could clearly feel a touch of comfortable heat passing through their bodies, reaching the stomach, and a sense of fullness emerging within them.

Only at this moment did they realize that what the young lord said was true!

Immediately, a hint of good will appeared in their eyes toward Lynn.

Watching the loyalty of these slaves slowly increase, Lynn nodded in satisfaction.

Indeed.

No matter from which Empire, as long as you provide them food to fill their stomachs, they will offer their loyalty.

Half an hour later, all slaves finished dining.

After receiving food to fill their stomachs, the faces of these slaves clearly improved, with a faint redness appearing on the pallor.

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