Chapter 15 Rules
Chapter 15 Rules
There were many small accidents at the market, and the first day was completed with a lot of bumps. Indra quickly made new rules based on the loopholes. Ashura had a small conflict with his brother. He believed that these imprisoned thieves should return the stolen goods in person and apologize, and then participate in labor reform in the Ninja Sect: splitting bamboo.
They are paid a small amount every day so that they don't have to steal because they have no work.
"What kind of punishment is this?" Indra frowned. If there was no punishment, these thieves would dare to do it again next time.
"They won't do the job if they have it." Asura insisted. He and Mingluo learned the role of rules today.
"Mingluo taught you?"
"Yes." Asura nodded. This method was very good.
"She taught you to treat children and thieves the same?"
"No, but... Brother, your punishment is too severe. How can they live if you break their hands?" Ashura tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head and stood up. "Brother, wait for me."
Seeing his younger brother running out in the middle of the night, Indra felt his temples throbbing. He had no choice but to follow him and secretly watch his younger brother from behind to prevent him from being ambushed.
Mingluo was not asleep at Xiaoyuan Mountain. She was simmering the chicken soup. When she saw Asura coming, she entertained this impudent guy in the living room. This was... you were greedy in the middle of the night?
I didn't expect him to come to see his confidant sister in the middle of the night. Ming Luo almost rolled her eyes and sighed helplessly. This child is so naive. He just believes whatever others say.
"Indra is right, how can a child be the same as a thief?"
"But..." He thought his brother's punishment was too severe.
"But a broken hand is also very troublesome. It is inconvenient to eat, drink, defecate and urinate. Do we still need to keep him alive in the Ninja Clan?"
Indra was silent outside the house, thinking that the Ninja Clan would not raise him, so at worst, he could just heal him. Cutting off a thief's hand was a common punishment for thieves nowadays, and all countries had such a sentence. He also believed that cutting off a thief's hand for stealing was solving the root problem.
But... while I am recovering, do I still need someone to take care of me?
I knew it was serious when I saw Ashura's expression. Mingluo interrupted him indifferently. "Your idea of introducing jobs is good, but do you know... those who have not made any mistakes are more likely to get this job? People stole things, and you rewarded them. Isn't it too much? There will be many thieves who will turn themselves in like the children today. It is more likely to make people who originally did not steal things steal things."
Ashura's smile froze, and he scratched his head in distress. "What should I do then?"
"Think about it again, how to turn this job into real labor reform rather than a reward."
“…No wages?”
"Go back and discuss it with your brother." Ming Luo stopped there. This guy needs to use his brain more instead of being led by others.
"Good night, Mingluo." Asura came out thoughtfully, thinking of a suitable solution.
Mingluo didn't know what happened next. She sent a pot of chicken soup to Indra and then was busy grinding soybeans. Soybeans can be used to make many things. She wanted to dry some Laba fermented bean curd and grind some tofu to make fermented bean curd.
I suddenly thought of fermented bean curd because... I wanted to eat barbecued pork but found that the seasonings I prepared were not complete enough.
On the third day, Mingluo received two hundred kilograms of iron, fifty kilograms of copper, and a small oval-shaped plate. Indra came over with a bad look on his face, and she roughly knew the reason.
"Do they want to break the contract?" Judging from the remuneration, the profits of the market during these three days were staggering.
"…It's all here, you can look at the account book." Indra did not answer, he was not used to airing dirty laundry in public.
"I trust you." Ming Luo flipped through the account book and glanced at it. She just wanted to say... Wow, what a heavenly book. "I know keeping your word is your principle, but if you forcefully collect the debt, you will definitely offend everyone."
Ming Luo didn't say that those people would have more complaints against her, she didn't care at all because she had the skills in her hands. If those people wanted to learn new things, they would still ask for help, and their attitude would be lowered.
This is common to do in order to make money.
"They can't keep their promises without supervision, but they are not bad people after all." Accept that human nature is not perfect and the world is not black and white, and you won't be sad about it. "I lied to you too. I'm not afraid of humans, I just... don't like dealing with people."
Indra's anger subsided a little, and he felt ashamed for the incompetence of the people of the Ninja Clan. "I know."
"Bamboo products are very popular, so naturally there will be villagers who want to learn together. You just wait and see." Ming Luo had already prepared the boomerang, so how could she let the dart come back and hurt herself?
She said last time that she would only teach that one time and would not set foot in Shinobi school again.
Those villagers who complain today should thank Indra tomorrow.
Indra's eyes fell on the red lips and smiled, knowing that it would soon turn around. If you don't cut yourself, you will never know the pain. Those people will come to you in a few days to "seek justice".
"Is this a skill that noble women must learn?" Indra asked curiously. Can nobles manipulate people's hearts one by one? She would watch the people fighting below from a high place. It was really an eye-opener.
"I'm not a noble... this is the basics... well, you can understand it as abusing power." Ming Luo hesitated for a moment, looking for the right words. Her family had been from a small family for three generations.
Actually, they learned cooking and bamboo weaving, which are both good skills for making a living. It was a good deal. In the final analysis, Lord Yuyi spoiled them too much. If she was a member of the Ninja Clan, she might not get a dime for tuition. What do you say... We should help each other, and we should give everything for free, thanking them for taking us in.
Indra: "..."
Basics? That’s it!
I know you dislike the Ninja Clan!
Yuyi in the Ninja Clan was not in a good mood either. Although no one said anything in front of him, he heard the villagers' grievances. However, this time, Yuyi did not talk to his son. According to the contract, everyone should pay the tuition. Moreover, the market was once a month, and there were only three markets in total that required payment, which was not an unfair clause.
He sensed that someone was fanning the flames, and it was probably that person. The guy who secretly killed Asura and verbally attacked Indra was really... abominable!
The Asura on the bamboo mountain was chopping bamboos unhappily, and because he was angry, he was not moving fast. He was more "unhappy" than everyone else, watching the villagers bundle the bamboos into a pile and throw them into the water. People also stood on the river and followed the bamboos to float to the village.
Everyone was so enthusiastic about weaving bamboo, which made Ashura feel even worse. It was the first time he realized that the people of the Ninja Clan were quite selfish. His brother just gave Mingluo the share that should have been given, but they said that his brother was biased towards outsiders? They said bad things about his brother.
Wasn’t this agreed upon long ago?
Mingluo has worked very hard to teach everyone!
"Ashura, are you going back?"
"I'm going to talk to Mingluo."
Asura put the hatchet on his waist, took out a small pulley, hung it on the cable, and ran to the hilltop of Mingluo. Seeing the little smoke coming out of the kitchen, his heart suddenly settled down.
"Mingluo——" Ashura called out with a bright smile on his face.
Ming Luo turned around and was slapped in the face by 'Sunshine'. She took a step back in resistance. [This kid... is here to eat for free again! ]
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