Chapter 652: Finishing Touches on Resettlement Work

After the Factory Manager had prepared everything, he let the first person take off the tag around his neck, then recorded the detailed information on paper, followed by the others; after recording them, he returned the tags to them and gave a word of advice: "You must remember your own names well. You may not have had names before, but now you do."

The few people nodded repeatedly; even without the Factory Manager saying it, they would firmly remember them.

After these four people, it was the turn of those Slaves. Theirs were the easiest to handle; there was no need to speak of changing status, only to register the unit they belonged to. The nature of these Slaves was considered state-owned, and they were assigned to the Bamboo Weaving Factory for use.

After the Factory Manager had recorded everything, he stood up, took the documents, checked the Incense Burner to ensure it was covered and there was no risk of fire, and then left the office.

Once out the door, he said to the two servants: "You two, take them to handle their check-in, get their things, teach them everything that should be taught, let them take a bath, and change their clothes. There are those clean, old clothes in the warehouse; find ones that fit them to change into, and after they are tidied up, take them to the canteen to eat."

The two servants nodded earnestly, then each took charge of a group and led them toward their respective places.

The Factory Manager took the documents and walked toward the Ministry of Revenue. Given the current situation, the Ministry of Revenue must be working overtime. With such a massive pile of matters, they absolutely could not get off work on time, and he might have to wait a while after arriving.

And the reality was just as he had thought. When he arrived, people from several other factories were already waiting. Mainly, more people had been assigned to his Bamboo Weaving Factory, but everyone was still relatively happy, with smiles on their faces. Who wouldn't hope for more people to come to their factory to work? Everyone's pressure was very high; there were quotas every month, and they would be punished if they didn't complete them.

Among them, the happiest was none other than the Stone Mason Workshop, because their number of people was too small and their scale was small, so they could not become a factory and were still a workshop. This time, they were unexpectedly sent a hand who could barely be used. How could they not be happy? As long as they taught him for a period of time, he would be able to directly start doing some simple work.

Because manpower was too scarce, even that Slave was decided to be given the status of a tenant farmer. As for the Brick and Tile Factory, they didn't have much of a reaction; there were too many people who knew how to play with mud. What they lacked were high-end talents, especially those who knew how to make Porcelain. However, those sent over could only do the work of making Tiles and Bricks, and they could train a large batch of such people in a month, so they weren't lacking. In the end, they even sent many back, only keeping two who were slightly stronger, but still didn't give them tenant farmer status.

The Ministry of Revenue prioritized handling the affairs of these factories; after all, they were relatively important, and people were waiting. As for the ordinary Slaves, it didn't matter if it was a bit later.

All the Slaves who were not selected had already been thoroughly settled. Because many of those selected had skills, many of the Tents they had set up were left empty. At this time, everyone's daily necessities and food had already been successfully distributed. The remaining items were just left piled up where they were; the people from the Ministry of Revenue did not haul them back.

Because these could be counted as tears of the era, they were not considered any property in Huaxia. They calculated the quantity by the basket, and only large Pottery would be carefully counted. Leaving them here could be considered as backups; in case any were broken, they could be replenished in time.

The Soldiers camped on the spot. They had better Tents, and since it was a shift system, those resting could go back to the military camp to sleep, but they could not go home, as they were in the middle of executing a mission.

Usually, they just stayed here to watch over these Slaves.

The disciplinarians for the Slaves that Baifeng intended to send were not yet in place because Baifeng was quite busy and hadn't arranged it yet. He planned to pick some from the servants in his own home after returning, and at the same time, teach them the rules.

That day, besides the first batch including Gao An, there was chaos in dozens of Tents. The main problem was still the scrambling for food. The leading Soldier called everyone out, made them stand neatly, and watched the execution.

That night, under the guidance of the patrolling Soldiers, the Slaves learned to follow the most basic rules. At the same time, they cooked for themselves for the first time. The water was drawn by them according to the Tent numbers from several water pipes that had been temporarily connected.

However, how to use water in the future had not yet been solved. According to the plan, several wells should be dug near the camp. The Dahe was not far away, and the groundwater level was quite shallow. If they didn't dig wells, water usage in Winter would become a problem. Once the Dahe froze, most of their water conservancy projects would fail. Other places in the city that used water from the Dahu would similarly be unable to use it in Winter.

After the Slaves ate their first meal, their moods immediately improved. As for the severity of the Huaxia Soldiers, they didn't care anymore. As long as they could be fed, what did it matter if they were a bit strict? What they were asked to do was actually just to stand a bit straighter, arrive when called, and even sleep when told to sleep and get up when told to get up. Was this very difficult?

The Soldiers were only teaching these for the time being; other rules would be taught by specialized people. After the bedtime indoctrination ended, they ended the day with a whistle, and all the Slaves were driven into the Tents to sleep.

The Soldiers were just patrolling the camp, still to prevent the Slaves from escaping or rioting. For them, the pressure was not great; it was much easier than standing guard in the wild.

As for the Slaves in the factories, they were taken to neat collective dormitories, which made them somewhat disbelieving. No matter how they looked at it, it didn't look like the treatment Slaves should have. Afterward, they were forced to take a bath and changed into clothes they could never have come into contact with.

On the way, they couldn't hold back their curiosity and used "Leader" to address the servant leading them, asking what his status was. Upon learning that he was also a Slave, it completely shattered their worldview. Thus, they no longer had any resistance to their own Slave status, but only yearned for the life of an ordinary person.