Xue Rui quickly responded with a smile.
She turned back and glared at Labette.
She had lost all her patience,
"Enough!"
Xue Rui tried to calm her voice, "None of the dangers you mentioned have happened yet!"
"Just wait, it will happen,"
Labette stubbornly muttered under his breath, his ears twitching uneasily.
Xue Rui sighed deeply, the white fur on her face trembling slightly with her breath,
"No matter what happens, I hope you donât speak again."
Xue Rui was really irritated, she didnât want someone like Labette to meet the Lord.
Xue Rui was very afraid he would offend that Lord, causing her to lose the hard-won opportunity.
"When we get to the town, donât speak your broken Empire tongue, thank you for your cooperation."
After Xue Rui finished the reminder, Labette continued to mumble, not stopping.
It just turned from loud noise to quiet grumbling.
Xue Rui no longer paid attention to Labette.
Following the soldiersâ footsteps, they finally arrived at Frost Leaf Town before dark.
But this time, Luo De did not meet them; Lawrence was in charge of them.
"The Lord has other matters to attend to, and I will arrange the work for the next few days."
Lawrenceâs tone was calm and measured, with a hint of arrogance.
In the half a year working in Frost Leaf Town, Lawrence had gradually embraced his role.
From a previously humble and flattering merchant, he had become a slightly arrogant and sharp noble steward.
"Alright, thank you, esteemed Lord Lawrence."
Xue Rui bowed, and the other Snow Rabbit People followed suit.
Except for the stubborn Labette.
Lawrence didnât mind but silently noted it.
He wouldnât score them, just relay everyoneâs performance to the Lord Luo De.
"We can start working anytime, Lord Lawrence, please lead the way," Xue Rui said.
"Itâs already evening today, weâll start tomorrow morning."
Lawrence stood tall, looking down at the Snow Rabbit People in front of him,
"You havenât eaten, have you?"
"Yes, Lord Lawrence, weâve been on the road, only had some jerky."
Xue Rui couldnât help licking her lips, reminiscing the taste of jerky.
The jerky was shared by the soldier brother.
"Follow me, there should be some leftovers in the slavesâ canteen."
Lawrence turned around, waving them to follow.
"Are they really giving us leftovers?!"
Labette said discontentedly in a lowered voice.
"Shut up, Labette!"
Xue Rui glared at him, full of displeasure.
Xue Rui quickly motioned her clan to follow, ignoring Labette behind her.
Then, guided by Lawrence, they passed through alleys.
The people they encountered bowed or nodded to Lawrence, making Xue Rui aware of Lawrenceâs status.
Lawrence nodded back frequently.
He liked this feeling, completely enjoying the thrill that power brought.
This was something he had never experienced as a merchant.
The slavesâ canteen was a spacious wooden house, with dozens of tables neatly arranged inside, each with six chairs.
Lawrence was the first to enter.
Xue Rui was about to follow.
Labette quickly caught up to Xue Rui, emphasizing in the Snow Rabbit language, "Xue Rui, I absolutely wonât eat their slavesâ leftovers."
Xue Rui ignored him and walked straight in.
Labette turned to the other clan members, repeating in a low voice,
"We Snow Rabbit People havenât had our fill for so long, but we must not eat their leftovers."
"Itâs an insult to us. Even if we starve, we must not eat their leftovers!"
The other Snow Rabbit People also just glanced at Labette, not paying much attention and following Xue Rui into the canteen one by one.
They were still savoring the taste of the jerky from noon.
The women in the slavesâ canteen saw Lawrence coming, quickly greeted him, "Lord Lawrence."
Lawrence waved his hand slightly, "They are workers newly hired by the Lord, bring out the leftover food from tonight for them."
"Yes, Lord Lawrence."
The women responded promptly, skillfully serving the dishes from the pots, carrying plate after plate to the tables.
The slaves only had two dishes, a soup, and some black bread as a staple at night.
There wasnât much work in winter, so the two dishes were pickled wild vegetables, mainly to provide salt for the slavesâ bodies.
However, the soup had some bones and scraps of meat.
Although simple, these dishes were served separately, very neatly.
Each Snow Rabbit person got a wooden tray with four compartments, three large and one small, holding two pickles and a bowl of soup.
The largest compartment contained two bulky pieces of black bread.
This was Luo Deâs requirement.
Luo De liked order; even the slavesâ meals couldnât be mixed like pig food.
At least the dishes couldnât be mixed together when served.
Xue Rui saw the neatly arranged meal trays, her ears stood up in surprise,
"Is this leftovers?"
"Yes, it is, we made a bit too much today, and the slaves didnât finish it."
Lawrence said nonchalantly.
"But shouldnât leftovers be all mixed together?"
Xue Rui hesitantly asked, nervously rubbing the hem of her clothes with her paws.
"Our leftovers are whatâs left after portioning out, not what was left unfinished by the slaves."
Lawrence found his own words a bit convoluted, impatiently waving his hand,
"Hurry up and eat, after you finish, Iâll take you to rest. You need to get up early for work tomorrow."