I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 344: Dairy Cows and Slaves

"My cows!"

Eric was so excited he almost jumped up. The herd of dairy cows, in his eyes, had transformed into peerless beauties, their whole bodies sparkling.

Thomas laughed heartily, pressing down on Eric’s shoulder and pointing.

Corbin, who looked a size rounder after not seeing him for a while, and Hugh, still small and thin with a crafty look, also spotted them and walked over beaming.

"Hey, Snow Wolf boy, you’re here. Look, I didn’t break my promise. This time, I came straight to you guys," Corbin said with a bright smile.

Hugh glanced cautiously at Thomas, then turned back to smile at Eric:

"We intended to set off earlier, but unfortunately, last month the Biluo Bay suddenly had strong winds and big waves. It repeated for a whole month before completely settling down, so we took the opportunity to set sail."

"Thank you for your hard work. You arrived just in time; our cowshed has just started construction. Before long, these cows will have a place to stay."

Naturally, Eric didn’t mention that he had waited until he was worn out. He put on a social smile and spoke enthusiastically to the two men.

For farming, the tribesmen tried to flatten the fields, so the Halun Merchant Group could see almost everything along the way. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Corbin exclaimed sincerely: "It’s only been about half a year since I came here, yet this place has undergone such a huge change. Not only fields but also cowsheds. It’s really no different from a Baron’s territory."

With someone praising, Eric was naturally happy: "Beastmen also want to live better lives; naturally, we have to find ways."

Corbin and Eric were fine, but regarding Thomas, Corbin gave a thumbs up and said sincerely:

"Your Chief is truly capable. The Thomas tribe is also the only tribe I’ve seen that is this orderly."

Thomas laughed loudly a few times and patted Eric’s shoulder proudly: "That’s natural. The person standing in front of you is the Chief."

Corbin was genuinely surprised. He and Hugh looked at each other in astonishment. After recovering, he said:

"You mean, the Thomas tribe now lets a cub be the Chief?"

"Not only that, our tribe has changed its name to the Hadu tribe. Haha, how about it? Our cub Chief isn’t inferior to other beastman Chiefs, right!" Thomas introduced with inexplicable pride.

"It really doesn’t resemble other beastman tribes at all..." Hugh muttered.

This scene made Eric suddenly remember the times he went back to his hometown for Lunar New Year. His grandparents would also boast about his achievements with such pride, even though he felt very awkward every time and just wanted to dig a castle to hide in.

"Um, alright, I am indeed the Chief. We should still discuss the transaction. This herd of dairy cows is all prepared for us, right?" Eric quickly changed the subject, returning to business.

Hearing this, Corbin led them to a clearing behind the campsite where a large herd of dairy cows was leisurely grazing.

Dozens of people holding whips and sticks stood around, not daring to relax their vigilance.

Eric looked closely. This group of people wore clothes made of coarse cloth, full of holes and patches. Their gestures were timid and fearful. One look and you knew they weren’t members of the merchant group; their treatment was even worse than the coolies hired by the merchant group.

These people included both men and women, middle-aged people, and strong young men, just no elderly or children. In their eyes, besides tension, there was only fear. Their gazes were empty and despairing, hardly looking like living people.

Eric couldn’t bear it. He was about to open his mouth to ask when he heard Corbin proudly point at the large herd of dairy cows and say:

"To prepare for losses on the road, I brought five hundred cows onto the ship. Upon reaching land, over four hundred remained. These slaves were specifically bought by me to herd the cows - a free gift. Didn’t you Snow Wolves say you had never herded cows? I was very thoughtful, right?"

So these were slaves...

Eric suppressed the shock in his heart and looked at these people again. So this was what slaves were: possessing not even independent human rights, only able to be bought and sold like goods. Their price wasn’t even as expensive as dairy cows, only suitable as free gifts.

Coming from a modern world, this was the first time Eric had seen slaves with his own eyes. His heart went cold.

Living in a beastman tribe that was always friendly and loving towards tribesmen, he had almost forgotten he was in a cruel world.

This scene couldn’t help but make him think of the small beastmen and cubs sold by the Golden Kingdom. Were they this terrified too?

The human slaves in front of him at least didn’t have many wounds. It could be seen that the Halun Merchant Group was quite humane, but for unlucky slaves, the treatment would only be worse.

The evil system of slavery... Eric sighed silently and averted his gaze.

What could he change? He could only treat these slaves better within the scope of his ability. Regarding the small beastmen being sold, he could only lament; he couldn’t save them, and it would only add to his troubles.

"That’s great. I was truly afraid the tribesmen wouldn’t raise the dairy cows well. These slaves who know how to herd cows really help a lot," he pulled himself together and said to Corbin.

Corbin did this to curry favor with the Hadu tribe. Seeing Eric accept his goodwill, he couldn’t help but laugh loudly a few times:

"Herding cows isn’t a simple matter. If not careful, the cows will get sick. There are also many things to pay attention to when feeding."

This was true. In the village Eric lived in before, basically every household had cows. Don’t look at how big cows were or how easy they seemed to raise; they actually required a lot of effort.

He had seen with his own eyes a family that was greedy and fed too much grass. That cow’s belly became round and distended that very day, and it didn’t survive the night.

Cows have four stomachs, which is both an advantage and a disadvantage; they are easier to feed to death than other animals.

Dairy cows in another world were probably similar in this respect; everything had to be done carefully.

Despite magic beasts and ordinary animals on the Illusionary Continent being incredibly large and formidable, the several hundred cows Corbin transported were only the size of cows in his previous life.

Some might have suffered from the bumps on the ship; their bellies were shriveled, and the spines on their backs were clearly visible. Saying they were skin and bones wasn’t an exaggeration.

But this was only a small portion. The other cows were quite healthy, leisurely grazing.

It had to be said, for this business deal, Corbin had put in quite a bit of effort.

"With these people who know how to herd cows, I’m much more relieved," Eric smiled and said.

Corbin pointed casually at the group of slaves and said indifferently: "Just have them live with the cows in the shed. Give them a bite to eat so they don’t starve to death, and that’s enough. They are much easier to raise than cows."

Thomas frowned uncomfortably, clearly still unaccustomed to the humans’ attitude toward their own kind. Thinking back to the Golden Kingdom’s affairs, the disgust in his heart increased.

He clasped his hands behind his back and said no more.