Qin Lun thought for a while, then squatted down on the ground, grabbed a handful of dust and wiped it from his face. He didn't stop until he was dirty. Qin Lun carefully avoided the sight of the manor servants and quietly walked towards the stable. He had already thought of the identity he would pretend to be next. ¡ ¡°Tony, go and see what happened to the master¡¯s horse?¡± The manor housekeeper stopped what he was doing, opened the window and looked at the stable, then turned around and ordered one of his male servants. "Oh, okay." The young manservant reluctantly walked out of the manor gate and walked towards the stable where the horses neighed loudly. ¡° &pnnn, ¡Í.¡Ý¡÷.¨Œ; There are black slaves in Wilson Manor who take care of large animals such as cattle and horses, but the work on the plantation is very busy at the moment, and all the hands are working in the fields. The manservant named Tony mumbled something unknown and walked slowly towards the stable. Slavery has long since disappeared in Europe. Only colonial plantations in North America used black slaves from the Black Triangle Trade in large numbers. However, wealthy families and nobles in this era still had many tenant farmers and domestic servants dependent on them. There are also three or six levels of domestic servants in noble manors. As a personal servant who can serve at the master's banquet, Tony's status in the manor is much higher than that of the groom. Naturally, he does not want to serve the horses while preparing the dinner. But as soon as he walked to the door of the stable and looked inside, he immediately forgot his complaints and was frightened by the irritable horses in the stable, jumping and jumping. "Oh, my God!" Tony was stunned for a while before coming back to his senses, and immediately ran to the door of the stable, trying to calm these inexplicably crazy animals. "Yu Yu" However, the young manservant was not a groom familiar with these horses after all. A brown Dutch horse raised its head and knocked him backwards. "Need help?" Just when Tony was in a panic, a young man poked his head in at the stable door. "Of course, damn it!" Tony got up from the ground in annoyance and cursed at the big beast in front of him, "Hold it for me!" "Haha, this won't work. This Groningen horse is very smart and wants to To reduce its vigilance, you need to be more gentle." The young man who came in from the door smiled and put down the baggage on his shoulders and walked to the horse stall. "Hey, what are you doing?" Tony, who had been trying to hold the horse's head, was suddenly shocked. He saw the young man who came in bending down to get into the horse stall. "Don't worry, I just want to see why it is so irritable Oh, I know, it was pricked by a wooden thorn!" "Okay, okay, little beauty, don't be afraid, the pain will be gone soon" "Yu" The Dutch mare suddenly trembled all over, snorted loudly, and slowly calmed down. "Look, it's the wooden thorn stuck in its butt that makes it so irritable!" The young man got out from behind the horse's butt and showed Tony a two-inch long wooden thorn. "It should be inside the horse stall. The wooden lining has burrs. "It's all the fault of those lazy guys in the stable. Butler Parker will give them a lesson later!" Tony muttered angrily. "Okay, the other horses are probably affected by it. They will be fine after they calm down." The young man handed the wooden spur to Tony and said with a smile, "But when the others come back, it's best to let them burn it." Get some hot water and scrub this little beauty to prevent wound infection. This kind of Dutch warmblood horse is probably the treasure of the old man! " "Thank you very much. You are not from the manor. I don't think I have ever seen it before." Pass you!" Tony finally had time to look at the young man in front of him and asked with vigilance. The colonies on the North American continent have never been a place with good security. Colonists from the European continent often faced countless difficulties and dangers. ¡°Hateful Indians, thieves, bandits, pirates, tramps, escaped slavesTony has seen many figures with ulterior motives near the manor. Even if the young man in front of him looks like a simple and honest person, and has just helped him, he will not let down his guard. "I'm from Wilmington in the north. I have too many younger brothers and sisters at home. My father said that I have grown up and asked me to find a job so that I can reduce the burden on my family!" The young man smiled sheepishly. Tony's heart moved slightly. As a servant who worked for the plantation owner, he understood what the young man in front of him was going through. Most of the families who come to North America to make a living are not wealthy. As poor people, there are many young men who are kicked out by their families at the age of eighteen or even sixteen. If I were not lucky, I would probably be about the same as him! Thinking of this, Tony took a closer look at the young man. He was wearing shabby clothesHis coat and rolled-up trousers were covered in mud, and his face and hair were dusty. He looked like he had traveled a long way. Looking at the small bundle that the young man threw on the ground and the honest smile on his face, Tony's guard suddenly became much lighter. "Come, follow me!" Tony tilted his head and gestured to the young man, "There are some leftover mashed potatoes in the kitchen. You just helped a lot. I think Butler Parker won't mind this little food. " "That thank you so much!" The young man licked his dry lips and couldn't help but swallow. "You haven't had lunch today, haven't you?" Tony glanced secretly and asked funnyly. "Yes, yes, I haven't eaten anything since last night." The young man's face turned red and he lowered his head in embarrassment. "Oh!" Surprisingly, Tony didn't laugh at him. Instead, he quickened his pace and led the young man towards the main building of the manor. Good luck, I only took action once and met a sympathetic boy! Qin Lun looked at Tony's back and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. This world has just undergone some changes in magical laws. It is a low-magic world, which greatly suppresses the apostles' high-level magical abilities. But even so, the Elf Story that comes with Qin Lun's Elf bloodline can still have some effect. There is no problem in appeasing the tampered Dutch horse. The key lies in the timing of the attack and how to win the trust of the servants who came to inspect the manor. He has been observing near the stable for a long time and is sure that the grooms have gone to work in the fields. At this time, the manor was preparing for a dinner party. Older and experienced servants such as the housekeeper and head maid would not have time to check on the stable. At most, they would send a young male servant over. This also means that the difficulty for Qin Lun to communicate with them is greatly reduced. As long as he can win the trust of the servants of the first manor, it will be easier for him to influence other people and establish an initial sense of identity with his help. This is similar to the brainwashing process of later generations of pyramid schemes, and it is an application of psychology. Of course, Qin Lun¡¯s plan is a bit crude compared to previous strategies. However, firstly, he didn't have much time to waste, and secondly, the plan was simple. As long as he tried a few more times, he would always hit a suitable breakthrough. "By the way, have you ever raised a horse before?" Walking to the door of the manor, Tony suddenly remembered something and asked. "Well, my father had a small ranch in Walsall. Later, the ranch went bankrupt, and our family immigrated here. I worked at the Brown Ranch west of Wilmington, and then Mr. Brown found two The big black guy replaced me. He thought my salary was too high. "Qin Lun said with a sad look, "In fact, I only have one pound plus fifteen shillings a month." "Not even two pounds?" Tony was surprised. This salary was basically the same as the lowest servant in Wilson Manor. ??????????????????????????????????????????????? For a horseman, even if it includes food and accommodation, it is considered a low income. Of course, for black slaves who don¡¯t need money, this salary is considered high. "The horses in Brown Ranch are much worse than those in your stable. Although they are not food horses, they are not race horses either. They are only sold to people for pulling carts." Qin Lun shrugged and said helplessly, "This Stallions are easier to take care of, Mr. Brown doesn¡¯t need a groom like me!¡± Qin Lun¡¯s resentment of being underappreciated did not resonate with the valet Tony, but it further dispelled his suspicions. Taking care of racehorses and stallions is really different from taking care of cart horses. The former requires one person to serve just the night feed, while the latter is more durable and the feed does not need to be carefully matched. The former type of horse requires a professional groom and a herdsman who is very familiar with horses. The latter type of horse only needs someone to teach it for a month, and even a black slave can use it. Tony could completely understand why the farmer at Brown Ranch would not want the young groom in front of him. "Walsall? Then you are an Englishman?" Tony rolled his eyes, suddenly slowed down, and leaned close to Qin Lun and said softly, "Actually, our master has always been not too fond of those niggas in the stable. Satisfied, if you be smarter later, you might have a chance to find a job here" "I didn't expect this guy to be a racist!" Qin Lun looked at Tony who was pretending to be nonchalant and curled his lips sarcastically. He pretended to be a groom just to get a chance to enter the manor openly, and he didn't even think about staying long. In Qin Lun¡¯s opinion, if Sir Wilson has a problem, he can basically find out the clues tonight. If there is no problem, then he must leave early tomorrow morning. After all, there are only the last four days of his stay. "Tony, why are you here? The kitchen is so busy, come and help!" Tony led Qin Lun into the side door of the manor, and aThe fat cook, who looked a bit older, popped her head out of the kitchen and shouted fiercely at the two of them. "Coming, coming!" Tony replied, lowering his voice and saying quickly, "Melanda is back. She is the cook of the manor. It seems that she can't get you food now. You can follow me to help first. If Melanda has no objection to letting you work. Butler Parker will at least let you have a meal later. "No problem, I have plenty of strength." Qin Lun rolled up his sleeves happily.