Pots-1(Rewritten)

" Remind me again. Why are we in the slums? " Bill asked as he covered his nose with his shirt. The smell of the sewers was enough to make him puke three times.

"To get cheap and reliable labour." Luis answered.

"What's reliable about the Dalits?" Bill asked. He didn't trust the Dalits. They were the untouchables. They do all the jobs that no one else would like cleaning the sewers, houses, streets or things like that.

"They will jump at any opportunity if we provide them employment. And they don't take that much money. It's good for making more money." Luis said as he finally saw someone who was looking at them.

When the Dalits saw two 'clean' persons, they all ran fearing their lives. They thought that they will be taken as slaves if captured. But the man who caught Luis's eye didn't think that way. They were kids. What could they do?

"Hey! Come here! We won't do anything. We just want some help in doing some work! " Luis called the man who wearing only rags covering his thighs and keeping his chest and feet bare. The man was skeptical at first but still complied. They were still of higher birth than him.

"What's your name?" Luis asked the man. But he didn't speak and just stared at the ground. Bill got frustrated at this.

"He asked you a question!" He yelled at the man.

"Thomas sir. But my friends call me Tom." He answered. He still didn't look at them in the eye. Luis and Bill didn't find it odd.

"Well Tom, we have a job for you. And it is not cleaning." Luis was sure that Tom would run away when Luis mentioned a job, as some people scammed them into becoming slaves.

Tom was confused. What sort of job?

"We are making something. And we need some help in soil related matters. Do you know someone who is good with clay and earth?" Luis asked.

Tom lifted his head for the first time. He looked at the sky and seemed to be thinking something. Then he looked at Luis's feet and said- "I know few men. They are experts in earth matters. They can do the job for you at a low price."

Luis smiled. "Nice!"

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Luis and Bill, along with Tom and his three associates walked towards a clearing in the Ping Forest which was near their village.

When they reached the clearing, Luis took out a parchment from his leather satchel. These items were only accessible to the nobles or the rich merchants. Seeing Luis with those, Tom and his friends thought that he was a rich young Master.

Luis was reading something on the parchment. Bill was trying to peek into the parchment trying to understand what was written on it.

Both Bill and Luis were not that educated as the nobles. But according to commoner standards, they were well educated.

After reading for some time, Luis closed the parchment and said- "We need to make a small mountain of dry sand or soil. Tom, you and your friends will do that. It should he about your height with some holes in middle. And on the top, there should be a large hole. At the base, there should be enough place for keeping firewood. Me and Bill will make some objects out of clay. Do you understand me?"

Bill, Tom and his friends stared at Luis. Luis cleared his voice before speaking- "Do you understand me?!"

Then everyone got to work.