The old man emerged from behind the counter. “My name is Malof, and this is my establishment. I have over twenty slaves here: some who can plant potatoes, others who can tend to horses, and even male slaves who assist with pig births!”,Malov had seen lecherous men and boys obsessed with women. Though the boy's request was unexpected, he accepted it readily.,The inheritance rights were given to the eldest son, and afterwards, the income from these places was still given to the head of the family who inherited the title.。