Chapter 67
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"If the Lord doesn't like it, we just need to ban it. Qiao Sheng and I immediately demolished the slave market in bianzhou." Cheng Feng spoke.
He and Mo Qiaosheng go out with the master in micro clothes.
At the moment, the two men were steaming with anger.
Such a scene reminds them of the dark days in their lives.
"No, it's not a cure." Cheng Chiba gently said, "as long as there is a large demand for any business, it will exist one day. Even if I forcibly banned the bianzhou trading market. It can't change the situation that exists all over the world. "
"Be patient. As long as I live, one day, I will let this kind of transaction disappear completely in this land. "
It was the same life, but these slaves were bullied and abused like animals. It's like goods are tied up there at the mercy of others.
From the future, Chiba does not like to see this kind of scene. Whenever she meets it, she tries her best to avoid it.
But today, she has the courage to face everything.
She raised her feet and stepped into the muddy market.
"Lord, don't go in." Mo Qiao Sheng held her and shook his head. "This kind of place is too dirty. It pollutes your eyes."
"Qiao Sheng, you don't have to worry. I just want to get in touch with and understand all this. If I can't even look at it, how can I ban it? "
She used a little force, squeezed Mo Qiao Sheng's hand, gave him a smile, turned and walked towards the population market.
This market is divided into three big circles inside and outside by some connected simple shacks.
The outer ring is like a fence for cattle and horses, closely tied with slaves who are mainly used as labor force.
Bianzhou has recently reclaimed countless wasteland, and there is a serious shortage of manpower to cultivate farmland.
The slightly wealthy civilians, or the military officers who won the title and were assigned land, became the main purchasing power of the market.
The purpose of their purchase of slaves was to increase the labor of their families for farming the large area of farmland.
For them, the purchase of a slave not only costs a large amount of savings of the family, but also faces the pressure of bearing more than one adult's ration every day.
Even if the slaves can eat badly, they are still the important property of the family and can't starve to death.
They crowded in front of the fences, selecting carefully.
Look at the body, look at the muscles, and even pinch open the mouth of the slave to look at the teeth, in order to buy a strong and healthy labor force to go home.
If there is one in mind, they will bargain back and forth with the slave traders on one side, one by one.
For them, it's no different than buying a farm animal.
If they can't buy strong slaves, or the price of slaves is too high, they would rather go to the cattle and horse market to buy a cow or a mule.
In the second circle, there were obviously fewer people. In each hut, there were only one or two slaves tied.
These slaves had some skills that ordinary slaves could not, such as being able to read, cook, master a musical instrument, or had the experience of serving noble people in the rich families.
Most of these slaves had a wooden card in front of them, with information such as their age, background, skills and specialties.
The slaver stood by, shouting and selling his "goods" to every passing guest.
Sometimes, they even ordered their slaves to perform a talent to attract the attention of the guests.
In this circle, too, there were fewer slaves.
Compared with the buyers in the outer circle, they are generally well-dressed. Most of them are compradors and housekeepers from big families, who come out to buy suitable staff for their owners.
And the innermost circle is a huge tent with thick cloth curtain covering the scene inside.
Occasionally, one or two well-dressed guests came in and out, lifted a corner of the curtain, and brought out the music of laughter and crying in the tent.
Cheng Chiba is not interested in the so-called "high-grade goods" used to satisfy the upper class.
She followed the path of the second outer ring.
Mo Qiaosheng follows Cheng Qianye. He looks at those figures who are stuck in the shack with dull eyes.
The slave here was once the limit of his efforts.
I try my best to learn some skills. I can be a little valued by the owner and be assigned to an independent shed with enough food.
It doesn't have to be used as a slave in the outer ring.
They don't have to be slaves in the inner circle to serve people with lust and become the playthings of noble masters.
Mo Qiao Sheng looks at Cheng Chiba's not strong back before him.
I've almost forgotten that if I didn't meet my Lord, the best life I could achieve would be just like these people in front of me.
Cheng Chiba is stopping and slightly turns over.Mo Qiao Sheng looked at the shining face in the sun and slowly pulled his hand.
Fortunately, I was blessed with the Lord.
At the moment, Cheng Chiba tilts his head and looks at somewhere, showing a slightly surprised expression.
She said to herself: "ah, like a diamond."
In a dilapidated hut by the side of the road, a filthy man was tied to a stake by a hemp rope.
He hung his head down, bruised all over, and leaned his upper body against the stake, as if he would die at any time.
The slaves in this circle, in order to sell at a better price, were usually tidied up.
Few people are so embarrassed as him. His whole body is either blue and purple or flagellated. He is almost naked. Obviously, he is repeatedly tortured by his master.
Cheng Chiba went straight to him and looked at the man with a trace of surprise.
In her eyes, the filthy slave was shining with a rare dazzling light.
The slaver, who is sleepy by the side of the shack, sees Cheng Chiba and is in spirits.
Although the guest's clothes were not complicated, his materials were obviously extraordinary. Moreover, his attendants were all energetic and well-trained.
This is a rare "big customer" in this circle.
When the slave trader thought of this, he cheered up and boasted about his "goods" and said, "the guests have a good eye. They have a good eye on our best goods."
He looked for a wet cloth, grabbed the slave's hair and wiped his face carelessly.
Even if the blood stains were wiped off, the face was still green and purple. One eye socket was swollen, and only the other eye could barely open a gap. The corners of the mouth were black, and they could not see their true colors.
Rao is the slave dealer who has the ability to speak lotus. Looking at such a face, he can't keep boasting.
He grinned awkwardly: "well, it was really like Saipan an, but it was a little disobedient. I was angry and beat hard, just like that. Buy it back and keep it for a few days. "
"But visitor, you don't know that this man was born in a different family. He was the son of a family from the state of Wei, and he was sold as a slave only after his country was destroyed. He can read! Can draw! Can also play musical instruments! In a word, he will do what the nobles do. "
The slave dealer rubbed his hands and came up to Cheng Chiba with a flattering smile: "think about it, it's worth buying such a slave back. No matter what you use it for, it's exciting just to be able to trample on such a noble young man and compete with him wantonly, isn't it? "
He threw an old bamboo flute at the slave's feet and said, "come on, don't look like you're dead. Choose what you're good at and play for the noble."
The slave turned his head gently and ignored it.
In a rage, the slave dealer grabbed his hair, forced him to hold up his head, bit his teeth, and whispered in his ear: "it's just you that make me lower and lower your value. I can't sell it when the cost of blood is almost gone. If I can't sell it again, I won't sell it. I'll send it directly to your internal account. I'll pick up my clothes and make a public cottage. I'll see if you're still stubborn. "
The slave pursed his mouth tightly, finally reached out his hand, picked up the bamboo flute on the ground, and made a clear sound with his lips.
After that sound, the whole noisy store seems to be quiet.
Then, a desolate and solemn flute sound flows out, like the cool moon shining on the river, like the wind moving the pines and waves, spreading in the muddy land.
Guests walking nearby can't help but stop and listen.
The slave dealer was proud, "visitor, you see, I'm right. It's really worth it. It's only for sale..."
Before he finished speaking, the flute stopped suddenly. The man suddenly released the flute, turned around and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The slave dealer was so angry that he was about to hit people with his fist.
Cheng Chiba stopped him, "I want people."
The slaver turned angry and laughed: "well, you see, he's OK, but he's a bit stubborn. I just whipped him, so he vomited some blood. In fact, it's better to be stubborn. It's more interesting for you to buy it and teach it. No, ha ha, ha ha. "
"How much? Just say it
"Well, don't look at him now. When I bought it, it cost a lot of money."
"Is that enough?" Mo Qiao Sheng turned over and took out a ingot of gold.
"Enough, enough, enough." The slave dealer was overjoyed. Although he spent a lot of money when he bought the slave, he couldn't expect to get back to his original life if he had been tortured by him.
For a moment, he was overjoyed. For fear that Cheng Chiba would repent, he ran quickly to handle the deed of reselling slaves.
He took off the hemp rope tied to the stake and handed it to Cheng Chiba respectfully. He nodded all the way and sent them out of the market.Cheng Chiba doesn't speak any more and returns silently along the original road.
Cheng Feng leads the slave, and a group of people follow Cheng Qianye to the place where the car is.
Cheng Feng stepped back and looked at the slave slowly.
Cheng Chiba looked at him for a long time and suddenly tightened his brow: "what's wrong with his feet?"
Moqiao Sheng raised the slave's feet, and saw that there were iron thorns on the soles of his feet. The road was muddy, and no one noticed him just now. He walked this part of the road in blood without saying a word.
Seeing this scene from a distance, the slaver quickly waved his hand and said, "it's none of my business, it's none of my business. Who told you not to check it carefully. Now that the silver and the goods are clear, they will not be returned or exchanged. "
Then he ran away quickly.
Cheng Qianye closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to suppress his anger.
She opened her eyes and looked at moqiao.
Mo Qiao Sheng nodded, pinned his sword in his hand, and walked towards the place where the slaver disappeared without saying a word.
"Get him in the car." Cheng Chiba sighed.
Cheng Feng stooped to pick up the bloody slave and put him in the warm and clean carriage.
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"If the Lord doesn't like it, we just need to ban it. Qiao Sheng and I immediately demolished the slave market in bianzhou." Cheng Feng spoke.
He and Mo Qiaosheng go out with the master in micro clothes.
At the moment, the two men were steaming with anger.
Such a scene reminds them of the dark days in their lives.
"No, it's not a cure." Cheng Chiba gently said, "as long as there is a large demand for any business, it will exist one day. Even if I forcibly banned the bianzhou trading market. It can't change the situation that exists all over the world. "
"Be patient. As long as I live, one day, I will let this kind of transaction disappear completely in this land. "
It was the same life, but these slaves were bullied and abused like animals. It's like goods are tied up there at the mercy of others.
From the future, Chiba does not like to see this kind of scene. Whenever she meets it, she tries her best to avoid it.
But today, she has the courage to face everything.
She raised her feet and stepped into the muddy market.
"Lord, don't go in." Mo Qiao Sheng held her and shook his head. "This kind of place is too dirty. It pollutes your eyes."
"Qiao Sheng, you don't have to worry. I just want to get in touch with and understand all this. If I can't even look at it, how can I ban it? "
She used a little force, squeezed Mo Qiao Sheng's hand, gave him a smile, turned and walked towards the population market.
This market is divided into three big circles inside and outside by some connected simple shacks.
The outer ring is like a fence for cattle and horses, closely tied with slaves who are mainly used as labor force.
Bianzhou has recently reclaimed countless wasteland, and there is a serious shortage of manpower to cultivate farmland.
The slightly wealthy civilians, or the military officers who won the title and were assigned land, became the main purchasing power of the market.
The purpose of their purchase of slaves was to increase the labor of their families for farming the large area of farmland.
For them, the purchase of a slave not only costs a large amount of savings of the family, but also faces the pressure of bearing more than one adult's ration every day.
Even if the slaves can eat badly, they are still the important property of the family and can't starve to death.
They crowded in front of the fences, selecting carefully.
Look at the body, look at the muscles, and even pinch open the mouth of the slave to look at the teeth, in order to buy a strong and healthy labor force to go home.
If there is one in mind, they will bargain back and forth with the slave traders on one side, one by one.
For them, it's no different than buying a farm animal.
If they can't buy strong slaves, or the price of slaves is too high, they would rather go to the cattle and horse market to buy a cow or a mule.
In the second circle, there were obviously fewer people. In each hut, there were only one or two slaves tied.
These slaves had some skills that ordinary slaves could not, such as being able to read, cook, master a musical instrument, or had the experience of serving noble people in the rich families.
Most of these slaves had a wooden card in front of them, with information such as their age, background, skills and specialties.
The slaver stood by, shouting and selling his "goods" to every passing guest.
Sometimes, they even ordered their slaves to perform a talent to attract the attention of the guests.
In this circle, too, there were fewer slaves.
Compared with the buyers in the outer circle, they are generally well-dressed. Most of them are compradors and housekeepers from big families, who come out to buy suitable staff for their owners.
And the innermost circle is a huge tent with thick cloth curtain covering the scene inside.
Occasionally, one or two well-dressed guests came in and out, lifted a corner of the curtain, and brought out the music of laughter and crying in the tent.
Cheng Chiba is not interested in the so-called "high-grade goods" used to satisfy the upper class.
She followed the path of the second outer ring.
Mo Qiaosheng follows Cheng Qianye. He looks at those figures who are stuck in the shack with dull eyes.
The slave here was once the limit of his efforts.
I try my best to learn some skills. I can be a little valued by the owner and be assigned to an independent shed with enough food.
It doesn't have to be used as a slave in the outer ring.
They don't have to be slaves in the inner circle to serve people with lust and become the playthings of noble masters.
Mo Qiao Sheng looks at Cheng Chiba's not strong back before him.
I've almost forgotten that if I didn't meet my Lord, the best life I could achieve would be just like these people in front of me.
Cheng Chiba is stopping and slightly turns over.Mo Qiao Sheng looked at the shining face in the sun and slowly pulled his hand.
Fortunately, I was blessed with the Lord.
At the moment, Cheng Chiba tilts his head and looks at somewhere, showing a slightly surprised expression.
She said to herself: "ah, like a diamond."
In a dilapidated hut by the side of the road, a filthy man was tied to a stake by a hemp rope.
He hung his head down, bruised all over, and leaned his upper body against the stake, as if he would die at any time.
The slaves in this circle, in order to sell at a better price, were usually tidied up.
Few people are so embarrassed as him. His whole body is either blue and purple or flagellated. He is almost naked. Obviously, he is repeatedly tortured by his master.
Cheng Chiba went straight to him and looked at the man with a trace of surprise.
In her eyes, the filthy slave was shining with a rare dazzling light.
The slaver, who is sleepy by the side of the shack, sees Cheng Chiba and is in spirits.
Although the guest's clothes were not complicated, his materials were obviously extraordinary. Moreover, his attendants were all energetic and well-trained.
This is a rare "big customer" in this circle.
When the slave trader thought of this, he cheered up and boasted about his "goods" and said, "the guests have a good eye. They have a good eye on our best goods."
He looked for a wet cloth, grabbed the slave's hair and wiped his face carelessly.
Even if the blood stains were wiped off, the face was still green and purple. One eye socket was swollen, and only the other eye could barely open a gap. The corners of the mouth were black, and they could not see their true colors.
Rao is the slave dealer who has the ability to speak lotus. Looking at such a face, he can't keep boasting.
He grinned awkwardly: "well, it was really like Saipan an, but it was a little disobedient. I was angry and beat hard, just like that. Buy it back and keep it for a few days. "
"But visitor, you don't know that this man was born in a different family. He was the son of a family from the state of Wei, and he was sold as a slave only after his country was destroyed. He can read! Can draw! Can also play musical instruments! In a word, he will do what the nobles do. "
The slave dealer rubbed his hands and came up to Cheng Chiba with a flattering smile: "think about it, it's worth buying such a slave back. No matter what you use it for, it's exciting just to be able to trample on such a noble young man and compete with him wantonly, isn't it? "
He threw an old bamboo flute at the slave's feet and said, "come on, don't look like you're dead. Choose what you're good at and play for the noble."
The slave turned his head gently and ignored it.
In a rage, the slave dealer grabbed his hair, forced him to hold up his head, bit his teeth, and whispered in his ear: "it's just you that make me lower and lower your value. I can't sell it when the cost of blood is almost gone. If I can't sell it again, I won't sell it. I'll send it directly to your internal account. I'll pick up my clothes and make a public cottage. I'll see if you're still stubborn. "
The slave pursed his mouth tightly, finally reached out his hand, picked up the bamboo flute on the ground, and made a clear sound with his lips.
After that sound, the whole noisy store seems to be quiet.
Then, a desolate and solemn flute sound flows out, like the cool moon shining on the river, like the wind moving the pines and waves, spreading in the muddy land.
Guests walking nearby can't help but stop and listen.
The slave dealer was proud, "visitor, you see, I'm right. It's really worth it. It's only for sale..."
Before he finished speaking, the flute stopped suddenly. The man suddenly released the flute, turned around and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The slave dealer was so angry that he was about to hit people with his fist.
Cheng Chiba stopped him, "I want people."
The slaver turned angry and laughed: "well, you see, he's OK, but he's a bit stubborn. I just whipped him, so he vomited some blood. In fact, it's better to be stubborn. It's more interesting for you to buy it and teach it. No, ha ha, ha ha. "
"How much? Just say it
"Well, don't look at him now. When I bought it, it cost a lot of money."
"Is that enough?" Mo Qiao Sheng turned over and took out a ingot of gold.
"Enough, enough, enough." The slave dealer was overjoyed. Although he spent a lot of money when he bought the slave, he couldn't expect to get back to his original life if he had been tortured by him.
For a moment, he was overjoyed. For fear that Cheng Chiba would repent, he ran quickly to handle the deed of reselling slaves.
He took off the hemp rope tied to the stake and handed it to Cheng Chiba respectfully. He nodded all the way and sent them out of the market.Cheng Chiba doesn't speak any more and returns silently along the original road.
Cheng Feng leads the slave, and a group of people follow Cheng Qianye to the place where the car is.
Cheng Feng stepped back and looked at the slave slowly.
Cheng Chiba looked at him for a long time and suddenly tightened his brow: "what's wrong with his feet?"
Moqiao Sheng raised the slave's feet, and saw that there were iron thorns on the soles of his feet. The road was muddy, and no one noticed him just now. He walked this part of the road in blood without saying a word.
Seeing this scene from a distance, the slaver quickly waved his hand and said, "it's none of my business, it's none of my business. Who told you not to check it carefully. Now that the silver and the goods are clear, they will not be returned or exchanged. "
Then he ran away quickly.
Cheng Qianye closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to suppress his anger.
She opened her eyes and looked at moqiao.
Mo Qiao Sheng nodded, pinned his sword in his hand, and walked towards the place where the slaver disappeared without saying a word.
"Get him in the car." Cheng Chiba sighed.
Cheng Feng stooped to pick up the bloody slave and put him in the warm and clean carriage.
"If the Lord doesn't like it, we just need to ban it. Qiao Sheng and I immediately demolished the slave market in bianzhou." Cheng Feng spoke. He and Mo Qiaosheng go out with the master in micro clothes. At the moment, the two men were steaming with anger. Such a scene reminds them of the dark days in their lives. "No, it's not a cure." Cheng Chiba gently said, "as long as there is a large demand for any business, it will exist one day. Even if I forcibly banned the bianzhou trading market. It can't change the situation that exists all over the world. " "Be patient. As long as I live, one day, I will let this kind of transaction disappear completely in this land. " It was the same life, but these slaves were bullied and abused like animals. It's like goods are tied up there at the mercy of others. From the future, Chiba does not like to see this kind of scene. Whenever she meets it, she tries her best to avoid it. But today, she has the courage to face everything. She raised her feet and stepped into the muddy market. "Lord, don't go in." Mo Qiao Sheng held her and shook his head. "This kind of place is too dirty. It pollutes your eyes." "Qiao Sheng, you don't have to worry. I just want to get in touch with and understand all this. If I can't even look at it, how can I ban it? " She used a little force, squeezed Mo Qiao Sheng's hand, gave him a smile, turned and walked towards the population market. This market is divided into three big circles inside and outside by some connected simple shacks. The outer ring is like a fence for cattle and horses, closely tied with slaves who are mainly used as labor force. Bianzhou has recently reclaimed countless wasteland, and there is a serious shortage of manpower to cultivate farmland. The slightly wealthy civilians, or the military officers who won the title and were assigned land, became the main purchasing power of the market. The purpose of their purchase of slaves was to increase the labor of their families for farming the large area of farmland. For them, the purchase of a slave not only costs a large amount of savings of the family, but also faces the pressure of bearing more than one adult's ration every day. Even if the slaves can eat badly, they are still the important property of the family and can't starve to death. They crowded in front of the fences, selecting carefully. Look at the body, look at the muscles, and even pinch open the mouth of the slave to look at the teeth, in order to buy a strong and healthy labor force to go home. If there is one in mind, they will bargain back and forth with the slave traders on one side, one by one. For them, it's no different than buying a farm animal. If they can't buy strong slaves, or the price of slaves is too high, they would rather go to the cattle and horse market to buy a cow or a mule. In the second circle, there were obviously fewer people. In each hut, there were only one or two slaves tied. These slaves had some skills that ordinary slaves could not, such as being able to read, cook, master a musical instrument, or had the experience of serving noble people in the rich families. Most of these slaves had a wooden card in front of them, with information such as their age, background, skills and specialties. The slaver stood by, shouting and selling his "goods" to every passing guest. Sometimes, they even ordered their slaves to perform a talent to attract the attention of the guests. In this circle, too, there were fewer slaves. Compared with the buyers in the outer circle, they are generally well-dressed. Most of them are compradors and housekeepers from big families, who come out to buy suitable staff for their owners. And the innermost circle is a huge tent with thick cloth curtain covering the scene inside. Occasionally, one or two well-dressed guests came in and out, lifted a corner of the curtain, and brought out the music of laughter and crying in the tent. Cheng Chiba is not interested in the so-called "high-grade goods" used to satisfy the upper class. She followed the path of the second outer ring. Mo Qiaosheng follows Cheng Qianye. He looks at those figures who are stuck in the shack with dull eyes. The slave here was once the limit of his efforts. I try my best to learn some skills. I can be a little valued by the owner and be assigned to an independent shed with enough food. It doesn't have to be used as a slave in the outer ring. They don't have to be slaves in the inner circle to serve people with lust and become the playthings of noble masters. Mo Qiao Sheng looks at Cheng Chiba's not strong back before him. I've almost forgotten that if I didn't meet my Lord, the best life I could achieve would be just like these people in front of me. Cheng Chiba is stopping and slightly turns over.Mo Qiao Sheng looked at the shining face in the sun and slowly pulled his hand. Fortunately, I was blessed with the Lord. At the moment, Cheng Chiba tilts his head and looks at somewhere, showing a slightly surprised expression. She said to herself: "ah, like a diamond." In a dilapidated hut by the side of the road, a filthy man was tied to a stake by a hemp rope. He hung his head down, bruised all over, and leaned his upper body against the stake, as if he would die at any time. The slaves in this circle, in order to sell at a better price, were usually tidied up. Few people are so embarrassed as him. His whole body is either blue and purple or flagellated. He is almost naked. Obviously, he is repeatedly tortured by his master. Cheng Chiba went straight to him and looked at the man with a trace of surprise. In her eyes, the filthy slave was shining with a rare dazzling light. The slaver, who is sleepy by the side of the shack, sees Cheng Chiba and is in spirits. Although the guest's clothes were not complicated, his materials were obviously extraordinary. Moreover, his attendants were all energetic and well-trained. This is a rare "big customer" in this circle. When the slave trader thought of this, he cheered up and boasted about his "goods" and said, "the guests have a good eye. They have a good eye on our best goods." He looked for a wet cloth, grabbed the slave's hair and wiped his face carelessly. Even if the blood stains were wiped off, the face was still green and purple. One eye socket was swollen, and only the other eye could barely open a gap. The corners of the mouth were black, and they could not see their true colors. Rao is the slave dealer who has the ability to speak lotus. Looking at such a face, he can't keep boasting. He grinned awkwardly: "well, it was really like Saipan an, but it was a little disobedient. I was angry and beat hard, just like that. Buy it back and keep it for a few days. " "But visitor, you don't know that this man was born in a different family. He was the son of a family from the state of Wei, and he was sold as a slave only after his country was destroyed. He can read! Can draw! Can also play musical instruments! In a word, he will do what the nobles do. " The slave dealer rubbed his hands and came up to Cheng Chiba with a flattering smile: "think about it, it's worth buying such a slave back. No matter what you use it for, it's exciting just to be able to trample on such a noble young man and compete with him wantonly, isn't it? " He threw an old bamboo flute at the slave's feet and said, "come on, don't look like you're dead. Choose what you're good at and play for the noble." The slave turned his head gently and ignored it. In a rage, the slave dealer grabbed his hair, forced him to hold up his head, bit his teeth, and whispered in his ear: "it's just you that make me lower and lower your value. I can't sell it when the cost of blood is almost gone. If I can't sell it again, I won't sell it. I'll send it directly to your internal account. I'll pick up my clothes and make a public cottage. I'll see if you're still stubborn. " The slave pursed his mouth tightly, finally reached out his hand, picked up the bamboo flute on the ground, and made a clear sound with his lips. After that sound, the whole noisy store seems to be quiet. Then, a desolate and solemn flute sound flows out, like the cool moon shining on the river, like the wind moving the pines and waves, spreading in the muddy land. Guests walking nearby can't help but stop and listen. The slave dealer was proud, "visitor, you see, I'm right. It's really worth it. It's only for sale..." Before he finished speaking, the flute stopped suddenly. The man suddenly released the flute, turned around and spat out a mouthful of blood. The slave dealer was so angry that he was about to hit people with his fist. Cheng Chiba stopped him, "I want people." The slaver turned angry and laughed: "well, you see, he's OK, but he's a bit stubborn. I just whipped him, so he vomited some blood. In fact, it's better to be stubborn. It's more interesting for you to buy it and teach it. No, ha ha, ha ha. " "How much? Just say it "Well, don't look at him now. When I bought it, it cost a lot of money." "Is that enough?" Mo Qiao Sheng turned over and took out a ingot of gold. "Enough, enough, enough." The slave dealer was overjoyed. Although he spent a lot of money when he bought the slave, he couldn't expect to get back to his original life if he had been tortured by him. For a moment, he was overjoyed. For fear that Cheng Chiba would repent, he ran quickly to handle the deed of reselling slaves. He took off the hemp rope tied to the stake and handed it to Cheng Chiba respectfully. He nodded all the way and sent them out of the market.Cheng Chiba doesn't speak any more and returns silently along the original road. Cheng Feng leads the slave, and a group of people follow Cheng Qianye to the place where the car is. Cheng Feng stepped back and looked at the slave slowly. Cheng Chiba looked at him for a long time and suddenly tightened his brow: "what's wrong with his feet?" Moqiao Sheng raised the slave's feet, and saw that there were iron thorns on the soles of his feet. The road was muddy, and no one noticed him just now. He walked this part of the road in blood without saying a word. Seeing this scene from a distance, the slaver quickly waved his hand and said, "it's none of my business, it's none of my business. Who told you not to check it carefully. Now that the silver and the goods are clear, they will not be returned or exchanged. " Then he ran away quickly. Cheng Qianye closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to suppress his anger. She opened her eyes and looked at moqiao. Mo Qiao Sheng nodded, pinned his sword in his hand, and walked towards the place where the slaver disappeared without saying a word. "Get him in the car." Cheng Chiba sighed. Cheng Feng stooped to pick up the bloody slave and put him in the warm and clean carriage.
