"Brother Fang, you are a smart businessman. You bought a stranger as a domestic slave for five taels of silver."
After leaving, Li Fan could not help but shake his head when he saw Fang Hong sending his followers back to the house.
Fang Hong heard this and disagreed: "After I buy it back, I have to spend money on his medical treatment and recuperation. If he doesn't survive, he will have to pay for his family's burial expenses. It's unreasonable bad luck!
Come and try it quickly. 】
But this kind of thing is originally just a gamble. If it really happens, I am willing to admit defeat and spend some money to kill it.
By the way, Guanyun, the stranger born in the next family seems to be a child too. He also suffered from strange and sudden illnesses. I don't know if he can be fed. You might as well buy it back and raise it like me. "
When he said this, he lowered his voice and said: "This kind of thing may be a bit illegal, but everyone present is a brother. Even if you see it, you won't talk about it. God knows that you know that I know."
Hearing this, Li Fan's heart moved slightly: "Let's see what the situation is, or else, I might as well buy it from you."
Fang Hong laughed at himself and said: "I really want to buy both strangers, but we are on a business trip together and we can't take all the benefits."
Li Fan shook his head slightly: "That's not what I was thinking about."
"What is that?" Fang Hong was a little surprised.
"If you think about it, strangers are naturally the main force in solving strange incidents, right?"
"That's right."
"If all the aliens can properly distribute the exotic treasures, match their compatibility, share information, and unite to deal with evil spirits and strange events, then mankind will definitely be able to win.
But the result is that most people will not get the exotic treasure that suits them, nor will they have enough authority and strength. Even all kinds of information are kept secret, leading to the failure of all previous confrontations.
What's more, in the face of a great crisis, powerful people like you and me are actively wooing and bribing various masters as private soldiers to protect themselves.
This is an act that harms the public and enriches private interests. If this continues, the world of Daqian... is really in danger! "
Fang Hong was silent for a while and then said: "It is true that it is not good for us to do this.
But the world is like this, who can stay out of it, and the whole world is turbid but only pure?
If you are truly unselfish and spend all your time worrying about the country and the people, rescuing people in need, you will soon be eliminated.
Moreover, it is impossible for all strangers to have official positions. The imperial court cannot afford so many officials. If you can be a domestic slave like me, you can live longer than those strangers among the people. "
Soon after, everyone came to Chongyefang in the middle of Zhuque Street, and headed towards the slums of the Liqu slum area under the leadership of the village chief.
An accompanying leader of the Jin Yiwei looked at the dilapidated state around him and said with emotion: "I thought that the people in the Holy City were all wealthy and wealthy people, but I didn't expect that there are also poor people."
Li Fan and Fang Hong couldn't help but smile when they heard this: "Is this the impression you outsiders have of the Holy City?"
The leader said: "Of course, I've heard about Shengduju, the great difficulty, ever since I was transferred here. I even wanted to change my nickname to Juyi!"
Fang Hong said: "That's not necessary. Mr. Bai Qi, your surname is also Bai. If you change your nickname, you will be like the great poet Bai Juyi. Moreover, you are a lucky person with your own destiny. You don't need to change your name to have the same good fortune."
The leader heard this and laughed at himself.
He knew that Fang Hong was comforting himself.
Nowadays, the two of them are traveling together on official business, so they have a small friendship, but in fact, after they get married, they will never have any contact with each other.
Of those strangers before, some were officials and some were slaves.
How could it be that he and the children of these rich and powerful people were not the same people but had different fates?
After that, everyone chatted some more, and many people still had biased opinions.
The truth is that there are many people living in the Holy City who have not been able to change their lives.
Due to some historical reasons, not all residents of the Holy City have houses and land and live in large courtyards with three or four entrances.
Some families may have been rich in the past, but after a hundred or two hundred years of inheritance, the descendants divided their families and seized property, leaving only one or two hanging mountain houses.
The family from the same clan occupies an entire compound. The uncles and brothers have short families, which is lucky. Some of them only have land left, so they can only rent other people's houses to live in, or even build their own shacks in the open space.
The place where such a shabby house lived was inevitably dirty. A group of people dismounted on the street outside and couldn't help frowning when they walked in.
Since the houses with civil structures were in disrepair and had long since collapsed, the shack dwellers who could not afford to spend money to build new houses cleared a space on the original site and used the original wall roots to build roofs.
This kind of thing is leaky and can only have a temporary shelter.
No one clears the nearby ditches, and all kinds of domestic sewage and feces are discharged everywhere. In some places, large areas of sewage flow across the middle of the road, emitting an unpleasant smell. It is also common to see various domestic garbage accumulations along the way, dumped at will. In the alley.
When people walked by, they even saw some fat rats looking for food openly. They were not very afraid when they saw people coming, but they just stopped eating temporarily, staring at them with a pair of thief eyes, as if they were watching them warily. These are strangers who shouldn't be in this place.
Fortunately, the weather hasn't turned hot yet, so we can't see any flies for the time being, but it's conceivable that it will be even worse in summer.
Is this place really suitable for people to live in?
Everyone couldn't help but have such thoughts in their hearts.
But when I think about it, the Holy City is prosperous, and the surrounding villagers occasionally encounter famines and come to beg for a living, which makes it even more miserable.
Shack households, shack households, at least have a shack to live in, which can protect them from the light wind and rain.
Those homeless people and beggars just slept on the street.
Thanks to the fact that Daqian was still in a peaceful and prosperous age, officials and wealthy businessmen often provided porridge, so it was difficult to see large-scale starvation deaths for the time being. However, some old and weak people suffering from serious diseases fell on the road the next day. Commonplace things.
Although they had not witnessed the accident with their own eyes, they had heard about it from rumors, stories, dramas, and various rumors.
"It's the house that the villain reported."
There were many people inside laughing, and they led Li Fan and others to a shack with two low walls inside.
There was a peasant woman with a cheerful face who was bending over, struggling to plant some rice. Seeing so many people coming, she couldn't help but get up in a hurry.
"Ms. Zhang, where is your Sanmei Su?"
The chief asked.
"Master, what are you doing with Su Sanmei?"
Mrs. Zhang looked pale and looked a little flustered.
The chief yelled and scolded: "What nonsense, just answer whatever I ask you!"
Mrs. Zhang hurriedly said: "I...I sold her."
"What?" Everyone couldn't help being surprised, "Sold?"
The manager quickly said: "Why did you sell it?"
Hearing this, Mrs. Zhang was so aggrieved that she almost cried: "I can't live anymore, why don't I sell it?"
