There are also three, six or nine levels of slaves.
There is no doubt that it is determined by worth.
The maids who were just called to the front hall by Shopkeeper Li all have their own rooms, even the Kunlun slaves, because Kunlun slaves are also very expensive, okay? Even if they have a talent like swimming, then It's more expensive than a "semi-fine", and the death of one of them is enough to cause shopkeeper Li pain for a long time.
The above are the treatments of high-class slaves.
In the open-air backyard, dirty iron cages were piled on the ground or stacked up, occupying most of the aisle in the yard.
It was only here that Ouyang Rong saw the ruthlessness behind the glamor of Jinxiaokou Horse Racing House.
The people locked in the iron cages were ordinary slaves who were old, weak, sick, or disabled. Some were missing arms and legs, some had ugly and strange faces, or were seriously ill. They all had weird foreign faces that Ouyang Rong could not recognize.
No wonder it was the guests who picked out the leftovers. Before they were about to be transported to an unknown place and exerted their last remaining heat, Jinxiaokou Mazhuang gave Ouyang Rong, the last guest, a seasonal dumpling:
The entire unit price is less than 200 yuan.
You can suffer a loss if you buy something, and you can be fooled if you buy it.
It was in such an environment that Ouyang Rong saw "her".
Her iron cage was squeezed closest to the open space in the courtyard, one of the most peripheral locations.
This also means that the eaves on the corridor cannot cover her only small home. The heavy rain last night has just stopped in the morning, and the sun has just risen from the east in the morning. It passes through the eaves diagonally and cannot fall on her. Her body was wet, but all the water on the eaves dripped onto her long hair. She remained motionless, as if she was numb.
Until a slender figure burst into the wet black shadow from the early sunshine in the courtyard.
"Squeak~"
The sound of the iron cage scraping against the ground.
Ouyang Rong felt that the iron cage in his hand was not heavy, even if there was a girl inside.
After being dragged into the sunlight in the middle of the yard with a cage, she raised her head in fright, like a rabbit that had just woken up.
Although he buried it again quickly, Ouyang Rong still caught a glimpse of the little face.
This is also thanks to the rainwater from the eaves, which washes the face and hair relatively clean.
Then under the warm sunshine, Ouyang Rong could see more clearly.
He was not wrong.
Ouyang Rong turned to look at the steward who was following behind him. The latter had a strange expression on his face and nodded quickly to answer him:
"Little Master, if it's this little slave girl... instead of two hundred coins, fifty coins should be enough."
"Fifty Wen?" Ouyang Rong couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure?"
"Sure!"
The young steward's answer was decisive.
However, the way he looked at Ouyang Rong became more and more weird, and Ouyang Rong looked down at the caged slave in the sun, and then he looked at the little steward with a very weird look.
It was as if the two of them entered the Beitian Sanatorium of Donglin Temple by mistake at the same time, looking at each other with very similar eyes.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
The little steward seemed to be afraid that he would regret it, so he said hastily: "If you think it's too expensive, you can go lower. Forty coins is not a problem."
Why lower the price?
Ouyang Rong couldn't help but lower his head and fell into deep thought.
The young steward quietly looked at his face and said calmly:
"This little slave girl...the shopkeeper is planning to transport it to some remote towns in the south to see if there are any private sacrifices that need to be used for sacrifice..."
"How can we carry out human sacrifices? Those are obscene sacrifices that confuse the people and are expressly prohibited by the government!"
Ouyang Rong frowned and interrupted, paused, pointed at the iron cage and said seriously:
"Then I'll buy it, just fifty cents, no discount needed..."
If he gets another discount, he is afraid that his conscience will hurt.
Ouyang Rong said seriously again: "But your Jinxiaokou Mashiro store will not allow you to do this kind of behavior that promotes obscenity. Otherwise, you will have to wait for the government officials to close the store."
"You have to have it." The young steward nodded quickly and sneered, "The main reason is that it's too special. Apart from that, we can't think of anything else."
Ouyang Rong was speechless and didn't say anything more. He didn't waste any time and immediately called Zhen and Li Yan, who was half a girl and had a straight face, to the backyard.
The young county magistrate pointed at the small iron cage, lowered his head and covered his mouth with a fist:
"Ahem, just...that's it."
As soon as he said this, which made him blush a little, Ouyang Rong suddenly found that the whole world seemed to be quiet.
All eyes were on him.
Li Yan, who was still a little unhappy at first, had a wonderful expression on his face at this moment.
As for Zhen and Banxi, their eyes widened.
Only Liu Ashan looked at him in astonishment at first, but now... he has more and more admiration.
Ouyang Rong looked directly at them and asked seriously: "Why...are you looking at me like this?"
Li Yan turned his head and sighed towards Mrs. Zhen: "Madam, you must not deceive me. Your nephew's vision is indeed a little... high."
Zhen pointed to the little female slave in the cage and said in confusion: "Why did Tan Lang buy a slave like this? This white hair... is it an old woman or a girl?"
Li Yan immediately clarified: "Girl, she is definitely a girl. Her teeth are only as old as a nutmeg. Don't worry if you are a big lady. But she may be a bit young and fair, haha, but she is definitely healthy. She is just a little thinner, but her appetite is small. It saves food. That's okay. Let her work more... If the young man likes her, feel free to take her away."
The big food merchant smiled and showed his big white teeth, but compared with the skin of the girl in the cage, whose thin neck had been washed clean by the rain, it looked yellow again.
Mrs. Zhen glared at him angrily, "Of course you will be happy to sell such an ominous thing to Tan Lang!"
"Absolutely not."
Li Yan waved his hand and said matter-of-factly:
"My family has been doing horse trading for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen such a white-haired barbarian. Madam, think about it, things are rare and valuable, and ordinary people don't know how to appreciate them... It's your master who has a sharp eye for pearls!"
Zhen's face was expressionless, "But shopkeeper Li only sells fifty coins."
Li Yan's face didn't turn red, his heart didn't beat, "Make a friend."
The more Mrs. Luo Qun looked at her, the more distressed she became. Her right eyelid twitched wildly, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Where did you find this... precious thing?"
Li Yan wanted to have a laugh, but Ouyang Rong cast a curious look. The buyer and seller had to explain clearly the origin of this kind of product, so the rule-abiding food merchant had no choice but to shrug:
"The goods of a friend from the Great Food Country. He went to a place farther west than the Great Food Country. By chance, he captured a group of barbarians. They were blond and blue-eyed. My friend thought that such slaves could make a lot of money in the Great Zhou Empire, so he traveled thousands of miles. Take the Haiyi Road to Guangzhou City to sell, and then...
"It didn't happen anymore. The business was not very good. Later when I went north, I met a group of bandits who robbed all the property. So he gave me the remaining little slave girl and took a traveling fee back to the Dashi Country. See He looks like he will never do this kind of business again."
Li Yan sighed and shook his head:
"This little slave girl was born to one of the pregnant barbarian girls. Logically speaking, she should be blond, but it's strange. I don't know what kind of girl she is. Why does she have white hair..." He changed his words smartly, "Silver hair." What? It’s a pity.”
Zhen was speechless, but she hit the nail on the head: "The bandits even go around this white-headed man to rob, right? Everything else has been taken back to the village, but they don't dare to snatch this ominous thing?"
Li Yan laughed sarcastically and said with high emotional intelligence: "It's a silver-haired barbarian, a silver-haired barbarian, hahaha."
In fact, the big food merchant also thinks that this silver-haired barbarian is a bit evil. Anyway, everyone in the backyard doesn't like this silver-haired barbarian very much. Whether they are the stewards, slaves, or he, the shopkeeper, they all dislike and exclude her. No. Wish to be too close.
However, this silver-haired barbarian girl is very lucky and has survived to this day. Although she is not much thinner, she is actually treated so well by her husband. Li Yan feels that he can't help but sigh. It is mainly because of the legal treatment of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The lives of slaves are protected accordingly. The city officials who manage the horse racing business at this street entrance will check the food and injuries of the slaves every morning and evening.
Li Yan felt a little sad when he thought about the skyrocketing food prices these days and the high-priced food eaten by low-level slaves such as the silver-haired barbarian girl in the backyard.
After Ouyang Rong heard what Li Yan just said, he looked down at the girl with her head buried in the iron cage, his face was thoughtful.
A certain big food businessman regained his acquaintance, and seemed to be afraid that someone would regret it, so he took the initiative to chat enthusiastically:
"If Mr. Lang wants it, I will release her right away to clean her up, and then notify the city magistrate to come over and be a witness and sign a market bond contract."
"Okay." Ouyang Rong didn't even raise his head.
Li Yan immediately looked at the steward, who left with a tacit understanding and went out to find the city order.
He took another set of keys from the Kunlun slave and opened the silver-haired barbarian's iron cage.
Ouyang Rong knelt down and helped her untie the rope from her hands. The silver-haired barbarian girl buried her face in her knees, not daring to look at anyone.
These wet little hands were very cold. Although it was already deep spring, they were covered with frostbite. They felt like doorknobs in winter, made of iron bumps.
The young magistrate covered it with his big warm hands. "It" shrank in fear, and he let go.
Li Yan called a woman who did rough work, picked up the silver-haired barbarian girl, and took her to the laundry room next door for cleaning.
Ouyang Rong withdrew his gaze, turned around and said:
"Auntie will help me advance fifty coins."
Zhen said softly and tactfully: "Tanlang, my aunt doesn't like this very much. We are here to choose a maid today, not to do good deeds."
A certain big food businessman reminded me at the right time: “It’s not impossible to pay for food.”
Zhen turned her head expressionlessly, and Li Yan quickly averted his eyes.
Ouyang Rong glanced at Liu Ashan, who tacitly put down the rice bag and handed it to the Kunlun slave who came forward to take it. The dark and sturdy slave tried it with a scale, opened the bag again, checked, and reported the number honestly:
"Sixty kilograms, five buckets of rice."
Li Yan nodded, "Based on the price of rice in the West Market before noon, it's more, but you still have to share the cost of asking the city order to issue market coupons..."
He counted them with his fingers, finally took two copper coins from Kunlun slave, and handed them out, "I will return the remaining two coins to you."
Ouyang Rong took it casually and suddenly asked:
"You all think...she is ugly?"
Li Yan was the first to praise: "It's quite unique."
Liu Ashan nodded: "The master is kind-hearted."
Half-whispering: "Freak."
Zhen... didn't say anything, and looked at Tan Lang with a somewhat resentful look, the kind that couldn't be coaxed.
The rough woman will bring back the silver-haired barbarian.
This time, the silver-haired barbarian girl changed into a neat piece of coarse linen clothes. She was no longer dirty, but her hair was wet and dripping.
She lowered her head and walked into the sunshine. She seemed to be very cold and was trembling all over. She was brought to a steelyard by the rough labor woman.
The big food merchant shouted skillfully: "Weigh up!"
As is customary, the two Kunlun slaves lifted up a hanging scale to weigh people.
The big food merchant took a look and joked loudly: "What a coincidence, Mr. Lang, the slave weighs sixty and the price is the same as rice!"
The young magistrate ignored her, pulled out a towel, walked straight over, and wiped the silver-haired barbarian's wet long hair face to face.
Under the sun, the girl's delicate appearance is revealed:
Under the coarse cloth skirt, she has a slender body, and the skin from her neck to her collarbone is as delicate and white as milk, but it is depleted of color due to long-term malnutrition;
She has smooth, straight, silver-white hair that reaches her waist, with a touch of gold in the sunshine;
The small nose bridge is high and upturned, the eye sockets are slightly deep, and the outline of the small face is deep but softer and smoother than that of the Orchid from the Western Regions. The facial features are delicate and small, the eyes are bright and the teeth are white, and the pink lips are now a bit cold and gray.
In particular, she has a pair of big eyes with foggy gray-blue pupils. At this moment, she is looking at the calm man who is carefully wiping her hair under the sun...
No matter how you look at the silver-haired barbarian, she looks like an exquisite and noble white-haired lolita, a beauty.
Does it look good?
He got it in exchange for a bag of rice.
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