"You are from Liang. How can you make money in most of our cities? You should be dragged out of the city to do hard labor!"
Hu and Han stopped pretending, and each showed a sinister expression:
"This is the territory of our barbarians. If the Liang people want to open a shop here, they must pay a protection fee, fifty taels a month, a penny less. You can't even think of opening this shop!"
"Who said this is Liang Ren's shop? Are you blind? Didn't you see that I am a barbarian?" Tuya stepped forward.
"Shut up! You shameless woman, there are so many men from the Hu tribe, but you have to marry a pretty boy from Daliang. It's really shameful!"
"Yes, the children you will give birth to in the future will all be little bastards!"
"I'll beat you to death!"
Tuya was so angry that she picked up the broom next to the door and went to beat her, but Song Che held her hand, shook his head and said, "Hitting them will only dirty our hands, and someone will come to deal with them later."
At this time, the sound of horse hooves sounded from outside the crowd.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
A line of soldiers pushed aside the crowd, and Chachai rode in on horseback. The servant waiting beside him was the shop assistant that Song Che had whispered to before.
Chachai glanced condescendingly at the door of the store, and finally set his sights on Song Che, "Mr. Song is really capable. He opened the store after not seeing him for a few days."
The troublemaking Hu Han suddenly became nervous when they heard Chachai address Song Che as "sir".
Song Che smiled and said, "I have nothing to do at home anyway, so I might as well do some small business to pass the time," he then said to Chacai:
"General Chachai is here today because he wants to do some business with you."
"Oh? Are you looking for me to do business?" Chachai asked doubtfully, "What business can we do between us?"
Song Che slowly raised his hand and pointed at the five troublemaking Hu Han: "These people came to me to ask for protection money, and openly insulted me and the princess. I can't beat them, so I want to ask General Chachai to help fight them."
Chachai just glanced at a few Hu Han, and he was so frightened that they knelt on the ground, kowtowed and complained: "General, it's clear that there is something wrong with the milk tea they sell..."
Chachai was already dissatisfied with Song Che. When he learned that several barbarians were causing trouble for Song Che, he felt happier than anyone else, so he excused himself:
"Mr. Song, I really want to help you vent your anger, but I am just a general who leads troops to fight, and it is not my turn to deal with civil disputes. You should report it to the official?"
"General Chachai, you can handle it."
"Dear Mr. Song, I can't control it."
"You can take care of it, and so can I."
"What do you care about?"
"I can handle five slaps on your face."
Song Che rolled up his sleeves and strode towards Chachai, "If I remember correctly, General Chacai still owes me five slaps, right? There happen to be five gangsters here. Do you want to take care of them, or let me take care of them?" You? Of course, it’s more cost-effective for me to take care of you, after all, five slaps are nothing more than mosquito bites to you.”
"Wait a minute!" Chacai stopped Song Che, pointed at the five Hu Hans and said: "You mean, I helped you take care of these five people, so you don't care about my five slaps?"
"This is the business I want to do with you, my respected General Chachai." Song Che smiled, touched his chest and saluted.
"Okay, I'll help you deal with these five guys, and the five slaps you owe will be written off in one go!" Chacai tilted his head and looked at the five Huhans sinisterly.
Hu Han was trembling with fear and quickly moved out the behind-the-scenes instigator: "General, spare your life, it is... Master Turdan ordered us to do this. He wants us to teach this Liang man a lesson!"
Tourdan? Song Che searched his mind for a while before he remembered who it was. Wasn't it the slave owner who had been slapped by him at the gate earlier?
"Are you from Turdan?" Chachai asked, looking at the Hu Hans.
The Hu Han people nodded in agreement.
Chachai asked again: "Are you his relatives?"
The Hu Han people were stunned and shook their heads.
Cha Gui said "Oh", his eyes turned hard, and he pulled out the big knife from his waist with a "swish" sound, "Puff, puff, puff..." Five knives in one second were quick and accurate, and all five Hu Han's heads were cut off. Cut it down.
"Killing!"
The onlookers dispersed in a hurry.
Song Che was stunned on the spot. He never thought that "clean up" in his own words would sound like murder to Chachai's ears.
This big Hu man is really an executioner!
"Now we've written it off. If you slap me again in the future, don't blame me for being rude." Chachai Yun Danfengqing put the knife back into its sheath, acting as if nothing had happened.
Song Che dully wiped the blood on his face, "Okay..."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Song, I have stained the door of your store. I have to ask you to wash it yourself." Chachai turned around, walked two steps and then turned back:
"By the way, Mr. Arhan asked me to tell you that the 15th of this month is the birthday of the Great Khan. You must attend on time. The location is at the hunting ground ten miles east of the capital city. Her Royal Highness the Princess will also go together."
After that, he rode away, leaving behind five decapitated corpses and blood on the ground.
"Husband..." Tuya was so frightened by this scene that she shivered.
Song Che looked at the corpses on the ground and suddenly came up with a plan. He smiled and said, "It's okay. These people died innocently. From now on, no one will come to disturb our business."
Then he asked his servants to load all the corpses into the cart, and he personally took them to the slave market.
Let's see how he can defeat the wolf with nothing!
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Slaves are the most important labor force of the Hu State. They exist not only among the Liang people, but also among many poor Hu people, criminals, and Turks, Xiqiang, Dijon and others who have been conquered by the Hu people in recent years.
Male slaves were usually used to do hard work, while female slaves were used as maids and prostitutes for people's service and entertainment.
For the nobles of the Hu State, except for their masters, everyone else was a slave and could be traded freely. This also created a prosperous slave market in the capital.
Many nobles brought their slaves and sold them on the streets like animals.
"Whoever wants this old man can take home twenty taels of silver!"
"Sir, these Turkic women can not only do laundry and cook, but they can also stay with and warm the bed. For one hundred taels of silver, they can be packed and taken home!"
"Who wants such an ugly thing? My bitches are prettier than them!"
"Let's take a walk and take a look. Look at the physique of the newly acquired black people from Xizhou. One person can do the work of three people. The starting price is three taels of silver. The highest bidder will win!"
The hawkers, fire sales, and auctions, the entire slave market is filled with distortions of human nature and moral decay.
Slave is a very general term, and its interpretation is vague in every era. Even in the modern era of democracy, "slaves" still exist.
Slavery never disappeared, it just took on a more subtle form.
