The efficiency of the open-air auction stage is astonishingly fast. From the slave's entrance, standing on the platform, to asking for price, closing the deal, and then cleaning up the performance, a round can be completed in a few minutes. Zheng Wenwen stood under the auction table and saw batches of slaves being brought to the stage, and then batches were taken down. In just a moment, before she, a young girl from Earth, could feel her boredom, hundreds of slaves had already fallen into silence. The land was sold. Zheng Wenwen is full of enthusiasm for picking up leaks, but she has no idea who to pick up. She is like a house full of gold and jade, a bed full of wats, and she is completely spoiled for choice!
"How's it going?" Gu Hanhan asked from the side, "I've been looking at it for so long, is anyone watching? It doesn't matter if it has already been bought by someone else. You can pay more to find a buyer to transfer it. We must not be short of money. !”
"This..." Zheng Wenwen hesitated, looking at someone who wasn't looking, she really couldn't answer.
"No?" Gu Hanhan comforted her and said, "Then let's take a look. Maybe the good ones will be placed in the back. I think there are more people in the back..."
"Yes, there are too many people..."
Zheng Wenwen subconsciously stood on tiptoes and looked behind the auction table - the stairs on the left side of the auction table were connected to a corridor. The corridor went around half a circle and connected to a building behind it. The enclosed space between the building and the auction table was the back. The place where the slaves who were going to be auctioned waited to go on stage. They have all completed their formation, thirty of them standing in a row. There are six groups of slaves lined up in the open paddock, nearly two hundred people. And through the transparent doors and windows with large pieces of glass on the wall, you can see that there are more slaves in the hall of the building who have put on makeup and changed clothes, emerging from more than a dozen automatic doors around them, organizing and organizing in the hall. There are so many people preparing for the other auctions that they are too numerous to count.
Suddenly, Zheng Wenwen lost her energy and felt very boring. She looked like a fool standing here waiting to "pick up the slack".
So, she said: "Forget it, let's go, I don't feel anything at all, let's go look elsewhere."
Gu Hanhan agreed very much, thinking that he was a saint, and nodded quickly: "Yes, this round after round, if you look at it too much, it will be like pressing it out of a mold, and you really can't buy anything."
So they squeezed out of the crowd, which was much easier than squeezing in. The vacant seats in front of the auction table were immediately filled by people from behind. They didn't even get on the bus, so they walked along the sidewalks on both sides of the avenue - not far ahead was the automatic conveyor station. Zheng Wenwen planned to experience this sightseeing bus unique to the slave market.
The station is located at the intersection of several roads, with a large flow of people and merchants coming and going, making it very lively. Almost everyone from any corner of the universe can be seen here, many of them in strange and surprising costumes. And there was a little shirtless boy with brownish-red skin color, a neck ring around his neck, and only a crotch cloth on his lower body. He ran very fast and got in between people's legs, emitting a kind of blood the size of playing cards. A small advertisement for a one-time card. Zheng Wenwen was walking on the road when a small card was stuffed into her hand without warning. She lifted it up and took a look. It turned out to be an advertisement for a private slave customization studio, with the studio's address, contact information and price list specially left on it.
"Private slave customization?" Zheng Wenwen looked at the few words on the advertisement, and after making sure that she was right, she became confused, "Slaves can also be customized? How can they be customized? Can they be customized like customized clothes?"
Gu Hanhan shook her head decisively and said she didn't know. She did know what slave wholesale was about. The first time she went to the slave market was the "Jin Kaola Small Slave Trading Company" that dealt in large-scale child slave wholesale business, and now she herself She ran a slave company that purchased goods in bulk, but she really didn't understand the slave retail and high-end slave customization business in the market. Gu Hanhan looked around and thought that the attendant Gar, who had always been very reliable in this kind of problem, might not be good at it, so he looked back and found that Huang He, who ran the slave company for her, was still with her. He walked away, so he quickly called him over for advice. Thinking that as the manager of a slave company, it is impossible for him to know everything like the people in Aicheng.
Huang He was quite flattered that the respected and noble hostess could still remember his surname, and he almost burst into tears with gratitude. He hurriedly caught up with him and listened respectfully to Gu Hanhan asking him what a "private slave" was, and then he had to "customize" it, as if he was being asked about some great event that changed the universe. The shameless bitch's demeanor was so fascinating that Gu Hanhan felt embarrassed to look at him more.
"It is true that there is such a kind of private slave customization, which is very popular in the secular world." Huang He said with a flattering and disdainful taste, "It is said that it is the stuff of the lower class, and it is not worthy of being refined. The lady is naturally Never heard of it.”
However, from a promising attendant in the Acropolis to a slave trader in Nanzhou Continent, just like a wealthy lady falling into prostitution, Manager Huang is now able to do anything and know everything. When it comes to customizing so-called "low-class things", private slaves are very good at customizing them, and they talk about them with great enthusiasm.
According to Manager Huang, "private slave customization" is indeed similar to clothing customization. They are both so-called "beautiful and elegant" arts. However, clothing customization is about customizing clothes, while "private slave customization" is about customizing clothes. It's a living person. As for which one is more advanced than which one, whether the clothes or the living person is more artistic is a matter of benevolence and wisdom.
Manager Huang mentioned that the so-called "private slave customization" is actually a mid-to-high-end business in the slave market, mainly targeting wealthy property owners in the universe. Slave customization companies purchase slaves that meet their conditions from the lower market, discover certain qualities in them that attract customers, allow customers to select them, and then further train them according to the customer's requirements to create a personal slave that perfectly meets their needs. In the slave market, newly purchased slaves are usually called "raw materials", slaves that have been excavated and cultivated for a period of time are called "clinkers", and slaves that have been cultivated to meet the delivery standards are called "works".
Under normal circumstances, large private slave customization companies have superb skills and abundant reserves of "raw materials". They can basically meet the needs of customers for "works" of various age levels and styles, and can even provide "raw materials" to buyers. Customized with incoming materials, the profits are very generous. But small and medium-sized customization companies like this, which distribute small advertisements all over the market, do not have such strong power. They often do not have enough wealth to spend a lot of money to purchase high-quality slave raw materials, so they do not have long-term raising of young slaves as a reserve. ability, so most of the small and medium-sized private slave customization companies are single workshop-style studios or a combination of multiple studios, mainly relying on technology. Often an excellent technician is a studio. Therefore, most of the business scope of this kind of workshop-style studio is not wide, and it can usually only customize certain types of slaves, which are the types that the boss or the technician who holds the table is good at shaping. However, because "private slave customization" is a business for the wealthy, the price is very high, and even a small studio's profit is considerable, far exceeding that of general retail. Therefore, slave traders flock to it, and the market is very prosperous.
After listening to this, Zheng Wenwen looked at the price list of the card in her hand and found that the cheapest custom-made private slave would require 5,000 to 10,000 Earth Reserve Volumes, as well as three months or even a year and a half of "production work." "period" is quite expensive in terms of earth prices, and the cost of time is even more staggering. Compared with the price of 50,000 yuan per family at the open-air auction, it is indeed a huge profit.
Zheng Wenwen stopped with the card and immediately attracted the attention of the children who distributed small advertisements for various studios. Considering the large number of people and her appearance and appearance as an alien, she thought she was a big customer. So more than a dozen children suddenly surrounded her with cheers, rushing to stuff colorful advertising cards into her arms, and enthusiastically and excitedly solicited her customers.
"Come to my house and have a look, miss," they said in a hurry, "They are all the best logs, both raw and cooked, and the craftsmanship of the master is first-rate. I guarantee you will like them when you see them."
"Go to my house, go to my house. They are all tender food under the age of sixteen. They are all of the best quality. There is no old food. You can try it first before buying it. If you are not satisfied, you will not be charged."
"My home, my home, has the best price and the shortest construction period. Now the opening discount is 20% off for the whole store, and there is a buy one get one free."
"You don't have to worry about the construction period at all. I'll deliver it to your door with free shipping. It's a century-old store with an excellent reputation."
"It's my family. We can ship the goods in the fastest week. If nothing else, our raw materials are good! They are good and plentiful. It doesn't matter what you like, Miss. We can find embryos in our warehouse, and they can be chopped with a knife or an axe. No need, just a little refinement will make it suitable for use! Carefully crafted, it is exactly the same as the one that has been polished for three years and five years!"
In this way, even if Zheng Wenwen still had the desire to go and see something curious, at this time, being surrounded by these children eating "logs" and "manufacturing" made her feel cold from the bottom of her heart, and she felt inexplicably confused all over her body. strength. He hurriedly flicked his hand and tried to retreat, but the little boys pressed forward step by step, biting her and refusing to let go. The attendant Gu Hanhan saw this and stepped forward to scold him. The children scattered into the crowd like frightened sparrows and disappeared in an instant.
Zheng Wenwen couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief after the siege was lifted. "Logs? Works?" She shook her head as if in disbelief, "How could there be such an evil trade in the world?"
Gu Hanhan thought to himself: You have never been to a company that specializes in wholesale of small slaves, and you have never seen what a training camp is like! I have told you that the slave market is not a good place, but you have to come here to be tortured yourself. Are you getting an education this time?
So he said: "Otherwise, let's go back. We can still catch lunch at this time."
However, Zheng Wenwen felt that running away like this was really embarrassing, and it seemed that she was one of the two unscrupulous girls who was too courageous, so she refused to say that she wanted to leave, and she had to go shopping again, no matter what, she had to get one Escape calmly.
Let's go shopping, then let's go shopping again. Gu Hanhan had no choice but to accompany him.
