After a while, Sandy accompanied Du Wei around the square a few times, and finally, under the strong recommendation, Sandy took Du Wei and squeezed under the high platform in the northwest corner.
"This is the slave farm with the best business here." Sandy was small, struggling to tiptoe in the crowd, struggling to talk to Du Wei. Although Du Wei is not very old, his pedigree of the Luo Lin family's martial arts family makes him thin, but he is not short.
"This company has the best business, and the boss behind it is also the strongest. They can always get the most and the best slaves, and you see, their table position is also very good."
"What's the difference?" Du Wei asked curiously.
"Of course it's different!" Sandy tried hard to explain: "Their table is right here, most of the day is just facing the sun, and the light is the best. When people are watching and picking below, the sun directly shines on Those slaves can be seen most clearly, and because of the sun, all the slaves, even if they are sallow and emaciated, seem to be much more energetic! Here, there are rules for who occupies what territory. Look at this house, it’s right at the entrance of the square. Anyone who buys slaves recently will be the first to see their house. Although the house on the opposite side is also big, it’s in the opposite direction, always in the shadow of the sun , and it’s always when people go out that they see them...you think, when people see them when they’re all ready to go out, the business is naturally a little bit worse.”
At this time, on this rather large high platform, a guy dressed in colorful clothes who looked like a clown was yelling something loudly. Although this guy was thin and dressed strangely, his voice was really loud. Holding a whip in one hand, a group of slaves stood on the platform behind them, all of them were wooden-faced, and dozens of people were tied with only a rope, obviously they were all "cooked slaves".
Ladies and gentlemen, please take a look! These are useful guys! Look at this head, look at these muscles! Buy them back as coolies, as long as you give them a little food, they can work like animals in heat! And everyone is a strong laborer who knows basic farm work! ! They are less courageous than rabbits, but stronger than cows! If such a slave is bought back, one is worth three envoys! "
As he said that, this clown-like guy ran to a nearby Nannu. That Nannu was tall and had a big frame. Although he had lost some weight, he still looked very strong. Facing this slave who was two heads taller than himself, the clown slapped him like an animal, making a bang bang sound, and opened his lips: "Look! There's nothing wrong with it Look at the teeth! Look at his eyes! Three silver coins! Three silver coins can get you a decent and honest slave to do the dirtiest and hardest work for you! They can eat anything, you just need to eat it every day Throw in some porridge made from wheat husks to feed them!"
Du Wei discussed with Ruolin. The workshop at the back of their shop really needed some manpower. Just as Ruolin was about to ask for an offer, Sandy quietly pulled Du Wei's sleeve and mouthed something silently. Words: "Wait a little longer."
The dozen or so slaves were quickly bought by several merchants from other places. While paying the money, those people sent people to the back to take them away.
Du Wei glanced at Sandy suspiciously, Sandy quietly hid behind Du Wei, lowered his voice and said: "These few just now are not good! The one standing at the front is good, but didn't you pay attention? Two of them seemed to be unable to stand upright, and after the other stood, his shoulders were a little tilted to the left. I'm sure, that guy must have a problem with his legs and feet. Just wait a little longer, there must be good stuff behind .”
Sure enough, the second batch that came up next was indeed much stronger than the previous batch.
Sandy didn't dare to tell Du Wei anything openly, because he was still hanging out on this street. If those slave traders saw him, he would get into trouble. Every time he just hid behind Du Wei and spoke in a low voice. . Finally, when the fourth group of people came out, Sandy looked at it for a while and said in a low voice, "It's ok."
The fourth batch of slaves were all dark-skinned Nanyang natives, and each of these guys was physically strong. But to Du Wei's surprise, among the dozen or so slaves on the stage, three were old guys who were almost skinny. Although a few of them are very strong, the three old guys can't do much work at first sight.
Such a group of slaves stood up, and the people below were a little unwilling to pay the price after seeing it. Although strong slaves are nice, those old guys... are they going to buy them back and waste food
Such a group of slaves stood up, and the people below were a little unwilling to pay the price. Although the strong slaves are very good, those old guys...are they wasting food
Du Wei glanced at Sandy, Sandy sighed, and said in a low voice: "Young master, listen to me right, you can just buy this batch. These Nanyang natives are very strong, those young and strong For work, one slave can replace two other slaves! Especially these three old slaves, although they seem to be incapable of doing much work, their role is beyond your imagination!"
"What?"
"I heard that these Nanyang natives especially respect the elderly. In those tribes in Nanyang, such old people are often of very high status, and they may even be elders or patriarchs! All other young people You have to obey the orders of these old guys, and you have to be very respectful. And these Nanyang natives like to run away. But you bought this batch back, as long as there are these old guys... You see, they are all so old, run away They can’t run away either. But with them here, those young slaves won’t run away, because they have to stay with the old guys to take care of these old people. It doesn’t take much food for these old guys to buy them back, but Those slaves will be obedient and obedient, so they won't run away, and generally speaking, it's a good deal."
Du Wei's eyes lit up, and he became more and more curious about this kid... He is really smart, and at such a young age, he has already secretly figured out so many tricks.
"But... why are they wearing shackles?" Du Wei asked: "The ones who use the rope are the old slaves, and the ones who are locked in the cage are the raw slaves, so the ones with the shackles are considered serious?"
"This..." Sandy scratched his scalp and said, "Generally speaking, it means that you are born and familiarized, but even if you are a slave, as long as you don't put it in a cage, it means that you are not very vicious and honest, and you don't want to escape. Records are relatively easy to tame. Moreover, to be honest, these raw slaves are better than cooked slaves... You know, anyone who buys slaves will not give them good food and drink. After a long time, No matter how strong the slave is, his body is much thinner. No matter how strong he is, after being tossed like this for a year or two, he will not survive. Although these old guys are slaves, they are very honest after watching the song. Not caged, and very strong, raw slaves are always much stronger than cooked slaves."
Du Wei nodded and gave Ruolin a look, and Ruolin answered the price.
Du Wei nodded and gave Ruolin a wink, and Ruolin answered the price, "Thirty silver coins." Ruolin's crisp female voice was also very different among the surrounding noise. Originally, many people secretly looked at this beautiful young woman in the crowd. When she shouted the price, she immediately attracted the attention of many people.
As soon as the slave trader heard someone asking for a price, he immediately shouted: "Oh! Thirty silver coins! This beautiful and noble lady is very knowledgeable! Look, thirty silver coins! Ladies and gentlemen, these slaves are all good things! Thirty silver coins is a very fair price, is there anyone willing to pay more?"
"Thirty-five silver coins." A somewhat hoarse voice came from the crowd.
Du Wei couldn't help smiling, and glanced at Sandy: "It seems that someone has the same vision as you."
Sandy smiled with some embarrassment: "Young Master, you are joking. My knowledge is based on what I heard. There are many people here every day, and there are many people who know the goods. Don't look at the previous shouting." There are a lot of people, and most of those people are fat sheep from other places, who are stupid and don't know the market."
Seeing that Du Wei nodded to herself, Ruolin got the master's signal and said loudly: "Forty silver coins."
"Forty-five silver coins," the hoarse voice in the crowd asked and continued to raise the price.
At this time, many spectators around had stepped aside, and Du Wei finally saw the appearance of the person who raised the price with him.
A middle-aged man in a lavender robe, looked a little fat, and he was very familiar with him, with two mustaches on his mouth, and three or five strong young men, dressed in servant's clothes, stood around this place The side of the middle-aged fat man just blocked the people around him. Although the crowd was crowded, the place where the fat man was standing was loose, with a trace of reserve on his face, he slowly called out the price, and even glanced at Ruo Lin.
"Fifty silver coins." Ruo Lin said lightly.
The fat man frowned a little, with a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes. After looking at Ruo Lin, he seemed to sneer: "Sixty silver coins, that's all."
Sandy saw the fat man's appearance clearly, and suddenly his expression changed. Seeing that Ruolin was about to speak, he quickly pulled Ruolin, and said in a low voice, "Forget it, stop shouting."