Seven or eight probe cameras flew around the slave like bees, changing their size in and out of his body at will. The camera coldly scans all the features of his body, 360 degrees, no dead ends, specific and subtle, from every inch of skin on the surface of the body, to the shape of his eyes, the color of his hair, and finally the details of the inner wall of his cavity. All of these scans will be recorded faithfully and projected onto the glass wall on the exterior wall of the window for guests to observe and purchase up close. The projection image is as detailed and subtle as it is comparable to or even beyond medical examination, and the shape of every pore on the skin and the details of every fold in the coelum can be clearly seen.

The male guest skillfully maneuvered the handle and was clearly a regular and expert here. With his two eyes, he can not look at the operation in his hands, just focus on the projection on the outer wall of the glass, and complete all kinds of commands on the inspection system. The projection was under his control, sometimes speeding up, sometimes slowing down. When he encounters the parts he is particularly concerned about, he has to repeat the inspection several times, or simply pause the picture, zoom in on the projection, close-up, or zoom it out as a whole to study it carefully. Finally, it took him nearly a quarter of an hour to complete the check, closing the handle and letting the magnetic ring and detector free of control of the slave.

The results of the examination were obviously unsatisfactory, the man pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and put a pair of hands □□ his trouser pockets, or the slick and shiny male slave in the window found many flaws and unsatisfactory points in the examination, or he had other considerations. However, he stared at the nameplate under the glass window for a long time, and finally decided to buy the slave - he opened a transaction window on the glass wall of the window, chose the payment for the goods in ten installments, each installment should be paid 1 local yuan, and the current payment was deducted from the ticket price, and finally checked that the code at the top of the transaction window was consistent with the string of characters on the slave's collar, and submitted the application. After receiving the application, the system generated a transaction code, and the male customer put the transaction code into his ring, nodded politely to Gu Hanhan and them, and then walked forward. Gu Hanhan looked at her back, looking left and right while walking, picking and choosing, probably ready to continue shopping. And the male □□ who had already placed the order by him, at this time, a cylindrical transport cabin rose from the bottom of the window to wrap him whole, and as the cylinder descended, he was transported from the ground. Immediately after that, another cylinder rose, and after the column fell, there was another male □□ with a completely different nameplate number and appearance, who replaced the previous one and continued to stand in the window to sell.

The waitress explains: "After the order is placed, the selected slaves are sent directly to the pick-up department. When customers leave the market, they can just pick it up. Within the range of the lighthouse star, it can be delivered to your door, and each slave only needs 50 cosmic coins for shipping, and if you buy more than 100 slaves at one time, you can get free shipping. Other places in the universe can also □□ consignment business, and the freight is discounted by 20% compared to the consignment price of animals and pets in the space port. As long as it is a planet that has opened a subspace shipping lane, it can be delivered. ”

Miss Usher just heard that including Gu Hanhan, the "bandits" had all accompanied Zheng Wenwen to buy slaves, and her heart for the commission became warm again, so she sold her very earnestly: "This beautiful young lady, you can pick a few to try, it's really very convenient." ”

However, Zheng Wenwen, who had just arrived in Guibaodi, was stunned by the high-tech testing process that the man had just broadcast live, and now she was still dumbfounded, and she didn't hear the enthusiastic sales pitch of the usher at all. Halfway through, she stammered and said to herself, "This, this, this—this is okay?"

"Of course," the waitress smiled brightly after she reacted to what she said, "there are picks and picks before they can be bought, even if the pork is still fat and thin, not to mention that the slave market sells all big people, and it is absolutely not okay to do business in a daze, so it will not become a blind marriage and a dumb marriage? Of course, you have to let the guests choose and be satisfied before placing an order." The purpose of our service is to do everything for the sake of customers and everything for the convenience of customers. ”

Hearing these theories, Zheng Wenwen's eyes straightened, and she felt refreshed, and her stomach was full of grooves, and even her past outlook on life was refreshed. In Zheng Wenwen's cognition, although a slave is said to be taken out and sold, how can such a big living person who can breathe be regarded as a valuable, right? When all valuables are sold, shouldn't they be put in a glass cover, and a note should be posted next to it, saying that if you have to buy it, don't move it? When is it equivalent to pork casually checked on the board?

"It's too much of a choosing," she muttered, "and that's not a little bit of basic humanity......

Miss Usher was so amused that she covered her mouth: "Miss is so humorous, slaves are not human at all before they are bought and registered, how can there be any humanity." ”

"If you don't count people, you're not a big living person, it's not that if you don't count people, you really become a person-" Zheng Wenwen shook her head, feeling that she couldn't make sense with this logical usherswoman in the slave market, so she had to shut up.

"I mean, let's not talk about people," she said, "if you sell goods, you can't pick as much as you want, right?"

"It's not going to be a bad thing," said the hostess, "and the system has strict self-control, and all actions that may cause physical harm are automatically suspended." We have experimented with a slave who has been selected and inspected continuously by a control system for more than 48 hours and can still be unharmed, limited to ordinary physical exertion. ”

"Miss try it, try it and don't worry," Miss Usher continued to eagerly encourage Zheng Wenwen, "All our slaves here can be picked at will, you can only place an order if you are satisfied, and you will not buy if you are not satisfied." There are no problems, the selection is free, and you can rest assured that we are a regular slave market and will not allow forced buying and selling. With that, she took out a controller and gave it to Zheng Wenwen.

Zheng Wenwen's heart trembled, as if she had received a gift from the devil, and she shook her hand nervously and threw the controller back to Miss Usher.

"No," she said in a panic, "I won't pick either—"

All her enthusiasm for "picking up leaks" and her unrealistic, romantic vision of the slave business were frozen and shattered into slag by the assembly-line sales window and the intricate examination process that resembled a biospecimen dissection show, and now she just wanted to leave this terrible place and never come again.

The usher lady still doesn't give up with the controller in her arms, and wants to make a final effort.

"So don't you really want to try it?" she could see that Zheng Wenwen was a "chick" at all, so she tried to persuade her in this regard: "In terms of purchasing, we can actually provide a purchasing service, only a slave needs to pay a tip of thirty cosmic coins, and then provide the conditions for you to choose a slave." I just think it's a shame that you came here and ended up empty-handed. You must know that even in the entire Nanzhou continent, our 7 districts are very famous. It is one of the most popular stores in terms of management level, sales volume and customer satisfaction. In the universe, the slaves produced in the 7th area of the red crisp hand are also well-known. Leave Lighthouse Star and you will never be sold such a good slave again. ”

Sister Sales's words, the speaker will say that, and the listener will listen to it, no one will take it seriously. However, Zheng Wenwen's mind was in a hurry, and at this time she couldn't help but tell the truth.

"Bragging," she said, "Sister Dang is blind, there are obviously few ghosts and shadows in this—don't you think about Sister Meng!"

There are so many spicy neuropathies and perverts in the universe!

The usher lady didn't understand Zheng Wenwen's heart, and when she heard her speak, her spirit suddenly lifted.

"No lie, I vouch for the reputation of our red pastry hands and the character of our boss," she said, raising her hand in a swearing-and-swearing-by gesture, "you must be your first visit to the slave market, so you don't know the joints here." In the slave market, whether a district is unpopular or not, whether the sales volume is high or low does not have much to do with the number of tourists. In many cases, the higher the number of visitors, the lower the sales. This is mainly determined by the form of sales of open or closed racks. ”

"Our 7 area is a closed shelf sales area, although it looks deserted, there are few guests, but the guests who come over have one, buy one or two is not less, buy hundreds or thousands is not much, and there are very few people who do not buy just to see, so the per capita transaction volume of each tourist is actually quite high. And the online order is also the bulk of the sales, the principle is that the customer selects and buys the slave remotely through the system, such as this-" She looked around, casually pointing to a shop window a little further ahead. Although there were no guests in the vicinity, the slave in the window was still pulled wide open by the magnetic ring, and the camera of the detector flashed cold light in and out of his body.

"This can only be done conditionally as a closed shelf area. She said, "The effect is not much different from the on-site selection, of course, the system is good enough, so many more casual customers are not willing to buy tickets and go to the market to choose in person." ”

Gu Hanhan couldn't help frowning: "So you still have an open shelf area?"

"Of course," the hostess smiled slightly, "there are in every slave shop." Our red crispy hands 1-6 comprehensive areas are all open shelf areas. Although it is good to close the frame, it is impossible to close the frame completely. After all, there are always more slaves in the market than can be sold, and the rising cost of all closed equipment and maintenance is enough to close the store, not to mention the endless pressure of warehousing, logistics and other logistics. It's not that I don't want to close the shelf, but I really have to open the shelf. ”

After speaking, she sighed and said, "However, it is difficult to maintain the order of the open shelf area, and the environment is compared with the closed shelf area." In the six open shelf areas of our red crispy hands, there are about 100,000 slaves in sale, and the number of real-time tourists must be at least 30,000, and sometimes even 50,000. There are many customers, and there are more people who don't buy them just by touching them, and there can be accidents without seeing them at a glance. Our usher has the turn to do the customer service class in the comprehensive area, and I am stunned when I mention it. ”

Zheng Wenwen's upper and lower lips circled into an "O" shape: "Touch? What do you mean by touching?

"It means touch. The hostess smiled appropriately: "If the guests are interested, they can experience it for themselves-"

Zheng Wenwen was shocked and didn't say a word, only felt that the outlook on life that had just been glued to it was broken again.

"Let's go. Gu Hanhan dragged Zheng Wenwen and said to the receptionist, "Let's go up to your open shelf area and take a look." ”