"Since it is a deed of death, how much silver are you going to redeem yourself?" Li Dongyang asked curiously.

"Well, they shouldn't be able to come up with much silver." Ruan Zhong explained in a low voice, "These people's wages in the theater are 50 wen per month, and the maximum is 600 wen a year. ”

When Li Dongyang heard that these people only had fifty yuan a month, he immediately felt that the sky was thundering, this was a serious squeeze of hard-earned money, and fifty yuan was equivalent to fifty yuan in his previous life.

Fifty Wen in this era is to buy fifty meat buns, if you are sick, it is a matter of two pairs of medicines, and in case of a serious illness, even one pair of medicines is not enough.

After knowing the other party's income, Li Dongyang was looking forward to how much money these dozen people could come up with to redeem themselves.

"The untouchable king Lao Bolt can take out twenty taels of silver to redeem himself, ask the prince to be merciful, and let the untouchables be free." The eldest old man said with a red face.

This is his life's belongings, and if he redeems himself, he has no capital to survive, but he really wants to be free, he wants to be free before he dies, and he doesn't want to be a slave for life.

Thinking of his future life, Wang Laoshuan's eyes also turned red, but no matter what, as long as he has the opportunity, he is willing to starve to death outside, and he doesn't have many years to live anyway.

"Tell me your reasoning." Li Dongyang looked at Wang Laozhuan and became curious, this is an old man with a story.

Wang Laozhuan gritted his teeth and said his thoughts at the moment, this idea is also the idea of many people, so many people in the audience wiped tears when they listened, and Li Dongyang was speechless.

Then let these dozen people express their positions one by one, the highest of which is eighty taels, or a middle-aged man in his thirties, Li Dongyang calculated an account, and his eyes slanted Ruan Zhong.

Ruan Zhong was also stunned at the time, eighty taels of silver, how could this be possible, the middle-aged Ruan Zhong remembered very clearly, he was the manager in charge of procurement, and it didn't hurt to see that the other party offered eighty taels, so he should have made a lot of money.

The least one was a young boy, only thirteen or fourteen years old, and the bid was three taels of silver, which caused many people to laugh, and his reason was that he wanted to study and participate in the imperial examination and become a master.

Li Dongyang looked at this young man and sympathized with him, he was two years younger than himself, he was a high-ranking prince, but this one wanted to take out all his net worth, that is, three taels of silver, to fight for the future.

Of course, these dozen people have their own reasons for redemption, but there are few real reasons, Li Dongyang is a man of words, and soon people will appear.

Li Dongyang looked at the audience and asked, "Is there anything else you want to leave?" ”

This time, no one replied, one by one lowered their heads and did not speak, Li Dongyang snorted and said:

"Finally give you a chance, if you miss it, it will be over forever, if you are loyal, you can live with taste, if you dare to betray, hum, there is only one way to die, give you three breaths to consider."

As the three-two-one fell, three more people walked out of the crowd, but none of those disfigurers left, and a strange smile rose on the corner of Li Dongyang's mouth after seeing it.

"Wang Laoshuan, don't say that the master is ruthless, the master will give you the opportunity to redeem yourself, and Mao Si, since you have a lofty goal, the master will also fulfill you, three or two will be three or two, and the master is not short of that money."

Li Dongyang looked at this old one, and the two of them were overjoyed when they heard this, thinking that there was no hope for this matter, but they didn't expect that a bright turn was just around the corner.

"Thank you, the untouchables, they will definitely offer you an immortal tablet at home." Wang Laozhuan burst into tears at that time, kneeling on the ground was three rings, and when he looked up, his forehead was red.

My God, if you want to be so sincere, Li Dongyang hurts for him.

Mao Si also knelt down, looking at Li Dongyang's eyes full of gratitude, he thought that he would never have a chance again, but he didn't expect that the turning point was just around the corner.

Originally, he bought the play, but Mao Si refused to learn the play, even if he poured the night incense, he was unwilling to sing, and secretly followed the old children in the garden to learn to read.

This dream is the secret of Mao Si and Lao Tongsheng, and then Lao Tong died and died, Mao Si never told anyone about it again, but he didn't expect that the son of the world was really willing to give him a way to live.

Now the people in the audience are uneven, and some people want to redeem themselves, but unfortunately the opportunity is lost, Li Dongyang is a man of words, if he wants a better life, he has to have the courage to fight, and he doesn't even have the courage to stand up, so why help them.

As for the others, including the procurement manager who bid fifty taels, they were all given to people by Li Dongyang, and he only helped those who were worthy of help, and as for those who were full of ghosts, he didn't help anyone.

Now, everyone can see that this master is really not bad for money, he really does things as he pleases, he can shoot without money in his eyes, and it is useless to break his head if he can't get into his eyes.

"Okay, don't make me cry with a sad face, now the lord wants to talk about your treatment, you used to be fifty wen, that was in the past, now the lord is in charge, and the monthly money is five hundred wen per month."

What? Those who were still wiping their tears stopped crying, one by one as if they were looking at a monster, and it was really not bad for money, if the monthly money was five hundred, wouldn't it mean that they could earn six taels of silver a year.

Hehe, an ordinary farmer may not be able to save six taels of silver a year!

Ruan Zhong also looked at Li Dongyang, and wanted to remind this master, don't look at Baixiyuan's reputation, but he really doesn't make much money, and when he mentions five hundred Wen one by one, he is destined to lose money.

After all, not every yard can make money, and it is not full every day, and there are three hundred people, and the monthly money is one hundred and fifty taels a month, not to mention food.

And then you have to buy rouge gouache for singing, and you have to buy costumes, these are not blowing in the wind, it's really not!

Laymen act in charge, it really makes people desperate, Ruan Zhong closed his eyes, he didn't dare to think about his future life, if the 100 theater lost money, would these old brothers still have a way to live?

Li Dongyang doesn't care about this, anyway, the monthly money is raised, but it's not much, and the last little maid in the Zhenguo Mansion has one or two silver dollars a month.

Now it seems that the identities of these actors are not as good as the little maids!

Next, Li Dongyang did something that surprised everyone, that is, he re-signed the deed of sale, why is this? Ruan Zhong really can't figure it out.

But the faces of those disguised people turned green at that time, and as soon as the deed of sale was signed, they really became other people's slaves, even if they left the Hundred Opera Garden to change their identities in the future, it was useless, and the handprints couldn't deceive people.

Running away from slavery is a capital crime, and being caught is a dead end, and these people are called a tangle in their hearts.

Ruan Zhong didn't want to say anything anymore, anyway, he just had to stay loyal now, and as long as he didn't betray him, he would be able to treat himself badly with the generosity of the prince.