After watching Caesar leave, the smile on Pierce's face faded, and behind him, a young man in armor greeted him and asked in a low voice, "Lord Earl, is it really okay to sell this group of slaves to this man?"

Pierce patted the man on the shoulder: "Scatter, you are still too young! you should also know the importance of this group of people, no matter who accepts it, it is equivalent to standing on the opposite side of the Holy See!"

"yes, so we'll just give it to him, is it really okay?"

The young man still didn't quite understand what Pierce meant.

Pierce smiled and said indifferently: "Don't you understand, no matter who it is...... As long as we accept this group of people, we are standing on the opposite side of the Holy See, but what does this have to do with us? The Holy Woman of the Holy See is not with us. ”

Pierce had said this, and the young man's face also showed a look of understanding.

"But...... As merchants, we always have to complete the transaction, otherwise the prince will not be happy!" Pierce raised an eyebrow: "Go, send someone over to him, and then find an opportunity to take this guy to the Duke's Palace!"

"Yes!" the young man answered, turning back.

Pierce's gaze fell on the window again, watching Caesar with a smile on his face gradually drift away, and said softly: "The Holy Maiden who accepted the Holy See, naturally wants to meet with the Duke, but it is in the judgment office." ”

......

Caesar did not leave the slave market immediately after leaving Pierce's place, and Du Wei waited for Caesar outside, and immediately greeted Caesar when he saw him come out.

Du Wei pointed his hand towards Caesar and shouted, "Mr. Stark!"

"Hmm, little Dewey, why are you still here?"

Caesar was curious, "Didn't I just let you go shopping first?"

Du Wei touched his head and said embarrassedly: "Sir, I have been following behind you, and many years of experience have told me that that fat man is not a good person, sir, you are not familiar with life, so I am worried that you will be deceived." ”

Years of experience?

Caesar also laughed, he really didn't expect that he, a person who was almost thirty years old in two lifetimes combined, would be worried by such a little kid as Du Wei, and he used this kind of lame reason.

"Don't worry, little Dewey!" Caesar rubbed Dewey's short red hair and said with a smile: "There are people in this world who have the ability to deceive me, I'm afraid they haven't been born yet!"

"Hmmm......"

Dewey did not contradict Caesar either.

Although Caesar's words are very arrogant, but from Du Wei's perception of Caesar, Mr. Stark is indeed a very smart existence, and just such a thing as a hot air balloon that is beyond common sense has made Du Wei completely worship Caesar.

"Let's go! Go back, the slave market is too deep for us to wade! At least...... We can't make this trip yet

Water. Caesar patted Dewey on the shoulder and walked towards the exit of the slave market.

"Yes!"

With that, Du Wei chased after him quickly.

Just as the two of them reached the slave door, a scream of pain rang in their ears.

The two subconsciously turned their heads, only to see a sturdy slave owner vigorously whipping a young girl with a leather whip.

The leather whip was dark red, and it smelled of blood, and every time the leather whip struck the girl's body, it left a scarlet whip mark on the girl's body.

Like paint, it was applied to the girl's pale face.

"I'll let you steal, you damn pig!"

With each whipping, the slave owner scolded angrily, completely ignoring the miserable begging for mercy of the maiden on the ground.

"I didn't steal! I really didn't!"

The girl kept begging for mercy on the ground, but she didn't get the slave owner's consent, on the contrary, seeing the girl begging for mercy like this, the anger in the slave owner's heart deepened!

"You damn pig, you dare to steal your master's things, and you have been returned back, causing me to lose three gold coins!

The slave owner raised his leather whip again, whipping the weeping maiden on the ground.

"Mr. Stark, let's go!"

Du Wei seemed to be surprised by this scene, and explained in Caesar's ear in a low voice: "If the slave is sold, and the buyer comes back to return the goods, most of them will not accept it, after all, there is no reason to take back the goods sold, but if the buyer uses stealing and other reasons, the seller can only take it back, and must compensate the buyer for financial compensation." ”

"It's not a law, it's a latent rule!"

Listening to Du Wei's words, Caesar nodded, it is equivalent to not being able to bargain casually when you go to buy jade, because once you repay the price, and the seller agrees, this transaction is equivalent to a deal.

It's an unspoken rule!

However, what made the slave owner most angry was not because she was returned, but because her return caused his reputation to be bad.

The most troublesome thing in his line of work is not that the slaves are returned.

It's that the quality of the slaves is not good!

The quality of the slave is not good, one slave is returned, and there will be a second, a third, or even a fourth, five, six, or seven.

After a long time, perhaps the slaves that were sold before will be returned.

How else can he make money in that case?

It's like a restaurant, the slave is the food in the restaurant, and the food in your restaurant is unpalatable, so naturally no one will come to eat it.

Word of mouth is the most important thing.

That's why he's so angry!

The person who can buy slaves, that is not a nobleman? is not a rich person?

He is not the only one in this society

What people with no background can offend.

When all these grievances were condensed, it was natural that the little girl became the target of the slave owner's venting.

Accompanied by the whipping of the slave owner and the cry and scream of the girl, the eyes of many people in the vicinity gathered.

Seeing the angry look of the slave owner, many people laughed.

However, at this moment, a childish voice sounded in the crowd.

"That's enough, stop!"

All eyes followed the sound and turned their heads to see a young man in the crowd with a smile on his face, slowly thinking about the slave owner.

Behind him, a red-haired child was helplessly patting his forehead.

"What's your business!"

The slave owner, perhaps angry, spoke with force, and the whip in his hand slapped the girl's body again, and this time, the girl did not cry out again.

Instead, he passed out straight away.

"Okay, this boss, don't fight anymore, if it's broken...... How else am I going to buy this slave?"

Caesar smiled lightly: "Make a price!"

"You're going to buy this pig?"

The slave owner smiled coldly: "Yes, five gold coins! This pig has caused me to lose six gold coins, you give me five gold coins, and take people away immediately!"

"However, I'm going to say ugly things in the front, this pig has stolen things, and if something goes missing, it's none of my business, and I won't accept returns!"

The slave owner said coldly.

Although he didn't know what Caesar's background was, he knew from the clothes of this young man that if he was not rich, he was expensive, and as a slave seller, there was no reason to offend such a person.

Even if he is very angry now, he wants to kill this pig.

But there is no need to get along with money for this pig, if this young man is willing to give money to save her, he can also earn back what he lost, and by the way, he can earn two more gold coins.

After all, it only cost three gold coins to return and compensate before.

"Yes!"

Caesar didn't think about it, he agreed directly, and nodded to Du Wei.

Du Wei took out five gold coins from his pocket and ran to the slave owner, handing over the person with one hand and delivering the goods with the other.

Looking at the five golden gold coins in Du Wei's hand, the slave owner's angry expression also quickly dissipated, and his face was suddenly filled with a look of hello, hello, hello, everyone.

"This gentleman, I have other slaves here, I don't know if you are still interested, the other slaves have been specially trained, and they promise not to do things that are sorry for their masters like this pig, as long as you like to do whatever you want!"

The slave owner looked a bit like a pug, as if he was trying to please his master.