Song Yihuan walked out of the gambling house and really took Uncle Tao around him.

The gambling house is located in a good area in the north of the city, and there are dragon and thunder dart boards, tooth shops, various shops, and a slave market on the same street.

Diagonally opposite the gambling house is a street of Hualou, but at this time it is daytime, this street is very cold, but at night it is very lively, and there are many nobles who come here.

Song Yihuan glanced at the cold street, turned around and walked back, and did not stop when he walked past the gambling house, but continued to move forward.

Soon I saw the Dragon Thunder Dart Bureau, the huge dart game door was open, and the sound of the dart master practicing martial arts could be heard.

Song Yihuan paused for a moment and continued to walk, along the way she attracted the attention of the people around her.

Uncle Tao followed all the way, and the worry on his face became more and more serious.

Song Yihuan ignored the scrutiny of these people, and she walked through many shops, all of which were all miscellaneous businesses.

Further on, there is a lively slave market.

Even though there was still some distance from the front, Song Yihuan and Uncle Tao still heard the noisy and lively sound there, accompanied by occasional painful wails.

"Miss, let's go back, it's not safe here." Uncle Tao proposed.

Song Yihuan stopped where she was, and she saw the people on the floor of the slave market from a distance, where there were occasional scolding and filthy swearing.

She only stood there and hesitated for a moment, then raised her feet and continued on her way.

"Uncle Tao, I haven't seen what the slave market is like, let's go over and see if we don't cause trouble."

Seeing that she insisted on going, Uncle Tao could only hurry up.

The master and servant soon arrived at the slave market, which was not crowded, but was by no means spacious.

There were all kinds of slaves here, men, women and children, and even some who were clearly not from the Central Plains.

Their hair color ranges from dull yellow, brown, and dark red, and these people are men and women, and even have different colors of pupils in their eyes.

What amazed Song Yihuan the most was the woman who was unclothed, tied up, and kneeling on the ground in this cold winter season.

They have no dignity, their heads bowed deeply, and whenever an interested employer comes forward, they are pulled by their hair so that people can see their true faces.

Song Yihuan's face was no longer as relaxed as before, and there was an impenetrable light in the depths of her eyes.

"You only let us see a disfigured face, and you are still wearing such thick clothes, how do we know if she is worth the price!"

"That's it, get those in the way, let's see how we are!"

"Lao Liu, you are not interesting today, what kind of high-quality goods, you are still holding on to it, isn't it just a disfigured girl, and she sells a hundred taels of silver, isn't this girl inlaid with gold? Hey hey ......"

"Maybe it's really true, if so, a hundred taels is worth it!"

Those obscene voices spread from the booth next door to the ears of Song Yihuan and Uncle Tao.

Uncle Tao is a middle-aged man, and his face turned pale when he heard it.

On the other hand, Song Yihuan looked indifferent, and his face did not change at all.

She even boldly walked towards the stall next door, but Uncle Tao couldn't pull it.

He hurried to follow, his unbearable voice becoming clearer and clearer.

"Lao Liu, let's see if this disfigured girl is really inlaid with gold."

"Hurry up...... If that's the case, I'll buy her for a hundred taels. ”。

Lao Liu of the stall was urged by everyone, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.