The disease of the dirty is well understood.

The thorns on the face refer to the prisoner's sinful body.

Such a person has things on his back, it is difficult to control, and if he can't do it, he will secretly use the knife; When the thieves recruit new people, they like such ruthless people the most, after all, they have a common language, and they can get urine in a pot, but Qin Zhen is doing serious business.

It's not appropriate to carry things on your back.

You must know that this world is no better than Qin Zhen's hometown.

Petty theft and petty fights don't need to go to prison at all, and it is okay to be found by the victim and beaten up, or twisted to the official office to be beaten a few boards. Only those who have committed the most heinous crimes and committed adultery will be imprisoned and tattooed on their faces.

Most of such people will be beheaded by the autumn queen.

There are also those who do not die for their sins to be released and become slaves.

"Understood, understood! Do you want to wait in the teahouse next to you first? When I'm done picking someone, I'll lead them over to choose for you? "The knife face licked his face, usually those big families come to pick one or two house slaves, and they also pick and choose, but now this young man will ask for a hundred people as soon as he comes, this is big business! This group of people will have to serve everything.

Qin Zhen thought for a moment and asked, "Can I pick someone myself?" ”

"Yes, yes...... It's just that those slaves have a lowly status and don't know the rules, so they are afraid of accidentally bumping into Qin Ye. Knife Face was a little worried.

"It doesn't matter." Qin Zhen said lightly: "Lead the way." ”

The cramped alley zigzagged forward, and as far as the eye could see, a foul smell mixed with the smell of decay rose in the shadows, and the people hiding in the darkness curled up, not even daring to look up.

They describe withered trees, and they are like fish.

"How can there be so many people?" Qin Zhen frowned slightly.

This was the first time he had come to the so-called bitter kiln, and it was also the first time he had faced the most essential darkness of this world.

It's a world where people eat people.

It is a world full of scorched earth and people living in poverty.

"Drought for many years is also a bandit, and there are many natural people." The knife face sneered, as if to say a very ordinary thing: "In the past few years, there have been wars in the north and west, and many homeless people have been displaced, and those who have escaped have either gone up the mountains and fallen into the grass and have their heads cut off by the government; Either flee all the way and die on the road. ”

"They're lucky."

"Lucky?" Qin Zhen muttered to himself.

I don't know if I'm asking the knife face, or if I'm asking myself.

"At least it's alive, isn't it?"

The knife face spat thick phlegm and splashed it on the feet of a slave, who only raised his head numbly, and lowered it numbly, staring at a shallow puddle in front of him in a daze.

"How do these people sell?" Qin Zhen asked slowly.

"A man is five taels of silver, and a woman is a tael; Boys are cheaper, only 100 Wen, and I also have girls here, but it is more expensive, at least this amount. Scar said and held out a fist.

This means that a girl has to sell for ten taels.

"A bigger fish can sell for a few taels of silver! Is this man not as expensive as a fish? Li Han couldn't understand.

"Hey, you don't know that! There is no shortage of people in the homes of those dignitaries, but the swimming fish in this sea are rare! As the saying goes, scarcity is expensive, and this person is not as good as a fish in many cases. Knife Face squinted in response.

Qin Zhen didn't have much money with him on this trip, and after a rough calculation, the silver in his hand was full of several hundred taels, and in addition to the funds used for store decoration and publicity, he could only use a little more than three hundred taels at present.

It's not that Qin Zhen doesn't want to bring more money.

It's because the silver thing has weight and has to be pulled by a car.

Bring too much, piercing the eyes! It's going to be remembered!

"Raise your faces and let Qin Ye take a look!" The knife face shouted, beating gongs and drums, and the piercing noise made these insensitive slaves slowly raise their heads: "Today can be regarded as your luck, Qin Ye wants a group of people to be buddies, don't blame me for not giving you a chance, Qin Ye is a rare good person!" ”

In the dark alleys, many people raised their heads.

It's like Qin Zhen going to the pet store, those cats and dogs who stand up and look forward to themselves, praying to be taken home.

But......

They're human!

A pair of immature little hands suddenly grabbed Qin Zhen's trouser legs, it was a dirty child, about eight or nine years old, thin and thin, at the age when he should be spoiled in the arms of his parents, but at this moment he was leaning against these slaves, and there was a dazzling word "prisoner" engraved on his dirty face.

"Let you look up, don't pull it!" The knife face slapped the child in the face heavily, knocking the child to the ground, and the knife face scolded angrily with a gloomy face: "Don't touch Lao Tzu's guests with your dirty hands!" delayed Lao Tzu's business and slaughtered you all for wine! ”

The child trembled and shrank back, but his eyes were still looking at Qin Zhen.

In an instant, Qin Zhen didn't dare to look at the child's gaze.

At this time, another group of buyers walked over.

The leader is a rich man with a fat head and big ears.

"Yo, Master Chen! What is the wind that is blowing you here today? Knife Face was very pleasantly surprised.

The old fat man known as "Chen Ye" did not speak, and it was a tall and thin housekeeper who spoke.

"Dao Laosan, the spittoon that my master bought before is broken, you can help my master pick a good one again."

As he was talking, Chen Ye's eyes narrowed and he saw the child.

"That's a good kid, that's it!"

"Master Chen, that kid has words engraved on his face." Knife Face hesitated.

"I like to play like this, these little bad embryos have an evil energy in them, and they are the most interesting to ravage." Chen Ye showed a sickly smile on his face, dragged his fat body, and staggered towards the child.

He grabbed the child's hair mercilessly and pulled it up.

The child struggled in pain, and another younger girl rushed out of the slave herd and pounded Chen Ye's thigh.

"Let go of my sister!" The little girl's voice was childish and full of tears.

"Yo! I didn't expect it to be a pair of chick flowers! Instead of disgusted with the filthy aura on the child's body, Chen Ye showed an extremely distorted demeanor: "Very good! That's all! Butler, give the money! ”

The thin executive immediately took out two money bags and threw them on the ground.

Chen Ye grabbed the two children with one hand and dragged them outside.

"Master Chen, you're good to go! I'll come back next time! Knife face licked a disgusting laugh.

The child's desperate cries were particularly noisy in the numb silence of the slaves around him.

Suddenly.

A pair of hands pushed Chen Ye away, rescued the two children, and protected them behind him.

Qin Zhen's slightly childish face was especially cold in the shadows.

"I'm sorry, these two kids, I've picked them up."