Chapter 2042

"This ox cart is more than a few hours slower than a carriage. The red shopkeeper will give us a carriage. I will take it. But we have no coachman. My aunt can't drive a carriage, neither can I

Ah duo Niang nodded again and again. She would not be entangled in what she had done with a carriage?

Their family now has a carriage, and it is good to return it after collecting a carriage, but she is afraid that she will not return it if she collects a house.

"So we're going to buy a rickshaw puller, and we'll have to find another one to work, because I'm too busy."

Ah duo Niang nodded again.

"So Aung..." Shen Qingci stood up and took the bowl to the kitchen.

"Let's go and buy people."

From Shen Qing's words, it seems that ah duo Niang refused.

This is the Tao.

Even if she wants to say no, she may not even be able to convince herself, let alone others.

Another day, Shen Qingci took a moment to go out and buy people.

She knew the place, and she had heard may say that if someone couldn't survive, she would sell children and women there. Of course, there are also some who sell themselves.

If there are rich people in this world, there will be poor people. No matter where they are, such business is indispensable.

Otherwise, where did those servants come from?

When he got there, Shen Qingci knew that the place where Daliang sold people was called a horse farm. He called himself a horse peddler, and regarded people as horses. What's more, people were not as good as horses.

"This girl, do you want to buy a horse?"

A horse peddler took the initiative to meet her. When she was also secretly observing what Shen Qingci was wearing, she came to buy people.

"I want a coachman."

Shen Qingci stopped, "can drive a carriage, also want to buy a little girl, ten to twelve, big don't want."

"Just a moment, please."

Naturally, there were many such people in his hands. Soon after, he pulled out a group of people whose feet were bound by iron rims.

One by one, the clothes he was wearing were broken and thin, and some of them could see a lot of blood stains and sour smell on their bodies, which also made Shen Qingci unbearable.

She stepped back a few steps and was also looking at the row.

There are men, women, old and young.

There are also children of three or four years old, as well as old people. However, these children and old people are the most difficult to sell. Here, they will be humiliated. But if they are sold away, they may die tomorrow because of their body.

These people's lives are not worth money.

Of course, life and death are in the hands of the master.

Shen Qingci knew from the great Liang history that the slaves here were always not considered as adults. The people who bought them were the owner's personal belongings, just like cattle and horses.

You can buy and sell again, and you can beat and scold at will, or even kill them.

It can be said that once a horse, life is a slave.

This is Daliang, which is the most unfair between Daliang aristocrats and civilians.

Her eyes moved up again, and finally fell on the last man, who had always held his chest tall. He just stood there with parallel vision, which may also be the sight of Shen Qingci. He raised his face and looked at Shen Qingci. His eyes were not half brilliant, just like a pool of stagnant water.

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