Law of the Devil

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(third more today)

Chapter 175 [Strange Slavery]

After a while, Sandy accompanied Dewey around the square for a few rounds, and finally took Dewey under the high ground in the northwest corner with her best recommendation.

“This is one of the best slave fields in the business here.” Sandy had a very small head, struggled to talk to Dewey with his feet in the crowd. Though Dewey was not too old, his descent from the Rollins' Wuhun family made him thin, but not too small.

“The business is the best, the boss behind it is the strongest, they always get the best slaves, and if you see, they have a great table. ”

“What's the difference?” Dewey was curious.

“Of course not!” Sandy tried to explain: “Their table is right here, most of the day is right in front of the sun, the light is the best, and when people watch the selection below, the sun shines directly on the slaves, the best view, and because of the sun, the slaves look, even if they are skinny, they seem a lot more spiritual! Whoever owns this place has rules. You see this house, right at the entrance to the square, where everyone who comes in to buy slaves can see their home first. The one across the street, though big, is the opposite direction, always in the shade of the sun, and people can always see them when they go out... you think, people are ready to go out after buying them, and then you see them, business is naturally a little short. ”

At this time, on a very large platform, a guy dressed like a clown dressed in green and green was drinking something loud. Don't look at this guy thin and dressed strangely, but the voice was not small, holding a whip with one hand, a group of slaves standing behind the table, one with a wooden face, only dozens of people tied with a rope, obviously some “acquaintance slaves”.

“Ladies and gentlemen, take a look! These are useful guys! Look at this head, look at this muscle! Buy it back as hard work, just give them a little something to eat and work like a passionate animal! And everyone is a strong workforce and will have basic agricultural work!! They have less guts than rabbits and more strength than cows! Buy back slaves like this, three people at a time! ”

Saying, this clown-like guy ran to a slave next to him. The slave was tall and had a big skeleton. Although he was thinner, he still looked sturdy. Faced with this slave who was two heads taller than himself, the clown slapped him like an animal, slapped him with a thump, and pulled his lips open: "Look! There's nothing wrong with that! Look at this mouth! Look at his eyes again! Three silver coins! Three silver coins will give you an honest slave who will do the dirtiest and worst work for you! They can eat anything, and you can feed them by throwing in a little porridge made of wheat peel every day! ”

Dewey and Jolyn talked about it. They did need a few people in the workshop behind the store. They were about to ask Jolyn to pay the price, but Sandy quietly pulled Dewey's sleeve and said something quietly:

“Wait a minute. ”

More than a dozen slaves were soon bought at the expense of a few foreign merchants who paid for them and sent someone to take them to the back.

Dewey glanced at Sandy in confusion, and Sandy hid behind Dewey and lowered her voice: “I can't do these things! The one in front is nice, but didn't you notice that the two in the back don't even seem to be able to stand, and the other one is standing with his shoulders slightly twisted to the left, I'm sure the guy has legs and legs. Wait a minute, there's definitely good stuff back there. ”

Indeed, the next second batch is much stronger than the previous batch.

Sandy didn't dare tell Dewey publicly because he was still hanging out in the street, and if those slave traders saw him, they'd be in trouble, just hiding behind Dewey's back and talking quietly. At last, when the fourth group came out, Sandy watched for a while and whispered, “Okay. ”

The fourth group of slaves, all dark-skinned Native Yankees, were physically and physically strong. But what was surprising to Dewey was that three of the ten slaves on the table were almost skinny old men. Though some of them are strong, the three old guys can't do much work at first glance.

Such a group of slaves stepped out, and the people below looked somewhat reluctant to pay the price. Strong slaves are nice, but those old guys... do you want to buy them back and waste food?

When Dewey glanced at Sandy, Sandy sighed and whispered: "Honorable Young Master, listen to me. You can buy this batch. These indigenous peoples of the South Ocean are very powerful, and one can take two other slaves for their young and strong work! Especially the three old ones, although they don't seem to be able to do anything, but their role is unexpected! ”

“What?”

“I have heard that these Native Americans, with particular respect for the elderly, in the tribes of the South, are often very high status, and may even be elders or elders or something! All the other young people have to obey the orders of these old men and have special respect. And the indigenous people of the Southern Ocean, they especially like to escape. But you bought this back, so long as there are these old ones... you can't run away from them because they're all so old. But with them, those young slaves wouldn't run away because they were going to stay with the old guys to take care of them. These old guys bought it back and couldn't afford much food to feed them, but the slaves would do what they were told, so they wouldn't run away. Overall, it was a good price. ”

Dewey's eyes lit up and he got a little curious about the kid... he was really smart and at a young age, he had secretly figured out so many tricks.

“But... why are they shackled?” Dewey asked, "What's with the shackles, when the ropes are slaves and the cages are slaves? ”

“This...” Sandy grabbed the scalp and said: “Generally speaking, it's just that it's very familiar, but even if it's a slave, as long as it's not in a cage, it means it's not vicious, it's honest, and there's no record of trying to escape, so it's easier to tame. And, to be honest, these slaves are better than the acquaintances... You know, no one who buys slaves back will give them good food, good taste, long time, stronger slaves, much weaker body, original strength, so tortured for a year or two down, no good body. And these guys are slaves, but they look honest, they don't have cages, they're strong, and slaves are always much stronger than slaves. ”

Dewey nodded and gave Jolyn a look, and Jolyn said yes to the price.

“Thirty silver coins.” Jolyn's crisp female voice is also very different in the noise around her. There were a lot of people looking at this beautiful young woman in the crowd, and when she called out the price, she immediately attracted a lot of attention.

As soon as the slave trader heard the price, he shouted: "Oh! Thirty silver coins! This beautiful, honorable lady is very knowledgeable! Look, 30 silver coins! Ladies and gentlemen, these slaves are good! Thirty silver coins is a very fair price... anyone else willing to pay higher? ”

“Thirty-five silver coins.” There was a voice in the crowd that sounded a little dull.

Dewey couldn't help but smile and look at Sandy: "Looks like someone's looking at you the same way. ”

Sandy smiled with some embarrassment: "My lord, you're joking. My insights are heard, and there are a lot of people coming here every day, and there are a lot of people who know the goods. Don't look at the many people who yelled before, most of them are fat sheep from outside, foolish and unaware of the situation. ”

Looking at Dewey nodded at herself, Jolyn got the master's cue and shouted: “Forty silver coins. ”

“Forty-five.” That dull voice in the crowd steadily continued to raise prices.

By this time, a lot of people around to watch the buzz had moved away, and Dewey had finally seen the look of the person who had raised the price with himself.

A middle-aged man in a pale purple robe, looking a little obese, but sturdy, with a two-handed moustache on his mouth and three or five strong young men standing beside him, dressed as servants, surrounded by this middle-aged fat man, blocked the surroundings just right. Although the crowd was crowded, the fat man stood relaxed, with a slight grip on his face, slowly shouting out the price and looking at Lauryn.

“Fifty silver coins.” Ruolin spoke faintly.

“...” the fat man frowned, with a slight dissatisfaction in his eyes. After looking at Jolyn, he seemed to laugh coldly: “Sixty silver coins, that's all. ”

Sandy looked at the fat man and suddenly his face changed. He looked at Jolyn and said, "Stop yelling.” (To be continued, please log on to WWW.QIDIAN.COM for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)