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  The prettier the female slave, the better price she can be sold for. As for male slaves, as long as they are not sick and have all four limbs intact, the price difference is generally not very large, unless it's someone who can reach Zhao Yi Lou's level of handsomeness. Therefore, Song Chu Yi was more particular about buying and selling female slaves, especially pretty ones.

  That side was chaotic, but Song Chuyi roughly understood that it seemed to be a man with a lewd appearance bringing the girl to sell, while the woman disagreed.

  Ji Bian walked over with big strides and cupped his hands in respect, saying "Sir, the woman said that if we're buying, we should buy her too."

  Song Chu frowned and said, "Tell her that we are willing to exchange one piece of satin for the girl, but if she brings the woman along, we will only be willing to exchange half a piece of cloth."

  "Sir, what kind of logic is this?" Ji Bian was bewildered. One person could exchange for a whole piece of satin, but two people could only exchange for half a piece of cloth? Had they made a mistake?

  "We're in the business of human trafficking, not doing good deeds! That woman is around 40 years old, has a broken left foot, pale yellow complexion and white lips, clearly ill for a long time, taking her on will surely result in losses." Song Chuyi said.

  Ji Bian was about to leave when Song Chu called out again, "What I just said, you know the drill. When explaining prices to outsiders, just say that the girls we take in are fed white rice and wear silk clothes. We don't need useless women, so if she wants to follow us, of course, we'll have to charge her."

  In today's world, buying and selling people is just a normal transaction. This is an era of passion, but also an era of ruthlessness. Song Chu has never had any extra kindness in his heart because there are too many people in this world who need sympathy, and undeserved kindness is weakness. Weak people can't even protect themselves, what qualifications do they have to sympathize with others?

  Besides, looking at the girl's situation, she will be sold sooner or later. Song Chuyi can take a bit of responsibility and find a good buyer for her, which might not be a bad thing for her either.

  Ji Bian walked over and relayed Song Chuyi's words once.

  The noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and it was unheard of that slaves could eat white rice!

  It can also be worn with satin!

  "Buy my child! Buy my child!" A woman hastily pulled her child over for Ji Bian to see, "My child's legs and feet are all good."

  "Buy me, brave warrior, I'm thirteen this year..."

  "My daughter is a girl, our family's is a girl, raising her will definitely make her clever and agile, don't you think?"

  White rice and satin, simply defeated everyone's rationality, even the woman who worried about her daughter slowly let go.

  How many people are wandering and struggling to make ends meet? How many people dare not hope for a day when they can touch even a small piece of silk? For these people, being able to have such a life is already an unimaginable beautiful dream.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, a general carefully observed all the people in the crowd and finally chose three half-grown children, one was that girl, and the other two were boys.

  "Prepare hot water, wash all three of them clean, and give them new clothes. Give the girl silk clothes."

  Song Chu gave an order.

  "Hi." Ji Bian went down to arrange for setting up a stove and boiling water, cooking rice.

  Song Chuai wrapped herself in a large cloak and got out of the carriage with her sword. The cold wind outside was like a knife, causing her to shiver and shrink her neck.

  "Surprised?" Song Chuoyi walked to the side of the nose feather standing against the wind.

  "Hmm, I thought there wouldn't be any business." The mist spouting from his mouth and nose was instantly blown away by the strong wind.

  "It's actually during the harsh winter that business is booming, many ordinary people are struggling to cope with the cold due to lack of warm clothing, their willpower has already been weakened, even without tempting conditions, they would still be swayed."

  "In winter, human trafficking is most common, and that's also why I chose human trafficking." Song said.

  Indeed, many merchants were engaged in slave trading at that time. This caravan of Song Qi was not easy to attract attention.

  Ji Yu turned his head in surprise and looked at Song Chu Yi "Sir, are you proficient in business?"

  "It's nothing, I just roughly understand." Song Chu said. In fact, she also had a private heart when choosing to trade in human mouths, and it was just an opportunity to take advantage of this trip to Qin State to seek some wealth for herself.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, there was a saying that "staying here for one more day can only buy people in such a small city, and it is impossible to buy people in big cities. It's probably only possible to trade in batches."

  The common people in the big cities live a slightly better life, and they have also seen some of the world, so they generally will not sell themselves into slavery. After arriving at the big city, it is not possible to buy people like this in a scattered manner. However, there are very large slave markets where all the slaves that have been bought can be taken to be sold, or a large number can be bought and taken to other cities to be sold.

  "If things go on like this, it's hard to estimate how long our food will last," said Jiyu Dao.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one of them said, "As long as we can hold on for six or seven days, I won't let anyone down, don't worry."

  Ji Xue Xinxiang, you finally have some conscience. He has also understood a thing or two about Song Chu'er's bad habits over this period of time. Picking up beauties, picking up children, picking up wolf cubs, and picking up strong men, from the moment they met to now, in just one short month, she has already picked up so many people, he really fears that she won't stop picking people up along the way.

  "It is said that the Qin state now has no land for its people to cultivate?" Song Chu asked.

  "I have never seen it with my own eyes, I don't know," said Ji Yu Dao.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, a general with a white blade had his hair disheveled and muttered to himself "So it seems there's still going to be a huge expense"

  A sentence that made no sense left Ji Yu bewildered. He hadn't thought of it at the time, but Song Chuyi originally still wanted to grab a piece of land in Qin Guo.

  Song Chuanyi was also clear that the laws and regulations of Qin State were perfect, not to mention getting it for free, even if you paid money, you had to go to the government office to register. These are not a problem, the problem is that she doesn't have enough money to buy land. Ji Feng led three and a half big kids over to see Song Chuanyi, they were washed clean, wore new clothes, looked refreshed, although their small faces were somewhat dry and yellow, but their spirits were much better.

  The girl was indeed born with a pretty face, curved eyebrows and apricot kernel eyes, small but full lips. The girl saw satin for the first time and didn't think she would wear it on herself. The feeling of smooth skin contact made her hands and feet not know where to put them, looking quite awkward.

  Song Chu Yi looked at her and smiled slightly, "What's your name?"

  The girl's eyes darted around, her head bowed in confusion, and she replied softly, "Wú yā."

  "The vessel for people's food and drink, so as to bring peace to the people. A good name." At first, Song didn't know if it was this "Zu" character or not, but from the woman's concern for her, she privately thought that this should be its name.

  "Open your mouth and let me take a look." Song Chu said.

  The little girl opened her small mouth, and Song Chu looked at her for a moment before turning to Ji Bian and saying, "Take her to Zi Chao, provide her with daily salt rations, and teach her how to be neat."

  "Hey." Ji Bian responded with a single word, then pulled her shoulder towards the carriage where Zi Chao and Zi Ya were seated.

  "Mother!" After walking a few steps, Sheng Yu suddenly stopped in her tracks, staring fixedly at an old tree in the distance.