Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 710

After all the female relatives stood up, a government servant pushed out one of the white-haired old women to stand in front of the onlookers.

At this time, a civil official holding a red vermilion pen in his right hand and a notebook in his left hand walked slowly to the side of the old woman, glanced at the onlookers, and said, "Qin Yueshi, fifty Wen, does anyone want to buy it?"

In fact, this auction is not a formal auction that Gongliang saw in his previous life, but should be called "calling, shouting, drinking."

Like all auctions, this form of bidding puts the worst items first, lest no one wants to pass the auction and fall into their own hands.

The white-haired old woman looks about seventy, but in fact she is only in her fifties. She just lives a hard life, and God unfairly engraved endless vicissitudes on her body.

An old woman like her is generally not bought by anyone, because one more person in the family means one more ration.People buy it back to share the burden of the family, not to buy an ancestor to serve at home-not to mention the indifference of the human heart, it is just the helplessness of the world.

Occasionally, there are kind-hearted people who sympathize with people like the old woman and buy them.

After all, there is not much money, and although old women like the old woman are old, they can still do some mending and sweeping.

Speaking of which, there are still many kind-hearted people in this world, but sometimes we don't meet them.

Fortunately, the white-haired old woman met.

A strong man emerged from the crowd, ran to the back to pay, then came to pick up the old woman, and left the noisy place.

The hawking continues.

"Lin's, seventy words."

"Gong Tong's one hundred characters."

"The Great Mother's 120 essays."

"Lao's 150 essays."

"Shen Tu's two hundred essays."

"Yu's 230 essays."

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All the female relatives were called to sell one by one, and if some wanted it, they would be asked to bid, and the price would be higher.Gong Liang looked around and found that there were no men among the family members who peddled, no matter whether they were adult men or underage boys.After inquiring, I learned that men are prohibited from buying and selling.

According to the laws of Daxia, men who are not registered as slaves and whose height is above the wheel will be dispatched to mines, forest farms, and wilderness to mine, log, open up wasteland and farm.

If there is no accident, he will continue to work until he dies.

Boys who are below the wheel and above the calf will be sent to the frontier to do low labor, and when they grow up, they will be sent to death camps, and those who survive all battles can leave the camp and leave.It's a pity that this kind of thing has not happened since the founding of Da Xia.

Babies below the calf, who are still ignorant, or who are still in their infancy, are sent to dentists to be sold to barren couples.

But no matter where it is sold, this ignorant or swaddling baby will be recorded.If you are a slave for a while, you will be a slave for life. Unless Daxia perishes, there will be no chance to make progress.

Don't say that the law is ruthless and cruel, that's how it is in this world where the jungle preys on the jungle.

"Shang Mou's ten taels of silver."

"Fifth Clan 15 taels of silver."

"Dang's 20 taels."

"Shashi 25 taels."

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The more the selling went to the end, the higher the price was, and the female family members became more and more slim and beautiful. There were many people bidding, and the price rose steadily.

Finally, it was the turn of the three sisters that Gong Liang saw just now, and the yamen servant stepped forward and grabbed the youngest girl by the collar, and pulled her out.But the little girl cried and hugged her two older sisters tightly, and would not let go.

"Sister Yu'er won't leave, Yu'er won't leave."

"Yuer"

"Yuer"

The three sisters hugged each other and wept bitterly. Tears blurred their eyes, wet their faces, and soaked through their thin clothes.

The yamen servant is not a hard-hearted person, so he let go of his hand unconsciously, turned his head to look at the official, "this"

Before the clerk could speak, someone in the crowd said: "My lord, it's better to sell the three sisters together. Firstly, it will save trouble, and secondly, it will fulfill the righteousness of the sisters."

Civil officials don't care about this, it's better to sell together, so as not to waste his saliva.

"Then let's go together, Yan Shi Sanshu, 100 taels."

Speaking of which, the Yan family sisters are outstanding in their appearance, delicate and lovely, they are rare beauties.

But here, at this moment, the more beautiful the person, the worse the end will be.

"150 taels." Just as the clerk finished speaking, a man with a fat head and big ears who looked like a rich landlord shouted loudly.

A thin middle-aged man next to him snorted disdainfully, and shouted, "200 taels."

"250 taels."

"300 taels."

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"800 taels."

The price of the Yan family's three sisters kept rising, reaching 800 taels in a blink of an eye.The people who were still discussing how to collect the money just now looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they had asked many people to collect the money together, it was only 100 taels.But the clerks paid 100 taels as soon as they opened their mouths, which meant that they lost their chances when they opened their mouths.

When everyone heard that someone paid 800 taels for three girls, they couldn't help turning their heads to see who it was, who was so proud?

As soon as he turned his head, he saw an obese man sitting on a sedan chair carried by eight burly men, gnawing some fruit while looking at the three sisters of the Yan family, with greed in his eyes.

"Marquis of Linjiang!"

"I heard that Yushi Zhongcheng once visited the Marquis of Linjiang, saying that he was arrogant and extravagant. His food and clothes were like those of Chengyu, and he was a treasurer of Fangfang, and filled his family; For four weeks, Shu and his party indulged in alcohol. This is a disaster for the three sisters of the Yan family, if it falls into his hands, I am afraid that they will not be able to survive."

"No."

"I heard that he takes pleasure in torturing his daughters. He doesn't know how many lives he killed in a year, and he is not afraid of being punished by God."

"Shut up, be careful not to be heard by him."

Linjiang Hou didn't care what other people said, he waved his hand when he saw no one raised the price.A middle-aged Confucian man with a goatee came forward, separated the crowd, and was about to pay for the people.

"1000 taels."

Suddenly, there was a soft drink.

Everyone turned their heads when they heard the words, and saw a woman with white powder covering her face and painted lips very coquettishly, sitting on a sedan chair built by four strong men, holding a round fan and shaking it in the gentle breeze.On both sides of her, on the left and right stood a charming maidservant, a strong old woman, and a guard.

Under the shaking of her round fan, a strong fragrance floated around, making people sneeze uncontrollably.

Mi Gu seemed to have smelled it too, his face was twisted into a ball, he wrinkled his nose and said to Papa in a nonchalant manner: "Papa, it stinks."

Seeing her, Marquis Linjiang frowned slightly and said, "Hu Meizi, you are here to harm innocent girls again."

The woman held up a round fan to cover her beautiful red lips, she giggled and said: "Yo, look at what you said, Master Hou, how can the slave family harm others casually. It's better to enter my Wanhua Building than go to Master Hou's mansion to die!"

Lin Jianghou's face was cold, and he looked at her with fierce eyes, like a man-eating beast.

The women looked at each other unwillingly.

In the two pairs of eyes, there seemed to be sparks splashing, and thunder and lightning flickered.

For a moment, Linjiang Hou seemed to be worried about something, and waved his hands dullly, and the eight sedan chairs immediately turned around and left.

(End of this chapter)