Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 488 Slave Market
After walking for a mile, there was a fork in the road, which turned into the narrow path, which looked like a deserted village road, but after walking for less than half an hour, the scene in front of me was only refreshing and breathtaking.

There are two heavens, one with green mountains and green waters, full of vitality.

The other layer stretches across the desert, stretching as far as the eye can see.

A trail, with a border in the middle, is only a few steps away from the left and right sides. The scenery is completely different. The ability of nature is amazing.
Meng Baiyun's state of mind is a bit more open because of the wonderful scene in front of him.

Bu Dengtian turned his horse's head and walked side by side with her: "How about it, the scenery is not bad."

"Ah."

"Why aren't you curious? Logically speaking, you should be curious."

Meng Baiyun understood his desire to be a little guide, so he followed his wishes, actually with a bit of curiosity.

"Why is the scenery here like this?"

Bu Dengtian used to talk a lot, but now he opened up the chatter box, and said with a bright smile: "I knew you would be curious, but I don't know, people in the Western Regions always say that it was a miracle created by their Allah, because these two Chongtian walked down this road all the way to Loulan, but they may have been created by their Allah, and we don’t have any Allah here. Half of it is deserted."

What he said is more from a scientific point of view, although the word science does not exist in this era.

Meng Baiyun looked at the endless desert. She lived two lifetimes, but this was the first time she saw the desert. When she used to travel, she always went with colleagues from the department. Or she would go with her parents. It is a place with beautiful scenery and Zhonglin Yuxiu in the south of the Yangtze River.

The roughness of the desert gives people a completely different feeling. The golden yellow at the invisible edge, the soft fine sand, and the earthy smell in the air are all novel feelings. If you can get along with Long Ao Hand in hand, stepping on the sun-baked sand, walking slowly and chatting, what a beautiful picture it should be.

Looking back, she clamped the horse's belly with her legs: "Let's go to Huzhou."

Bu Dengtian hurriedly followed, and said: "It's time to go. When the sun comes up, it's hot here. At noon, people can be cooked. There are two wonders in the sky, and there is one more thing. Here, no matter how hot the sand on this side is, the trees on the other side are not impressed, and they still grow lush and green."

"It may be because of the water vapor. I saw a river in the sky on the left."

It was rare that she must have talked a lot, so Bu Dengtian chased after her.

The road was too soft and full of yellow sand. The horse just walked fast and couldn't run, so the two could chat.

In fact, it is basically a step up to the sky.

"What did you go to Huzhou for?"

"Find someone."

"Looking for someone, who is it, is it your husband? I seemed to see you asking people around with a portrait yesterday."

"Ah."

"Oh, did your husband run away from home, or did he go out to do business and hasn't returned for a long time?"

"Not returned."

"Then how did you find Huzhou here? Are you going to visit the slave market?"

Meng Baiyun seemed to be a little interested in this topic: "The slave market."

"Yes, in fact, it is illegal in Beiliang. This kind of population trading does exist reasonably in the Western Regions. The slave market was also built by the Western Regions. The sellers are all Western Regions, and the buyers are also Westerners who live in Huzhou City. Most of them, but the people who are bought and sold are not necessarily from the Western Regions, I have seen a few people from Southern Chu."

"How did the people inside become slaves?"

Bu Dengtian smiled and said: "I don't know about this. My dad didn't let me go to see it, saying that the trading market is not a good place, but I know where it is. If you want to go, I will take you there. It's very convenient." Concealed, no one can find it with no one.”

"Row."

Although the slave market is known to be absolutely impossible, there is always a glimmer of hope and I want to see it.

Bu Dengtian took off a piece: "But if we want to go in, one person has to pretend to be a slave owner, and the other person has to pretend to be a slave, and treat it as a businessman, otherwise it's not easy to go in. In this way, I can't see it." People want to buy, you will be a slave, I will be a slave owner, what if we mix in?"

Meng Baiyun frowned slightly, but still nodded.

Bu Dengtian pointed to another fork in the road ahead: "Take the left side, and the right side leads directly to Loulan. We don't have the exit certificate, so we can't get out. You should go and see the Loulan city wall. It's very magnificent."

"No, go directly to the slave market."

"Row."

When the two came to the slave market, the sun had already climbed high.

Outside the market, there were two lines standing. One line hung a banner with the words “buy” written on it, and the other line had the word “sell” written on it.

The market is surrounded by a huge felt cloth, with only one small door open, and all business is sent through this small door.

On the other side where you bought it, everyone took a red handkerchief, tied it around their wrists, and went in.

On the seller's side, the team moves slower because they have to wear chains.

The slave owner took the slaves to be sold and put on the chains prepared by the market. Once the slaves showed signs of resistance or injury, the market would not accept them, and they would leave without passing through.

And some, followed the slave owners honestly, and some slave owners brought more than one slave to sell. These living people were chained like commodities, while those slave owners were chained. A blue handkerchief, distinguishing it from the buyer.

Meng Baiyun was naturally the one who honestly followed.

Almost the moment she appeared in the market, she was surrounded by crowds.

She frowned slightly, and Bu Dengtian seemed a little embarrassed, and hurriedly pushed away the crowd around her: "Someone bought it, someone else bought it, don't look at it, let it go."

It was so easy to loosen up the people, Meng Baiyun stood in a corner with few people, and began to search the people in the field face by face.

There is no Long Aohan.

Not everywhere.

When I knew that my very small hope was really shattered, I was still very disappointed.

But she was surprised that this human trafficking market was unexpectedly peaceful.

In the imagination, both buyers and sellers are voluntary in this kind of human trading, but after all, the goods are not dead objects, but living people, so they may not be willing, and there must be a lot of crying, screaming and cursing.

But all the scenarios she imagined before did not happen, this place is so harmonious that it looks like a high-end merchandise fair, the people wearing blue handkerchiefs are basically just standing in place with their own slaves, while the people wearing red handkerchiefs are in the field Walking around, like shopping in a store, looking at the goods one by one, and picking them.

Occasionally, some outstanding "goods" will attract a large number of sellers.

After the price was negotiated, the slave was transferred from the blue handkerchief to the red handkerchief. The scene was harmonious and peaceful, but it was inexplicably weird.

Bu Dengtian was standing next to Meng Baiyun all the time, seeing Meng Baiyun staring at one of the pair of slave transactions, he leaned over and whispered: "The man who bought the slaves over there is Loulan's prime minister, a pervert, you see The slave he bought is quite pretty, and he probably bought it back as a sleeping slave."

"Sleeping slave?"

"Well, slaves cannot have identities other than slaves. Some even have the master's brand branded on them if the master wants to, so that they will be slaves of this family for the rest of their lives. It can’t be resold, just like a commodity, you can use it, but you can’t engrave your own name on it, and you can’t resell it if you get tired of using it. Many slaves brought by people here are actually bought by themselves. If you don’t want it, you can resell it, or you can buy it at a bargain, and then sell it at a high price when you choose the opportunity.”

Bu Dengtian's so-called buying low and selling high, isn't it the same nature as modern property speculation, and there are actually "speculators".

See you soon.

Meng Baiyun finally understood why this place looked so weird, because the people here had become commodities, dead things, freaks who would not even fight for their own rights.

Anyway, knowing that Long Aohan was not here, she whispered to Bu Dengtian: "Let's go."

Bu Dengtian shook his head, and pouted his chin towards the front left: "The time has not yet come, and before the time is up, no one can go out, even if the transaction has been completed, they have to wait until the time is over, there is still half an hour , if you are tired, we can go there to sit, there is a rest area, many bought time-consuming, will go there."

"No, just stand."

The place where I stand now is still relatively hidden, so I can hide from some troubles.

This place is really uncomfortable. Human trafficking has become legalized, and the trafficked people are as temperless as cattle.

Not far from the left, there was another pair, a slightly obese woman and a young, tall and strong man.

The woman had a rich face, and was covered with all kinds of gold, silver and jewels. She looked at the man's greedy and ambiguous eyes, and she knew what she was doing when she bought it.

The right side also became a pair.

Meng Baiyun hid behind the pillar beside him.

Seeing her frowning, Bu Dengtian was a little embarrassed: "I shouldn't have brought you here, the time is up soon, bear with me, don't worry, as long as I say no, the other party can't force you to buy it, this place is so harmonious, it is Because there is no forced buying and selling, both buyers and sellers and slaves are voluntary and voluntary transactions can be completed.”

"I'm fine, I'm just not used to it."
"This is a small market, because there are many people from the Western Regions. These people are not used to using slaves, they like to use slaves, so this market is specially opened for them. There is a huge slave trading market in Loulan. The slaves bought back are not the same as here. They only serve people. Some of the slaves there are bought back to play with bulls, tigers and dogs. There is a kind of dog in the Western Regions. It is very big and stands taller than people. Lezi, just buy a slave and go back to fight with the dogs, many slaves were killed to death."

Meng Baiyun felt a little uncomfortable.

"These slaves, why didn't they resist?"
"Resist? Those who resisted were blocked from the door and were not allowed to come in. Those who could come in were all trained and lost their temper. That is, what is it? Oh, appointment, yes, it is the so-called appointment."

"appointment?"

Meng Baiyun never liked this word.

(End of this chapter)