Yipin Tang

Chapter 155
When Wang Xiang woke up, it was already late, and his head was swollen and painful. He forced himself to get up, ate something, and then went back to sleep. He felt better the next day.

Yesterday, I didn't go to the Xianlou to inquire about the shop because of the bank's affairs, and I should go to see it today.

People in ancient times didn't need to be busy all year round like later generations. They usually had leisure after the autumn harvest. Wang Xiang planned to open the theater as soon as possible.

The shop next to Dengxianlou was originally a cloth shop. Maybe it was poorly managed or the competition was too strong. After all, there were no less than five or six cloth shops on this street. In short, the owner of the cloth shop planned to sell the shop.

It was not meal time when we arrived at the Xianlou, so there were not many guests. Seeing Wang Xiang coming, Degui hurried forward to greet him.

Wang Xiang waved his hands and said, "Has the shop been sold yet?"

Degui nodded and said, "It's sold, all three shops in the cloth shop have been sold, because other people have also taken a fancy to those three shops, so the money spent is much more than expected."

Wang Xiang said indifferently: "Money doesn't matter, the store under the market is the most important."

After all, the shop of the cloth shop is next to Dengxian Tower, which is the best location on this street, so it is not unusual for other people to look at the shop of the cloth shop. Wang Xiang doesn't care if he spends a little more money. little money.

"Since the shop is under the market, find someone to renovate it as soon as possible, and renovate according to the drawings I gave you."

The drawings Wang Xiang gave to Degui were drawn according to the shape of the stepped theater in later generations, so that the audience in the back row can also see the performance in the front stage.

Degui smiled and said: "Young master, don't worry, our wages are high, we have already found people, and we can start working tomorrow."

"Well, how's the other thing going?"

The theater can't just rely on Ningxiang and the others to run the theater. There will be a lot of actors needed at that time, so Wang Xiang asked Degui to find some suitable people.

Hearing this, Degui wondered: "Young master, I don't understand the requirements you mentioned, how about I take you to the dentist's place to have a look, and you can choose it yourself..."

I really can’t understand Wang Xiang’s requirements for being noble and noble. Let’s take his appearance as an example. Wang Xiang’s requirement is to have personality. If he is handsome and noble, he can understand it. is completely incomprehensible.

Degui refers to human teeth. To put it bluntly, they are human traffickers. Because of the low productivity in ancient times, many people were poorly clothed and hungry, and had no ability to support their children. Therefore, human teeth were very common in ancient times. Profession.

Of course, there are not only these children in Renyazi...

Following Degui to Yajia, he found out that there is still such a place in Chang'an, where most of the people in Chang'an gathered. Seeing Wang Xiang coming, they came forward to receive them enthusiastically. These people were very well informed, so naturally The person who recognized him was Wang Zixin, Marquis of Jiayuan. The news that he offered Ningxiang a ransom for Ningxiang had spread throughout Chang'an. Everyone knew that he was a rich man who was willing to spend money.

Wang Xiang didn't have a good impression of these people, but he didn't particularly hate them. Unlike the human traffickers of later generations, most of the human traffickers in later generations abducted other people's children, and the children in these people's hands were sold and sold by ordinary people who could not feed their children. Among them, besides these children, there are also many special people in Ren Yazi's hands, such as those Kunlun slaves who are two full heads taller than Wang Xiang and have dark bodies, and those Silla maidservants with enchanting figures and seductive eyes like silk.

It was the first time I came to such a place, and seeing these poor people being sold as goods, Wang Xiang realized that the prosperous Tang Dynasty was still a hierarchical feudal society after all, and there was always a lot of darkness in invisible places.

He can't change these darkness. Although he is favored by Li Er now, he understands that it is because nothing he has done has harmed Li Er's interests, or in other words, everything he has done is beneficial to Li Er.

He has compassion and sympathy, but it is limited to this, he is just a small person after all.

Renyazi will not let the people in his hands starve to death, but it will not make them full, so almost all the children Wang Xiang saw were sallow and thin, with dull and confused expressions on their faces, because they themselves do not know the future what will happen.

Kunlun slaves and Silla maidservants are in much better condition than those children, because they are the ones who make the most money. An ordinary child is only worth two or three pennies, and a good-looking one is only five or six pennies. A Kunlun slave needs at least a hundred guan. No one would be willing to buy a weak Kunlun slave or a haggard Silla maid.

The Kunlun slaves are as strong as a bull, and they seem to be able to blow these human teeth away with a single punch, but the whip in Ren Yazi's hand is whipped on them. They dare not even dodge, let alone resist. Human Yazi often uses this to show off The Kunlun slaves here are docile.

Whether it is the Kunlun slaves who are as strong as cattle and the docile temperament, or the enchanting and capable maidservants of Silla, they have always been welcomed by the rich and nobles. Something to save face.

Listening to Ren Yazi's introduction, Wang Xiang remained silent all the time, and at the end he just asked indifferently: "What are the prices for these children, what are the prices for Kunlun slaves and Silla maids?"

When Ren Yazi heard Wang Xiang's direct asking price, he immediately smiled, rolled his eyes and said, "A boy costs eight pennies a penny, a girl five pennies a penny, and Kunlun slaves...you see, each of my Kunlun slaves is as strong as a cow. What's more, they have a gentle temperament, and it doesn't matter how they beat or scold them."

Seeing that Ren Yazi wanted to beat the Kunlun slaves again with the whip in his hand, Wang Xiang snorted coldly: "Okay, just tell the price."

"Hey..." Seeing Wang Xiang's impatient face, Ren Yazi put down his whip and smiled apologetically, "Kunlun slaves cost 150 pennies each, Silla maidservants...Look at their appearance, buy one hundred pennies and keep them for you..."

"Why don't you go grab it!" Degui couldn't help but angrily said: "The best Kunlun slaves are only about a hundred guan, and there are Silla maids, you can buy [-] guan!"

Ren Yazi was not angry when he was scolded by Degui, and said with a smile: "That's not what I said, the Kunlun slaves and Xinluo maidservants here are the best. Luo Maid is not easy to deal with, so the price will naturally go up a bit."

"You are not going up a little bit!"

Degui saw that these people had recognized his young master, so he wanted to make more money, and he suddenly felt relieved. He was about to continue arguing, but he heard Wang Xiang say calmly: "Calculate how much money is in total. I want all the people here." gone."

Hearing this, everyone present was stunned, and one of them asked uncertainly: "You mean that everyone here wants to go?"

No wonder they were so shocked. There are more than a dozen people here. There are more than 30 Kunlun slaves alone, and there are more than 50 Silla maidservants. There are more than 300 children with yellow and emaciated faces. Not even the biggest deal ever.

"Why, you don't want to sell?"

"Sell! Sell!" Ren Yazi reacted and nodded excitedly.

"Master..."

What else did Degui want to say? Wang Xiang raised his hand and said calmly: "Everyone buys it and sends it to the village." After speaking, he turned and left.

After Wang Xiang left, those excited people rubbed their hands and surrounded them: "Treasurer Wang..."

(End of this chapter)