I'm an Aristocrat, but I've Started a Farming System

Sir, I...I... Karis looked at me for a long time without saying a word.

He gasped for air. He didn't even dare to take a few more breaths in the caravan just now because he was afraid of showing his cowardice.

Linn smiled and patted him on the shoulder, How are you? How do you feel?

It's so exciting! Karis exclaimed sincerely.

Only he could understand that feeling. Facing the other party's inquiries, inspections of potions, and bids one after another, his heart was beating violently.

Every price is a challenge for him.

Karis knew that the potion was expensive, but he didn't expect that the other party would offer one gold coin. Although he had seen many gold coins, but now that he was selling the potion on behalf of the Lord, if the price was low, he would be disrespectful of the Lord's trust.

Fortunately, he remembered what Linn said firmly in his mind.

Remain silent, don't be afraid, look into the other person's eyes, imagine they are a cow, and wait until the other person's mood changes significantly before agreeing.

I don’t know why, but this sentence seemed to have magic power. In the final transaction, Karis won.

Four gold coins, these are four gold coins. Karis was afraid of being heard by others, so he could only suppress his excitement.

Linn smiled. Karis really has a talent for doing business. It seems that he can officially establish a caravan in the future.

Yeah, not bad. Lin En was relatively calm.

Karis admired him very much. As expected of the lord he was loyal to, he was so calm in the face of such things. On the contrary, he, the old butler, was a little too happy.

Thinking of this, Karis tried his best to calm down.

Lin En noticed his emotional changes and said, Don't suppress it. Just laugh out loud when you are happy.

Hahahaha! Karis looked up to the sky and laughed.

Lynn: .

People around: .

Sheep Town Serf Market.

Inside a circle of fence, there were many serfs huddled, including men and women, old and young, half-clothed, skinny and skinny. Their expressions were numb, their eyes were dull, and they had no emotion towards the onlookers of others.

Maybe it’s because I’m used to it!

Lynn and Karis stood outside the fence. One of their purposes in coming to Sheep Town this time was to buy serfs.

These serfs all have slave status and comply with the rules of the transaction. As long as they spend money, they can buy everything from the other party. As for any problems after the sale, it is none of the seller's business.

There were not many people watching. The sale of serfs was not uncommon. It happened everywhere. For ordinary civilians, they did not have enough money to buy. As for the rich free people, they already had servants at home. These serfs looked down upon them at all.

Generally speaking, the only people who buy serfs in large quantities are nobles. They have enough money and need serfs to work.

Linn looked at the serfs inside the fence. These people were waiting to be bought and sold. Before they were bought, they would live here. Whether they were eating, drinking, or peeing, they had no concept of filth, and their bodies were covered with filth.

The eyes of the vast majority of serfs are full of numbness, ignorance, and dullness. Only a few young serfs still have light in their eyes. However, if their lives do not change, this light will gradually dissipate and become Just like their parents.

After asking, Karis came back and said, Sir, there are a total of sixty-two serfs here, including twenty-three adult male serfs and fifteen adult female serfs. How many serfs do we want to buy?

Lin En was a little surprised, It's just a small town, but there are so many serfs?

Karis replied, This is still a small number. In some larger towns, the number of serfs is even hundreds or more, and these are the surviving serfs. After a winter, too many serfs died.

He has said before that the cold winter is the death season for serfs. Without food and warm items, they will only starve to death and freeze to death. The nobles do not care about the life and death of serfs at all. There are plenty of them anyway.

Select healthy, non-disabled adult serfs, including men and women, and buy them all, and buy ten children and elderly people respectively, Linn said.

Karis was puzzled, Sir, you can buy adult serfs, but why buy old people and children, especially these elderly people, who have no strength to work and can easily die of illness.

Children represent that there is still plasticity, while the elderly represent rich experience.

Karis still didn't understand, but the adults said so, so he didn't say anything more.

Watching Karis go to negotiate the price with the serf seller, Linn looked at the serfs inside the fence and sighed softly.

Sometimes, it is just a simple and damaged fence, but it divides people into two different levels. This is the case in this world and it is the same in any world.

Karis is right. When most nobles buy serfs, they will choose adult serfs, which have higher use value. As for children and the elderly, they cannot do much work and can easily die from exhaustion. Buying them is a waste of money.

But Linn held a different view. Children were the most malleable stage, and their minds could be easily changed. After all, when he bought serfs, he didn't want to simply use them as cattle and horses.

As for the elderly, they are the most numb, but they have experience. It depends on how to make full use of it.

Karis came back and said: Sir, I talked with them. Because we purchased a large number of serfs at one time, they gave us a certain discount. Originally, the adult male serfs who were disease-free were fifteen to twenty-five silver coins. Serfs with certain abilities are more expensive, but the highest price is twenty-five silver coins. Five of these serfs have mastered the skills of brewing, weaving, carpentry, sheep herding, and dyeing. The price remains unchanged at twenty-five silver coins.

The rest of the serfs are a little cheaper, and the purchase prices for children and the elderly are particularly low. The other party wants us to buy more of these two serfs, but I refuse. They don't want them, so why don't they give them away for free? They want us to spend money. Buy it, I'd rather think about it.

The second half of the sentence is purely Karis's rant.

Okay, just buy it like this. By the way, if there is a family among the serfs you buy, then buy the rest of the family along with it. Lin En nodded.

Karis went over to trade, and after a while, he saw the seller opening the fence, roughly pulling the serf up, and shouting, You lowly serfs, there is a master who is willing to spend money to buy them, why don't you come out quickly.

The serfs became excited. They no longer wanted to stay in this place and wanted to leave one by one.

However, only the serfs named by the seller are eligible to go out, and the rest can only stay here.

After a while, all the purchased serfs were pulled out.

A fence divided the serfs into two types. The serfs inside the fence looked at the serfs outside the fence with envy, while the serfs outside the fence looked into the distance.