After having the script, Yuan Dai successfully accumulated her first fund.
Including the banknotes sent to her by her father, she now has almost two to three hundred thousand silver dollars in hand.
She first went to buy a yard, and then planned to visit the slave market.
Because there are occasional wars in several countries, there will always be refugees and captives. These people will become prisoners and be sold at extremely low prices.
Slaves have no freedom in life, and their status is lower than that of maids and servants. Most people buy them back or abuse or humiliate them. Simply doing coolies is considered a good ending.
Yuan Dai planned to buy some helpers, so she disguised herself as a bearded middle-aged man and went to the slave market.
The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade.
After all, she was alone. If a young and beautiful woman went to the slave market alone, she would be captured before she could buy someone.
Before she has the ability to protect herself, exposing her beauty and money will only bring disaster to her.
Half an hour later, in the slave market, a black figure was moving around.
Although she was mentally prepared, Yuan Dai was extremely shocked when she actually saw this situation.
People were locked in cages and sold like chickens and ducks. The surrounding environment was filthy. Many people had wounds of various sizes on their bodies. Their eyes were cloudy, as if they had lost hope of survival.
Yuan Dai felt uncomfortable watching this.
God gave her a heart of compassion for all living beings, but did not give her the ability to save all living beings.
At this moment, a noise suddenly came from not far away, "I let you run! I let you run!"
Yuan Dai raised her eyes and looked over, only to see a middle-aged man holding a long and thick whip and hitting the slave on the side.
The slave was only in his twenties, and the clothes on his body were mixed with blood and dirt. Every time the whip was applied, the skin and flesh were torn. But despite this, the man kept his mouth tightly closed and did not utter a word for mercy.
Seeing the scene in front of them, the people around him, instead of showing sympathy and fear, started to cheer excitedly.
"Beat him to death! Beat him to death!"
"How dare you run away! You must be taught a lesson!"
The other slaves in the cage lowered their heads one after another, not daring to take a look, for fear that it would be their turn next.
Anyone who has been whipped knows how painful it is. There are hidden thorns on the whip. When the whip is struck, the barbs pick up the flesh and blood, and it hurts right to the bones.
The middle-aged man was also a little surprised. He couldn't tell that this little slave looked thin and tender, but he was very tough. With so many whips, even a strong man would kneel down and beg for mercy, but he didn't say a word.
But so what? What they want is a slave, not an arrogant person. If he had begged for mercy earlier, he would have been beaten less.
But now.
Ah.
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, raised his whip high, and was about to hit it hard, when suddenly a voice sounded, "Stop!"
The middle-aged man looked over and saw a bearded man wearing a black cloak.
"What does this man do for you?"
Yuan Dai lowered her voice and said, "I want to buy him."
The middle-aged man glanced at the scarred man, then at Yuan Dai, and suddenly showed a look of understanding.
This slave has nothing but a good face, and it is this face that attracts many customers to buy him.
But who knew that this man was a tough guy. Every time he was bought back, he would run away and hurt the owner, causing him not only to make no money, but also to lose a lot of money.
This time he originally planned to give him a good beating until he surrendered, and if that didn't work, he would just beat him to death and throw him in a mass grave.
But now that someone is willing to buy him, the middle-aged man put down the whip in his hand and said cheerfully: "If you want to buy him, of course we are willing to buy him, but...it's just a matter of treating diseases."
He had to make this clear first, before he died at home and then be held accountable.
Yuan Dai suppressed the anger in her heart and said, "I am responsible for myself."
"This slave always runs away... We won't accept returns later."
"Can."
The middle-aged man suddenly beamed with joy, "Since you are so generous, I won't be coy and just take away the one hundred silver dollars!"
Yuan Dai paid the money readily and hired several people to help take the man back to her yard.
The middle-aged man made money and was very enthusiastic about Yuan Dai. Before leaving, he even gave Yuan Dai a small bottle. Yuan Dai was puzzled.
The middle-aged man smiled with a vulgar look on his face and leaned into her ear and said: "This slave is very strong. I was afraid of hurting you, so I used this medicine... Hehe..."
Yuan Dai knew in her heart that this middle-aged man probably thought that she was attracted to the other person's face, and it was probably not just once or twice that the other person encountered such a thing.
Yuan Dai sighed, feeling even more pity in her heart, but she accepted the bottle with a blank expression on her face, and said coldly: "I know."
The man beside him was lying on the ground, curling up his trembling body. After hearing the conversation between Yuan Dai and the middle-aged man, his blue eyes trembled and closed slightly, hiding the disgust in his eyes.
He knew that for him, this time was no different from the countless times before.
It's just going from one hell to another hell.
These people were interested in his skin, and this time...he didn't know if he would be able to escape...
Yuan Dai got into the carriage with the man. Looking at the scarred man, she asked in a low voice: "What's your name?"
The man ignored her and lay in the carriage like a dead body.
He would definitely not be able to compromise and compromise.
It's better to let him die.
The man kept his spirits up along the way, but he was injured in many places. Before he reached the yard, he couldn't hold on and passed out.
When the man opened his eyes again, a bitter medicinal fragrance reached the tip of his nose. There was a soft bed under him and dry clothes on his body. It was different from the dirty and stench in the past. All of this made him a little dazed.
But soon the man came back to his senses. This was just a disguised way for these "nobles" to give small alms to lowly slaves to make them grateful, just to train him better.
That’s all.
The disgust and self-disdain in the man's eyes were even worse. He tried to turn around slightly, but he accidentally pulled the wound on his body and let out a muffled groan.
Hearing the groan, Yuan Dai stood up and walked towards the man with a surprised voice, "Are you awake?"