our family is gone

Chapter 141 "Cargo"

Tiffany only felt that the whole space seemed to be shrouded in despair. The quietness here gave her more pressure than the noise just now, which aggravated her difficulty in breathing and turned into panting.

Lance didn't have any influence. He glanced at the slaves. They were basically ordinary people, and they were also the biggest consumables.

"You just choose the guest, tell me who you like."

"How many are there?"

"More than 200."

"I want a hundred healthy slaves, how much can you give me at this price?"

Big business!
The slave owner immediately became interested when he heard this, and after thinking about it for a while, he gave a number.

"Two gold coins per person."

"Do you think I'm a fool for saying this price?"

"These are selected high-quality slaves, and they usually cost three gold coins..."

"You also said it was in the past. You know better than me what the market is now." Lance's attitude was indifferent. He knew the impact this industry was facing from the slave catchers.

Slave owners are also suffering. Originally, the demand for this industry should be quite strong. Brothels, arenas, farms, and workshops are all big consumers, and different people can sell for different money.

But now many refugees fill the greatest need for one bite, and no one would have thought that they would be the hardest hit industries.

During this period of time, the business was bleak and no one cared about it, but those slaves needed money to eat and drink, and the more money they accumulated in their hands, the more money they would consume.

"The cost price is one gold coin, nothing less..."

"You'd better keep it for yourself." Lance seemed to have exhausted his last bit of patience, and turned his head away before he finished speaking.

"Hey! Don't go." Seeing this, the slave owner hurriedly called people to stop, and finally came a big client (big wronged species), how could he let him go.

"Nineteen silver coins, I will lose money..."

"Eighteen... I will send you five children."

"Seventeen... I'll give you another girl."

"Just tell me, how much can you accept?"

The slave owner was also in a hurry, so he stopped Lance directly.

"fifteen."

"Hiss~" The slave owner gasped as if frightened by the number, "You cut me directly on the neck!"

"I want fifty more." Lance stretched out five fingers.

"That's a good cut! It's a deal!"

The slave owner immediately changed his face when he heard this, reached out and grabbed Lance's hand and shook it, for fear that he would regret it.

Although the slave owner acted so funny, he was actually very rational, and his gesture just now was somewhat of an act.

Now the disaster is still spreading, and there is no possibility of subsiding within a year or two. Now the only valuable slaves are beautiful women and strong warriors.

These ordinary people are worthless at all, and this is not the money they will lose if they want to support them. While there are still people who want to make a quick move, they will lose as much as they can, and stop the loss in time to avoid losing their hands.

Lance didn't say anything. It's equivalent to one hundred gold coins for one hundred and fifty labor. You must know that these are free of wages. It only takes two or three months to recover this price, and the rest of the time is nothing.

There are too many industries in his territory that need to be developed. As long as the people do not exceed the carrying range of food, money is only money if it is spent to replace resources.

"This is a deposit, and I will take him away in three days."

Lance took out a bag and shook it in front of him. The sound of gold coins colliding inside made the slave owner smile after a long absence.

But just when the slave owner wanted to reach out to take it, Lance slowly withdrew his hand, "What if I take so many slaves out of the city and get stopped?"

"Don't worry, no one dares to stop this business." Hearing this, the slave owner just laughed and joked: "If you need me, I can even let the city defense army escort you out of the city."

"It's best~" Lance understood something when he heard this, and threw the money bag over.

Tiffany was a little surprised by the meaningless conversation between the two. They were just talking nonsense. Lance knew that these people had dirty backgrounds, and he was worried that they would get into trouble. will make trouble.

As for moving out of the city defense army, it was more for the slave owner to prove his strength to Lance.

"Keep watching."

Lance was not in a hurry to leave, but continued to walk around under the leadership of the slave owner.

There are three floors in the prison, the first floor is full of ordinary goods, and on the second floor Lance finally sees the narrow ventilation window, although it is sealed by the iron fence, it is still difficult to block the sunlight from outside.

And beneath these lights are more expensive "goods," women and children.

If Tiffany hadn't reacted below, she would know something was wrong when she saw these slaves.

After all, where do you criminals and captives come from so many women and children?It doesn't look like a barbarian!

"What's the price for these people?"

"I'm not talking nonsense, three gold coins for women, one for children."

"It's too expensive." Lance lost interest after hearing the price, and these children can't be directly converted into labor.

The slave owner didn't force it, but raised his hand, "The five children and one female guest you promised to give away just now can choose whatever you want here."

Lance didn't react too much, he paced among the cells, his eyes swept over the trembling goods, as if he was picking.

A few women, realizing this is an opportunity to get away, present themselves to Lance, hoping to be chosen.

But on the contrary, it aroused his resentment. He needs honest people.

Just as he was passing by a cell, the woman knelt down on the ground and tried her best to lift up a baby wrapped in rags and begged him for help.

"My lord, do me a favor and take the child away."

Lance paused when he heard the crying, and frowned at the obviously newborn baby.

Slave catchers don't catch babies. It looks like they should be pregnant women who were caught and born in prison.

In this era, the mortality rate is very exaggerated, not to mention the environment here, so it is no wonder that this mother would rather be separated from her child than send it away.

But she should know that if a newborn baby is separated from its mother and handed over to a stranger, there is a high probability that it will die.

The difference is just dying here and dying outside.

But she had no choice but to leave the hope of life to her children, even if it was just a fantasy.

Seeing this situation, Tiffany couldn't help feeling pity, and couldn't help but look at Lance, planning to buy it with her own money.

"It's just the two of them." Lance's indifferent expression didn't change, but he directly replaced the woman and the baby with two places.

"Thank you! Thank you for the guest, I will definitely repay the kindness of the guest like a cow."

The woman didn't expect that she would be selected, and immediately cried and thanked her.

(End of this chapter)