These big cannibals stayed in this market for a few days in total. They bought enough cashmere in a very short time at a price higher than others.

Unlike those merchants who originally traded with cloth and copper coins, these big cannibals brought mostly gold, silver and spices.

Their spices are very popular in Chang'an City. There is no market in this prairie market. So when these people trade with others these days, they mostly use gold and silver.

When they left, the sick Kunlun slave also walked with him. He watched him stagger behind the team, and didn't know how long he could last.

In the past few days, Zhao Chen also contacted those big food merchants and asked something about the sick Kunlun slave. As a result, the other party's attitude was very tough. They said that although the Kunlun slave was sick, he was originally the most high-quality slave in the team. Not only was he strong, but he was also very loyal. He also had good computing power. He could help a lot after buying it, etc.

Businessmen like Zhao Chen and others, what else can they not understand when they encounter this situation? The other party obviously saw that they had sympathy for the sick Kunlun slave, so they were going to kill them.

Those turtle grandsons would rather let the slave die than sell him cheaply, and Zhao Chen would not be a sucker, so the matter ended up like this.

These big cannibals headed south along the official road, leaving Chengzhou, Shengzhou and Yinzhou, and finally crossed the Yellow River in Suizhou, crossed Mengmen Pass, arrived in Shizhou, crossed Dinghu County, and headed to Lishi County.

These people had heard about Luo Sanlang from Lishi County making a rubber-soled leather boot long before they went to the market in Chengzhou. They heard that His Majesty the Emperor attached great importance to this matter and had sent people to take care of the Dutch tree resources in the Qinling Mountains. These big food merchants smelled business opportunities from this matter.

When they arrived at Xipo Village, it was almost the end of the year, and the sick Kunlun slave was so sick that he could no longer stand up. Fortunately, there were two slaves who were walking with him willing to help him and drag him halfway.

"What's wrong with this person?" When these people came over, Luo Yong happened to teach people at the Xu family's guesthouse.

"This is a runaway slave." When those big food merchants treated Luo Yong, their attitude was better than Zhao Chen and others. After all, Luo Yong was a person who had been rewarded by His Majesty the Emperor. Even in the eyes of foreigners, his status was somewhat different from that of ordinary people.

So this time they did not try to promote this slave, but directly told Luo Yong the facts. After all, if a person with identity buys this problematic slave from them, it is very likely to cause trouble for their future business operations.

"Let's ask a doctor to take a look first." Luo Yong said.

"I'll show him." In the hall, a man in his forties in black robe also spoke at this time.

Luo Yong knew that this person was from an official family in Chang'an City. His father and brother were both in the court. Although he had not taken office, his knowledge was not bad and he was quite familiar with medical theory.

Luo Yong asked the Xu family to open a small room alone, and then settled the Kunlun slave. The medicine he spent was bought by the husband from Chang'an, who came to Lishi County.

Kunlun slaves were also quite good at physical fitness. After being sick for so long, they were all troubled by the wind and snow. They even managed to hold on with one breath and a good physical foundation. After a few doses of medicine, they would not have any serious problems. However, they still had no strength on the body and could only lie on the kang all day long.

Those big cannibals wanted to buy rubber-soled leather boots for Luo, but Luo was unwilling to sell them.

"I know how many people with status and status have I rejected before you? I refused to sell them before, so how can I sell them to you now?" If Luo Yong agreed to sell boots to these big food merchants at this time, needless to say, he would definitely offend those who came to buy boots before.

"They came early before, and you probably haven't produced enough boots here yet." These people were smart and immediately helped Luo Yong think of a reason.

"Not everyone will give you a chance to explain." Luo Yong smiled. In other words, even if there is a reason, he doesn't need to take this risk.

"Does Saburo have the goods you want?" Since you can't buy it, then barter it. As long as you have what the other party wants, the deal will have a chance to succeed.

"Not." Luo Yong smiled and said, "But if you keep those three Kunlun slaves for me, I'm willing to exchange them with three pairs of boots."

One of the three Kunlun slaves mentioned by Luo Yong is the sick Kunlun slave. I heard that the person has good computing power.

The other two are also affectionate and righteous. From Chengzhou to Lishi County, Shizhou, in the snowy weather in the cold winter, the road was so difficult, but they still insisted on not giving up their sick companions.

"You actually want to exchange three pairs of boots for three slaves?" The spoken merchant Dashi seemed to hear the funnyest joke in the world: "Do you know how much a Kunlun slave is worth?"

"Then do you know how much my boots cost?" Luo Yong didn't like these big food merchants. This had nothing to do with the race and ethnicity, but only with their profession. He had no good expression on Chen Qi and those people before: "If you don't know, you can go to Chang'an City to inquire first."

Later, these big food merchants bargained with Luo Yong, but Luo Yong refused to give in at all.

In the eyes of these big food merchants, the young man in front of him was not as kind and generous as the merchants they met on the business road before. He was like an unreasonable old antique, a stinky stone. No wonder someone gave him the nickname "Coffin Board"!

However, no matter how dissatisfied they were in their hearts, the deal finally reached a deal at such a ridiculous price, because at this moment, the rareness of a pair of rubber-soled leather boots was far more rare than that of a Kunlun slave.

In the end, these big food merchants left with three pairs of rubber-soled leather boots. The three Kunlun slaves were kept and became slaves of the Luo family.

However, Luo Yong told them that as long as they pay off the money for the boots, they could leave the Luo family at any time.

The development of things exceeded the expectations of these Kunlun slaves. When the two tall and strong black men heard the news, they looked at a loss. Although they didn't want to be slaves, if they were not here, where could they go? Go back? There were many people dead on the way so far. This was still the case where the big food merchants led the team and provided food. If they were walking by themselves, they would probably not even recognize the way.

Only the person lying on the bed, his bright black eyes shining brightly.

This Kunlun slave is somewhat different from the other two. He knows the value of freedom.

"If you don't want to leave, you can continue to work here. You can stay as long as you need to stay. In this village, as long as you don't cause trouble, others will respect you. I can guarantee this."

With Luo Yong's influence, it is not difficult to do this. As long as he has such a requirement, those people will not deny his face too much even if they do not agree with it. After all, this is not a big deal and it will not harm their own interests.

After comforting the two uneasy big guys, he looked at the one lying on the bed. Luo Yong didn't say anything more and got up and left their room.

Now these three people have moved to the yard near the Luo family to live, and are neighbors with Feng Pijiang, who is making boots.

After leaving the yard, when he was blown by the oncoming cold wind, Luo Yong felt that his spirit was unprecedentedly clear.

In fact, he was also confused before. In this era, there were population transactions everywhere, and there were also money for buying people. He even felt that the price was quite cheap, and the people who bought were always more at ease than the people who hired, because their contracts for selling were in their own hands and they would never dare to betray them easily.

Yes, for Luo Yong, what he was most worried about was betrayal.

There is a huge secret in him, which is also a treasure that can make the whole world crazy knowledge. Luo used his own strength to be too weak, gathered around him, absolutely loyal to him, and too few people can be sent by him.

For this reason, Luo Yong actually wanted a group of loyal and reliable slaves, but he had been restraining it, so there were always some contradictions and a little unstable.

But such a sway has become a thing of the past. When he saw these Kunlun slaves and once again deeply realized how evil the slave trade was, he knew that he should never encourage this evil force. With his money and power, he made this evil vortex grow bigger and bigger, and completely involved more people who should have lived freely into the dark abyss.

Another day, after Luo Yong taught arithmetic class to someone at the Xu family's guest house, several of the students asked Luo Yong about those Kunlun slaves.

They also heard that Luo Yong asked the Kunlun slaves to work in the cement workshop to earn money, and said that as long as the three pairs of boots were paid back, they would be free. They also said that the maid in his family also treated the same way. As long as she had done a few years of work in the Luo family, whenever she met her own marriage, the Luo family would send her to marry.

In the eyes of them, Luo Sanlang's actions seemed a bit pretentious. I won't mention the maid's matter. Those Kunlun slaves bought all of them. Just use them. Why do you have to do this? It seems that you are deliberately trying to show your differences from others.

After Luo Yong briefly told them some of his thoughts, the few people expressed their incomprehension: "Why should Sanlang care about it? It has been a matter of selling himself since ancient times. If those people were not so poor that they could not even afford to eat, how could they sell themselves?"

"I think you are all people who care about the people," Luo Yong said.

"Nature." But what does this concern for the people have to do with those Kunlun slaves?
Chapter completed!