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Murong Shun was so frightened that he remained silent.

He didn't dare to speak anymore, so he could only look towards the high platform again and again. He saw the young lady chatting and laughing with the people around her. She didn't show any sign of cowardice at all, and others even respected her a little.

Soon, the auction began.

The auction was presided over by the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War, one was well-mannered and the other was rude.

"The first prisoner auction in the Tang Dynasty..."

The official from the Ministry of Revenue was speaking when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

This word is written...

What is the first session? Is there a second or third session?

He quickly patted the general beside him and motioned for him to take a look.

"What? That's right!" The general also saw it and didn't think there was anything wrong.

"This..." The official from the Ministry of Revenue leaned close to the general's ear and whispered, "Look, how come this is the first term? Is there going to be a next term?"

"what do you mean!"

The general got angry and shouted, "Do you look down on us? Do you think we can't win the battle?"

"No, that's not what I meant..."

"If we can win the battle, there will definitely be a second and third session!"

Murong Shun and his group who were watching from the side felt terrified.

Not only did they sell the prisoners, they were even planning for the next time!

When we go back, won’t it be us next time?

"Okay." The official from the Ministry of Revenue looked at Murong Shun and others with sympathy.

Then he said, "The first prisoner auction begins now!"

'state! '

He struck the small hammer.

"The first batch to be auctioned is the first batch, which consists of only soldiers, no princes, no generals, and no small leaders. The starting price is 500 strings of cash, and each bid must not be less than 1 string of cash!"

Everyone is already familiar with this auction model. When a woman's estate has important items to auction, this method is used.

"550 strings of cash!" a member of a small family shouted from the rear.

"600 strings!"

"700 strings!"

"750..."

Nowadays in Chang'an, an adult foreign slave is sold at a high price of four or five strings of coins, let alone these soldiers.

The people on the Guannei Road no longer accept people from the Central Plains.

People from the government office would check on the slave shops every now and then, and if they found any slaves from the Central Plains, they would conduct a thorough investigation.

Where did you come from, slave?

what reason?

Who gave it to you?

The government office would not approve of parents selling their children. If possible, the child would be confiscated and the parents would also be punished.

If there are families who really cannot afford to raise children, they can go to the government office.

After the government office verifies the situation, it will report it and then apply for a subsidy for you.

Li Shimin's treasury is now rich.

During the three days of June 18th alone, Liuweizhai gave him a share of more than 100,000 strings of cash.

There was no point in keeping it for himself, and he was reluctant to let his harem waste it, so he used it all to benefit the people, using the name of His Majesty's treasury.

If a boy couldn't tell the origin of the slaves, he would be in big trouble and go to jail.

It's not okay to say it out loud, for example, that you, the slave, are the descendant of a criminal, or that you, the slave, sold yourself.

You have to sign the Ordinance on Treating Slaves from the Central Plains Well. If you violate it, you will be beaten!

The boy felt that slaves from the Central Plains were no longer worthwhile.

As a result, people all over the country rarely interfered in the buying and selling of innocent people, because Chang'an didn't want them, so where would they sell them if they got them?

This also led to the increasing cost of barbarian slaves.

Everyone is still wondering, when will His Majesty send troops next time?

They think that the natives of Western Turkestan, Tibet, Gaochang, Goguryeo, and Japan all seem pretty good...

"1000 strings!"

A small merchant in the back row called out the price.

He cooperated with Nuzhuang in the candy making business. Nuzhuang provided the technology of milk candy, fruit candy, etc., injected capital, and took 50% of the profits.

Even so, he made a lot of money.

He planned to expand and sell the products outside, but he did not have enough manpower.

Sugarcane has not been produced in large quantities yet, and rock sugar is expensive. He spent a lot of money just on buying rock sugar, and he originally wanted to hire people to do the work.

But he calculated that the monthly salary of a Chang'an citizen was about 17 or 18 strings of cash, which was 20 strings of cash a year. If he hired ten people, that would be 200 strings of cash a year.

But he wanted to expand. After the expansion, he would have to hire dozens more people, which would cost him thousands of strings of cash a year. It would be better to buy slaves.

The scene became quiet for a moment.

When the amount was more than a thousand strings of cash, only a few smart people were following suit.

"1010 strings!"

"1050 strings of cash!" Seeing that someone else was willing to bid, the small merchant made the offer without hesitation.

Then the scene became quiet and no one raised the price.

"1050 strings of cash once, 1050 strings of cash twice, 1050 strings of cash ..."

"1100 strings!"

You want to take away 1050 young and strong laborers for 200 strings of cash?

no way!

"1500 strings of cash!" the small merchant said again without hesitation.

Not a loss, 1500 is still too little in his opinion.

This time no one bid higher, and he successfully won the first formation.

The maid handed the indentures of the first team to the small merchant, and also gave him a management manual and a set of ideological and moral books.

"Boss Liao, we suggest you manage your slaves according to the instructions in the booklet." The maid said, then turned and left.

The small businessman glanced through the booklets and immediately decided to go to the female village to buy 200 sets of ideological and moral books.

At that time, his factory will implement the militarized management mentioned in the booklet.

They told everyone to eat well, drink well, sleep well, and learn patriotic ideas. Every month, they had to hold a cultural performance on ideology and morality...

After ten years or so, people with profound ideological awareness were rewarded for escaping slavery.

In this way, these slaves can help him shine for at least thirty years!

Instead of being tortured to death within a few years.

that's nice!

Seeing that his task for the day had been completed, the small businessman happily said goodbye to the bosses around him.

His sugar factory was small, so even if it was expanded, two hundred people would be more than enough... At least, that's what he thought now.

The auction continues.

The second formation was still composed entirely of soldiers, and was sold at a high price of 1700 kan.

As time went by, the women's village and the big family never took any action.

Everyone knows that this is an opportunity for small traders to buy manpower.

Until group 35.

"The next auction is for the 22th formation, which consists of 127 generals, 51 small leaders, and nobles. The starting price is strings of cash."

The scene suddenly became quiet. No one wanted something so complicated.

"1000 strings of cash!" Feng Sanxi raised the sign.

Li Yin sat in the front row calmly.

"Master Li, these are the leaders and are very difficult to discipline!" Lu Da couldn't help but remind him.

"Mr. Lu, it's okay. Zhuangzi can handle these people."

After that, Li Yin turned to the elders of the major families in the first row and said, "Everyone, the next five formations 35-39 are all people with complicated backgrounds. The factories in the village are heavily guarded and are enough to deal with them. Li hopes that all the elders can help."

"Master Li, you are too polite."

Everyone bowed, as they didn't want these people anyway.

In the end, Nuzhuang bought all the prisoners of war with complicated backgrounds for 5000 strings of cash.