Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

The old man was wearing tattered coarse cloth clothes, and the cloth shoes on his feet had been worn out to the point that all ten toes were exposed, looking almost like worn-out slippers.

There was not a pound of flesh on his body, and tattered clothes hung on his body, like a piece of cloth draped over a skeleton.

The village chief had a hunched back and immediately knelt down to kowtow when he came over. Zhou Hean hurriedly asked Zhang Wu to help him up.

Song Pan'er looked at him silently for a moment, then spoke softly, "Your village wants to sell itself?"

The village chief's face flushed red, and after a long while he nodded timidly, "Yes, to answer the young lady, we must sell ourselves."

Song Pan'er hummed, "Are you willing even if it means a death contract?"

The village chief nodded again, "As long as I can have a bite to eat, I am willing to die."

Life in the village was hard! Even before fleeing the famine, they were hungry every other day. On the way here, most of the people in the village died, leaving only these worthless people like them still alive.

"How many people are left in your village now?" Song Pan'er held Haha tightly, who wanted to run around, and asked another question.

The village chief heard the signs and said, "To answer the young lady, there are only 52 people left in our village now."

After a pause, he began to promote the village with his few remaining words. "Most of them are strong laborers. They can go to the fields to work if you buy them. We will definitely not lose out if you buy them, young lady."

Song Pan'er nodded, "How much silver do you want?"

With fifty-two people, we should be able to open a soap workshop.

The village chief's face lit up with joy, but he tried hard to suppress it, "Five taels of silver per person, no, two taels of silver per person will do!"

Song Pan'er couldn't help but let out a soft "tsk". In this world, human life is worthless!

She counted out 260 taels of silver from her small bag and turned to look at Zhou Hean. "Master Zhou, please help me prepare the deed."

Zhou He'an nodded and waved to a yamen runner beside him. The yamen runner was carrying a bundle on his back. When he opened the bundle, a thick stack of indentures was revealed.

He found a death contract and handed it to Song Pan'er with both hands.

After Song Pan'er whispered her thanks, she asked the village chief to go back and press his fingerprints accompanied by Zhang Wu.

Then she asked about the Niwa Village, and Zhou Hean called a yamen runner to invite the village chief of Niwa Village over.

The conditions in Niwa Village were pretty good before the crossing, so not many people were lost in the famine escape. There were still 196 people left in the village, and half of them could do masonry work.

They asked for a slightly higher price, three taels per person.

Seeing that they looked pale and thin, Song Pan'er did not lower the price and asked them to press their fingerprints as well.

She gave each of these people five taels of silver. She felt it was worth it to use the extra two or three taels of silver in exchange for their peace of mind and loyalty.

When returning, Zhou Hean also sent Zhang Wu to escort her. Song Pan'er went into the city alone, but when she returned to Wubao, she was followed by more than 200 refugees.

Hehe flew back to Wubao first to report the news. After receiving the note written by Song Paner, Song Dahe and his wife immediately took action and took people to clean up the empty workshop to provide accommodation for these newly arrived refugees.

Hearing the commotion nearby, Qi Hengyu curiously went out to take a look, "I heard that the young lady bought a lot of refugees and is going to live in the workshop next door."

Qi Lanxuan exclaimed, "Huh?" "Will that have any impact on us?"

The blacksmith's workshop is full of secrets! What if someone finds out? Will there be trouble?

Qi Chengfeng calmly assembled the crossbow in his hand and rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Do you think my reputation is undeserved?"