The prince is very cruel

The next day.

Guan Ning had breakfast with Qin Yao and the others, then went out for a walk, bought a lot of food and daily necessities, and then parted ways at a crossroads.

"Husband, come home early after you finish your work."

"to make."

"Where are you going today?" Guan Ning frowned and smiled evilly.

Cao Zi Yan blushed instantly and got into the carriage.

Lou Xinyue, who was standing by, rolled her eyes at him. "Just because you've recovered, you're acting recklessly?"

Guan Ning said: "Haha, we have to treat everyone equally. If I go to your place, I have to go to Zi Yan's place."

"Besides, your home is so lonely. Wouldn't it be a good thing to have a few children sooner rather than later?"

Lou Xinyue was suddenly speechless.

She is not a woman who likes to compete for favor, but she also feels strange and doubts herself, why has it been so long and there is still no movement in her belly.

If this gets out, the neighbors will gossip about it, and on this point, she also feels a little unworthy of being called a woman of the Guan family.

Wait for a while and ask Bai Xiaosheng, she thought to herself.

"kindness?"

"What are you thinking about?" Guan Ning waved his hand in front of her.

"No, nothing." Lou Xinyue came back to her senses and resumed her cold appearance. In order to avoid attracting too much attention, she even covered herself with a white veil.

It’s enough to imagine how many people would turn their heads to look at her when she walks on the street on a normal day.

"Then let's go to the Human City!"

"Recruit thirty people first!"

Lou Xinyue nodded and naturally took Guan Ning's arm.

Although the golden boy and the jade girl were low-key, they still attracted the attention of many people.

The market is bustling with people, and the sounds of hawking are heard one after another.

"Come on, come on, take a look!"

"A strong young man of twenty years old, who eats little and works a lot, is only selling for eight taels!" an old man shouted.

Curses immediately erupted from the sidelines: "How dare you sell a sick slave for eight taels!"

"Here I am, a serious, strong young man who can do the work of three people!"

"What did you say, Fan Laosi, do you want to die?"

"Speak more clearly!"

"Fuck you!"

boom!

The scene immediately turned into a fight, and this was not an isolated case. The entire city was almost like this. It was very chaotic, and people often fought to the point of bleeding in order to compete for business.

What Guan Ning and Lou Xinyue were paying attention to were not these despicable people, but the slaves whose hands and feet were tied and had straws stuck around their necks.

Their eyes were numb, they were depressed, they were dressed in rags, waiting to be sold, and a piece of straw behind their heads represented one or two taels of silver.

Most of them were forced to do so because they had no food to eat and were forced to sell themselves to the homes of some local gentry. Or someone in their family had committed a crime and their three clans were implicated and demoted to slavery for life.

Guan Ning didn't feel good about it. After all, he traveled from the future, and he felt that the order of these feudal dynasties was somewhat unreasonable.

But this is the era that Guan Ning cannot save. Unless...

At this moment, he suddenly stopped and his eyes fell on an uninvited corner of the street. A middle-aged man in shabby clothes was kneeling there. He had a very burly figure, far from the skinny bodies of other slaves.

Logically speaking, such slaves would be in great demand, but no one cared about him.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that he was holding a wooden sign offering to sell himself for a hundred taels!

Guan Ning was slightly surprised. This price was astronomical. No one would spend a hundred taels to buy a servant.

"Let's go and take a look." He showed interest.

As she got closer, Lou Xinyue's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, as if she understood why Guan Ning came over. This man was 1.8 meters tall and weighed 200 kilograms, but he didn't look fat at all, but rather burly.

With thick eyebrows, big eyes and bulging temples, he is one of the best strong men. If you look closely, you will see his hands are covered with calluses. He is probably strong enough to carry a clock!

Sensing someone approaching, the down-and-out man raised his head slightly. Seeing a well-dressed and elegant young couple, he immediately forced a smile: "Master, Madam."