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Chapter three hundred and seventeen sold as a slave

Zhang Nan walked into the corner and looked at the man sitting in the corner curiously. The man obviously knew that someone was looking at him, but he still held his head and said nothing. Zhang Nan did not disturb the man holding his head and pondered, but instead looked at the wooden board in front of the man.

The words written on the wooden board are also very straightforward. "Sell yourself as a slave." The simple four words make the future life of this man who holds his head and doesn't say anything. If someone really comes to buy this man and then adds a slave to him, then this man will probably not be able to turn over for the rest of his life.

Zhang Nan was not a good man, but looking at the powerful and powerful words on the wooden board, although the man held his head, Zhang Nan could clearly see that this man was tall and not an ordinary farmer.

"This brother," Zhang Nan asked.

“…”

"Brother?" Zhang Nan continued to ask.

“…”

"If you want to sell yourself as a slave, you can't sell it like this." Zhang Nan saw that the man ignored him, so he said mercilessly.

As it turns out, if you want to make someone who doesn't want to talk to you, you have to start from the other party's most interested in. After hearing Zhang Nan's words, the man raised his head with a strange look on his face.

When Zhang Nan saw that the man was finally willing to talk to him, he said, "You think, who buys slaves alone, in other words, you are only one person. Even if you have great skills, who will buy them?" Zhang Nan said.

In fact, what Zhang Nan said is true. In the Tang Dynasty, the bigger the officials, the more slaves there were in the family.

The number of slaves becomes a symbol of the amount of property. Therefore, among the princes, nobles, prominent officials, and wealthy families, there are many slaves and servants, who think that they are rich, seeking their prosperity, and competing for extravagance and wealth.

For example, Guo Ziyi, a famous official in the Tang Dynasty, recorded in history that "his family members are three thousand, and those who come and go do not know their residence." Guo Ziyi had eight sons, seven daughters, dozens of grandchildren, and several wives and concubines. The "family members" mentioned here are mainly the slaves and servants in his family.

The emperor also often gave officials slaves, such as Emperor Gaozu of Tang Li Yuan, once, gave Wu Zetian's father 300 slaves. In the family of Wei Gonggan, there were as many as 400 female slaves alone.

Therefore, even in the slave market, it is a large-scale transaction, with at least a dozen to twenty people. The transaction must be collected from the guarantor, establish a market coupon, and declare the certificates, and there must be five guarantors to verify and prove that the identity of the slaves and servants who are being bought and sold is true. The slave himself must sign and seal the market coupon, which is "not false".

Just buy one person alone, and the time spent can't even make a paycheck.

"Besides, you just squat in the corner, and someone can see you, there is a ghost. Look at those slave traders, who do not pounce on them when they see people, and who will be idle and wander around the slave market?" Zhang Nan continued.

After hearing Zhang Nan's words, the man looked at Zhang Nan strangely. Zhang Nan quickly understood the meaning in the man's eyes.

"It just so happens that I am the exception, so tell me about your affairs, maybe I will take you away." Zhang Nan said truthfully, although Zhang Nan was not used to saying to a big and thick man that I would take you away.

Although the man was surprised by the unknown person in front of him, he had to admit that the man in front of him was right, so the man spoke and said in a heavy Guanzhong dialect: "You are so good, just buy the um. You can eat it if you suffer any pain. You will ask you to give um five min of money. Even if you make um, you will immediately be angry, and you won't even frown."

(You are so good, so buy me. I can eat any kind of hardship. As long as you give me five jin of money, you will let me die immediately. I won’t even frown.)

Although the man speaks Guanzhong dialect, Zhang Nan doesn't sound difficult to understand, and even has a little bit of intimacy, because Zhang Nan is a real Shaanxi native.

"Five-silo money? Do you know what the concept of five-silo money is?" Zhang Nan looked at the black question mark. Although Zhang Nan is now a good person, five-silo money is a huge sum of money for such a commoner.

After hearing this, the man continued to lower his head and said, "Uh, I know that the five-spin money may be a bit too much, but I really need five-spin money. Master, as long as you give the five-spin money, even if you let the urinary energy kill your personal energy, you won't even stick to it."

(I know that the five-ton coins may be a bit too much, but I really need the five-ton coins. Master, as long as you give me the five-ton coins, even if you ask me to kill someone, I won’t even blink my eyes.)

After hearing this, Zhang Nan smiled and said, "I'm not here to buy murderers. If you kill someone, wouldn't I instigate the murderer? I bought you, not to let you die. If you die, I will go to the government to cancel your account. It's very troublesome, so you should tell me why you want to sell yourself as a slave. I think you are also a good person, so why do you want to sell yourself as a slave."

Hearing Zhang Nan's question, the man lowered his head and whispered: "My mother is sick. She has been sick for several years. Cao Yue has long sold all the land sales at home and borrowed a lot of money from people. Now my mother is afraid that she can't do it, so she wants to sell herself. On the one hand, she can make her mother have a little more glorious about the land, and on the other hand, she seems to want to pay back the money from borrowing over the years."

When Zhang Nan heard this, he was a filial son, so Zhang Nan didn't think too much, so he said to the man: "Okay, you don't have to sell yourself here. Put away your brand. I think you are not bad. Just take this money and bury your mother well. By the way, you can pay back all the money you borrowed over the years."

After Zhang Nan finished speaking, he took out a ingot of silver from his pocket and handed it to the man.

"Master, this is not allowed, how can I accompany you to get the money for the house? I cannot." (Master, this is not allowed, how can I take your money for nothing? I cannot.)

The man said, then pushed Zhang Nan's hand and signaled Zhang Nan to take back the money.

"Okay, I don't lack this. I just gave you this money because of your filial piety. If you are a bad gambling man, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you in order to pay off your debts. Take it. Besides, a good man has just become a slave. Do you know that this slave can never be over again, so just take it." Zhang Nan continued.

After hearing this, the man hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Master, you have four people, but there are too many people, so you can't use that much."

After hearing this, Zhang Nan smiled and said, "Okay, take it, and buy some land for the remaining money. Although I can't save much money, it should be enough to support people."
Chapter completed!
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