Chapter 576: The Story of Ten Thousands (Part 1) [Please Please vote for monthly tickets]


    Tata Muyou Tribe.


    The layout of Shiwu tribe is mostly the same.


    The only difference lies in scale and position.


    When the salt vendor first came to Shiwu to go to business, he was still young. He spent a lot of money to pay a "master" and his first business was the Tata Muerai tribe. As a tribe adjacent to Yonggu Pass, the scale and strength of Tata Muji are both medium and upper-middle.


    Be close, the news is keen, and spring hunting is convenient.


    You can often eat the first wave of "fat meat".


    Caravans from the pass also like to come here.


    Many young people with no fixed assets will seek to seek these advantages, and over time, their strength will become stronger.


    only-


    After the battle at Yonggu Pass, the days of the ten-million-million-crooked people, including the Tata Muerai tribe, began to feel sad. The route to Yonggu Pass is the most convenient and smooth trade route for smuggling, but now Yonggu Pass is sealed, and 90% of the materials inside the Pass cannot come.


    The remaining 10%?


    That was transported by smugglers who took other remote and dangerous trade routes and bypassed Yongguguan. The wool comes from the sheep, labor costs soar, and commodity costs rise. Their tribes of this size cannot even be able to buy them or take them away.


    The tribal leader is worried.


    The young and strongman even sent to the border to find the unguarded city wall to see if he could dig a hole and smuggle it over.


    result-


    Before getting close, he was discovered by the Yonggu Pass garrison.


    Leaving two unlucky corpses, he fled back in a panic.


    On this day, I heard my boy shouting outside the tent.


    "Dad, the caravan is here!"


    The tribal leader immediately felt spirited.


    "What? Are you really here?"


    When I took the account, I found it was a caravan.


    The leader of the caravan is still a familiar fat man.


    He instantly changed into a smile: "Good brother!"


    The salt vendor also squeezed out a flattering smile, came forward, opened his arms, and hugged the leader of the bearded tribe.


    The palms slapped the back, and the puffed sound was dull.


    Tribe leader: "Long time no see you here."


    The salt dealer smiled and said, "Of course, it''s because there are happy events at home, so I have taken some effort to take care of the wife and children. I have also had good luck recently and got a batch of good goods. Is this not to worry about my brother''s past kindness, will I send it to you as soon as possible?"


    The tribal leader is not stupid either.


    He hugged the salt vendor''s shoulder and whispered.


    "Don''t it be said that the Shen surnamed cut off your financial path and is not allowed to do this business again? How did you come?"


    The salt vendor also whispered: "My son has a promising career and has joined the government office to find a job... If there is any benefit, he will naturally have to take care of his biological father."


    The tribal leader was shocked: "Aren''t you afraid of being discovered?"


    The salt vendor looked like "You don''t understand it now" and laughed: "There is a saying in the pass that ''Money can make the devil push the mill''. There are too many things that are not allowed above. If you use money to connect with each other, who will be stupid enough to report and cut off your own financial path?"


    The tribal leader was right after thinking about it.


    I asked again what good products were available this time.


    The salt vendor took him to see one of the cars.


    Opened, and the regular salt lumps were wrapped in sallow oil paper, and a beautiful knot was tied. The salt vendor carefully took out a piece, opened it, and twisted a pinch for the tribe leader to taste it. The tribal leader had seen good goods and even more lit up after trying them.


    Hurry: "How much does it sell?"


    The salt vendor stretched out one hand and opened his five fingers wide.


    The tribal leader hesitated: "Somewhat expensive..."


    "These are all good things! Do you know, salt is needed even if you put it in the pass!" The salt vendor compared the number with one hand and patiently persuaded him, "You know that the goods cannot be imported now. I sell this number for the sake of my brother."


    Tribal leader: "Is there anything else?"


    The salt vendor said: "Yes, yes."


    Although he is a salt vendor, he does not only sell salt.


    This time the volume of goods was too large, so he left most of them in a relatively safe place, and he brought some goods and people to the Tata Muyou tribe for trading. I opened a few more boxes, which contained other daily necessities.


    The leader of the tribe was moved, but he couldn''t bear to worry.


    The salt vendor knows it with emotion and moves it with reason.


    "Brother, you are not the only tribe who needs these, why don''t you join forces to eat this batch of goods together? You also know that the current situation is too tight, and that Shen Jun is a mean and violent person. If you are caught, I will be stripped of human skin and light the sky lantern? This trip is really not easy. Even if I have my son''s cover, I will still feed the jackals in Yongguguan."


    The tribal leader hesitated.


    Now it’s too tight to lack things.


    Although the price of salt vendors is high, it is not too dark. It is quite friendly compared to the sky-high prices smuggled through other trade routes.


    If you miss this time, I don’t know when I will wait for the next time, and the inner balance will have a result.


    "OK!"


    He gritted his teeth and agreed.


    Just saw the salt vendor''s ruthlessness.


    The salt vendor had a shy face and just pretended that he didn''t see it.


    If it were in the past, these smugglers would not dare to speak loudly and follow the market conditions, otherwise they would easily lead to death and lose both people and goods. The ten-members would not talk about the credibility of the business, and they would not know the truth that the business was unsuccessful. If you kill, kill.


    But now, the caravan cannot enter.


    These tribes that cannot compete with the big tribes and still hope to get the goods themselves. No matter how unhappy they are, they will not kill them.


    Tribe leader: "But brother, it takes some time to raise money."


    "It''s okay, I can wait."


    The tribal leader asked someone to pick up the payment, and returned to his previous laughter and cheerful appearance, and enthusiastically asked the salt vendor to stroll around.


    Far from a distance, pass by a horse shed.


    The salt vendor saw a female slave who was washed by horses kneeling on the ground, with a bit of peace and peace on her dirt-covered face, and was praying for something piously. The tribe leader looked at him and smiled treacherously: "What, is this female slave very beautiful?"


    Salt vendor: “…”


    Sign?


    I can’t say these two words against my conscience.


    The female slave had a undressed face and a brown-yellow face, almost unable to see anyone. As an old world, he naturally knew some customs of Shiwu, and could see through the identity of a woman at a glance - because every tribe has more men and fewer women, and there is extremely scarce women. "Communicating wives" is popular among tribes of medium and low size. A woman serves father and son or brothers, so women are not enough, which leads to the extra men becoming a hidden danger. In order to appease these hidden dangers, the tribe will spend money to buy a few cheap female slaves.


    This kind of female slave has a low status, either infertile ability or is older, old and has a weak sex... belongs to the common ones of single men in this tribe.


    Their life span is short, starting from being bought into the tribe, living for a short year or two, and living for three or five years...


    The female slave in front of her was obviously one of them.


    The salt vendors were sympathetic and could not do anything about it.


    "I''m just curious about what she''s doing..."


    The tribe leader spat with an unlucky look on his face, "I don''t know when these slaves start to talk, and they always think of their ancestors." Especially when a man is looking for this female slave, the female slave always scolds him with pain.


    For example, the ancestors who were selfless, kind, fair and honest, and loved their people, and were even more of the great golden crow lineage and noble blood. Treating her like this was a evil way and betrayed her ancestors. These unfilial descendants would definitely be punished.


    The tribal leader looked contemptuous: "The other slaves were also led by her, and they were no longer as active in their work as before."


    Haha, if I hadn''t been able to buy a suitable one for a while, this female slave who washed the horse would have been beaten to death by a horse whip.


    The salt vendor was stunned at first, and then he remembered something.


    An unnaturally responded to two sentences.


    "Training bad? Isn''t that trouble?"


    Why do female slaves have a familiar word?


    He remembered that these seemed to be the contents of the stone tablets that fell from the sky in Shiwu Liumin Valley? Out of curiosity, I followed it and memorized a few paragraphs. Unexpectedly, after the Ten-Blade ancestor appeared, the content of the inscription was spread to such a distant Tata fungus.


    The tribal leader underestimated: "What''s the trouble? Slaves are slaves, just be beaten to death if they are disobedient."


    The salt vendor responded with a smile on his face and felt trembling inside.


    As soon as he received the payment and counted it correctly, he left without stopping, for fear that the tribe leader would be caught by the party.


    The tribe leader didn''t know what he was thinking, but instead waved goodbye: "Good brother, remember us if you have good things."


    The salt dealer agreed to be refreshed.


    “It’s easy to say!”


    Seeing his back running away in a panic like a burning butt, Yu Zi slapped her mouth: "You are timid, but you are quite sensible just now, so you can come out."


    The salt vendor was guilty and wiped off sweat.


    He smiled and said with apologizing: "Caomin is just to deceive that person, not really slandering Shen Jun. Even if he gives 10,000 courage, he would not dare to do so! Moreover, the Ten Wu aliens are the most capricious. If he regrets it halfway through... This, Caomin only has one life, but he can''t pick it up... You have seen the female slave just now, how can Caomin be calm?"


    "snort!"


    When talking about female slaves, Yu Zi was in a slightly deep mood. She remembered the life when her mother was abducted to her first family. He is a shared wife for his father and brother, and is trampled and humiliated, and he cannot survive or die. How similar is he to that female slave?


    Yu Zi brought the salt vendor to meet with Lu Jue, who was guarding the goods. The latter was sitting in the truck, with a military book in his left hand and reading with relish. He looked up when he heard the movement and asked with a smile, "How is it? Look, Weiheng is not in high spirits, is the business not completed?"


    Yu Zi: "I got all the money."


    "Why is that?"


    Yu Zi talked about the female slave of the horse and wondered: "Why are you reluctant to treat them well if you lack women so much?"


    Lu Jue has been a slave himself and understands it very well.


    "Whoever tells you that you will cherish what you lack? They are not women, but women who can give birth to young people. The children born for that body are not just for a ''woman''. Moreover, no matter whether a woman lives well or not, children can be born, so why do you have to worry about being kind? Old women or women who cannot give birth are burdens of waste of food."


    Yu Zi pursed her lips stubbornly.


    Lu Jue murmured softly: "Men are actually the same."


    Yu Zi looked at him.


    Lu Jue took out an exquisite gold-handled drum from a pile of payments. The drum face was made of special material, which was ridiculous.


    "The weak are not distinguished from men and women. Anyone who is weak will be trampled on. It can be literally a meal on the plate, or it is peeled off and bones to make a human skin drum in his hand. It is considered a kindness to the master." Lu Jue threw the human skin drum back, and suddenly thought of a detail and asked, "You just said that the female slave had ''brought'' many slaves?"


    Yu Zi nodded: "Yes."


    Lu Jue thought for a while with a calm face.


    "Let''s go to the next place, pay attention to the slaves of that tribe and see if it''s like this..."


    "Um?"


    "The Shiwu is afraid that the weather will change."


    ?(ノへ￣,)


    The community was sealed and said that a big brother who came back from another place went out of the Dabaojian Footwashing City during home isolation. The sheep was gone. The old lady next door also followed the sheep, and the school also found out several students sheep.


    ??_(:з」∠)_


    I am also Buddha. I originally planned to go to a local hospital for an ultrasound tomorrow to see amniotic fluid and umbilical cord, and I haven''t finished taking the sodium heparin. I can beat myself, but I can''t do it.


    ??I originally wanted to update the two in one, but I didn’t have much energy, so that’s it?


    ??


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    (This chapter ends)