Chapter 201 Is It Really Good to Use Force to Solve It?

The carriage was moving smoothly. Su Yu was in charge of driving and could hear the conversation between Su Mianyue and Biwu. The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Su Mianyue had been making this dress for half a month, but he refused to show it to him. Although Su Yu guessed that the workmanship would not be good, he did not expect biwu to exaggerate like that.

It was not known if it was because of the carriage ride that Su Mianyue would occasionally let out a low cry. Su Yu's heart wrenched at the thought of persuading Su Mianyue to give up several times, but she thought that after Su Mianyue sewed this dress, he probably would not do needlework in the future, and naturally would not make clothes for others. Then he endured his heartache and let Su Mianyue do it.

Leaning against the hood, Su Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at a group of people not far away. He tightened the reins and prepared to dodge to one side. After all, the other party's team was too large, and they used a very ordinary carriage to avoid attracting attention.

"Yu, what's going on outside?" Su Mianyue's faint voice sounded.

"It should be a caravan of slave traders," Su Yu replied.

Su Mianyue lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the line about a hundred meters away. He saw some ragged and disheveled people tied up in a straight line with ropes. On both sides were guards with swords and whips in their hands, beating the people who were tied up fiercely from time to time.

Most of them were young and middle-aged, and some were underage. Only a few of them had lost their footing. They did not know whether they were old or sick.

When Su Mianyue lifted the curtain, he saw a man fall to the ground. The guard who was in charge of transporting them did not show any sympathy and whipped them. He didn't care if it would hurt people's lives, but he was also a sold slave, although there was a plea for mercy. But only two people came forward to take the beating for the man.

Frowning slightly, Su Mianyue said in a low voice, "Yu, go over."

Su Yu frowned. He didn't want to meddle, but he didn't want to refuse Su Mianyue. So he whipped the group of people away.

Inside the carriage, Biwu obviously saw the same scene as before and puffed up his small face, "Is miss going to do it or settle it with a silver ticket?"

Looking at Biwu, who was about to draw his sword, Su Mianyue said with a laugh, "This is the official road. You can walk on the official road with so many slaves. Are you sure it's really good to use force to solve this problem?"

Biwu sighed, then opened the package and took out a stack of banknotes. He muttered, "I thought I could loosen my muscles, but nothing that can be solved with money is a problem."

Looking at Biwu with a light smile, the sadness she felt just now faded because of her cute appearance. Su Mianyue reached out and rubbed Biwu's head, sighing that she could still maintain a childlike heart after so many things, which was the most precious.

Outside the carriage, Su Yu was negotiating with the other party. When he heard the leader of the caravan speak arrogantly, Su Mianyue lifted the curtain and stepped out of the carriage. He took the whip from Su Yu's hand and struck it hard at a stone by the roadside. The stone that he hit split a gap, but the whip was not damaged at all. It can be seen that the internal force of a person who uses a whip is extraordinary.

When the leader saw this, his attitude immediately changed, and he bowed his hand and said, "This girl, we are also doing business to earn a living. In the government, we have crossed the path. These slaves are all..."

"Make a price." Su Mianyue interrupted the leader's chatter, too lazy to waste his breath.

"What?" The leader was a bit of a monden, and his big, thick body stood there with its mouth open, looking rather comical.

"Our lady has bought all these slaves. Just calculate how much money they are worth. There's nothing to talk about here." Biwu said impatiently and began counting the number of slaves.

The leader understood and quickly called his deputy over. The two of them began to figure out how much money they should sell to avoid losing money, "The girl also saw that most of our goods are young and strong, and many of them are men from the walla country. They are very powerful, and the beauties of those Yulin are even more beautiful. They are worth at least a thousand eight hundred taels in any kiln, a total of 26 people. Even if the girl is worth ten thousand taels."

Glancing coldly at the leader, Biwu leaned over and scolded, "Why don't you grab it? There were only two foreign beauties in total. Even if they were sold to Whorehouse, they would be worth at most a few hundred taels of silver. The rest of them were young and middle-aged, and each of them could be worth dozens of taels of silver. Besides, there were a few who didn't know what was wrong with them. How much trouble did our young lady save you by buying it now? Two thousand taels, if you like to sell it or not, we will save you the trouble."

Biwu threw out two thousand taels of silver and told the truth. The price was already too high.

The leader wanted to kill one, and also thought that Su Mianyue and the others would bargain, but he didn't expect to cut the price by four fifths. Just as he was about to raise the price, he was stopped by his deputy and gave him a look at the rock that Su Mianyue had just broken.

The leader looked at Su Mianyue and the others, and saw that although they were not dressed ostentatiously and had no expensive jewelry on them, their whole appearance was not something ordinary people could have, and the two thousand taels of silver earned at least three times, so he nodded and agreed, and quickly asked someone to send the deed to Biwu, while counting the silver tickets.

"Leave enough water and dry food for your return journey, and the rest to stay." Looking at the slaves with their chapped lips, Su Mianyue spoke again and motioned for Biwu to settle the money.

Just as the leader was about to play tricks, he heard biwu say, "A full water bag is five taels of silver, dry food is twenty copper coins."

Seeing that selling some food and water could still make a small profit, the leader immediately sent someone to settle the accounts. Seeing that Su Mianyue and the others were kind, he wanted to make a good relationship and asked, "Do you need a carriage for a girl? Although we only have one flatbed carriage for hauling goods, it's not a problem to pull those weak ones. It's only a hundred taels."

Seeing that the leader did not deliberately raise the price, Su Mianyue nodded and said to biwu, "Give him two hundred taels."

The leader was so happy that his eyes could not see. These two hundred taels were enough for him to pay his subordinates. This time, he really made money when he went out to meet a rich man. He immediately said that he did not accept the money for water and dry food. He also wanted to ask Su Mianyue's residence. In the future, there were slaves who asked Su Mianyue to pick first.

Biwu took a step forward and gave three hundred taels of silver to go over and ask about each other's door.

The leader also knew how to look at people. Biwu gave him an extra hundred taels of silver to cover his mouth and hurried away with his men.

After cutting off the rope in one man's hand, Biwu asked the man to help the others untie the ropes. He walked slowly behind Su Mianyue and observed the faces and eyes of the slaves one by one.

Even though they were in their prime, they looked sallow and malnourished, but the few people at the end of the line caught Su Mianyue's attention.

Apart from the few burly men the leader mentioned in the country of vala, they were the beauties of the Yulin, both tall and slim. Although their hair was disheveled, it was not difficult to see that their facial features were exquisite and flawless, completely different from Su Mianyue's beauty.

But what caught Su Mianyue's attention was the nobility of these two beauties, and the protective posture of the four youths around them, as if they were protecting their master.

"Can you understand me?" Su Mianyue asked softly with a slight curve of her lips.