Chapter 141 Who sells to whom with the highest price

The reason why Yu Changhe brought Yu Xiaolian here was because he knew that the maximum denomination of a bank note was one hundred taels. He knew it just by hearing the number thirty-five thousand taels, and he couldn't count it, so he called his daughter Come together.

One hundred and two sheets, a total of 350 sheets, Yu Xiaolian confirmed that they were correct, and said goodbye to the pawnshop owner with a smile.

With these 35,000 taels, there should be about 50,000 taels in her space.

Money came so easily, which made her suspect that she had the aura of the protagonist.

After Yu Xiaolian got into the carriage, Yu Changhe raised his whip, and hurried out of the city while the city gate was still open.

The three of them walked not far from the city gate, and it was getting dark, thinking that Yu Changhe didn't sleep last night, and when she and Zhao Erya made up sleep during the day, Yu Changhe didn't get any sleep because he was busy selling the house. .

So, Yu Xiaolian wanted to drive the car and let Yu Changhe go into the car to sleep, but Yu Changhe refused to go in because there was Zhao Erya in the car shed.

Zhao Erya also noticed it, so she took the initiative to sit in front and let Yu Changhe go in to sleep.

Yu Changhe didn't feel sleepy at all at this time, he got tens of thousands of taels at once, he was so excited that he wasn't sleepy at all.

But he couldn't help his daughter feel sorry for him, so he had no choice but to get into the carriage.

Yu Changhe planned to take a close look to replace his daughter, but when he opened his eyes, it was already daylight, and he was almost at Hewan Town.

"It's Yin time, why don't you call me your kid?"

Yu Changhe snatched the whip from Yu Xiaolian's hand, and drove Yu Xiaolian and Zhao Erya back into the carriage.

This early spring morning is very dewy, and even the air is damp and cold. The bones are frozen in the spring and the meat is frozen in the autumn. To risk.

Yu Changhe blamed himself, how could he sleep so dead?

"Father, let's stop in the town, let's go to the cow and horse market."

I have to buy another carriage, otherwise, with my uncle's family included, one carriage cannot accommodate so many people.

Yu Changhe nodded, "Go to sleep for a while, I'll call you when you get to town."

Yu Xiaolian could vaguely see the shadow of Hewan Town. It would be really uncomfortable to be woken up after falling asleep now.

Let's go to uncle's house and sleep again!

Yu Xiaolian stepped aside and let Zhao Erya sleep.

Zhao Erya was really too sleepy, and she was not polite to Yu Xiaolian, she fell on the car board and closed her eyes.

Arriving in Hewan Town, they passed through the lively barter market and went straight to the cattle and horse market.

Yu Xiaolian bought the best horses and carts this time. The shed alone cost fifty taels of silver, and the horses and carts cost a total of one hundred and seventy taels.

This carriage is larger, more spacious than the original one, and more beautiful than the original one.

The horse is yellow, and Yu Xiaolian named it Rhubarb.

Rhubarb is a new member of her family, Yu Changhe is afraid of Rhubarb and afraid of strangers, no matter how frightened he is, he won't let Yu Xiaolian drive the new car no matter what.

Yu Xiaolian patted Dahong's neck, "My father just loves the new and dislikes the old. Dahong is not sad, I am rare."

Yu Changhe drove Da Huang to the front, and Yu Xiaolian drove Da Hong to follow.

When passing through the market again, Yu Xiaolian looked at the town a few more times, and probably won't come back in the future.

Suddenly, Yu Xiaolian saw a crying little girl being pushed forward.

There was a straw sticking out of the little girl's gray collar. Yu Xiaolian saw that they were walking in the direction of Niu Ma Shi, and thought that this was another family selling children.

Because the town is too small, there is no tooth market dedicated to buying and selling people, so these sold children will be taken to the cattle and horse market to trade with livestock.

Suddenly, Yu Xiaolian glanced at the man who pushed the little girl, this... Isn't this Zhao Erya's father, Zhao Daneng?

Taking a closer look, the skinny little girl who was being pushed forward was none other than Zhao Erya and her sister Sanya.

The money for selling the second daughter is spent so soon?

Start selling three girls again?

It's too fast. Twenty taels of money would not be a problem for an ordinary family. What did Zhao Daneng do with the money?

Yu Xiaolian didn't want to be nosy at first, but she glanced at the sleeping Zhao Erya, turned around at the front alley and went back to the cattle and horse market.

Arrived at the cattle and horse market, **** the carriage, and woke up Zhao Erya who was sleeping soundly.

"Your father seems to be selling your third sister. It's right in front. I'll go over and have a look."

When Zhao Erya heard this, she burst into tears and begged Yu Xiaolian to save her third sister.

Yu Xiaolian comforted her, "Don't worry, I turned around and came back just to save her, you wait for me in the car, don't let your father see you."

If Zhao Daneng saw it, it might cause some unnecessary disputes.

Yu Xiaolian covered her face with the mask she bought casually last time, and looked for Zhao Daneng's father and daughter in the noisy cattle and horse market.

"It's better to be a younger child bride, because you won't be able to raise them well when they grow up." Zhao Daneng tried his best to promote Zhao Sanya.

It's a pity in my heart, this girl is too young, the brothel doesn't want anything.

Alas, I'm afraid they can't even sell for half of her second sister's price.

A man with a big belly and a round waist showed a wretched face, staring at Zhao Sanya, "Too thin, it's cheaper."

Zhao Daneng knew that six or seven-year-old children were not easy to sell, especially girls, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Then eight taels of silver, nothing less."

Ten taels dropped to eight taels, but the man was still not satisfied, so he asked Zhao Daneng to open Sanya's mouth again, to see if the teeth were even.

Zhao Sanya did not dare to cry loudly, maybe because she was afraid of being beaten, Zhao Da let her open her mouth, she would open her mouth, and if she asked her to bark her teeth, she would bark her teeth.

The man's eyes flickered, "I don't know if there is anything wrong with my body. If there are scars on my body, I don't want it either. Take off the clothes and let me see!"

Zhao Daneng pulled Zhao Sanya and was about to pull down her clothes when he suddenly heard a soft voice, "Eight taels of silver, I want this girl!"

"Hey, you girl, you come first and then come first, do you understand? I'm the first to fall in love with people." The wretched fat man showed displeasure.

Yu Xiaolian didn't care about him, and said to Zhao Daneng, "Sell it or not?"

Zhao Daneng rolled his eyes, "Sell it, it's for sale when you pull it out, but I'll sell it to whoever offers the higher price between the two of you."

The wretched man gave Yu Xiaolian a hard look, where did the picture of the dead girl come from?

This little skinny girl is worth eight taels of silver? If he looked for the problem again, he could buy it without using six taels of silver.

It is impossible for him to increase the price. He thinks it is too worthless to buy such a skinny girl for eight taels of silver.

"Damn girl, you have money and nowhere to spend it!" The wretched man glared at Yu Xiaolian, flicked his sleeves and left.

Zhao Daneng saw that he failed to coax the price. It seems that his three ya are worth eight taels of silver, and he can't sell any more.

Zhao Daneng smiled ingratiatingly, "Pay the money with one hand, and pay the person with the other hand."

Yu Xiaolian knows that the cattle and horse dealers in the cattle and horse market also play the role of Ren Yazi. They will write the deed of sale on behalf of others and act as a guarantor, but they will only draw some money from it.

Of course she couldn't directly give eight taels of silver to Zhao Daneng, what should he do if he doesn't accept the money?

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(end of this chapter)