The caravan marched for a day, and in the evening, chose to stop near a valley. M

The big guy’s luck was good this day, only met three small herds.

Killed two shares and expelled one after. In addition to some of the losses, obtained from the slaughter of the herd, but some earned.

In the evening sky, the evening glow is a piece.

Red, orange, grape ash, eggplant purple... Xiayun is smashed, the colors are mixed, and it is changing. Sometimes it is like a roaring lion, sometimes it is like a horse, and sometimes it looks like a sea of ​​flowers.

Xiaguang shines through the green valley like a jewel. In the valley, the caravans are properly arranged, and a small place is circled in a corner, and the voice is noisy.

"Come on, take a look, the fresh beast that has just been slaughtered today!"

"Cooked butter, sweet buttermilk..."

"There are only ten pieces left in the clothes, and the clearance is sold out."

Fang Yuan and Bai Ningbing are also among the crowds.

They dragged the cart and occupied a place, with a stall selling wild vegetables next to the left hand and selling milk on the right hand side.

Bai Ningbing looked around with interest and looked around: "I don't think there will be such a small market in the caravan."

"If there is consumption, there will be transactions, and consumption will stimulate the market." Fang Yuan answered.

White condensate eyes flashed, this is really brilliant.

She looked at Fang Yuan: "Do you want to sell these purple maple leaves?"

Fang Yuan nodded slightly: "I have joined the caravan, these purple maple leaves are sold by hand. Stay in your own hands, but it will lead to some mouse generations."

Furthermore, purple maple leaves are not easy to preserve.

Only after more than a day, the purple maple leaves on the Fangyuan car have begun to appear dry. As time goes by, the value will become more and more embarrassing.

Of course, there are two yuan stones in the district, and Fang Yuan naturally does not care.

But losing it anywhere, but not meeting their current identity, will cause doubt.

"The small market in the caravan is divided into two types. The only thing we participate in is the transaction between mortals, which is basically every day. There is also a transaction between the teachers, once every seven days." Road.

Bai Ningbing covered the blue dragonfly under the shadow of the straw hat, and it was slightly bright: "If you can participate in the small market of Yanshi, it will help us. There is still a long distance to the business city. In order to prevent sudden situation, we At least one scouting cockroach is needed."

"I have planned this point, but it is still a little early." Fang Yuan thought of taking something in the flower and smiled confidently.

The two are talking quietly.

A male family walked over with a stagger.

He is ragged, **** and sullen. Going to the stall next to Fangyuan, I looked at the pot of milk and swallowed a sip of water: "This brother, can you give me a bite of milk?"

"Go and go. Don't hinder me from doing business!" The seller who sells milk waved impatiently.

The slave had to move and walked to the front of the board of the two white men: "Two brothers..."

Before he finished, Fang Yuan went up, raised his foot and flipped it, and screamed: "Roll."

The slave was stumbled to the ground, and the black mud was covered with tattered clothes. More involved in the wound, so painful that he grinned.

He struggled to get up and stared at the source with hateful eyes: "Well, I remember, everyone is a mortal, who has not lost a day. Hehe..."

Fang Yuan’s face was cold and he slammed his foot.

Snapped.

The slave fell to the ground again.

"Do you want to try another word?" Fang Yuan is condescending.

The slaves stunned Fang Yuan and climbed up, but they did not dare to marry.

But then, he was stumbled by Fang Yuan.

"I don't like your eyes." Fang Yuan holds his arms in his arms and his voice is cold.

The slaves lowered their heads and lowered their eyebrows. They dared not look at Fangyuan and climbed up silently. They did not dare to continue begging in this piece and went far.

Looking at the back of his departure, Bai Ningbing asked in confusion: "I wonder, how is there in the caravan?"

"This is normal. It must have been that the slave was wrong, or his master was in a bad mood today. In short, he was beaten by the sergeant and canceled the food supplied to him." Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders, but his eyes were cold. Coldly smashed into a corner not far away.

In the corner, three or four strong family slaves are capturing new faces, totaling how to bully new people.

After seeing the situation on the side of Fangyuan, they swept their sights to other targets.

The mortal life, the status is extremely low, and the survival is difficult, such as a tightrope. In the caravan, the sergeant smashed and killed, and his life was like a grass. Anyway, it can be replenished from the village along the way.

Every time the caravan is in distress, there will be a large number of mortals killed.

In addition, there is almost fierce dark competition between mortals. When Fang Yuan arrived here, there were two troubles for him to find him.

Of course, he is not afraid of these troubles, but he can easily solve them. He will strive to solve them in advance.

Of course, there are also some mortals who live beautifully.

Most of these people have backgrounds, and some of them are intimate with each other, so they are foxes and tigers.

After the family slave who had been begging for dinner, he came to two people.

The leader of the dialect was an old man with a savvy look. After asking the price of Fangyuan, he immediately lowered the price to a quarter. Fang Yuan estimated the identity of this old thing, it should be a general manager, responsible for the family slaves.

Another leader is a woman. The eyes are silky, actually wearing silk clothes. Fang Yuan immediately became a tool, and this must be the tool of some or some male teachers.

Both of them are in front of each other, although they are all mortal, but each class is very distinct.

They put the price down very low, and they hit the idea of ​​buying low and selling high. These people have some money in their hands, unlike most of the slaves who are precarious, they can’t eat even the miserable food.

Although Fang Yuan couldn't see the car's purple maple leaves at all, but in order to play a full set, did not reveal the slightest foot, or refused the two people who pressed the price.

The old man and Yan Yue color, but implied threats. The woman walked away.

"As long as there is a third person to ask for the price, I will sell the rotten leaves of this car." When Fangyuan was so calculated, the small market suddenly rioted.

Some people cheered in excitement and shouted.

"The kindly Miss Zhang Jia is coming again!"

"Miss Zhang is kind and kind, just like a fairy!"

"It's a good person, I won't be hungry tonight..."

"What happened?" Bai Ningbing looked around and saw the entrance to the market. There was a green shadow.

Fang Yuan is also wondering, what is the situation?

"Miss Zhang!" "Zhang Xianzi!!" A group of slaves swarmed away. For a time, the entrance to the market was rubbed and the heads swayed.

Most of these people are punished by the sergeant and have no food to eat. The man who had fallen over before Fang Yuan was among them, stretching his neck and arms.

"Everyone should not be anxious, have everything, have it, take it slowly," said the green girl.

Her voice was soft and the volume was not high. When she spoke, she was drowned in the crowd.

"All his mother shut up! Line up the team, one by one. Who dares to grab, dare to yell, the old man immediately killed him!" Suddenly a voice like a thunder bombing, echoing in the small market.

An old but burly sergeant stood up. The tiger’s eyes glanced around and the boiling little market was quiet.

This is the prestige of the teacher!

No one does not believe what he just shouted. As a teacher, as long as the mood is not good, kill two or three mortals, what is it?

Everyone pushed and shoved, and soon they lined up long queues.

In front of the team, the green woman carries the basket and distributes the steamed cake one by one.

The entire small market is silent.

Countless eyes, looking at the green woman, including respect, worship, and love.

Bai Ningbing gave birth to curiosity and asked the stall owner: "Who is this woman?"

"You don't even know Miss Zhang Xinci? Are the two newcomers?"

“Zhang Xinci?” Fang Yuan looked back and frowned. “Tell what you know!”

The stall owner thought of the enthusiasm of Fang Yuan’s family slaves, and did not dare to hide: "This lady is also a deputy leader in our caravan. She has no qualifications and is a mortal like us. But she has a very good background in the family, and the sorcerer around her is her escort. I have lived for so many years, and I have never seen such a kind and kind person. I am so kind, almost every night. Bring some food to the house slave who is hungry. Even if it is windy and rainy, it is like this... Hey, God is not fair, such a good person can't let her practice."

Bai Ningbing nodded and smiled. The other source said: "Sure enough, the forest is big, and there are birds."

Fang Yuan did not respond.

Bai Ningbing glanced at Fangyuan strangely, but he saw that Fangyuan’s expression was very wrong.

The latter stared at the green girl, her brows almost twisted into a shackle.

This green woman, with a black hair on her shoulders, is black and black. The eyebrows are like a light dragon, and the eyes are like a clear moon. If the muscles are white, the lips are pink.

There are no white spots on the face and the lines are extremely soft. Distribute the steamed cake, sometimes a smile, pure and flawless.

She is dressed in a green dress, exuding fresh and elegant gas. She is as elegant as a orchid, beautiful as a lotus, gentle as water, on the face is actually comparable to Bai Ningbing, but there is no beauty.

The woman's looks are exquisite and can only be considered good-looking, like ordinary drinks. Only the temperament is in the body, can be called the beautiful, like the old wine.

There is no doubt that this green woman is a beautiful woman.

But how beautiful you are, how temperament is moving, in Fang Yuan’s heart, it’s a fart!

Fang Yuan is not looking at her appearance, letting the beautiful face and temperament, open the flesh, are white bones.

In his heart, he thought of a certain person and said: "Is this woman not a mercy?"

Shang Xinci ~lightnovelpub.net~ is one of the lesser owners.

In the family, the children of the patriarchs are called "less masters." Only the heirs who have gained the approval of the old family can be called the "rare patriarchs."

Just by the identity of the business owner, the business is the pride of the sky.

The world has said that merchants are black and greedy, but this kind of business is only an exception. She is weak in nature, is not good at fighting, and is kind and soft. She is the least business person in business.

She does business, not only often at a loss, but is often deceived. She is easy to believe in others, the key is to be deceived once and not long-term memory, being repeatedly cheated.

As a business owner, she was once humiliated by the business, and was the least optimistic, but she was finally seen as the blood of the merchant family, so she did not expel the family.

She treats mortals equally, has strong compassion, and is compassionate and helpful. Even several times, all the slaves were bought at the auction and the merchant family was beaten several times.

However, the fate is really wonderful. In the end, she became the owner of the business! (To be continued)