Han Zhenhan, who had been tired for a long time, untied the silk cloth bag wrapped around his stomach, revealing the "tent" that gave him a headache, but just looking at it made Han Zhenhan helpless. Since this is the case, there is no way, so we can't cut it.

Han Zhenhan, who was lying on the pillow for a day, fell asleep in his sleep always felt someone rubbing his side, but because he was too tired, Han Zhenhan didn't care. It was not until the next day when Han Zhenhan woke up that he realized that at some point, Tang Wanyun had already slept beside him, but she was still wearing a soft little dress. There was a copper basin beside the bed, and a cotton towel was placed on the edge of the basin.

It should be that this little girl wiped her body last night and finally slept next to her. This may be the way she knew how to serve her sleep. Holding her soft and tender little body, Han Zhenhan felt that her world was full for a moment.

This feeling is very down-to-earth and comfortable. Han Zhenhan himself doesn't want to get up again. But the beautiful moments always cannot last long. When Han Zhenhan felt that he was not enjoying the quiet warmth, Shunzi's voice rang at the door.

Han Zhenhan put on his clothes and still wrapped a circle of silk strips on his tent. He turned around and covered Tang Wanyun with a quilt, then walked to the door and opened a crack for Shunzi.

It doesn't matter if the crack in the door is not opened. As soon as it is opened, Han Zhenhan jumped up. Shunzi looked at himself with red eyes, like a rabbit who was wronged.

"Group, that man's teeth are coming..."

"What's wrong with you? Your wife has been tossed all night?"

Han Zhenhan couldn't think of anything, so he would let Shunzi stay out of bed all night and end up being a rabbit's eye, but Shunzi's two became bitter and even glanced at Han Zhenhan's mouth.

"It's all the good job you have found for me. Those black people don't understand people's words at all. Now they can't stand up even if they stand in a square formation. They can't walk well if they turn left or right, but they can eat more than the other. Last night, the 300 people ate 30 kilograms of grain, and two pigs! More than 30 chickens, plus thirty jars of pickles and fifty kilograms of candy."

After listening to Shunzi's words, Han Zhenhan couldn't help but roll his eyes. This was really terrible. Three hundred kilograms of grain, after boiling it in water, it would not cost one kilogram of rice, but two kilograms of rice per kilogram. In other words, those more than 300 people had to eat at least two kilograms of rice for one meal a night last night, as well as a lot of pork, chicken, pickles, etc.

Sugar is a rare product now. The earliest sucrose was actually introduced from India during the Tang Dynasty. After it was introduced to mainland China, the people of the Central Plains also began to make this kind of thing. It was used in cooking, flushing, and medicine. This was a luxury among luxury goods.

Seeing that they could eat it yesterday, Shunzi took out the candy and teased the black brothers. As a result, this teasing didn't matter.

"If you can eat something, you can eat something. They can also eat the price of Lin'an Mansion rice, which is not as expensive as ours...hahaha..."

Han Zhenhan himself walked to the front hall at the door with an awkward smile. As soon as he walked into the hall through the back door, he saw that four people had already sat in the hall. One of the four was the boss of the man who traded with him yesterday. What surprised Han Zhenhan was that one of the four people was a man of the eye.

That is to say, the Arabs, of course, Han Zhenhan cannot tell whether he is a Jew or a traditional Arab. But Han Zhenhan still knows the unique white-clothed square hat.

When the four of them saw Han Zhenhan coming in, they immediately saluted. Han Zhenhan was not a local, but if these four people were able to do population transactions in Lin'an Prefecture, they had to know who was originally living in this mansion.

It doesn’t matter who lives now, but the important thing is that people who can live in such a big house must be rich.

"Several people come here, but the Kunlun slave incident has a result..."

It was still the tooth boss who traded with Han Zhenhan yesterday and stepped forward and said,

"There is, but in terms of price, can Mr. Han increase it a little more..."

"Are you guys doing business like this? I didn't see the goods, I didn't tell me the quantity, you are negotiating the price with me? Is this okay?"

Han Zhenhan started to study how to increase the price without lowering the price, not because he saw that he did not live in a teahouse, but in the mansion where Dong Songchen originally lived.

"I'm not afraid to tell you that I may transfer more money with these people, so I can eat as much as you have, but the price will not be increased, and it will press down. Because the more Kunlun slaves you have, the more you may have to give them food, and you will definitely earn more than one tael of silver in a month. I've learned it last night. It's not enough to eat two kilograms of rice when one person opens up... I don't believe you can give them so much food."

Obviously, these four people, including the man with a beautiful Chinese, were also very good, because the faces of the four of them became a little embarrassed at the first time after Han Zhenhan finished speaking. The other three people finally saw this bargaining emperor-like character who was said by their companions.

It hits their weakness in one sentence, and also tells you very directly that you need these goods and you can choose not to sell them, but you don’t know when I use them. Sometimes open conspiracy is the real headache.

"I don't know how much the young master can eat. Can you eat a thousand people?"

This man of Eyes is really fluent in Chinese, and he is not as strong as those Chinese-speaking foreigners Han Zhenhan knew.

“More than that…continue to add…”

Han Zhenhan said lightly, after saying this, the Twilight man was stunned at first and then showed an undetectable smile. After licking his lips, he continued to speak,

"That... one thousand... five hundred people... you..."

“Continue to add…”

Still have to continue adding? The fat man next to the man with eyes wide open his eyes and still able to eat. The fat man who couldn't help but speaks first,

"Two thousand two hundred! Those two hundred are counted as the one I gave you... only 20,000 taels of silver!"

It was not until the fat man finished speaking and was glared by his companions that Han Zhenhan slowly put down the tea bowl, crossed his legs, shook the robe covered on his legs and said,

"Ten to eighteen thousand taels, gold transaction, I'm sending you to my house to keep me... Otherwise, I'll ask for the goods in half a month, and the price is still the same..."

The four people in the hall were all dumbfounded. The erotic man glared at his companion who was with him. In the end, the four of them agreed to Han Zhenhan's request. Shunzi brought more than 100 guards and carried a carriage and followed several people to the place where Uncle Hei was detained.

Shunzi was familiar with the door and did not use the four people to guide the way, which also made the four people feel scared. It turned out that they had found the door. After a box of gold was delivered, the four people escaped and left here as if they were running away. Shunzi left a large house, and there were more than 4,000 eyes inside, with small eyes glaring at a group of big eyes...
Chapter completed!