Hot Farmer’s Wife: Buying a Husband for the Farm

Then he looked away, and bowed his head like the other slaves.

Qing'er's illness can't be delayed any longer, so let's choose Qingshi Town...

Thinking of this, Li Xiao looked at a dying young man in another group of slaves not far away.

The young man seemed to notice Li Xiao, and gave him a weak smile.

Li Xiao nodded impatiently.

"Bang——" Suddenly, a man in black on the stage rang the gong.

Then the spectators who were talking about it all quieted down and looked at the stage.

"Cough - ladies and gentlemen, this is our Lord Wednesday! Starting today, the slave business of our Zhou family in Qingshi Town will be taken over by our Lord Wednesday!" said the man in black.

Then the man in black with the short whip stepped forward, arrogantly rushed under the stage and bowed his hands symbolically.

The spectators were talking again.

Some people asked on the stage the identity of Lord Zhou this week, and some people asked if the Zhou family changed the words of Qingshi Town in the future, and whether the rules for buying slaves had changed.

However, Lord Wednesday just watched and let his hands come down to answer the question.

"The rules are the same as before. We will auction on the spot here, and the one with the highest price will get it! If you pay, you can take the deed and take people away. In addition, our Zhou's firm still helps Yinnuyin for free!" The subordinate said loudly.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Let's start now." Lord Wednesday suddenly said impatiently.

"Yes, third master!" The subordinate said quickly.

Then he put the gong aside and pulled up a woman from the slave pile nearby. Then, rudely pushed the person next to Lord Wednesday.

Smelling the sour smell on the woman's body, a flash of disgust flashed in Master Wednesday's eyes.

Then he used the short whip to lift the woman's head up. Then he glanced up and down at the woman.

"A young 18-year-old girl, buy it back and use it, warm the bed and give birth to a child, the reserve price is 20 taels!" Then he said.

"21 taels!" A middle-aged man in the crowd immediately shouted.

"Twenty-two!" Another strong man shouted.

"Twenty-two dollars!" A man dressed as an Orion followed suit.

On the stage, Lord Wednesday frowned.

"The minimum price increase is 1 tael each time." Shen said. Who the fuck is adding how much money, what a waste of time.

A hint of hesitation flashed on Orion's face, he glanced at the woman on the stage, and did not speak.

No one else spoke again.

This week, Lord Wednesday is really domineering, and a single price increase will cost one or two silver. The woman's face was dirty, and she couldn't see the situation at all.

He said that people are only 18 when they are 18? If you buy an old product and go back and can't have a baby, wouldn't it be a big loss? !

Seeing that no one bids anymore, Lord Wednesday on the stage was a little depressed.

For an 18-year-old girl, it is absolutely not a problem to sell 40 taels of silver casually! This is only 22 taels and no one has added it? It's all a bunch of poor motherfuckers who persuaded him to say that although Qingshi Town is only a town, the people in the town are rich. Rich bird!

"Yo, I said, Lord Wednesday, you are the first to take over this business. For this kind of female slave, age, figure and face are the most important things. You don't wash your face, big guy. How can you make a good bid?" said a middle-aged woman wearing a hairpin and heavy makeup.

Many people in the crowd knew this woman, who was the prostitute of Xunfang Pavilion in Hualou. I usually come here to buy people occasionally.

If this slave girl really falls into her hands, even if she has completely fallen into the fire pit.

But the old man's words touched everyone's heart. If you don't see people's situation clearly, how can everyone make a bid?