The new book of the burning prairie star

Chapter 92: A car should be practical, not fancy

"Sir, are you buying a house or a person?" Yang Biao disguised himself as a middle-aged man in his forties and appeared in the brokerage office. A short and fat broker came forward to greet him warmly.

"Well, I'm going out of town, and I want to buy a few guys who know how to fight and kick to follow me. I wonder if you have any?" After experiencing other dangerous situations such as being followed and set on fire, Yang Biao deeply felt that the public security in ancient times was really worrying. He was afraid that he would die before he reached adulthood, so he still had to spend money to ensure his safety.

The ancients were not deceiving me. There is some truth in spending money to avoid disaster.

"Yes, sir. Come with me and have a look." The broker led him to the hall inside the brokerage shop. The place was quite spacious, a bit like the hall where he would hold wedding banquets in modern times. "Please wait a moment, sir. I'll call someone over so you can choose." After saying that, he quickly left to find the manager of the brokerage shop.

"Sir, these guys are all skilled fighters!" The broker held a thick stack of indentures and pointed at the men standing in two rows, introducing them to Yang Biao one by one. "This one is a former soldier, his name is Xue San."

Yang Biao looked at the tall man from the north and didn't understand why he was sold as a slave in the pawnbroker with such great physical fitness. With his martial arts skills, he could at most be a porter at the dock or something like that, and he wouldn't end up like this!

"This is Jiang Sheng. His family members were convicted and demoted to government slaves..." The broker introduced the situations of these people one by one.

"I wonder how much each person costs?" Yang Biao asked the broker in a low voice. He was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze. He was educated to obey the law in a legal society. Although he had bought people before, he still felt that this was illegal and felt a little guilty.

"One hundred taels of silver per person!" The broker looked at him. Why did he ask the price in such a low voice? Could he be penniless? Was he just here to amuse himself? "There is no bargaining for fists and feet in our brokerage guild!" Sorry, no bargaining!

"Then I want this, and this, and this..." Yang Biao pulled Xue San and Jiang Sheng out of the team. Except for a few people who looked like bad guys or whose eyes were rolling around, he took all the others. In the official statement, he didn't like those people.

"Then pay nine hundred taels of silver!" The broker was afraid that he had no money to pay, so it would be best to make a quick decision. He told the price first and asked him to pay the silver quickly. He didn't want to waste time haggling with him.

Those who were not selected were taken back to the cages in the backyard by several small managers of the dental clinic standing by.

"Oh, okay!" Yang Biao took out a stack of silver bills from his sleeve pocket. This stack was worth one thousand taels. He divided the silver bills into several parts and hid them on his body, ready to make payments according to different scenarios. The principle of not showing off wealth should be kept in mind at all times.

"Here you go," Yang Biao took out a silver note with a face value of one hundred taels and put it back into his sleeve pocket, and handed the remaining nine silver notes with a face value of one hundred taels to him.

"Oh, okay, let me take a look at the banknotes first!" The broker carefully checked the nine banknotes and confirmed that they were all real. He then asked the nine selected people to stay where they were and took them to the brokerage office to handle various matters related to population transfer.

"Master, these are the indentures of nine people, keep them!" The broker picked up the indentures on the table, picked out the indentures of nine people and handed them to Yang Biao. This master was really straightforward in buying people, and he didn't bother to bargain with him. It was really a pleasure. Thinking that he could get to know him, he might be able to deal with him again, "If you need anything in the future, just come to me. My surname is Zheng, my name is Zheng Gaoyu, and everyone calls me Fatty Zheng!"

"Okay, I will, I will!" Yang Biao looked down at the information on the contract and memorized it silently. He returned to the hall and waved to the people he bought, "Come with me."

"We have to buy two more horses," Yang Biao thought. With so many people, he couldn't just let them follow his carriage to the city. He turned around and looked at the nine people, "Can you drive?"

It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do it, you can learn it. Didn't I learn it after I came to this ancient time? Although I started by learning to drive an ox cart, more practice won't prevent me from driving a horse cart.

"Master, I know how to drive." Jiang Sheng walked forward. Yang Biao saw that he was taller than himself, about 1.76 meters.

"You and Xue San go buy two carts. It's fine as long as they are practical, they don't have to be too fancy. Wait for me to go to the horse market and buy two horses and then put them on." Yang Biao took out fifty taels of silver from his purse and handed it to him. This cart would be used to deliver goods in the future. Although he didn't know what the prices in Jiahe County were like, it couldn't be more expensive than in the capital.

"Yes, I'll go right away. After I buy the car, where will I wait for you?" Jiang Sheng took the money and said he could ask the store to deliver the car to his door. He didn't know how long it would take Yang Biao to buy the horse, but he couldn't let his master wait for him.

"Well," Yang Biao thought for a moment and decided that it would be better to let them wait at the inn where he was staying. "After you buy the car, go to Chunhui Inn and book a large bunk bed. Then wait for me at the door of the inn. Guandong, come with me to buy a horse."

"Master, you're back!" The eight people waiting at the door of Chunhui Inn saw Yang Biao coming on horseback, and they swarmed up to greet him.

"Master, this horse is a great buy!" Xue San stepped forward and took the reins from Yang Biao's hand, touching the horse's mane, which was shiny and glossy.

"Xue San, take the horse and harness it to the cart." Yang Biao saw that he was looking at the horse affectionately and couldn't let it go. How much must this man love horses!

"Hey, I'll go right away!" Xue San happily led the horse away.

"Master, can I also harness the horses to the cart?" Guandong jumped off the horse and asked Yang Biao for the job of harnessing the horses.

"Okay, go ahead." He turned to Jiang Sheng and asked, "Have you booked a bunk bed?"

"Master, it's been booked. How about going with me to have a look?" Then he realized that he had said something wrong. How could the master live in a big bunk bed? He knelt on the ground and said, "I deserve to die. Master, please spare my life."

"What's wrong with you?" Yeah, what's going on with Jiang Sheng? He knelt down for no reason and asked for my life for no reason. When did I say I wanted his life?

"My master is of noble status, and I shouldn't let you sleep on the lowly bunk bed." Jiang Sheng explained the reason why he knelt down and begged his master for mercy.

"Oh," Yang Biao suddenly realized what was going on. But how could a large bunk bed be considered lowly? "You lead the way. I'll go over there and take a look."

"Ah?" Now it was Jiang Sheng's turn to be confused. Why did my grandfather want to go and see the big bunk bed?

"Don't kneel there stupidly, lead the way." Yang Biao patted his shoulder, signaling him to get up quickly.

"Oh," Jiang Sheng quickly got up, nodded and bowed to lead Yang Biao to see the large bunk bed they had booked.

"Well, it can sleep more than ten people." It's not bad to sleep nine people on it, and it won't be crowded.

Yang Biao tore off his beard and wiped off the nasolabial lines drawn on his face, which shocked the seven people present.

"Master, what are you doing..." Jiang Sheng didn't understand how a teenager could become a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties after tinkering with something.