But Tianfeng had the last question in his mind: "Ahao, of course your approach is good, and I have no objection. But... what should I do if they are detained? This kind of thing has happened before, you have to be careful!"

Generally speaking, women who buy in are usually kept in the village for a few years before they are given freedom. But even so, women who go home to visit relatives may be held in the family or the original village. They either kill and eat meat, or sell them as goods to other places. As long as no one catches the handle and denies it, the matter will often be left unresolved in the end.

Tianhao laughed.

Yonggang smiled.

The old priest also smiled. However, compared to Tianhao and Yonggang, his smile was not so proud, and there was a bit of helplessness in it.

"Let them hinder! Haha, this is actually the result I want to see the most." Tianhao's eyes showed a bit of hideousness, and there was obviously a bloodthirsty element in his expectation.

...

The gatekeeper of the surround chezhai knew Aju.

The tall and strong village gate slowly opened, and two alert people holding spears ran over, and they turned around on Aju with surprise.

Last winter, the village was short of food, and Aju and several other women were selected by the leader to exchange food. I heard that they were sold to Panshi Village.

"A Ju, why are you back?" The older alert man did not relax his guard at all. Although he was an acquaintance, he still held his spear tightly and stood in the middle of the road with his feet apart, without any intention of getting out of the way.

"I'll take a look at my mother." Aju was very kind. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, put down the heavy backpack sideways, squatted down, lifted the leaves on the top of the backpack to serve as a cover, grabbed a handful of dried apples, and handed them over with a smile: "Uncle Hong, Aping, try it, this is what I made myself."

Gifts are the best dissolving agent to eliminate strangeness and alertness between people. Aju was originally a person in the village, not to mention that she was still a woman, alone and no one followed her.

The older alert uncle Hong quickly dispelled his doubts. He took a piece of dried fruit from Aju's hand and looked closely at him. He had never seen such a thing before. The length of his finger looked a bit like an irregular ball made of yellow rice flour. The sweet fragrance of dried fruit spreads out, and his sensitive sense of smell quickly captured this pleasant special smell.

He couldn't help asking, "Can this... be eaten?"

Aju, who had a slim face, looked very good when she smiled: "You taste it, it's sweet."

Aping next to him had already finished eating a piece in two bites, and he couldn't wait to grab another piece from Aju's hand.

"Sweet" is an extremely rare taste. Unlike salty for survival, it means salt, which means that you will feel weak if you don't eat salty food for a long time. The northern barbarians have no nutritionists, chemists and biologists. They don't know what "sugar" is, nor what "sodium chloride" is. The tongue is the only criterion for judging whether food is delicious. Sweet... Except for wild honey and fruits on the mountain, most of the year can only be found in the depths of memory.

He stuffed a handful of dried apples into each of his hands. Aju walked into the village in a small but steady pace and walked towards the familiar old wooden house.

The young Aping swallowed the food in his mouth, stared at the woman's back and smiled, "Aju has become beautiful."

The older Uncle Hong has a keen observation ability, and his eyes kept moving away from his back and his hips: "It seems that Aju lives a good life in Panshi Village. He can eat enough and never get hungry."

As long as you eat enough and have enough food, thin and ugly women can become beautiful. "White and fat" was once a terrible adjective that all women hated in the civilized era, but here it means a stunning look that is more attractive than the four beauties.

Aju's father died early. He was unlucky. He encountered a pack of wolves while hunting on the mountain. During the fight, his left hand was cut off by a hungry wolf. Although his fellow travelers tried their best to save him, he became disabled. The next winter, he was killed by the people in the village to share his food.

My mother can spin thread, and this skill is her shelter. When other old women in the village are constantly killed during the food shortage, as long as she sits in front of the spinning wheel and turns her spindle, no one will rush into the house to take her away.

The eldest brother is an honest man, and he can't beat a dull fart with three hammers. He is honest all his life. He never fights for the food and things in the village, and he takes as much as he gives. Even if he is unfair, he will not speak. Honest people are always bullied, and although he is tall, he always looks stupid on his face.

After a brief surprise and greeting, Aju took out the things in her back basket one by one. She diligently lit the fire, took out two pieces of dried fish and soaked them. Then she took some coarse wheat noodles from home, and asked her brother to go to the neighbor to exchange for some fresh meat for pickled venison. According to the method she learned in Panshi Village, she began to make meat patties.

"Have you heard that, Aju is back."

"Didn't she sell it to Panshizhai last winter? Why are she back?"

"I don't know, maybe I was beaten up by the man over there and ran back, right?"

"Just talk nonsense. Ah Hong and Aping are on duty today. They said that Ah Ju brought back a lot of things, and there was a sweet fruit that was delicious. How could this look like it was beaten by a man?"

The news was flying in the village like the wind, drilling into everyone's ears, as touching as a cat's claws scratching the soles of his feet.

The woman who sold her has never had a precedent for her to come back. This is true for the case of the Wanche Village, and the same is true for other villages.

The strong aroma of food drifted away from Aju's wooden house. Everyone who walked by nearby couldn't help but sucked their nostrils, trying to determine the source of the smell, and thinking desperately in their minds about what it was.

The room was densely packed with people, all of whom were watching the fun. The amount of dried apples was not enough, so Aju had to cut them into small pieces with a knife and distribute them to everyone's hands. All the tastes were said to be good.

Envy eyes and jealous words have become the best quota.

"Look at Aju, I went to Panshi Village for a winter, but I didn't expect that I would become more beautiful after I came back. Look at her waist, I must be very strong when I go to the field to work."

"It smells so good! What is that she made in the pot? I saw that she took out the meat soaked in water and chopped it up and said it was fish. I have never seen it before. It was white, so big, what kind of fish is that?"

"Look at the clothes and pants on her, they are all made of cotton cloth. Where did she get so many cloths to make clothes? Could it be that she stole them?"

Clothes are one of the most concerned topics for women, and they have never changed in the civilized era or now. They were curious and asked carefully, and Aju did not hide it from it: "This was sent by the leader of our village. Everyone gets a piece of cloth, and the children are halved."

The woman in the room was stunned and completely shocked.

What is a piece of cloth?

In some special times, such as winter or summer, a piece of cloth can be exchanged for one woman, or even two.

Of course, there will not be many such businesses, mainly depending on the needs of both parties. Prices are changing at any time, but people will only remember the most expensive parts.

Being able to eat and wear clothes is the happiest life in the eyes of most northern barbarians.

The discussion about Aju became even more enthusiastic. All the women in the Chezhai agreed that Aju is now a real rich man.

Jealousy quickly overwhelmed the envy: it was really unfair that the stinky woman who was sold in the village last winter actually lived such a good life that was no different from a god.

In the middle of the night, Lei Zhi rushed into the room.

He is Aju's former man.

They are men who sleep together after looking at each other, not husbands who hold witness ceremony in public with the consent of the village leader and priest.

Aju was a little panicked. She forced her smile and greeted Lei Zhi. The latter was not as easy to talk to as she thought. She came over and hugged her waist, pulled her whole body horizontally, raised it high above her shoulders, and carried it out.

Lei Zhi led a few people and the eldest brother came over to stop him, but they stopped him.

There is no secret to the public robbery. They snatched Aju's backpack and divided everything she brought back. Aju, who was shocked and angry, was not as strong as Lei Zhi. She was carried in the air, waved her fists, and shouted and scolded this arrogant and unreasonable man, but Lei Zhi ignored it. He then strode through the village and took Aju home with hundreds of people walking out of their wooden houses.

Aju was slapped hard by Lei Zhi several times, making her dizzy. She felt someone taking off her clothes, and she struggled desperately and screamed: "I'm married, I have a husband."

"You have a husband who is a chicken. I am your man." Lei Zhi swung his fist and hit Aju in the cheek, making a fierce and threatening voice: "If you shout or not, do you believe me and I chop you up with a knife?"

Women who sell out will still have husbands? Lei Zhi doesn't believe this at all. The status of barbarian women in the North is extremely low, especially those who exchange with each other. They may be attracted by other men, but they will never become openly legal couples.

Men don’t like to bind themselves, so asking the leader of the village to witness the marriage also costs money. Food, prey, cloth, salt... that’s a big or small amount of money.

Looking at Aju who was punched several times, shaking on the ground, twisting her body and struggling in sobs, the ferocity in Lei Zhi's eyes gradually dissipated, releasing a flame with a strong desire element.

Aping and the others were right, Aju is indeed much more beautiful than before.

She used to be very thin and was covered in bones.

Now that I have become fat, my thick waist feels soft when pinched, and my originally sunken cheeks have also been stretched open, becoming round and chubby, smooth.
Chapter completed!