Zhang Feng always thought that the slave market was a place similar to a vegetable market, but unexpectedly, the slave market actually occupied half of the area of ​​Moor City, and half of Moor City was a slave market!

No wonder when you mention Moer City, you will think of slave city. Moer City is a big city, and its area is far larger than that of Red Leaf City. Although it is not as good as Yinsong City, it is not much different. Zhang Feng can only say that this size of slave market is amazing!

The two-story building Marlow refers to is the reception desk of the slave market - one of them.

There are many such reception desks on the periphery of the entire slave market, and each reception desk also has a soldier handle to prevent accidents from happening to the slaves inside.

Not only the reception desk, but also many soldiers were stationed in the slave market. There were even rumors that the strictness of the slave market was even stricter than that of the city lord's mansion.

Zhang Feng felt that the credibility of this news should be quite high. After all, there are so many people in the slave market, not only countless slaves, but also merchants from all over the country and even abroad. If the supervision is not tighter, a small problem may cause great trouble.

The three of them came to the reception desk of the slave market and first registered the merchant's identity.

Because Zhang Feng had asked his subordinates to register his identity as a businessman before, now in Hongye City, Zhang Feng's identity is a businessman and he can purchase slaves without limit.

If you do not have the identity of a merchant, there are restrictions on the slaves you buy. Not only slaves, but also on other things. Of course, if you are a noble or something, then it will be another matter.

As for the identity of a businessman, it is very simple, just one gold coin is enough.

Although this method is very rough, Zhang Feng has to say that this method can bring a considerable income to Moore City. Why is it expensive?

Because this registration is not permanent! Register once, valid for one month!

Although it was a bit unethical, this method still made Zhang Feng's eyes lit up. He even thought of several advanced plans, but he didn't rush to talk about it later.

"Everyone, there is a slave market inside. Some of you may have been here several times, or even regular customers, but there are still new people. I have to explain some rules here."

In the reception office, in addition to Zhang Feng and the other two, there were several other people. A fat manager told Zhang Feng and others about the rules in the slave market.

The rules are not complicated, they are nothing more than not being able to fight, not damaging the interests of the slave market, etc.

After several people confirmed that there was no problem, the reception staff took everyone to the back door, which was the slave market inside.

"Huh~"

Although it is only separated by a wall, inside and outside the slave market seem to be completely different worlds.

If there is a relatively ordinary world outside, then the slave market is a broken world.

It was like an abandoned road, a house with air leakage on all sides, and even the sky seemed to be a little darker.

Although it still snows heavily, it still cannot cover up the mud, feces, and even some unknown objects that emit an unpleasant smell.

In fact, there are also feces in Moore City, but under the cover of heavy snow, it is impossible to see at all. There are many slaves in the slave market, and with the constant coming and going, the snow here cannot cover the road, so naturally it exposed a lot of things.

Zhang Feng took a deep breath, and then carefully searched for a safe road.

"Hehe, brother, is it the first time I'm here? You should be prepared in advance."

Several other people came in at the same time as Zhang Feng. One of the young male businessmen spoke.

After he finished speaking, he ignored the "landmines" all over the ground and left with great strides.

It was only then that Zhang Feng noticed that a pair of high-heeled boots came from the other party!

"This... is careless!"

Zhang Feng was speechless. He remembered the previous Hongye City, which was even more terrifying than Hongye City.

But they all came, and there was no way, so the three of them could only move forward carefully.

There are no slaves on the periphery, and here are all places where soldiers are stationed. The more you go inside, the more people you encounter.

Finally, the three of them met the slave.

This is a house built of wood, probably as big as a basketball court. Zhang Feng even thought that this could not be called a house. Not only did the air leak on all sides, but the roof leaked. A large group of slaves with no clothes shivered inside.

There was a man wearing a thick cotton coat, like the one in charge here. He was talking to a group of merchants. After some bargaining, the merchants took out their wallets and took away dozens of slaves.

After seeing off the businessman and the manager counted the money carefully again, he hurried to Zhang Feng.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm neglecting you all. Look at it casually. The slaves here are good health and flexible. The more you buy, the more you make money!"

There are only slaves sold in the slave market, and the other party did not ask if they were here to buy slaves.

Zhang Feng looked at the sick slaves and was speechless. He was in good health and flexible in his mind. But after all, he was a businessman, so Zhang Feng didn't complain.

He spoke in confusion:

"Aren't you afraid of freezing the slaves to death in your environment?"

Zhang Feng pointed to the slave, a little confused.

"Oh, this is your first time in the slave market!"

The manager's eyes lit up and the newcomer's money is the best to make!

Although these slaves are not his own, he is just a worker, if he can have new customers, he can get a commission!

"how?"

Zhang Feng was a little curious. Why did the other party realize that it was his first time here? Is there something he didn't notice?

"Haha, only newcomers will care about whether slaves will freeze to death. Don't misunderstand it. This is not to say that we don't care about the life and death of slaves, but that it is basically difficult for these slaves to spend the second night here!"

Seeing Zhang Feng and the other two confused eyes, the manager did not keep it in hiding, he said again:

"A slaves in our slave market are not worried about. For example, here, from every morning to the end of the evening, basically all the slaves can be sold out. If they cannot be sold out, they will be transported to the most central slave supervision center and will be guarded in a centralized manner. Wait until the next day to continue selling."

After hearing the manager's explanation, Zhang Feng realized that good guy, he really thought that selling slaves would be considered as selling vegetables! In one day, he could basically sell them all!

Only then did Zhang Feng understand why the slave market was not open at night. They dealt with slaves transported from all over the country at night. After processing, they started selling them during the day.

If Zhang Feng had expected it was not bad, the more he went, the higher the quality of the slaves inside.

After being kind to the manager, Zhang Feng left under his disappointed gaze.

The slave market is divided into many areas, and each area has different managers. These slaves belong to the city lords, and these managers are also working for the city lords. Zhang Feng didn't know how the salary for these managers was set, but based on the enthusiasm of the manager just now, he knew that there must be incentive measures such as commissions.

There are more and more people on the road, and basically some slaves are following behind these people. Some even need to hire soldiers to help maintain order because there are too many slaves.

The soldiers here can be hired, of course, you have to pay some compensation, and it is limited to slave escorts within the city of Moore.

Seeing that Zhang Feng and the other two did not bring any slaves, the managers from various regions rushed over enthusiastically.

When I come to the slave market, I must buy slaves. If I don’t buy them now, I can only say that I don’t like them. This is a potential customer.

I haven't seen such a passionate businessman for a long time, and Zhang Feng feels like he dreams of returning to Haidilao.

After getting rid of everyone, Zhang Feng came to a tavern.

The slave market is so big, so there are naturally taverns, but the taverns here are very simple, which is a little better than the places where slaves stay. At least there is a roof, so you can barely take a break and have a sip of dark beer.

At this time, there were many people in the tavern. Zhang Feng ordered three glasses of dark beer, but he did not drink it. Compared with these dark beers, he was more interested in the words of these people chatting and fucking.

For example, how much money does so earn in one day, how many slaves does so buy, etc.

Although I don't know what they said, it sounds decent.

Some people even talked about the privacy of some nobles, such as which viscount married another concubine, which baron gave her wife to another baron, etc.

Zhang Feng was speechless when he heard this and called his circle very chaotic.

"Hey, do you know about an orc in the Psychedelic Hall last night?"

Someone spoke in a low voice, but this simple tavern was so big that almost everyone could hear it clearly.

"Hey, you are so mysterious, I thought it was something. Isn't it just an orc? I personally participated in the auction last night."

Some people showed disdain, but they were a little proud.

These merchants basically do the slave trade. Moor City is like a wholesale market for slaves. Slaves are collected from all over the place and then sold to nobles. Or these slave merchants, the slave market makes the difference. Of course, Moor City itself also captures slaves, such as the previous lion orcs.

These merchants sold these slaves to other places, and naturally made a difference. For example, some slaves in Hongye City were bought from Moore City. As long as the merchants are experienced and able to control the losses, some of them will still make money. This is considered hard-earned money.

As for when the slave finally reaches the customer, the price will naturally be much higher, and the customer will pay for these differences.

But after all, these merchants are all small businesses, at least in Moor City. They basically rarely go to places full of temptations like the Ecstasy, and even Moor City will not stay for a long time.

Otherwise, if anyone could not help it, the gold coins that had worked hard for a month might have been sent to those women, or the small brothels in other cities would be fragrant.

Those who can go to the Ecstasy Hall can be considered big shots among these little businessmen who are suffering.

So the businessman who spoke was a little proud. Naturally, he received a lot of compliments as he wished, which fully satisfied his vanity and was not in vain for the few gold coins he spent last night.

"What is an orc?"

Some people have seen it, but naturally some people have never seen it, and they have not even heard of it.

"Orc..."

Someone began to explain that this explanation made those who had never heard of it look surprised. There is such a magical race in this world!

If you buy an orc with one hundred gold coins, they don’t know if it’s worth it, but it’s really expensive. With these hundred gold coins, how many slaves can you buy!

In addition to the price, everyone is very curious about the place where the lion orc is going. Some say it was bought by the boss in Moore City, and some say it was bought by the nobles or big merchants from outside. Anyway, there are many different opinions.

As for the big guys they mentioned, they were in the same dilapidated tavern with them, listening to them chatting and bragging.

"Actually, there is an orc in More City. You probably don't know, right?"

Someone spoke again.

As soon as this man spoke, not to mention those businessmen, even Zhang Feng's ears stood up.
To be continued...