According to the "Juyan Han Shop", during the Western Han Dynasty, a young slave was worth 15,000 yuan and a big maid was worth 20,000 yuan.

Han Yan only spent 10,000 yuan to buy this Hu slave, which is cheap and affordable. Looking at his vitality, big and thick appearance, sixteen people can catch him back. I think he is a little capable and worth the money.

The minor official will not hand over the money to the government. He will probably give it to his superiors more filial and share it with his brothers as an income from the year-end bonus.

Han Yan was too lazy to pay attention to these things. When the water was clear, there was no fish. He benefited himself, so he gave the little official an extra golden ball. Seeing his confused appearance, he wanted to lick it up. It's not that the emperor likes slanderous ministers, and it's really comfortable to be flattered.

After taking the deed issued by the minor official, even if the transaction is completed, the superiors will specify in detail how the Hu slaves came from.

The minor official attributed the credit for the arrest of the Hu people to the Gonggao Marquis' Mansion, so the slave was bought at a low price by Han Yan and not given to the government, so that their relationship could be cleared.

As for the level of cheapness, the little official looked at Prince Yan...

"Just write three thousand coins." Han Yan thought for a while and said.

Leaving seven thousand coins should be enough for you to share.

As a result, as soon as the words came to an end, the Hu man, who had just been whipped, struggled violently again, with his eyebrows and eyes wide open, and he shouted with red eyes: "You are too bullying."

What the words mean is that slaves are also personal. If others want 20,000 yuan, I am only worth 3,000 yuan?

Han Yan was startled by the roar and didn't react. He let out a sharp sound, and his ears kept buzzing, and then his hearing was temporarily lost. He felt that it was quiet all around him. Slowly, the sound of wind and breathing poured into his eardrums and restored his hearing.

His voice was so damn high, and the roof was shaking so hard that it was ashes. If it was even higher, his eardrums would be broken. It is said that Zhang Fei could drink the Dangyang Bridge, and Han Yan was a little convinced.

The little official was also stunned by the roar. When he came back to his senses, he saw the Hu people struggling, and his face turned a little ferocious. He picked up the whip and wanted to beat him again. Damn it, he has become a slave and dares to be so arrogant?

Han Yan stopped him and said loudly: "The vicious little slave is so valuable, just write a thousand dollars."

The little official was overjoyed, threw away the whip, picked up the knife and pen and engraved it, fearing that Han Yan would change his mind.

When Hu heard this, he almost fainted, gritted his teeth, his eyes were about to devour people, and he wished he could eat the meat of these two people raw...

The guards of the Hou Mansion came very quickly, tied the Hu people up and then used a thick wooden stick to pass through their tied hands and feet. The four guards carried the wooden sticks and took the people away like a dead pig.

Having his first slave, Han Yan felt very happy and smiling.

When the ancients bought slaves, they probably only regarded it as a very normal thing and had no thoughts in their hearts. But Han Yan is the soul of modern people. He thought that everyone was equal, but he was the master of others. He had to do whatever I asked you to do. Being obedient is your only way out. My will is your standard of life. That kind of vanity and superiority are simply indescribable.

When the officials saw that Han Yan had bought the slave, Huang Ya almost laughed and came up to congratulate him. Everyone would receive an extra income.

When leaving the market, Han Yan and the mayor of the market were chatting casually and found a few children in thick clothes hiding from a distance to watch him. The longing and timid eyes were as if a cat who had been hungry for a few days was watching humans and wanted to eat.

Han said that he often used slingshots to shoot golden pills in the city, but he did not take them back after the slings, and returned to these children. Han Yan thought about it, and suddenly felt ashamed that the golden pill that he was dispensable was enough to change the family fate of these children.

You should know that most of the people who sell themselves as slaves are unable to pay taxes of several hundred yuan, and then sell themselves to 20,000 yuan, so that their families can have no worries about food and clothing, and then they will be slaves and servants for their whole lives, and they will be beaten and scolded.

Thinking of this, Han Yan couldn't help feeling sentimental. He took out a few golden balls from the middle of his collar and threw them at the children, and told the mayor: "Help me watch, no one is allowed to steal their things."

"Here." The mayor was deeply envious, but he did not dare to disobey Han Yan's order. It would be better than the children who pretended to be pitiful...

When returning to Gonggao Marquis' Mansion, the Spring Festival is coming, the servants are busy and drive a ladder to hang wooden signs on the door of the mansion. The peach wood signs are engraved with two door gods, Yulei and Shentu. It is said that hanging these two can eliminate disasters and avoid disasters, seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

The ancients believed in ghosts and gods, which are not understandable to modern people. From ancient times to the present, emperors have to write some stories of gods and ghosts to increase the recognition of the people, even Liu Che is no exception. According to folks, his mother, Wang Shi, was a dreamer and a man who was born in a dream. Before he became an emperor, he first created the theory of gods. Wang Shi was not simple.

There is a dungeon in the Hou Mansion, which stores grain and uses it to detain slaves who make mistakes. However, Han Yan hasn't seen anyone be imprisoned for a few months after he came back, but today it came in handy.

You can hear the roars and curses from the ground from afar, and the Chinese language is mixed with the Huns, which is ridiculous.

The dungeon is dark, with a swell of moisture. Pig iron as thick as a wrist is cast into a cell. As long as you are locked in, no matter how strong you are, it will be useless.

When the enemies meet, they are very jealous, and the Hu people are merciless.

"You are the turtle of your husband..."

Han Yan, who was originally smiling, suddenly froze, his skin twitched, and his self-esteem was a little damaged by this scolding. I treated you as a normal person, and I never thought of enslaving you, so I should not be shameless.

In the corner of the dungeon wall, red candles are quietly lit on the mottled bronze candlesticks, and the candle wax flows downwards. The faint red light shines in the dungeon, accompanied by coldness and depression. When you first come down, you will feel strange. After a while, you will feel gloomy and terrifying.

"I dare to speak rudely again, tattoo, slay, silence, Gong, I will let you take it in turn."

The cold words of the blade were still a little tender, echoing in the dungeon, like a young demon from hell standing on the platform, overlooking the slaves on earth, causing the Hu people to curse abruptly.

The prison became quiet and the air seemed to solidify. Han Yan was angry for the first time after traveling through time, and finally revealed the things that were influenced by this era.

Being out of mud without staining is a good character, but not everyone can do it. Before Han Yan was reborn, he was a commoner. He had been with society for many years and had never seen such a person who was mudless without stains, and he did not have such good qualities.

Han Yan deeply understood the cruelty, honor and humility of the Han Dynasty. When we came to this era, the concept of equality for everyone would not work. The emperor was in a real state of ruling the people. Only by integrating into it and gradually changing what he could influence with his meager power can he survive safely.

In this process, we still have to use the rules of this era to do things.

If you don’t understand the rules, I will teach you.

If it weren't for conquering you, I would tear your stinky mouth first. Han Yan thought so, so he said, "I don't want to torture you, nor do I want to humiliate you. If you have resentment in your heart, why do you think about your fault? What caused you to be so far today?"

"I bought you back because I wanted you to create value for me. If you are not convinced, I can resell you and see if others will persuade you as kindly as I do to you."

"As for the question of your desire to escape, I advise you not to think too much. If you don't send messages and identity certificates in the man, even if I let you go now, I will be locked in a dungeon by others at a different time, unless you hide in the deep mountains and forests for the rest of your life like a savage."

"As for why you came to Gonggaohou Kingdom, I guess you were probably hungry, or you were not careful when you saw Gonggaohou Kingdom primary school, and you wanted to find delicious food in the city?"

"Um... it may be that you can't stand this dirty outfit and want to change it with clean clothes?" Han Yan looked at it and said something.

"Actually, there are many scattered people outside the city. If you rob them, you should be able to find food and clothes, but you didn't do this. Either you are kind-hearted or too arrogant, and you are despised by their things, want to wear silk or eat beef?"

When Han Yan said this, Hu's hands tightened when he grabbed the pig iron prison door, and his eyes also fluctuated slightly.

The nomadic people obviously do not have that deep scheming, and most of them are straightforward and reckless. One place supports the other, and the person in front of them is no exception.

"Don't be nervous, I won't kill you, nor will I ask you about your foundation, because I also have Hu blood, and we have a relationship." After a pause, I looked directly at Hu and said, "But my money cannot be spent in vain. You must be worthy of my investment this time. Judging from your stubborn appearance and ability to be beaten, I will be a bodyguard for me. It lasts for five years. I will give you the document of Shinu."

After thinking about it, he added: "I will not enslave you during this period. You can eat whatever I eat. The same treatment as me. We are the descendants of the princes. We are indispensable for donkey meat in the sky and fish in the ground. We also pay you a salary on time to let you have money to go out for free. How about it?"

Han Yan has also thought about how good he is to the Hu people. He wants to find someone to be "equal to everyone" and reminds himself not to be too corrupt and not to really accept this society of high and low status. Otherwise, what is the difference between himself and the native Han people?

You must always keep something different. People must persist in order to avoid losing themselves. I will just name it "Innocence".

It is the mission of every Chinese to keep in mind the teachings of the motherland.

After Han Yan finished nagging, Hu's eyes were already a little turbid and dazed, and he was obviously moved.

There were also slaves on the Huns' prairie, and they were not as good as slaves from the Han Dynasty. At least the Han emperor issued an edict that slaves were not allowed to be abused or killed for no reason. Violators would be held accountable.

On the prairie, there is no "ritual" of the Han people. The strong eat fat, the old eat the rest, the strong and healthy, the elderly and the weak, the master kills the slaves with just one thought, and there is no need for any reason. The strong prey on the weak is nature. How could he propose such generous conditions like the young man in front of him? I never thought about it in my dream...

At present, I have only two ways out. I will hide in the mountains all my life, or be arrested as a slave, and change to a master. Will they have this young man?

The Hu people were deeply worried and sad that they were about to become slaves to others. The gap was too big in a short period of time, which made him unable to accept.

Just when his face was gloomy, Han Yan spoke at the right time.

"I don't know your name yet, nor do I want to know. If you agree to the same surname as me for five years, you will have the same surname as me in the future. My surname is Han, and my name is Han Yan. As for you..."

Han Yan pondered for a moment, looked at Hu's strong body, and said on a whim: "With your personality and body shape, I think a name is very suitable for you... Han Erdan."
Chapter completed!