Group pet little lucky girl: Jiaojiao bag brings the whole family rich

Chapter 112
"Woooo~"

"Father, mother, come and save me."

"I want to go home."

Some people sobbed softly, some broke down and cried loudly. At a glance, there were about twenty figures huddled in a closed corner.

The youngest of these people was only six years old, and the oldest was only 15 years old. Everyone had tears on their faces and fear and despair in their eyes.

There was only one person who was different from all the others, and he watched all that happened with a blank face.

"Shut up what you are yelling at, and whoever is dishonest will throw you down to feed the fish!"

There was a scolding sound, and as the hatch opened, a figure appeared in front of everyone.

This is a man in his 30s, tall and burly, with powerful arms.

Holding a long whip, he had a ferocious expression and a fierce look on his face, scanning the audience with fierce eyes.

Seeing that someone was still crying, he raised his foot and walked over, raised his whip and lashed at the weeping person fiercely.

"what!"

A scream, with pain and helplessness.

"Cry! I'll make you cry! See if I don't beat you to death!"

The man came fiercely, and the frequency of whipping the whip increased, and the whip was merciless to the flesh.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" The crisp sound carried a bone-chilling chill.

The listener's legs trembled.

"Ah, ah, don't hit me! Don't hit me!"

"I'm not crying anymore."

"I will never cry again."

"Please don't hit me!"

The little girl was young and had a good face, her mouth was suppressed from crying, and she only dared to whimper.

In order not to be beaten again, she kept begging for mercy, and rushed over in a hurry, holding the whip tightly in her arms.

"let go!"

The man pulled the whip out, but it didn't. He sneered: "It's against you!"

Followed by punches and kicks.

The faces of the people around were pale with fright, fearing that a fist would accidentally fall on their head, they squeezed desperately aside.

Even so, the man still felt unrepentant, and the beating became more and more fierce.

"Damn girl, let go!"

"You're not loose, are you?"

The flesh on the man's face trembled, and he took the other section of the whip in his hand and wrapped it around the little girl's neck.

Give it a hard squeeze.

"Uh!"

The little girl couldn't breathe for a moment, she reflexively grabbed the man's clothes, and begged desperately with tears.

The man was unmoved, his eyes were cold and heartless.

Gradually, the little girl's face began to turn blue, the whites of her eyes protruded, and she was about to suffocate to death.

"30 taels!"

A voice sounded suddenly, the man paused, and looked over for his reputation.

In the far corner of the cabin, a little boy about eight or nine years old sat quietly.

His long pink and jade carvings, his exquisite face is like a little fairy boy who has fallen into the mortal world, the white cloud pattern robe he wears has been dyed dirty, and his hair is a little messy.

The whole person was calm and composed, without a trace of embarrassment, which was in stark contrast to the crying person beside him.

"What do you mean?"

The man raised his eyebrows, he had noticed this kid a long time ago.

He was different from others, he bumped into it by himself, and when he came, he didn't cry or make a fuss, just sat there obediently.

They eat when they are asked to eat, and drink when they are asked to drink. The cooperation is incredible.

"She's worth 30 taels."

The immature voice was calm and calm, as if it was just telling a trivial matter.

As soon as the words fell, he withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and ignored him.

After listening, the man's pupils shrank, and his tightening movements stopped suddenly.

After struggling for a few seconds, he reduced his strength a little bit, and slowly let go of the whip.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

After being released, the little girl gasped for air and coughed violently.

The man didn't even look at it, put away his whip, walked towards the little boy who just made a sound, stood still in front of him, and sized him up with interest.

He chuckled lightly and said, "You are honest, why don't you cry, why don't you try to escape?"

The people here are all trafficked, there are more than 20 people in total, mainly girls.

There are only three or four boys at the very least. They have one thing in common, that is, they are handsome, and they are the top class in the crowd.

They are going to be taken to Liaodong Mansion and sold to the Huns for a good price.

"Is crying useful?"

The little boy raised his head, his eyelashes were thick and long like a small fan, covering his dark eyes and the look in his eyes.

"You know a lot."

The man sneered, looked around, and raised his voice to warn: "If you don't want to be beaten, be honest with me, and there will be another time..."

The man shook his whip, his eyes flashed fiercely, his meaning was very simple, if someone commits the crime again, it is not as simple as being beaten.

After speaking, he turned and left, and locked the small door again.

on the deck.

The leading man called his subordinates to his side, and said: "Our goods are too difficult to handle, and there will be long nights and dreams, so it is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

"You go to the pier right away to prepare food, we will leave later."

"Yes, boss, I'll go right away."

The subordinates got the order to go ashore immediately, stood on the shore and looked around.

They don't often stop at this pier, so they are not familiar with it, so they are going to ask someone for directions.

At this moment, Chen Dali came over with a few coolies and asked, "Is this brother going to unload?"

"We have been working at the dock for a long time, and the price is negotiable."

"No!" The man shook his head.

Chen Dali immediately understood that if he stopped here without unloading, he must be planning to rest and buy some supplies.

Smiling slightly, he continued: "Is that brother going to buy something, ready-made food, food, or clothes?"

"I'm familiar with this place, do you want someone to show you the way?"

Hearing this, the man finally looked at Chen Dali.

There are quite a lot of people doing this kind of work on the pier, and he doesn't find it strange.

He took out a few copper coins from his pocket and stuffed them, and asked: "Is there any food here? It doesn't need to be exquisite, just a large quantity is fine. We are in a hurry, so please give me some pointers."

Chen Dali spread out his palms and looked down. There were about seven or eight copper coins, most of which were not many, and a few questions were enough.

He pointed at a thatched hut not far away, and said with a smile, "We only sell one food at the wharf, and that's right there."

The man looked in the direction of his finger, thanked him and left.

Not long after, Fat Miao'er, Li Xiaodao and others welcomed this guest at the booth.

"What do you sell here?"

"Bone soup, Wowotou."

"Do you have white flour steamed buns?"

"no!"

Hearing this answer, the man frowned, and then opened his brows. When he is out of the house, he doesn't care so much, just deal with it and eat!

"Give me two buckets of bone broth, and then..."

The man thought for a while: "Let's get another [-] Wowotou!"

Four hundred?
Fat Miao'er, Li Xiaodao and the others all stared wide-eyed at the same time.

This is a big deal!

It's a pity they don't have so many in hand.

So he shook his head.

The man asked, "Then how much do you have?"

(End of this chapter)