Chapter 19: There's No Such Thing as a Free Lunch (Part 2)

  There were even people who recommended themselves as child brides, and Jiang Feng, surrounded in the middle, had his hair standing on end. He directly took out the steel knife with its scabbard from his waist and prepared to give this nonsense-talking guy a good beating. Zhao Xiuzai behind him hurriedly shouted from outside the crowd:

  "Everyone, this student is a mediator for this military officer, you all come talk to me."

  It's strange to say, as soon as Zhao Xiucan's voice rang out, the voices of the people around him suddenly stopped, and each one suddenly returned to their listless appearance. Zhao Xiucan hurriedly ran over to follow Jiang Feng and said:

  "General, you can't find people like this."

  Jiang Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he finally understood what it was like when he had just graduated in modern times, at a talent exchange center, facing a swarm of recruiters. Apart from fear and panic, there was also a hint of excitement in his heart, because those people seemed to be commodities for him to choose from.

  Zhao Xiūcái looked at Jiang Feng who was a bit dizzy and continued with a smile:

  "These people are all registered in the hut, if you hire them, when the time comes, it's not just a matter of good or bad work, but also not giving them money is not enough, they will extort you mercilessly."

  Listening to Zhao Xiuzai's account, Jiang Feng shook his head and sighed, thinking that there were still many doors in this matter, and relying on his fists alone was not enough to calm the situation. The whole city was likely to have several hundred people involved, how could he possibly handle it alone? Thinking this way, his impression of Xiuzai beside him improved even more.

  At this time, someone behind him whispered into Jiang Feng's ear, and the content of this sentence suddenly raised Jiang Feng's vigilance. The sentence was like this:

  Another fat sheep has fallen into the trap...

  "Shh, do you want to die? If those rascals hear you, they'll beat you to death..."

  After hearing this, Jiang Feng quietly tightened the leather bag on his shoulder to his waist, and then brought out the dagger at his waist with the blade facing outward. He took down the steel knife from his waist and held it in his hand. Zhao Xiucai indeed looked a bit strange. Along the way, they passed by some decent-looking people who were honest and had guarantors or were willing to sell themselves into slavery or become long-term laborers.

  But they were all stalled by Zhao Xiuzai with various reasons and led to another direction, Jiang Feng took a look from afar and saw that there were also more than a dozen people gathered together on the other side, also waiting for the buyer's gesture, but next to them was a large empty space.

  Jiang Feng was secretly annoyed, and his gaze at Zhao Xiūcái was also somewhat unfriendly. He thought to himself: "I have no grudges against you, yet I still treated you to a meal. You ungrateful scholar are still pretending to be moved, putting on an act. If it weren't for that meal, would you have so casually screwed me over?"

  What's strange is that as Zhao Xiuzai got closer to those people, his footsteps slowed down, Jiang Feng's expression didn't change, he just stood there watching the people around him, and when they were about to reach the empty space near that group of people, although everyone was surrounding them, talking loudly.

  But Jiang Feng noticed that these people kept glancing over at this side, and just as they were about to leave the crowd and head towards their destination with Zhao Xiuzai leading the way, Zhao Xiuzai suddenly stopped in her tracks. Whether it was the dozen or so people on that side or the vendors sitting here, everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhao Xiuzai.

  Zhao Xiūcái's face was filled with shame, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Feng, and he spoke in a hoarse voice:

  "General, please return."

  Jiang Feng sneered inwardly and pretended to be puzzled, saying:

  "Those people in front aren't just right for my selection, Mr. Zhao."

  Zhao Xiuciai did not catch the sarcastic tone in Jiang Feng's voice, his face was red and uncertain, as if he had made a very big decision, and said with great solemnity:

  "General, you owe me a meal, and also call me Mr. General, it's really impossible to go forward, if I take you with me, I'm afraid the silver on your body will be looted clean, if I do this, wouldn't that be like being a beast?"

  When Jiang Feng heard this sentence, his original anger suddenly turned into a desire to burst out laughing. The withered yellow face in front of him also looked lovely in his eyes. He didn't know if what was happening in front of him could be considered a sudden awakening, but he felt some emotion in his heart. He patted Zhao Xiuzai's shoulder and only said:

  "Suit yourself."

  He found himself speechless too, Jiang Feng turned around and left, Zhao Xiuzai stood there for a while, suddenly shouting loudly:

  "General, from today on, I will live with dignity even if it means starving to death."

  On the other side, a group of people were sitting, some idle sons of Tianjin's non-hereditary military households. The leader was called Tie Dan, who had some strength. Usually, they would wait for Zhao Xiucan to lure laborers from outside merchants to come here, and then beat them up in a quiet place, robbing them of their money.

  If no one is deceived, then all transactions in the human market will be subject to a levy, which can be considered as a kind of protection fee from past lives. It has always been called the king and overlord here, and no one dares to provoke it.

  The people around gradually knew about their misdeeds, and business was getting less and less. Today, it was not easy to see Zhao Xiuzai leading a fat sheep over there, and a group of people were there, although they didn't dare show any excited expressions, but their eyes kept sizing them up.

  From a distance, Jiang Feng's attire looked ordinary, with a half-old brocade robe and armor, but it seemed to have an air of wealth. The brocade robe was not something that could be easily obtained by the people in these guard stations, especially for someone like Jiang Feng who appeared to be a low-ranking officer at first glance.

  The military personnel of the Wei camp were fighting and quarreling, and although the thousand households and commanders-in-chief were punishing them, they still prioritized protecting their own people, so they were all fearless. Unexpectedly, when someone arrived in front of them, no one knew what Zhao Xiucan said, but that fatty actually turned around and left. Following that, Zhao Xiucan's words, they all heard clearly, and surprisingly, it was about being a decent person.

  Tie Dan suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart, and he quickly stood up and rushed over. Zhao Xiucai was standing there, coldly watching these people.

  A dozen or so people were idle military dependents from nearby, no one dared to provoke them. They waited for the other laborers of their partners in the place, and when they saw these people coming over with a menacing air, they all got up from their original places and ran far away to surround and watch the excitement.

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