75 Slave Trade

“Another example is 119, which means 1 hundred, 1 ten and 9 ones…”

Liang Chengcai was amazed.

“Then 233 means 2 hundreds, 3 tens and 3 ones?” He quickly deduced.

“Yeah, you learn fast!” Lin Xiaoyue nodded.

Liang Chengcai blushed, “it’s you who taught me well, Miss Lin.”

Lin Xiaoyue smiled and didn’t refute.

She continued to explain.

“By the same logic, you can write infinitely large numbers.”

Then, Lin Xiaoyue tested Liang Chengcai on a few more numbers. From a few million to a few hundred thousand, Liang Chengcai wrote all of them correctly.

The more Liang Chengcai wrote, the more amazed he was.

“It’s amazing,” he exclaimed.

He had never heard of such a way of writing numbers before, and it was much simpler than the way people write numbers at the moment.

“Yes.” Lin Xiaoyue responded.

In the 21st century, Arabic numerals were the most common symbols to write decimal numbers, and of course, there was a reason for that.

“In order to be more familiar with these numbers and have a good foundation, you will write 0-100 ten times this afternoon. I will check it tomorrow.”

“Yes!” Liang Chengcai quickly bowed to Lin Xiaoyue.

“Well, that’s it for today. I still have something to do, so I have to go now.” Lin Xiaoyue immediately said goodbye.

“Okay. I’ll send you off.” Liang Chengcai hurriedly said.

“No need for that Mr. Liang.” Lin Xiaoyue said and then left.

Liang Chengcai looked at Lin Xiaoyue’s back as she left, and the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curl up.

What a genius!

Who would have thought that such a person existed in a small place like Qingshi Town? And she was just a little girl.

After leaving Ruyi Restaurant, Lin Xiaoyue went to the address that Old Man Shi had given her and went to a market near the dock.

Yes, the place where the cattle and horses were traded was set up at a market closest to the dock.

What Lin Xiaoyue didn’t know was that this market not only traded cattle and horses, but also slaves.

When she arrived, she saw a lot of people crowded around the place.

Seeing that it was still early, she squeezed in for a look.

Then, she found out that this place was selling people!

Yes, that’s right, selling people like livestock.

A few men in black clothes stood around the stage, and there were a few men and women with their hands bound.

At this moment, a man holding a short whip was walking up and down the stage, shouting and saying that the sale would start soon.

Lin Xiaoyue heard the discussions of the people around her, and quickly understood the situation.

Those who had their hands bound were indeed slaves. The Great Yan dynasty allowed the sale of slaves.

As long as they could afford it, they could buy them. Then, the slaves were like livestock, the personal property of their owners.

Lin Xiaoyue saw that all the slaves were dressed in shabby clothes, and their faces and bodies were filthy. Those who stood close to the stage could even smell the stench of sweat on their bodies.

Naturally, she could smell it too. She frowned and prepared to turn around and leave.

Although this was allowed in this era, it was enough to raise alarm bells in her heart.

Fortunately, the village chief had promised to set up a female household for her mother, and their family was going to build a house. Otherwise, if something really happened, their family might become slaves if they were not careful.

Moreover, although she had controlled her killing intent before, worse comes to worse, she could just kill all of them and take her mother and brother away.