So he calmly and politely said, "I've changed my mind. I originally wanted strong laborers, but then I thought, if we take these people back and treat them properly, we can win by sheer numbers. It might not be inferior to heavy laborers of the same price."

Besides, your high-quality produce here won't have trouble selling, but if the ones near the entrance don't sell, you'll probably suffer significant losses in a few days, right?

These words truly struck a chord with the slave trader. He was well aware of this principle, otherwise he wouldn't have placed those people in the most prominent position.

However, this young girl looks quite young and doesn't seem like she's capable of managing a household...

If she brings such a group of people back home, and her elders see them, they might think the brokerage firm is trying to cheat her and come knocking on her door, which would be a bad deal.

So he thought for a moment, then put on a smile again and said politely and respectfully:

"Then let's sign a contract to show that it's a cash transaction, and that you're the one who wanted to buy those people, so we didn't cheat you."

"Do you think... this will be alright?"

Shen Xingmian certainly understood what the human trafficker meant. With a contract, even if someone came knocking on their door later, they would have proof that they hadn't cheated the buyer beforehand, and that it was purely a voluntary transaction by the buyer.

Shen Xingmian had no objection to this, since these people would definitely not die once they were in her hands.

She didn't have as many of the convoluted schemes as the human traffickers; she just wanted to take the person back as soon as possible.

Soon, they returned to the cobblestone path, counted the number of people, and began to discuss how much to sell each person for.

Shen Xingmian then had time to carefully observe the condition of these people.

It was indeed quite bad, and it included men, women, young and old. If it weren't for her healing abilities, she probably wouldn't have dared to accept it even if it were given to her for free.

"There are twelve people in total. I've calculated the total price. If I sell it to you as a package, I'll charge ten taels of silver."

I know it might seem expensive to you, but these people have been employed by us for a long time. After deducting the money spent on buying them and their food and expenses, we really don't make much profit.

"Eight taels."

Ignoring the slave trader's sob story, I thought, who does business without making money by selling well to cover losses? Why should I bear their losses?

The human trafficker had a bitter face and was about to haggle over the price again when he heard a person lying down suddenly cough violently, looking like he was about to die. He was so frightened that he immediately nodded in agreement.

Shen Xingmian was also eager to take these people back and treat them quickly, so she didn't plan to argue about the money anymore and nodded in agreement.

She took a few loose silver coins from her purse and gave them to the broker, urging, "We can go and draft the contract now. Once it's signed, I'll take them away as soon as possible."

Seeing that she had already taken out the silver, the slave trader felt much more at ease.

He didn't make much money at that price, but at least he got rid of these hot potatoes. Otherwise, if they all died, he would have suffered a huge loss.

He didn't know what stroke of luck he had today to run into such a living bodhisattva; otherwise, he really wouldn't have been confident that he could sell those eight taels of silver.

Fearing the young girl might change her mind, he hurriedly ran inside, took out paper and pen, and wrote a contract in front of Shen Xingmian.

It was emphasized that the purchase was voluntary and not forced, and there was absolutely no possibility of reneging on the agreement later.

These words were written in a very cold and ruthless manner, but Shen Xingmian was not displeased when she read them; they were just trivial matters.

Once the contract was signed and the fingerprints were pressed, the slave trader's face immediately regained its smile, and he said warmly:

"Young lady, we also have a very skilled cook and an excellent accountant. Would you like to take a look? We guarantee fair prices and honest service!"

"No need. Send two carriages to take these people to the north gate. My men will come to pick them up. Here, that's the travel fee."

Shen Xingmian tossed him another tael of silver and instructed, "These people are all mine now. Treat them well and make arrangements as soon as possible."

The slave trader was initially reluctant, but for the sake of a tael of silver, he immediately put on a smile and went to make the arrangements.

After Shen Xingmian arranged two carriages at the city gate, the slave trader also delivered the person.

Refusing the slave trader's help, Shen Xingmian took out a footstool and helped the people slowly move into the carriage, which took quite a bit of effort.

Then she drove the carriage in front herself, with the horses following behind, and the two carriages left the city gate one after the other.

This amazing sight stunned many people, as such an obedient horse is truly a rare sight.

Once everyone was out of sight, Shen Xingmian waved her hand, sending the car and people back into her spatial dimension.

The carriage transitioned smoothly, and the people inside had no idea what was happening until they heard a voice say "Come out." Only then did they nervously lift the curtain and look outside.

Upon seeing this, everyone's eyes widened in shock.

It's not even summer yet, where did all this ripe grain come from?

Are they... really still in the capital? They don't seem to have gone very far, so how come things are completely different from before they got on the train?

Everyone was confused, but they were suffering from illness and didn't have time to think too much. They followed orders, slowly got off the carriage, and slumped down on the open ground.

Shen Xingmian felt a bit overwhelmed watching these people's strenuous movements. Even if their ailments were cured, with their current physiques, she didn't know when they would be able to do farm work again.

It's like we brought back a bunch of ancestors.

Harmful.

These people had been sick for who knows how long; they were all very dirty and smelled terrible. Shen Xingmian took a breath and went over to them, transferring some of her supernatural abilities into each of them.

No one knew what she was doing, but they felt much better after she took their pulse.

Shen Xingmian didn't want to explain too much to them, fearing that being too easy to talk to would make them harbor ulterior motives.

She said with a touch of authority, "Your indentures are all in my hands. Be obedient and I will heal you all. If anyone dares to cause trouble, don't blame me for selling them back."

The crowd responded meekly, none daring to look up at her, presumably because she had been tortured to the point of having lost all hope of survival.

The fact that she bought it was truly sudden; she probably hadn't even had time to react yet.

Shen Xingmian placed several buckets of hot water in each of the two tents and gave instructions:

"Men, go to the left; women, go to the right. Go take a shower and change into clean clothes before you come out to see me. Before you shower, drink this pot of water; it'll be good for your health."

Shen Xingmian only said it once, wanting to see how well these people could execute their orders, and that he needed to select two who were in good form to manage.

She simply didn't have the time to stay in the space the whole time, watching them work.

Three of them reacted quickly, poured themselves a glass of water, drank it all in one gulp, and then walked towards the tent.