"Bring the stuff over here!!"

As they were talking, Zhao Si ordered his men to bring over a bag of grain and a small bag of salt and place them in front of the Juyan people.

"Open the bag!!"

With Zhao Si's command, the bags of golden grain and white salt were revealed to the people of Juyan.

Seeing the grain and salt in the bag, the eyes of all the Juyan people watching lit up, and many even had the urge to rob it.

But upon seeing the two hundred or so fierce-looking guards wielding long swords, many people swallowed hard and quickly abandoned this unrealistic idea.

"But... our cattle and sheep belong to the king and his officials, and we have nothing to trade with you."

A middle-aged man with a pale face stepped forward from the crowd and looked at Zhao Si, his voice tinged with bitterness.

"Yes! We have nothing left but our lives!"

The local people of Juyan around them echoed their sentiments, and many of them couldn't help but sob.

"Having someone else will do!"

"People? Do you still need people?" the middle-aged man couldn't help but ask.

"Of course we need them! Many of the Han soldiers don't have wives!"

Then Zhao Si said loudly, "A young woman can be exchanged for twenty catties of grain or half a catty of salt."

"real?"

Upon hearing the price Zhao Si offered, the local Juyan people's eyes lit up. Twenty catties of grain was not much, but it was very tempting for them who couldn't even afford a full meal.

Especially that half pound of salt; if used sparingly, it would be enough for their family to eat for a whole month.

"Here you go, I'll change!!"

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man no longer hesitated. He pulled a girl of about sixteen years old from the crowd and pushed her in front of Zhao Si. This girl was his daughter.

"Father, you...?"

The girl stared at her father in disbelief. She hadn't expected to be sold so easily. Tears streamed down her face, making her thin frame appear even more helpless and pitiful.

"Sigh~"

Seeing his daughter like this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh. Although he felt sorry for her, he still spoke up:

"Don't blame your father for being heartless. You've seen it yourself, we have absolutely nothing to eat. Your mother and your younger brother are starving to death, and even the two of us probably won't last much longer! Besides, if you go with them, maybe you can find a good family and never go hungry again!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Zhao Si and his companions, as well as the Juyan people around them, couldn't help but sigh.

In chaotic times, a woman's life is as fragile as a bushel of rice; that's just how reality is!