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Among the four great inventions of China, papermaking ranks first in the eyes of Mo Dou.

"Young master, the bark, pockmarks, and old slaves with broken fishing nets you mentioned have all been collected, and the iron pot has also been beaten out."

The old man in front of Mo Dou reported his work respectfully, without any doubt because of Mo Dou's strange request.

Mo Dou said with satisfaction: "Uncle Niu has worked hard."

Hearing Mo Dou's words, Uncle Niu didn't show much joy, but frowned: "It's just that recently the workshop has more and less money, and there is not enough money left."

Mo Dou received a lot of rewards for offering Quyuanli, but in order to ensure the enthusiasm of the craftsmen, he distributed the rewards in proportion. He didn't have much money left, and he didn't work a few days before making up for the workshop. Money, plus a piece of expensive iron, the ink fountain is now stretched.

Mo Dou sighed: "Let everyone in the workshop work as usual. I still have a piece of cloth here. Uncle Niu, go and change some servants... Forget it, I'll go with you."

Papermaking also requires craftsmanship, but it takes a lot of time and energy to research and develop, so he can actually find someone else to do it. A piece of cloth for human resources is very cost-effective in Mo Dou's eyes. Besides, he is also very curious about ancient times. What slavery really was like.

Uncle Niu hesitated and said: "I'm afraid this is inappropriate, the old servant is afraid that the young master's eyes will be dirty."

People are probably curious, the more they refuse, the more they want to see it, even though they know they will see something they cannot accept, they are still eager to try it.

Mo Dou shook his head and said firmly, "It's okay."

After tidying up his clothes and standing up, Uncle Niu couldn't stop him, so he had no choice but to lead the way, and started Mo Dou's first trip to the city. Yes, this was indeed Mo Dou's first time shopping in ancient times.

Before Mo Dou was young, Gui was not at ease, and he had no money, so Mo Dou hardly went out a few times, and when he arrived in Xianyang, he had been by Ying Zheng's side all the time, until now he had a little time, but soon, Mo Dou I'm going to accompany Ying Zheng again.

So, be sure to take advantage of this time to wave!

However, Mo Doulang couldn't get up...

The street in Xianyangli is a pure street, without any entertainment venues, and it is very deserted, with only one or two carriages passing by at most... If there is anything new, it is some ancient houses, the most authentic history that cannot be restored by modern times .

Other than that, there is really nothing else. No matter how exquisite these houses are, can they be compared to the Forbidden City?

Of course, if you really want to play, there is nowhere to go. There are still brothels, but here they are not called brothels, but official prostitutes, but don’t have too much hope for this place, it’s not as fun as you think.

Guan Zhong, the prime minister of Qi State in the Spring and Autumn Period, was the first to invent official prostitutes.He set up a state brothel with 700 prostitutes.One is to meet the demands of young men, and the other is to protect women from good families from being harassed.And Guan Zhong's brothel has other functions.One is to increase the government's fiscal revenue through taxation;Guan Zhong's invention was quickly imitated by other countries, and the official prostitutes flourished for a while.

See, it's official, so don't really think too much about it.

If you have money, you can also gamble. Dice already existed in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods.

Therefore, it is not impossible to make money by gambling... Uh, if you have gambling skills...

Mo Dou thought he didn't have any, so he could only regretfully ignore his own imagination.

Although there was nothing fun about it, Mo Dou wasn't too disappointed. It can only be said that he was used to it, but when he saw the slave market, he felt a sense of sadness that was even more indescribable than disappointment.

People, all people.

In fact, there were not many people, but when they huddled together in the narrow streets, it became crowded and chaotic.They were unkempt, as thin as bone spirits one after another, but their bones were wrapped in black and festered skin, pus mixed with rags mixed with blood coagulated on their bodies.

The humming of the voices from hell, or the wailing of pain, or the murmur of despair, or the sharp scolding, everything ends in the whistling whip, returns to silence, and then begins a new round of crying .

Flies and mosquitoes gathered in this piece of air full of stench, white and white roundworms were gathered in the feces, and fleas jumped from one person to another. This is their paradise, and they celebrate their belongings. The carnival is densely packed, and when you look up, you can only see the sky blurred by spots.

"Young master, let's go back first, the old slave here is enough."

Mo Dou's face turned pale, he stood at the street corner and refused to go in, and he came to his senses only after hearing Uncle Niu's words.Taking a few deep breaths, he suppressed the nausea rolling up from his stomach.

"No," Mo Dou turned his eyes away, unwilling to take another look, "Uncle Niu, don't go in either, we'll wait outside."

Never go in, let alone touch the people in that street, even if you are bitten by those mosquitoes, you may get sick. There is no modern medical technology in this era, and you can say that you will die if you get sick.

Mo Dou used to think that when he encountered such a scene, he might feel like vomiting, but more emotions would be to help the world and the people, and he would buy as many people as he could afford, regretting that he could not save everyone, Then he became more determined on the path he wanted to take.

But now, when he really saw this scene, he only had the most primitive instinct left - to escape.

Not to mention saving people, he is now hesitating whether to buy people or not. Everyone is equal, that is the slogan of the most peaceful and prosperous period, but the reality is that when you are surrounded by slaves like that, Mo Dou There is nothing but disgust in my heart.

Mo Dou was lucky, a group of slave traders happened to come over and want to go in, and Mo Dou could trade outside the street.

Mo Dou looked at the people in front of him who were not much cleaner than those inside, gritted his teeth and bought it, he was not in the mood to choose carefully, anyway, they were all scrawny young men, he hurriedly picked five people and went back, Mo Dou really didn't dare to touch the pitch-black hemp rope , the whole process was led by Uncle Niu.

Back at the house, he quickly ordered Uncle Niu to burn all the rags on their bodies, shaved off their hair, washed their bodies with hot soup, and then changed into the clothes they bought on the street when they came back.

Uncle Niu obviously disagreed: "This is too much preferential treatment for them."

Mo Dou knew that according to this era, what he did was really too much, not to mention anything else, Mo Dou exchanged five people with a piece of cloth, how could there be any reason to give these five people a set of clothes?

Mo Dou also felt sorry for money, he was bankrupt this time, but it was impossible for Mo Dou not to do so.

"It's okay, just do it first."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Mo Dou, Uncle Niu could only respond, "No."