Chapter 41: Benevolent People Society

The thin middle-aged man who blocked his foul-mouthed companion snatched Zhang Gui's waist token from the big-headed beard's hand.

His thumb slid across the waist token extremely fast, instantly identifying the dark pattern as correct, and immediately held it with both hands to urge the horse forward, returning the waist token to Zhang Gui.

"Young Master Zhang, please calm your anger.

This peer of mine truly has no heart and loves to talk nonsense the most.

I will have him apologize to you properly."

In a commandery that has not suffered from war for thirty or forty years, a whole piece of fertile land that is harvested twice a year is always a golden industry and will not worry about selling.

So although the Pingyang Zhang family is in a hurry to sell land, they are not the party that is lower than the Pinghu Rong family.

Of course, the Shuanghu Rong family spending a lot of money to buy the Zhang family's land can never be considered the party, both sides are so-called win-win.

Under these circumstances, Zhang Gui, as the head clerk of the Pingyang Zhang family,

actually doesn't fear the two guard leaders who are moving house in the cold winter month, sending slaves.

The problem is that Zhang Gui was riding a horse on the road, first scolded by the big-headed beard.

Then, after showing his identity and taking the initiative to show kindness, he was questioned as a liar.

This is not appropriate.

After all, even if his status in the clan is not high, he is representing the Pingyang Zhang family when he goes out to handle business.

This kind of unprovoked humiliation, if it really makes a scene.

The young and vigorous Zhang Gui might end up with no good end because he doesn't know the general situation, and the thin middle-aged man and the big-headed beard will inevitably be in big trouble.

That's why the thin middle-aged man showed weakness.

Zhang Gui had other plans in his heart, so he naturally wouldn't really fall out with the big-headed beard, waved his hand broadly, but his mouth was thorny:

"Apology is not needed.

This big-headed brother looks like a straightforward person, with no bad intentions, just like a woman with a suspicious nature.

I am not a young master, just a small leader who listens to the instructions above and points out things below.

I don't know the two noble surnames and names, and what business are you doing in the Shuanghu Rong family?"

The big-headed beard grinned and grabbed the answer:

"My name is Liu Long, and his name is Zhou Guanshan.

We are both 'Silver Mountain Guards' of the Xuanwu Hall of the 'Benevolent People Society,' not Shuanghu Rong family people."

Zhang Gui was stunned, "I am young, don't like to read, and don't have the opportunity to travel ten thousand miles, so I am very ignorant."

Before the question was asked, he was interrupted by the big-headed Liu Hu arrogantly:

"I knew that you were so nine-turned and eighteen-bent when you spoke at a young age, so I wouldn't have suspected that you were a fake big family descendant.

Isn't it just that you don't know which god we are in the Benevolent People Society.

We are human traffickers.

The slave merchant association that is number one or two in the Ming Song, Manlang Yuan, Shijin, Tianming Han, Baifang, and the Inner Island countries of the East Continent."

Everything in this world is the same.

No matter how dirty and lowly the career is, as long as it is done big enough, it will turn from black to white.

But "human traffickers" are not good to say, and they are truly cursed by ten thousand people.

You do it quietly, so what is the meaning of being arrogant and proud.

This attitude made Zhang Gui, who had prepared rainbow farts and would take a fierce shot no matter what Zhou Guanshan answered, speechless for a while.

Zhou Guanshan on the side laughed dryly:

"Young Master Zhang now believes that my brother Liu Hu is a reckless person with no heart.

But please don't misunderstand.

Although our Benevolent People Society also treats people as goods, it is completely different from those human traffickers in the folk who collude with debt and force good people into prostitution.

It is truly saving suffering and saving countless lives.

To tell you the truth, I was one of those saved, so this is definitely not a lie."

"This is not false.

Zhou Guanshan was originally a young master, reading books and taking exams.

As a result, the whole commandery suffered a drought when he was in his teens, and his whole family starved to death.

If it weren't for his good luck in meeting a trafficker who collected people for the society, selling himself, he would have turned into a pile of bones long ago."

"Exactly.

Young Master Zhang, the East Yue Sea is famous for its richness in the south, and you were born rich.

I'm afraid you haven't even been hungry for a meal.

But I once watched my own biological parents and beloved wife starve to death.

What is called 'skinny as a stick, withered as a dead tree, insane, and eating children.'

Those who haven't seen it only think it's a description; those who have seen it know what hell is!

In that situation, meeting the opportunity to be sold by others is simply meeting the most compassionate good person, living Bodhisattva, and flesh Buddha in the world!"

As a transmigrator who came from a civilized society with extremely rich material, Zhang Gui originally felt that no reason could explain the rationality of slave trafficking.

But at this moment, he couldn't deny Zhou Guanshan's act of selling himself.

For the sake of living, without harming others, what can't one do?

Contradictory, he forgot the original intention of making friends with Zhou Guanshan and Liu Hu, and blurted out:

"But the slaves your Benevolent People Society buys and sells can't all be self-sold, right?"

Immediately realizing, he waved his hands repeatedly: "Ah, I'm meddling, Brother Zhou, don't blame me."

"What's there to blame, the 'Benevolent People Society' saves thousands of lives every year, and there is really not one that is forced."

Zhou Guanshan said sonorously.

Zhang Gui was speechless for a long time, and understood more about the cruel terror deep in the core of this supernatural world.

It turns out that being able to be born as an illegitimate son of a noble family, even if you don't awaken the Divine Cluster bloodline, and only eat white buns and stinky shrimp paste for a lifetime, is already a very lucky thing.

At this time, a cold wind blew over his head, and he came back to his senses, "My brain is broken, what philosophical questions am I thinking about at this time."

He said to Zhou Guanshan with emotion: "Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years.

It's my shallow view of things.

However, the one trading manors with our Zhang family is the Shuanghu Rong family, so why is it your society sending people to the manor?"

"This is specialization.

Your family only sells manors, not slave households.

If the Rong family wants to take over the operation, don't they have to fill in enough labor?

He, the imperial merchant, is invincible with the golden imperial token, but he can't immediately get thousands of honest and reliable young and strong people who know how to farm, press oil, plant herbs, raise silkworms, etc.

So he can only buy from us."

Zhang Gui said in surprise: "The slaves in our Pingyang Zhang family manor are 'family-born' who have gathered for over two hundred years.

They are more valuable than the land, so naturally they won't be given to the Rong family.

I originally thought that after the Rong family bought the manor, they could only stop the workshops inside and honestly farm and collect grain.

I didn't expect that there are still merchants like your society who sell a large number of craftsmen.

It's incredible.

Can you tell me in detail?

To tell you the truth, I heard from the elders in the family.

After the manor is sold, the remaining family-born slaves will all be transported to the sea to restore and expand the industry of Blackwood Town.

Once it unfolds, it might not be enough to fill it all.

Isn't this gap just suitable for cooperation with your society?"

(End of Chapter) ===== CHAPTER 42 =====