Chapter 572: Chapter 572: Refugees from Jidi Chapter 572: Chapter 572: Refugees from Jidi The original plan was to start operations in Yejun first, but now, the Scent Pavilion had been open for several days, while there was no activity in Yejun at all.

“Let’s wait a bit longer. We can only head there once we are done with the preparations here,” Lin Caisang pondered, before saying.

“There’s no need to rush the opening. It can be done gradually. If the second crop of rice isn’t planted, the loss will be great. Once we are done here, I’ll talk to grandmother about staying in the county shop for a few more days to see how the business goes. ”

“And what about the mulberry garden? It’s not raining now, we should take advantage of this time to rectify the areas needing maintenance; otherwise, it will be the same next year. I bought such a large piece of land, I can’t let it be a waste.”

In short, she didn’t want to abandon any task.

Hearing this, Ya Molian heaved a slight sigh, “The number of people we bought from the slave market is still too few.”

“Brother Molian, do you want me to swallow a whole fat man in one gulp? I have to be able to handle it,” Lin Caisang looked at him, saying helplessly.

She indeed wanted to buy more people, but it depended on whether the slave market had anyone she valued. She had already picked all the slightly better ones from the last batch.

“Choosing a place to work, anywhere is fine, spending money can buy good land. But choosing people is different, not everyone can be handled adeptly.”

“In Jidi, there will be a group of people coming over in a few days, do you want to take a look?” Ya Molian asked her.

“Jidi?”

Lin Caisang looked at him and blinked a few times.

“Are you talking about Jidi in the northern country? How could people from there be sent here?”

“They’re all refugees. There has been a severe flood in Jidi this year. If those people stay in Jidi, they can only wait to starve to death. In desperation, they can only sell themselves into slavery to get food and clothing,” said Ya Molian.

There were also such people in Liang Kingdom, but they would not be sold into slavery within Liang Kingdom, they would be sold to other countries.

“I heard that the slaves who escaped from other countries all have a ‘slave’ mark on their faces, which is even worse than those we bought from the slave market. Can these people willingly sell themselves into slavery and become like that?”

Lin Caisang asked.

The hardships of life can be revealed in such places, they would rather sell themselves into slavery just to have food and a place to stay. It’s too pitiful and too scary.

“Three meals a day is not something everyone can afford,” Ya Molian said.

“The number of slaves you need here isn’t much, but you do need maids. In the mulberry garden, the work done by the maids is far better than that of the slaves. As for slaves, a few who can do heavy work would suffice.”

“I don’t understand your point,” Lin Caisang was confused by his words.

If they could buy more slaves, who would want to buy female slaves? Although it sounds harsh, it’s the truth. If it comes to strength, how can a woman compete with a man?

“Generally, the male slaves from other countries are bought to serve as domestic servants, while the attractive women will be purchased by people in the entertainment industry. Older women, the most likely, would be bought by the royal family,” Ya Molian said.

Lin Caisang blinked, still not understanding what Ya Molian meant.

“Isn’t it good to be bought by the royal family? They can eat, wear clothes and just do a bit of work.”

“Is it good?”

Ya Molian chuckled softly, rose to his feet and walked over to her side.