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Su Xiaoxiao and Wei Ting dressed up as mine slaves and went to the entrance.
The door was broken. At this moment, more than ten mine slaves who knew carpentry were repairing the door.
The two of them exchanged glances and ran in the direction they came from!
“Stop right there!”
A mining slave supervisor stopped them.
The two of them turned.
Wei Ting used his superb acting skills to block Su Xiaoxiao behind him. He pointed at the grass not far away guiltily and fearfully. “There’s… something there.”
The sergeant looked into the grass.
Good lord, an ingot of silver!
No wonder these two rushed over to pick up the silver!
There was another supervisor here to supervise.
He did not want to split the silver with the other party.
He cleared his throat and scolded in a low voice, “Hurry up and work. If you dare to say another word…”
Wei Ting hurriedly said, “No, no!”
He held Su Xiaoxiao’s hand and brought her to the entrance. Someone pushed a cart to transport the wooden boards.
“Leave it to us.”
Wei Ting volunteered to take the car.
This was a laborious job.
That person looked at Wei Ting strangely. Since someone was willing to push, he could not ask for more.
Wei Ting pushed the cart while Su Xiaoxiao pretended to help him.
The two of them cooperated well and walked into the mine.
Along the way, the two of them encountered many mine slaves. Most of them were dressed in rags and were thin.
“They’re not having a good time.”
Su Xiaoxiao said, “I heard from Uncle Quan that when Old Master Qiancheng was alive, there were no mining slaves in the mine. There were only long-term and short-term jobs. They relied on their strength to earn money. Later on, after the mine was controlled by the Xue, Feng, and Mu families, they gradually switched to using mining slaves.”
Wei Ting pushed the cart. “Switched?” fгeewebnovёl.com
Su Xiaoxiao nodded. “Yes, if you want to continue working in the mine, you have to sign a slave status and sell yourself for money. Those who didn’t want to be slaves were sent away by the mine for various reasons. Later on, they simply bought mine slaves from outside.”
Wei Ting was vigilant of the movements around him and asked calmly, “Did they buy from the human broker or the prison?”
“You know quite a lot.”
Su Xiaoxiao looked at him in a different light. “Half, half. Most of the prisoners on death row in the cell have been exiled here to be mine slaves.”
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