After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

Chapter 194 Counterattack

Fight?

The eight people who were waiting to be sold all looked up at her in surprise. With her frail body, could she withstand a single blow from them?

The girl is small, but she has a big mouth.

However, as "slaves" who were bought and sold at will, no one dared to show their thoughts on their faces.

The steward came back to his senses from the shock and waved his hands quickly: "Girl, this is not allowed. What if you get hurt?"

What a joke!

These people are not ordinary people. If they slap her too hard, she won't be able to get down from the wall.

"If I don't try them, how can I know they are really worth the price you offer?"

Jiang Hao shook his head: "Don't worry, I won't use this to blackmail you."

After she finished speaking, she took out a stack of large silver bills worth one hundred taels and placed them on the table. There were at least a thousand taels of silver.

I have silver, I'm not short of money!

The steward really believed the words of the "God of Wealth" who wanted money, and then said, "Please go to the courtyard. The room is too narrow to move around. You can beat them up as you like."

Anyway, if they injure or kill you, you will have to pay compensation.

"Will you pay for my injury?"

Jiang Hao got up and walked out of the house, agreeing with the manager's suggestion.

But, that's not a nice thing to say.

"How can I afford the compensation?"

The steward licked his face and smiled: "Miss, please go slowly..."

Under the guidance of the broker, the eight people in the room walked out one by one.

Jiang Hao stood in the middle of the yard, looking at the eight people one by one, and asked, "Are you going to attack individually or together? As long as you can take three moves, my previous words will count."

Isn’t this too arrogant?

Is it possible...

The way everyone looked at Jiang Hao changed a little.

The steward saw that the eight people were standing there without moving, so he pointed at one of them and said, "Number four, you go up."

The person who was named stepped out, bowed to Jiang Hao, and then stood up.

Jiang Hao waved at him.

Number Four immediately launched an attack, with a nimble body and strong arms, and every move was full of power.

Jiang Hao looked like he had thin arms and legs, but he was not inferior to the other man at all. When the two of them were fighting, No. 4's arms were numb from the shock.

Fortunately, I gave it my all, otherwise I would have been defeated.

Jiang Hao took advantage of his distraction to counterattack and beat him back step by step.

But the result was still good - he took on Jiang Hao's three moves.

The manager was overjoyed when he saw this: "Stand aside first, the rest of you, hurry up."

The rest of them came forward one by one to ask for a lesson (a beating).

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Hao tried the remaining seven people, and the worst one could only take three moves.

"Girl, are you satisfied?"

The steward immediately stepped forward and asked.

"It's okay."

Jiang Hao had already mastered the essence of buying and selling. Even if he was very satisfied, he couldn't show it. "I wonder what the price is?"

"Twenty taels for those under twenty-five, fifteen taels for those over twenty-five."

Among the eight people, only one was over 25 years old, and that was the person who had the first sparring match with Jiang Hao.

"too expensive."

Jiang Hao shook his head.

This was not the first time the manager had done business, so he knew what Jiang Hao meant: "If the girl really wants it, the price can be discounted."

The broker who brought the person in had already handed the tea to Jiang Hao with great tact: "Miss, you must be thirsty. Drink some tea to moisten your throat first."

Jiang Hao took the tea bowl and took a sip, then said to the steward, "These people are of varying quality, so the price shouldn't be the same. I'm also a straightforward person, so the package price is one hundred and twenty taels."

"Girl, this price is unacceptable. How about we talk about it again?"

This is too little!