Slave Market.
Huo Chang looked at the six figures before him. Before coming, he had thought about it; craftsmen with skills must be rare among slaves.
Even if they were old, weak, sick, or disabled, he would accept them.
If they couldn't work, he could still take them back to teach the clan members.
But seeing the slaves in front of him, Huo Chang realized his assumptions were just that.
"Skilled ones are always in demand. If these people weren't a bit crippled or injured, they wouldn't be here now."
Jia Gu introduced, "These two are official blacksmiths, and these four are apprentices."
"You, come over, stretch out your hands."
The young man lowered his head and dragged his feet forward two steps, opening his calloused hands.
"You see, these are the marks left by holding a hammer for a long time; you can examine them as you wish."
