Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife

Hu San looked at their movements and said with a smile: "Then if you are interested, I will take you to have a look?"

"Okay, please."

The slaves were all locked up in the backyard. The backyard was very large and was deliberately separated in the middle. On one side were all kinds of livestock, and on the other side were several small rooms, separated by men, women, old and young.

Hearing the sound of someone opening the door, the younger ones huddled in the corner and did not dare to come out. Some stretched their necks to look around, wanting to see what kind of buyer they were.

Someone saw two girls and was immediately discouraged.

A younger boy asked the sighing man: "Uncle, why are you sighing?"

The man glanced at him with drooped eyelids, rubbed his messy head, and then slowly said: "How much money can two little girls afford? An Wazi, you have to find a good person to buy it from." Good, otherwise you will suffer."

An Wazi didn't understand. He was already a slave now, so what difference would it make if he was a servant wherever he went?

"In this room." Hu San said, pushing the wooden door open. The wooden door brought with it a gust of cool breeze, causing the people in the room to shrink.

"Uncle Ping, come out, someone wants to see you."

Hu San has always been gentler to the people here. The other Ya people only said that they were just low-class people who were sold. There is no need to be so careful. Hu San came here as a refugee and knew what it was like.

"Okay." The man who was called Uncle Ping looked about forty years old. He was wearing brown coarse cloth clothes that had been washed and turned white. He looked ordinary but had a sense of calmness. After just one look, Nan Zhi felt a little satisfied in his heart.

Uncle Ping stood up and patted the grass clippings on his body before leaving the house.

"Hello, ladies." Uncle Ping looked indifferent. He only saluted and called people, but made no other moves.

Hu San smiled and moved away: "Miss Lin, Miss Shen, take a look."

"Uncle Ping, I don't know where you were working as a manager."

Nanzhi asked straight to the point without beating around the bush.

Uncle Ping was a little surprised. After all, many wealthy families in Yancheng had visited him in the past half month since he had been here. When he spoke, they only asked about his age and what he was doing in the first place.

This little girl was bold enough to ask about her former master's family.

"My former master's family was the Ye family of the Minister of Industry, and I worked there as a steward for thirteen years."

After hearing what he said, Nanzhi nodded, but thought carefully in his mind whether the original text mentioned the Minister of the Ministry of Industry. It would be good if he could find out, but he was afraid that he would accidentally cause trouble.

Seeing that Nan Zhi didn't speak, Shen Miaomiao just stood aside and looked at her eagerly.

Hu San was a little puzzled. Why did he stop talking after asking about his background?

"Then I wonder why Uncle Ping was betrayed?" Nanzhi was a little curious. After working as a manager for thirteen years, how could he be betrayed because he "accidentally" broke into the owner's affair?

"..."

Uncle Ping was silent for a while without speaking, but his eyes dimmed a bit.

He is thirty-six years old this year. He has been with Master Ye since he was bought home by Master Ye when he was seventeen years old.

First, he worked as a servant, and then with good luck, he became Master Ye's confidant. However, this hardship lasted for six years, and then he became a steward for thirteen years.

But I don’t want to end up selling it and become what it is now.

"It's just that I bumped into something I shouldn't have seen."

Uncle Ping's voice was a little hoarse.

"So that's it." Nanzhi could see the sadness in Uncle Ping's eyes and guessed that there must be other reasons. Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, he didn't ask any more questions.

"Uncle Ping, do you know how to settle accounts?"

"Of course it will."

Uncle Ping's eyes were surprised. If he didn't know how to manage accounts, could he have been doing it for fun during those thirteen years?

"Brother Hu, how much money does Uncle Ping need to buy it?" Nanzhi looked at Hu San and asked.

"Here, Uncle Ping needs twenty taels of silver." Hu San was a little confused. He didn't know how much these two girls could afford, but when Uncle Ping was sent here, he spent a lot of money. Fifteen taels of silver, this is not only room and board but also my own hard work, so I have to earn some money no matter what.

"Twenty taels?" Shen Miaomiao had stayed in Yancheng for a long time and knew some prices.

If you want to buy a good-looking girl and boy in Yancheng, you can buy it for 8 taels of silver. If you want an ordinary-looking girl, you can buy it for 6 taels of silver.

Those older women and servants only had five or six taels of silver, so why did Uncle Ping need twenty taels?

"Well, when Uncle Ping came here, I spent a lot of money." Hu San didn't have much confidence in what he said. After all, he just wanted to hire a manager. He said that he could buy a suitable person back. This time it was twenty taels. , which is indeed a bit too much.

"Brother Hu, at least let's call you brother. I took care of your business in Lihua Village back then. In addition to buying someone back today, I have to recruit people from you, right? Twenty taels is really too much."

Nanzhi and Hu San were bargaining, while Shen Miaomiao was watching to see if there were any other suitable people in the room.

Sister Nanzhi just said, if you see something suitable, buy two and take them back. When the time comes, they can help you learn things in a restaurant.

"I know your business is not easy to do, so I'll give you eighteen taels of silver." Hu San calculated the price in his mind before saying.

Uncle Ping came here half a month ago. Excluding the fifteen taels he spent on buying him, he only had two hundred cash to eat and drink in the past half month. Even if he sold it for eighteen taels, he could still make more than two hundred taels.

And since Miss Lin is willing to spend more than ten taels of silver to buy a shopkeeper, it means that the business is not necessarily small. Now that I have a good impression with her, it will be convenient for doing business in the future.

"Eighteen taels of silver?" Nanzhi was a little hesitant. It would be worthwhile to spend eighteen taels of silver to buy a capable steward back home, but it would be a little bit difficult for a well-connected person to stay here without being bought out. Inside story.

"Then I'd better take a look at the others first." Nanzhi didn't say whether to buy or not, and turned to look at the other people in the room with Shen Miaomiao.

In order to make it easier for buyers to choose people, the windows in these houses are all very large. You can see all the people inside at a glance just by standing in front of the window.

Hearing them bargaining with Hu San, the people who were a little discouraged just now cheered up and wanted to go over and let them buy them, but they were afraid of provoking a beating, so they all hurriedly wiped their faces and straightened their backs, just to show off. Come out with your own good body.

"Miaomiao, is there anyone you like?" Nanzhi was not prepared to choose by herself, but turned to look at Shen Miaomiao.

She believed in Shen Miaomiao's ability to judge people accurately.

"That little baby looks good." Shen Miaomiao pointed at An Wazi in the corner.

The little baby has clean eyes, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks honest.

An Wazi was stunned for a moment when he was pointed at. He never thought that he would be chosen.

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