Chapter 122

"Girl, are you sure?" Lao Ma thought he had heard wrong.

Song Xintong nodded: "yes, together."

The old horse laughed, "since the girl is sure to, and don't blame the old man, I didn't tell you."

"No, don't worry." Song Xintong touched the head of the horse, "is there a shed?"

"Yes, it's new. It's a coincidence that the girl came here." The old horse pulled the two horses out of the circle. "You two are really lucky. You'll have to serve your master well in the future."

Then he said to song Xintong, "this horse is thirty Liang, plus the shed, a total of seventy Liang."

"OK, please put it on for me." Song Xintong readily paid the money.

Shopkeeper song: "Miss Song, I know a man who treats livestock. Do you want to take these two horses to have a look?"

Song Xintong had this idea and immediately said, "OK, thank you, manager song."

They went back to the yard and went out to the place where they were being held.

"Miss Song has a big family now. Why don't you buy some people to serve her?" Shopkeeper song asked.

Song Xintong looked at the skinny people who were locked up in the house for sale, and felt a little uncomfortable: "it's really strange for the farmers to buy some people to serve them at home."

"Miss Song, that's not true." Song shopkeeper said: "song girl's family is big, but the man in the family is less than six years old. What can I do if I meet a villain?"

Song Xintong was stunned for a moment, but this was said in her heart. Lai San, who had been there before, was more than 60000 last night. They dare to climb over the wall and enter the house, just because there is no one at home? If Xiao hei and Xiao Huang, I'm afraid it was another scene last night.

But let her buy people, she seems to have no way to get to the bottom of her heart.

Shopkeeper song is an individual. Seeing that song Xintong has some rejection of selling servants, he said to this article, "Miss Song, you don't have to feel sorry. These people are slaves to rich families. They are willing to sell themselves as slaves. They are not forced by Miss Song. They serve girls. This is their duty."

Song Xintong pursed her lips. She understood the meaning of shopkeeper song. She also knew that in this era, serving the master's family or being a servant was just a profession. Some people were proud of serving the rich family.

She just felt that this kind of people had no freedom, and these dental shops were licensed human traffickers, which made her conscience always feel sorry.

But after all, the times are different, and the family also needs it. Let's have a look.

Song Xintong bit his teeth, "manager song, you can see people, you help me choose a few."

Mouth said so, but the bottom of my heart is thinking, don't choose the right one, can't choose her to go home, don't buy.

Shopkeeper song nodded, "what does Miss Song want?"

Song Xintong thought, "who can fight and catch thieves? Who can cook? "

As soon as song Xintong heard this, he knew that he really had no idea about buying people. After thinking about it, he said, "how many reliable ones can I choose for Miss Song?"

Song Xintong nodded, and then asked a silly question: "what if they betray me?"

"The girl has the deed of selling herself in her hand. If they dare to betray the Lord, they will be able to sell their hair. But the servants in this official's teeth are not evil doers, so miss song can rest assured. " After a pause, shopkeeper Song said, "girl song is kind and kind, but she still needs to be powerful in front of the servants."

Song Xintong nodded and took a deep breath. She was not a peddler. She only asked a few Filipino maids.

"Please, shopkeeper song."

Shopkeeper song nodded, said a few words to the watchman, and soon pulled out all the people in the room.

Men and women, old and young, soon filled the yard.

These people haven't been washed for a long time. Song Xintong covered his nose and stepped back. Standing far away, he looked at these people. Many people's faces were numb, some even timid, and others cried: "girl, buy me, I will do anything."

Song shopkeeper light swept these people, "song girl pick some and eye edge."

Song Xintong nodded, glanced at these people, and then said, "who knows Kung Fu?"

"I will."

"I will, too."

Several very thin men raised their hands and said.

Song Xintong took a look at them, then passed them directly and asked, "who can read?"

"I will."

"I will, too."

"I'm a scholar..."

Song Xintong curled his lips. Is the scholar still a slave? After a slight hiss, he directly ordered a woman whose clothes were worn, but her hair was clean and tidy. "Can you cook?"

The woman nodded: "yes, I used to cook for people."

"What do you do for food?" Asked song Xintong.

"I'm good at cooking food in the capital. I can also cook food in Lingnan." The woman answered honestly.

"Well, that's you." Song Xintong said.

After hearing this, the woman did not feel much gratitude. Instead, she knelt down immediately, "girl, I have a man and three children. I don't want to be separated from them and ask for help from the girl."

"It's your good fortune that people are willing to pick you up. You need more. I think you'll sell your daughter to the kiln and split up the two sons."

"No, please, girl. You have plenty of money. Please forgive me." Said the woman, lying on the ground and crying.

"Niang, Niang, don't cry. I'll go. We'll come back to find you." Two seven or eight year old children gathered around the woman and wiped her tears. A man and a girl of twelve or thirteen also sobbed.

Song Xintong didn't like the scene of life and death. She didn't like it even though she knew it might be acting. Her eyes fell on two seven or eight year old children. They were dressed clean and smart.

I couldn't bear it. I turned around and looked at manager song.

Shopkeeper song didn't give any advice, but said, "girl, just make up your own mind."

Song Xintong turned his head, his hesitation and impatience quickly gathered up, and said in a cold voice, "five of you, come out."

A happy woman, holding the child, even busy way: "thank you girl, thank you girl."

"Girl, please help our family. We don't want to separate. Please..." people knelt down and said to song Xintong, "please buy us. We will do our best..."

Song Xintong pursed her lips and looked at the five members of the family she picked out. The couple both bowed their heads and did not dare to look at her, but the two children looked at her curiously and timidly.

Song Xintong looked back at the people in the crowd, and suddenly found a tall and strong man sitting behind the crowd, with his hair scattered, unable to see his face clearly. "Is that strong man strong? How about fighting? "

The strong man silently looked up at Song Xintong, "I'm a woman."

"I know kung fu."