Return to Qingyang City early in the morning.
Zhong Yan found that he had been to Yangquanfang City so many times, and except for the time when he actively induced Chen Lianping to follow him, he had never encountered any accidents.
In addition to being cautious enough, my luck has also improved a lot.
When I was in the Fire Cloud Sect, when I went down the mountain to practice, I would occasionally encounter bandits and monks who would intercept and kill them. They would either escape after a hard fight or avoid them carefully.
"It seems that after loading the panel, my luck has improved."
Separating from fellow Taoists, Zhong Yan went to North Street, North District, planning to buy a minion and train it first.
Monks have always been more cautious and have their own secrets. The fewer people around them, the better.
Like Li Henian, although there are many people in the mansion, most of the servants are little maids who have no strength to control the chickens. There are only two real confidants, a housekeeper and a servant. The rest of the housekeepers and nursing homes are from the management. In the martial arts gym, activities can only be done at the gate and the outer courtyard, but not in the backyard.
While still at the entrance of the alley, Zhong Yan saw the concubine at home, looking at the sloppy old man who sold his daughter for a low price, with a lot of sympathy in his expression.
"Knife."
Yan Sandao, who was dressed in a palace dress, turned to look and hurriedly greeted him, "Husband! You are back!"
Zhong Yan nodded and took a step forward to scan each slave.
"I've been here several times, but I haven't found anyone suitable. Yesterday, I heard from Sister-in-law Li's wife that the 'Ten Thousand Halls' has released a group of people. I came here early this morning to have a look."
Rows of ragged people line up on both sides of the street, mostly women and children.
Some of them were better-dressed and locked in cages. They came from the city's 'Wantang', which specialized in slave trading, and had undergone specialized training like the 'Marriage Pavilion'.
Some were poor and unable to survive, so they sold themselves out, put straw in their heads, and knelt on the ground.
After some selection, Zhong Yan spent twenty taels on a pair of literate sisters. Their clothes were thin and they were shivering from the cold. Their hands and feet without shoes were covered with frostbite.
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" The two of them expressed their gratitude and cried with joy. Finally, they no longer had to be trapped in the cold and hungry.
At this time.
Not far away, a skinny young man hurriedly ran over and knelt down, "Please buy me! I have strength and can do any job! Please!"
Kowtowing is like pounding garlic, making a banging sound.
Zhong Yan looked indifferent and glanced at where he was before. There was a wooden sign standing there - Sell yourself to bury your father, thirty taels.
The market here, although children are more expensive, they are all sold at a low price of less than ten taels.
Zhong Yan asked: "Why do you have the ability to ask for thirty taels?"
The young man just kept kowtowing and repeated, "I have strength and can do any job."
Zhong Yan turned around and left.
Unexpectedly, the young man hugged his legs and kept praying.
"You bastard, you're looking for death, aren't you!" Naturally, he was kicked away by the big man who was maintaining order, and the big stick was rained down on him, causing his head to bleed.
Zhong Yan waited for a while before saying aloud: "Forget it."
The big man stopped immediately and stepped forward with a flattering smile on his face, "Your Majesty, calm down, this bitch doesn't understand the rules."
Zhong Yan looked at the young man, "Why do you want thirty taels?"
The big man kicked me again, "I'm asking you a question!"
The young man got up and said tremblingly: "Home, my father was seriously ill before his death. He borrowed twenty-three taels from the neighbors and I have to pay them back."
The big man added: "Yes, this boy is from Hubei Village. His father died of illness a few days ago. Now he is the only one in the family. He is an honest man who can endure hardships and work hard. His father's illness has brought down the family. .”
"After taking care of the funeral affairs, come to the Zhong Mansion on Wutong Lane in the South District to find me."
Zhong Yan threw away a bag of thirty taels of silver and left.
"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master..."
The young man kowtowed violently until Zhong Yan and others disappeared, then he picked up the money bag, took out three taels of silver as a handling fee and gave it to the big man, and expressed his thanks in words.
The big man glanced at the young man and said, "Okay, you kid is just too lucky. The people living in the South District are all wealthy immortal families. If you go and be honest, be a responsible person and work hard, you may be able to marry a wife and have children in the future." , leave incense to your Liang family..."
the other side.
The four of them left North Street, and Yan Sandao asked: "Husband, why did you keep him?"
Although I don't know the details, my husband once told me that the first requirement for buying maids and servants is that they come from the "Ten Thousand Halls" and do not buy people who sell themselves at low prices.
Zhong Yan explained: "Wantang is deeply rooted in Qingyang City, and the buying and selling of people forms an industrial chain. Although it is not as strict as the 'Marriage Pavilion', it has its own set of fixed patterns. Many slaves have received special training, and their wealth is innocent. There will be trouble later.”
The implication is that the slaves purchased from Ten Thousand Halls will be completely cut off from their past.
As for those who sell them privately at low prices, there is no guarantee that they will be connected with their families and cause unnecessary trouble, such as the father and daughter she saw earlier.
Yan Sandao lowered his head and looked at the two deeds of betrayal in his hand, and understood.
"Although that boy has not been trained, you can spend some energy on training him. The main reason for your husband is that he is filial and grateful."
Speaking of this, Zhong Yan couldn't help but think of his childhood past.
Back then, he traveled from Mount Tai to this Xianwu Continent, and his soul was attached to the body of a young beggar who was only eight years old.
It is completely different from the cool writing routines written in previous novels.
It was a hell of a start.
Without the memory of this world, the language is incomprehensible, the writing is illegible, the body is thin and has no ability to survive.
Only relying on his 21-year-old soul in his previous life, he endured countless hardships to survive. Finally, he encountered a chance and was taken into the sect by a beautiful peak leader of the Fire Cloud Sect.
I thought that by opening the official dungeon, I would change my destiny and soar into the sky, but it turned out that I had been struggling and mediocre for more than 20 years.
"Hey... No matter where you are, you still have to rely on yourself after all."
"Even if there is a plug-in now."
Zhong Yan felt a burst of emotion in his heart. Although he was full of hope for the future, he still felt a little hesitant in his heart. There were many things he didn't want to do but he had to do them.
Return to the mansion.
Zhong Yan gave Yan Sandao the "Wuji Sacred Heart Art", which made her exclaim repeatedly and moved her heart deeply.
As a martial artist, Yan Sandao had naturally heard more legends about the Martial Saint and knew that he had indeed practiced the "Wuji Sacred Heart Art".
She originally thought that her husband was just talking. After all, it has been a long time. It is not difficult for a monk to buy martial arts skills. There are many in the market. She did not expect that he actually found them. He is still such a profound and famous person. Kung Fu.
The result was naturally a lot of hard work and giving Zhong Yan experience points.
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The next day.
After lunch, Zhong Yan accompanied his wife and concubines to talk in the courtyard.
Xiaohuan led the young man over.
"Master, Madam, Second Madam, this person is sneaking around outside the house, saying he is looking for the Master."
The young man was dressed in coarse clothes that had been washed white, but he looked clean and tidy. It was obvious that he had been carefully prepared before coming.
"Is your last name Zhong?"
"The villain's surname is Liang, and from now on his surname will be Zhong!"
"Look up and talk."
The young man who had been lying on the ground raised his head and looked at Zhong Yan intently. His slightly trembling shoulders and a hint of panic in his eyes showed that he was not as calm as he appeared.
Zhong Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Did someone teach you to talk like this?"
The young man lowered his head slightly and said, "It's Brother Li... It's Brother Li Mingqiang who spoke for me that day. He gave me some advice and taught me what I should pay attention to."
Zhong Yan nodded, remembering the favor but not the beating, "How old are you this year?"
"Sir, I am fourteen years old, almost fifteen."
"Can you read?"
"Sir, I can write names and know a few simple words."
Zhong Yan said: "Since you want to be named Zhong, I will give you a chance and give you the name Zhong Xiaozhong."
The young man bowed to the ground again and said, "I pay my allegiance to the master! I am willing to work for the master and live up to the high expectations of the master!"
Zhong Yan looked at Xiao Huan and said, "Take him down to settle down and talk about the rules of the house."
"Yes, sir!"
Zhong Xiaozhong kowtowed three more times on the ground before following Xiao Huan and leaving.
When they reached the corner of the corridor, they heard Xiaohuan whisper: "The name I gave you should be filial piety, loyalty, loyalty, not service loyalty..."
Zhong Yan smiled dumbly and said: "Xiaohuan is so smart!"
Jiang and Yan blinked, not knowing why, but they also agreed and praised Xiaohuan.
Zhong Yan said: "Daoer, you find a few Chuqian books to read to him, and then teach him your skills. During the day, you will do miscellaneous things in the house in the morning, go to the restaurant to help in the afternoon, and learn martial arts in the evening."
"Yes, husband."
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