When their eyes collided, the eyes of the old man huddled in the corner suddenly shrank.
The chapped lips slowly opened wide, staring at Tang Sufan's face as if he was dreaming.
Slowly, a dry voice came out of the old man's throat: "Young... Young Master?"
Tang Sufan raised his eyebrows. This sentence about young master suddenly stirred up the memory in his heart.
This old man seems to be Zhang Wen, the housekeeper of the family before time travel.
Ever since I was born, a kind, kind and energetic old man has appeared in my memory.
His parents were busy with business matters, and Zhang Wen took care of his own life.
It is said that the old housekeeper Zhang Wen was a refugee picked up by his parents when they were doing business. All his children died in the Sui War.
Seeing that Zhang Wen was pitiful and that Zhang Wen was literate, his parents took him back and signed a slave status with a tooth shop, and then became the housekeeper of the family.
Since arriving at home, this old man has been doing his best, being loyal, and taking care of chores for the family wholeheartedly.
But after his family fell into decline, he wandered around the world. When he came back, it turned out that the servants in his family had also gone their separate ways and had no news about them.
I didn't expect to meet an old housekeeper who treats me as my own in this slave market today.
No wonder this old man gives himself a feeling of déjà vu.
Tang Sufan asked the old man uncertainly: "Wen, Uncle Wen? Is that you?"
When the old man huddled in the corner heard this warm voice, a burst of hot tears suddenly wet his dry and thin old face.
"Master, it's an old slave, it's an old slave!!"
Zhang Wen was so excited that he trembled all over. He looked at Tang Sufan's figure in the wind with blurred eyes. The boy who was not as tall as his shoulders back then has changed a lot now!
Then he used his hands and feet to get up from the ground.
Tang Sufan quickly walked over and supported him.
Zhang Wen subconsciously wanted to hide, not because he was afraid of Tang Sufan, but because he was too dirty and was afraid of soiling the young master's clothes, but Tang Sufan had already supported him first.
With a trembling voice, Zhang Wen looked at Tang Sufan's face and said, "Master, I didn't expect... I can see you again in this life..."
Tang Sufan quickly asked again: "Uncle Wen, why are you in this slave market?"
"Cough! Cough!!"
Zhang Wen covered his chest and coughed a few times, and then said slowly and hoarsely: "Young Master, after my wife had an accident, you left. Later, a group of thieves came to the house and looted all the property in the house. Old slave I had no choice but to dismiss all the servants, and the old house was taken over by the government."
"But the old slave was just a slave and could not make a living. Later, because he offended someone, his left foot was broken and he was sold into the slave market."
Tang Sufan glanced at Zhang Wen's left foot and saw that it was already lame.
"Slaves like Lao Nu were originally bought useless. Because Lao Nu was literate and helped people who bought and sold slaves read some documents, he was left in this slave market for the time being. I thought he wouldn't survive this year, but Lao Nu Tian Changyan can make the old slave take another look at the young master, cough cough cough..."
"Okay, Uncle Wen, stop talking. You are suffering from the cold~"
Tang Sufan patted Zhang Wen's old back. There were no antibiotics these days, so catching the cold might be fatal.
"Master, this old slave is satisfied just to look at you."
Tang Sufan glanced at the old man who took care of him distressedly, and said, "Uncle Wen, since I have found you, please come back with me."
The reason why he didn't find a servant before was that it's hard to guard against everything, and he couldn't find anyone he trusted to manage all the things at home.
Since he was the old housekeeper of his own family, Tang Sufan could trust him no matter what.
Not to mention anything else, based on the hard work that other people have done for my family, I should support this old man who is like my elder.
Zhang Wen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his withered old hands and quickly refused: "No, no, no, young master, this old slave is just a useless person now. If he goes back, he will just waste food and add to the burden of the young master."
Tang Sufan comforted in a low voice: "Uncle Wen, don't worry, I have bought the old house back. I don't trust others to handle the family affairs. You are doing me a favor by going back."
When Zhang Wen heard this, he realized that the young master was so capable that he even bought the old house back. How happy the master and his wife would be if they found out.
For a moment, Zhang Wen, who was so excited that he was speechless, shed another line of tears.
Tang Sufan summoned the chubby steward just now and directly offered to redeem Zhang Wen's slave status.
When the steward heard this, he was also happy. This old guy couldn't bear it, couldn't carry it, and was still a cripple. No one was willing to buy him.
If he hadn't been able to read and eat less, the slave market wouldn't have kept him. Now that someone is willing to take him in, naturally the steward is happy with his success.
"Don't worry, young master, this old man is not worth much money. Five hundred coins is enough."
As far as the price is concerned, the price offered by this steward is definitely high. Even if the price offered to others is one hundred cents, others would not be willing to buy such an old man back.
Moreover, Zhang Wen was not a serious slave in Yaxing. As long as he did something on his own, the money this time was just a small windfall for him.
Tang Sufan didn't know that much, so without saying a word, he took out a couple of silver coins from his wallet and threw it to him, and said generously that he didn't need to look for it anymore.
Le De's fat butler smiled happily and summoned a confidant, asking him to secretly bring Zhang Wen's slave title.
Seeing that his young master just threw away a tael of silver, Zhang Wen said distressedly: "Young master, it's not worth it for this useless old slave."
Tang Sufan waved his hand and said grandly: "Don't worry, Uncle Wen. You have taken care of me for many years. It's just a matter of money. Besides, I have money now, so it doesn't matter."
After a while, the boy brought Zhang Wen's old and yellowed slave book and handed it to Tang Sufan.
"Uncle Wen, if you rest for a while, I'll pick some people to take back with me. I'll be opening a tavern later, so it's time to hire people."
Afterwards, Tang Sufan quickly selected a few young and strong slaves, and carefully selected eight slaves with good looks and good looks.
As long as the fat steward made an offer, and it wasn't too excessive, Tang Sufan didn't bother to bargain.
After emptying his money bag, he bought these dozen slaves.
The fat steward was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He said in his heart that he had a good sense for meeting such a stupid rich man.
"Liu Xiao, rent two carriages for me later and take them to the tavern. Uncle Wen will just ride in the carriage with me later."
The group of slaves standing in a row were stunned at the same time. They had never received such treatment since they became slaves.
The operation of renting a carriage for slaves even confused the cheerful fat steward for a while, but no matter what, it was not his own money anyway.
"Stop fighting, please stop fighting!!"
"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"
Tang Sufan, who had not yet finished dealing with the pile of things in front of him, suddenly heard the cry of a woman and a little girl in the distance of the market.
This kind of beating and scolding of slaves is very common here. The fat steward glanced at it and ignored it. He secretly thought about how much money he could earn from this stupid rich man this time.
Tang Sufan glanced at it, raised his brows and asked, "What's going on over there?"
After hearing this, the fat steward quickly replied: "Master, I don't know. Maybe Steward Cui is beating and scolding the servants again. It's not a big deal."
