Furthermore, everyone who works for Wen's family knows what kind of food the Wen family provides. It is as good as what their own family eats during the New Year. Sometimes there is no harvest, and even during the Chinese New Year, there is no meat.
And the Wen family has meat almost every day. Where can we find such a boss now?
Besides, they still have wages to earn.
Wen Xi took a cursory glance at the list. These people worked hard at her house, so it should be enough for now.
When Wen's family moved into their new house, Wen Danian and others were naturally overjoyed. He had never lived in such a nice house in his life, and it was the first time he had seen windows made of colored glaze.
But this glass is so good!
See it so clearly.
When the sun shines in during the day, the room is particularly bright.
Don't worry if it's windy, rainy or snowy.
The long-term workers in the village did not need to live in their house. Wen Xi had already planned to hire some nursing homes, so he went to the town early today when he had free time.
Now that the house is built, Wenxi plans to bring the older girls like Xiaoyu back to the village and leave them to do housework and other tasks, and there are people at home to take care of them.
With a strong martial arts guard at home, even if she is away from home for something, she feels at ease.
Wen Xi had not forgotten that Lin Qiang, his wife and Li Chuan might still be thinking of plotting against her family.
When they arrived in the town, Wenxi went to Ya Po to explain why he was hiding. He thought that buying a nursing home would be very simple, but he didn't expect Ya Po to directly reject her: "Oh, I'm talking about this young lady! Do you think a guard with martial arts skills can do it?" Is it so easy to find? Then who would be willing to sign a contract of sale if they have some martial arts skills?"
Ya Po shook the fan in his hand, pointed to a row of people standing in the corner and said: "The people there are all the latest goods, but none of them know martial arts, but they can do some menial work in the courtyard and run errands. "
Wen Xi's eyes fell on a row of people in the corner. Looking around, they all looked sallow and thin, looking like they were helpless.
If there is a thief like this, I don't know who is protecting whom.
Just when she was about to return without success, a servant led a man in.
"Madam boss, here comes another one, please check the goods." After saying this, the waiter took off the man's hood, pushed forward and said, "This is the man."
Wen Xi looked back and took back the foot he was about to take.
"He looks pretty good, how much does this guy cost?" Ya Po walked around the man a few times and said to Wen Xi who was standing at the door, "Miss, what do you think of this guy?"
Wen Xi walked forward, looked at him for a while, and asked, "Do you know some boxing and kicking skills?"
"Yes." The man's voice was a little rough and he was full of energy. He looked like Lian Jiazi: "I can sign a death contract with you, but you have to give me one hundred taels of silver."
As soon as Ya Po heard this, she immediately asked someone to kick him out. Ya Po put one hand on her waist and pointed at the man's nose with the other hand, saying: "You are crazy about money. You have sweet dreams in the blue sky! Look at your Look, where is one hundred taels worth of silver? That's one hundred taels, which can buy a small house. Are you worth as much silver as that house?" Ya Po stretched out five fingers and said viciously: "Five taels of silver, that's a lot. If you don’t have a penny, get out of here if you don’t want to sell it.”
The man's face turned red, and veins popped out on the back of his clenched fists, as if he was trying his best to suppress his anger.
"I don't even look at your appearance. You are in rags and are almost like a beggar. How dare you think of a hundred taels of silver? How shameless." Ya Po looked at him sideways, not hiding the contempt in her eyes.
The man seemed to have never been so humiliated before, and he had concerns about taking action. In the end, he could only suppress his anger and turn around to leave.
The boy put the hood on his head a little regretfully. The man failed to sell, and his fifty cents were lost.
However, this man really dared to raise a price of one hundred taels. He may not be able to earn a hundred taels if he works for a lifetime.
Wen Xi followed the man and left.
But she was a buyer, so she didn’t need to wear a hood. She walked out of the alley and the boy took the hood off the man’s head and said, “Brother, what do you think? One hundred taels, who would use one?” A hundred taels to buy a servant?"
servant.
Two words made the man freeze in place.
Yes, now, I am just a servant.
The boy patted his hood and walked away. It was really unlucky. He didn't know if he could make any more money today.
Wen Xi walked forward with Xiao Yu.
"What's your name?" Wen Xi said softly.
The man's dull eyes slowly returned.
"No name," he whispered.
People who would say this are unwilling to reveal their life experience.
"Originally I wanted to buy you, but you are willing to reveal your name. If there is any blood feud and the enemy comes to find you, we will have to suffer. Forget it, I will go find someone else!"
The man was stunned by her words and quickly grabbed Wen Xi's sleeve: "Are you willing to give me a hundred taels?"
Wen Xi frowned and looked at his hand. The man was anxious for a moment and knew he was being rude. He quickly put his hand down and said, "If I tell you your name, will you really give me a hundred taels?"
"Exactly."
When Xiao Yu heard that her young lady actually wanted to spend a hundred taels to buy a man, she became extremely anxious. She tried her best to wink at her young lady, but Wen Xi ignored her and just looked at the man in front of her.
"Murun City." The man thought for a long time, and just when Wen Xi's patience was about to run out, he finally reported his name.
Mu?
The surname Mu is not common in Dongchen.
"Can I ask, what do you want these hundred taels for?"
"Save people." Muruncheng whispered: "My sister is seriously ill and needs to buy medicine."
"So, you just sold yourself?" Wen Xi rolled his eyes speechlessly: "You sold yourself, and she hasn't recovered yet. You are going to let her cook her own medicine, take care of herself, and then take her with you. To continue living with your guilt?”
Muruncheng lowered his head and said nothing. The family members drove them out without any money, regardless of the fact that their sister was seriously ill. Fortunately, it was not winter, otherwise they would have froze to death.
"I know medical skills and can help her see." Wen Xi was a little upset, not sure if it was because of the man's stupidity or because he was willing to sacrifice himself to save his sister. In short, he was just annoyed.
Even his tone was very unkind.
When Mu Runcheng heard that she had medical skills, he was surprised and said: "Really? The girl is really willing..."
"Stop talking nonsense and lead the way."
"Okay, okay, girl, please come this way."
After following him for a while, we came to an abandoned earth temple.
Due to disrepair, the Tutu Temple has long been dilapidated.
As soon as I walked in, I smelled a choking smell of dust.
In the far right corner, a four or five-year-old girl was seen lying there motionless. Wen Xi stepped forward and exhaled slowly.
If he hadn't seen the slightly rising chest, Wen Xi would have thought the child was dead.
