Chapter 269 Xun Laodao
Three rows of male servants and three rows of female servants, located on both sides of the yard.
Due to lack of food and clothing, they were visibly thin. They only wore thin cloth clothes and straw sandals on their feet. They were all purple from the cold. They were even worse than the victims living in thatched huts at the gate of the city. .
The Yaxing clerk shouted: "Kneel down!"
Hundreds of slaves knelt down and shouted into the house: "Slave, meet the guest."
Qin Ying and Qin Eryong stood up in shock and looked at Grandpa Qin at a loss: "Fifth Uncle..."
Grandpa Qin had some experience in the army and said to them: "Xiaomi said When a buyer makes a request, one thing is to understand the dignity... The servants have to enter the house. If they don't understand the dignity, the master's family will be in danger."
After hearing this, the three of them suddenly realized that they no longer wanted to. Feeling sorry for these slaves, I sat down again.
Under the porch of the house, Manager Peng glanced at the hundreds of slaves in the courtyard with stern eyes, and said solemnly: "Your creation is here. The Qin family in Baofu County under the jurisdiction of Dongming Mansion wants to buy people. The number of places is limited. , behave well.”
These slaves from the confiscated house have traveled all the way over mountains and rivers and suffered a lot. Now it is winter again. They know that if they stay in Yaxing any longer, there is only a dead end, so when they hear these words , eyes lit up.
However, they were born as slaves and knew that their master didn't like unruly servants, so they didn't dare to fight for them. Instead, they knelt quietly and waited for their master to come down and choose someone.
I just didn’t expect that the person who came to pick someone would be an old girl... Can this little girl make the decision?
Qin Xiaomi got up and left the house, walked down the steps, and came to the courtyard. Without any nonsense, he said directly: "Those who are good at boxing, medicine, accounting, literacy, or have other abilities. , stand up.”
As soon as these words came out, more than thirty people stood up.
Qin Xiaomi was a little surprised... Manager Peng was really dedicated and found so many capable people to choose for her.
"Uncle Huang Wu and Dalang, go and help these people who are good at fists and kicks."
"Those who are good at medicine should each write two prescriptions, and then write down twenty kinds of medicinal materials, their medicinal properties, efficacy, and taboos, all Write it clearly.”
“If you know how to keep accounts, write this down. Let’s do some calculations.”
“If you’re literate and can write on a piece of paper, show yourself.”
Qin Xiaomi said. After that, he took out an account book from the cloth bag he carried with him and handed it to the tooth shop clerk.
The clerk from Yahang immediately took the account book and gathered all the people who knew how to keep accounts together. He also took pens, ink, paper and inkstones and distributed them to them.
The slaves were shivering with cold, but this was a chance to fight for their lives. They ignored the cold, sat on the floor, took paper and pen, and began to calculate accounts around the ledger.
Jiang Dalang has already started fighting with the servant who knows how to fist and kick.
The whole courtyard was very lively, and Manager Peng was stunned... This was the first time he had seen such a method of buying people. However, this method of testing gold on the spot is very effective.
Not long after, Jiang Dalang tried out six slaves who showed off their skills.
"Ah ah ah, stop twisting, my hand is going to break!" Qian Zhaofu screamed in pain. This family is too fierce. He won't go. He will find another family and let him go.
Bang, Jiang Dalang kicked away the money to attract good fortune, and said to the dental shop clerk: "This man not only adulterated his words, but also had sneaky eyes like a thief. We will never buy it. Please take him away."< br>
After hearing this, Qian Zhaofu's eyes filled with viciousness and he wished he could tear Jiang Dalang to pieces... He was a servant of the official family, his parents were both in charge, he had lived the life of a young master, yet this untouchable man dared to denounce him in public and ruin his future. !
Manager Peng caught a glimpse of the hatred in Qian Zhaofu's eyes and sneered: "It seems that Yaxing is still too good to you. If you don't hesitate to be lucky, then you can become a mine slave."< br>
The Yachang clerk immediately wrote the word "mine slave" after Qian Zhaofu's name.
Qian Zhaofu was shocked. He had been pretending to be kind for so long, but once he failed, he hurriedly knelt down and begged: "I know I was wrong. I beg my guest to be merciful and spare me... uh uh uh!"
The Yaxing martial artist has covered his mouth and dragged him out of the yard. Manager Peng glanced at the slaves in the courtyard and warned in a cold voice: "Those who don't understand the rules will suffer like this!"
The slaves remained silent and did not dare to do it again.
However, in order to fight for his life, some servants still used tricks, and they even came in front of Qin Xiaomi.
"Guest, I have already calculated the accounts and written a poem for the guest to read." Zhou Xiaowen knelt on the ground, holding the calculated accounts and written poems with a handsome expression on his face. With an elegant smile and eyes as bright as stars, he looked at Qin Xiaomi.
Qin Xiaomi was stunned.
When Zhou Xiaowen saw this, he snorted in his heart... This young master just showed off his heroic appearance, but this smelly untouchable girl was stunned.
Qin Xiaomi took over the accounts and poems, looked at them carefully, and became even more confused: "What did you do before? You are not very old, but you can write well, and your poems are not bad either. And none of the calculations were wrong. "
Zhou Xiaowen felt proud... She was indeed an ignorant peasant girl, and this young master was shocked by just showing his hand.
"In reply to the guest, slave Zhou Xiaowen used to be the personal servant of the young master of the Zhou family. He studied with the young master of the Zhou family since he was a child, so he has learned these skills." Zhou Xiaowen answered respectfully, his tone even a little cautious, and he seemed to be quite polite and honest.
Qin Xiaomi: "Zhou Xiaowen?"
"Qin Xiaodong, this is the roster of these slaves." Manager Peng immediately brought several books and turned to Zhou Xiaowen's page , said: "That's him, a young boy from the Zhou family of Tongzhi Weiyang Mansion in Jianghuai Prefecture. When the Zhou family was on duty, their conduct was innocent, and all the masters had been killed."
Jiang Dalang frowned and came over: "Xiaomi, let's take a look, don't make a decision in a hurry. ”
This Zhou Xiaowen has a lot of little thoughts in his words and deeds, and he doesn’t like it!
Zhou Xiaowen was not anxious when he heard this. He believed that his ability and general style could charm this peasant girl and make her willingly buy him.
As long as he can be bought, he will be completely safe. He will continue step by step, change from slave to master, use his new identity to take the test for fame, re-enter the capital, ascend to the Emperor's Hall, and take charge of the world!
Zhou Xiaowen was having a sweet dream, and Qin Xiaomi said: "Da Lang is right, there are so many slaves, there is really no rush to buy them, let's choose slowly."
This Zhou Xiaowen is not only He is very capable, has flesh on his face, and wears a thin jacket under his commoner clothes... They are also slaves who were sold, and they are all miserable. How did he do so differently?
It must be supported by people.
But what does he have to offer?
There is something wrong with this Zhou Xiaowen, she doesn’t dare to buy it.
Don’t buy him? !
Zhou Xiaowen was shocked and looked at Qin Xiaomi, but Jiang Dalang blocked his sight with his body, his eyes slanted down and looked at him: "Be honest, otherwise you will regret it."
Qin Xiaomi didn't Leave them alone and go see those servants who know medicine write prescriptions... No matter in any era, those who know medicine are important talents, and she must pay attention to them.
It's just that there is a strange thing among these people, he is an old man... He is very old, his hair is all white, and he is so thin that he is just a skeleton. He holds a pen in both hands and writes prescriptions on the paper in a messy way, and his mouth is trembling. Whispering various words for blessing.
Qin Xiaomi: "..."
Isn't it too late to ask gods to worship my ancestors before I go to the examination room?
She looked carefully at the prescription written by the old man again... huh? Maybe it's the medicine.
The handwriting is so ugly that Qin Xiaomi really can’t recognize what he wrote?