Chapter 3 Selling Oneself
People have aspirations to reach the sky, and they cannot achieve it without luck.
It has been a month since Meng Yuan traveled here. He has been fleeing and has never had a full meal.
I don’t know much about this world, so a few days ago when I was burning books to keep warm in a dilapidated house, I realized that the words were the same as those in the previous life, but the dynasty history was different.
This place is called Qingguo. It was founded nearly five hundred years ago, but now it is in turmoil.
In this world, there are great masters of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, monsters that can devour a city, and swordsmen who are unparalleled in the world.
Meng Yuan traveled through time and had nothing to rely on, except that there was a strange essence of fire in his body. He didn't know where it was exactly, but he could feel it as long as he thought about it.
Because he had been running away these days, his body was weak and his energy was weak. The essence of the fire actually fed him back, but its power was getting smaller and smaller, and it had shrunk into a speck of flame.
Now that I had a meal of hot tofu, my whole body was feeling hot, and the flames were a little stronger.
This essence fire is closely related to itself. As long as it is healthy, Jinghuo can absorb nutrients from food and slowly grow stronger.
I just don’t know how big this essence fire can be raised, and I don’t know what effect it will have when it comes.
But Meng Yuan knew that everything was difficult now. He had to have a full meal first, and then he could think about raising the essence and fire.
"It's better to weave mats and sell shoes when we start with a bowl!" Meng Yuan sighed. Seeing that Uncle Jiang and his grandson were still busy eating, he simply picked up the empty sea bowl, and the stall owner refilled a bowl of hot water for cooking tofu.
Holding a bowl and sipping hot water, Meng Yuan started chatting with the vendor.
Nowadays, if you have no skills, no distant relatives, and no money, if you are not willing to sell your work, you can only sell your strength.
This place is called Songhe Mansion. It is adjacent to the Canglang River and has prosperous water transportation. You may be able to find a part-time job at the dock.
But upon further inquiry, I found out that there was less rain this year and the water level of the Canglang River dropped. There were not many boats in winter, and there was even less work.
The labor jobs at the wharf are not enough for the locals, and the Cao Gang is not recruiting people. If a stranger takes over private work, he will be beaten lightly.
As for eating military rations, you have to pay first.
After thanking the shopkeeper, Meng Yuan and Uncle Jiang's grandson walked out of the alley and headed to the city gate together.
There is an open space outside the city gate. Many people have dry grass in their heads, and many others are asking questions.
The first ones to be picked off were naturally craftsmen and young and strong laborers, followed by women and children. The old, weak, sick and disabled were absolutely unwanted.
Selling sons and daughters and arranging wives into slaves can be seen everywhere.
Moreover, the times are different now. The rich, dental shops and the government are colluding. Most of the people who sell their bodies cannot be sold at a high price, and they are still sold for life.
In disaster years, it is difficult and the people are like grass and grass. This is generally the case.
"Brother, do you want a mother-in-law? Just give me the money and leave!" A man grabbed Meng Yuan with his teeth.
"Brother, I'm here to sell it too, you can see clearly." Meng Yuan said.
"Then do you want to sell it for two cents of silver?"
"Am I meaner than pork?"
"What do you think?"
Meng Yuan was speechless.
Seeing this, Old Man Jiang grabbed Meng Yuan and comforted him: "Don't worry, old man. I have a family-owned craft. If I keep it, I can find a way to survive."
After asking, I found out that what Mr. Jiang called craftsmanship was actually the work of a gelding craftsman, that is, grooming pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks. He also knows how to select horses and heal livestock.
This is truly a craftsmanship.
"I think it's best for us, the three of us, to be together and have someone take care of us!" Old Man Jiang was very sincere.
Meng Yuan thought for a while and felt that copying poems and books was too far away in this world, so he might as well learn the craft from Uncle Jiang first. If you castrate cattle and sheep today, how can you know that you won't be able to castrate cattle and sheep in the future?
The two of them agreed, grabbed a handful of snow, washed their faces, and found a toothpaste together.
"In today's world, your craftsmanship is not popular, and you have a family to support, so I'm afraid you won't be able to sell it at a high price!" This old lady was obviously used to it. She bullied people and lowered the price as soon as she started, and then she grabbed Meng. Yuan walked to the corner and said: "Young gentleman is handsome, let me husband-in-law do your job. If you have enough money, the nobles will rush for it!"
While talking, Yabozi actually touched down.
Daqing used military force to build the country, the people were strong and strong, and women had a high status. It was common for them to appear in public, and even to raise their heads. Meng Yuan was frightened. Unexpectedly, as soon as he saved Gouzi, another thing would come to his mind again. He quickly protected his crotch, and then managed to keep his innocence.
"No, you're not lucky!" Mrs. Ya didn't force herself. She led Meng Yuan and the others to the courtyard of a one-story house. Before they even entered the house, Mrs. Ya shouted, "Mr. Liu! There is an old craftsman and a young craftsman here. He is a craftsman and can also take care of cattle and horses. People are clamoring for them, so I asked them to wait and let you check them out first.”
When he opened the thick curtain, he saw a middle-aged man in a long gown sitting by a stove, and six or seven others standing.
There is a thick-bottomed iron pot on the stove, in which tofu and pickles are sizzling and fragrant.
The middle-aged man took a piece of hot tofu and took a sip of hot wine. Then he looked over and asked, "Have you ever taken care of cows and horses? Have you ever taken care of deer and sheep?"
"I've taken care of them all, and I can even cut the blood of deer! Raise cattle and sheep, take care of horses, deliver babies and breed them, and even treat illnesses! We have lived with the livestock since we were young! We can also breed pigs and gelding sheep. I'm used to it!" Seeing that this man was very impressive, Old Man Jiang bent over and kept boasting.
The middle-aged man was noncommittal and just licked the hot tofu in the pot. Another man with a donkey face asked a few questions about the care of the cow after giving birth.
Old man Jiang answered them one by one.
Seeing the donkey-faced man nodding, the middle-aged man asked again: "Are these two people with you?"
"If you tell me, that's right." Old Uncle Jiang bent down, forced out a smile, and said respectfully: "This is my granddaughter, and this is my betrothed grandson-in-law! This child is also capable of doing things. He has been picking up excrement since he was a child, and he can endure hardships." Very!”
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This is what Meng Yuan and Uncle Jiang agreed upon, and they called the three of them a family. The old one has skills, the young one is in his prime, and the girl looks like a burden, but can tie up the adults and can't eat much rice. , and it can also make the owner feel at ease.
Moreover, these days, girls from poor families get married early, so it is common for them to get engaged in advance. It is common for a man and woman to be a few years apart, or even more than ten years apart.
"Then sign the deed of sale. From now on, you will go to the princess's ranch to work, and you will have to eat and drink." The middle-aged man agreed as expected.
The old lady quickly took out three documents of selling herself, "The old man is five cents, the young man is three cents, and the girl is two cents! We are all conscientious people, and there is no such price outside!"
It takes three people to sell it for one tael of silver? Meng Yuan was shocked. He quickly took the document and saw that it was still a life-long contract of sale. All he had to do was fill in his name and pledge his name.
The situation is stronger than the people, this is how things are done outside, and they are sure to eat the refugees. If we delay for another two days, there will be more victims and it will be even harder to make a living.
But Meng Yuan still felt it was outrageous. You think it's bad in this world, the princess did find a dental shop, and she acted according to the rules; you think it's not bad, the three of them only sold one or two pieces of silver, and they chopped it all up and sold it at the price of pork, which cost more than that.
"Don't worry about selling yourself for a small amount of money, we are going to the princess's ranch. We won't have to worry about food and accommodation, and we will get money every month! The princess is the most kind to her servants. Go and ask around. No matter how many people want to go, they won't be able to go. "Ah!" Seeing Meng Yuan's unbelievable look, the Yabozi quickly comforted her: "Young craftsman, if you miss this village, you won't be able to find this shop."
"Nobles, please let us masters discuss this." Old Uncle Jiang sighed, grabbed his granddaughter and Meng Yuan and walked out.
After leaving the door, Old Man Jiang and Meng Yuan were speechless.
"Grandpa, please sell me as a pawn first, and then you can find a way to redeem me later." The little granddaughter grabbed the hem of Old Man Jiang's clothes and looked up at her dirty little face.
"Grandpa is at this age, and there is not much time left. I just hope that I can be by your side and see you for two more years." Old Uncle Jiang smiled kindly, looked at Meng Yuan again, and said, "Thank you for your help along the way. I have nothing to repay. , if you want to find another way, I will give you the money from selling myself, and maybe you can make a name for yourself. I just hope you can come and see this child more and help me."
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"Old man, you believe me too much." Meng Yuan smiled helplessly.
"You are a good person, I can see that." Old Man Jiang said.
"It's better to work together. If we all help each other, we will always get ahead." Meng Yuan pinched the child's cheek.
He went back to the house, took out three documents of selling himself, and recorded his name, surname, and place of origin.
Uncle Jiang, whose name is Jiang Shuanyou, is fifty-three years old.
The little girl's name is Jiang Tang, and she is only eleven years old.
Meng Yuan is his real name, he is sixteen years old.
The three of them each signed their signatures, and the old man from Yahang and the middle-aged man also signed their signatures.
From then on, Meng Yuan sold himself to the palace and became the princess's private slave. In the future, unless the princess releases him, he will have to be a groom for the rest of his life and cut off his balls for the rest of his life.
When the matter was over, the middle-aged man took out some pieces of silver. The old man took out a small spoon from his bag and weighed it. He asked the middle-aged man to look at the stars on the scale and said, "Our rule is to draw one out of ten, and each side pays one dollar!"
Meng Yuan took the nine coins he got and couldn't help but think that in this world, even if he sells Gouzi, he is blameless.
"You three, you are so lucky!" Yabozi facilitated the transaction and received the commission, smiling happily.
Meng Yuan and the three of them were all homeless people, and now they were sold into slavery. After hearing this, they felt extremely ironic.
(End of chapter)