Little Fubao from the farmhouse takes space to flee famine

Chapter 90

The shop is located on Yanghua Street. There are many residents around, but they are all ordinary people. It is not a good location in the city.

Father Wang collected the land deeds. There were five large shops, one of which had a larger one with a yard behind it, where people could live.

There is an old pomegranate tree in the yard, and next to it is a well. There is water in the well, and a bucket is hung on it. It seems that someone lived here before.

There are seven or eight rooms in the courtyard, and people can also live upstairs. It seems that it may have been an inn before.

Lei Jian drew a bucket of water from the well. The water was extremely clear.

"Sister A Ling, don't rub it, let's go to the market and find some people back." She asked the price yesterday, and the cheapest slave is one penny, or one thousand Wen.

Li Aling wrung out the cotton cloth in her hands and nodded in agreement. This place was too big and it would take a long time for one person to clean it.

"Sister A Ling, this way." An Ran came to the place yesterday familiarly. It was different from the scene at night. During the day, the lake could be seen, and the wind blew past it.

"Pomegranates, girl, please buy some pomegranates. They are big, red, and very sweet." The stall owner looked around at the people in front of him, thinking he had just arrived here.

The pomegranates were piled up in the dustpan of the street vendor. The pomegranates were only the size of An Ran's fist. One side was red and the other side was green. The skin was rough, spotted and dull.

This kind of pomegranate is not good. An Ran squeezed it and it felt a little hard.

"This is not tasty, the seeds are big." Maybe the inside is still bluish white and not ripe.

The stall owner was a little angry, his thick eyebrows furrowed, he rolled up his sleeves, cracked his black fingernails, and took out a peeled pomegranate.

As An Ran thought, the variety of pomegranate is not good, and the seeds inside are of different colors.

"This is a good fruit. You don't know the product. It's grown on more than a dozen old trees in my house. Anyone who has bought it is a repeat customer of my house. If you don't believe me, try one."

Li Aling took one that the stall owner carefully took off and handed it to the little girl.

An Ran looked at this small pomegranate seed and bit into half of it. It was a bit sweet. Perhaps this was already the most popular thing here.

When the stall owner saw that a few people were not buying, he angrily put away the peeled pomegranates, thus depriving me of my good stuff. How many people liked it?

Today's market is very noisy, with thick and thin voices coming and going one after another.

"This is not the girl from yesterday, little brother. You guys have someone you like today. Take a look at me. I just arrived. I'm sure you'll find something you like."

The plump woman raised her eyes and winked, her eyes seeming to say, if she can't sell, I'll take advantage of you.

"Sister, buy me. I can wash and cook, work in the fields, and eat very little. I will do whatever you say."

A little girl grabbed Li Aling's trouser legs, her voice was like an oriole, and her appearance was cute. If it wasn't for the chain around her neck, she might have hugged Aling's thigh.

Li Aling looked moved and looked at the little girl, this girl is so pitiful.

An Ran squatted down with her small body and asked the boss where they came from.

When the woman saw him, her smile was as bright as a flower, and her mouth split open.

"These are all transported from the Chuyan Irrigation River. The mountains and clear waters there are beautiful, and the people raised there are all very juicy. If you don't believe it, look at it. They are not crooked melons and cracked jujubes."

"How many people do you have here? Bring them out and I will pick them. They must be diligent."

"Are you sure you want to buy it?" The woman took the whip in her hand and patted it on the palm of her hand.

Lei Jian took out a bag of silver and waved it in front of the woman. They had money.

"Okay, okay! I'll go pull it out for you right away. It's very good." Seeing Mrs. Qian, she was very happy.

The woman called a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks to introduce them to them, and she went to the back and called a man, muttered a few words, and the man left in a hurry.

"Girl, come and take a look here. Our family is full of grown men. We won't suffer any loss if we buy it back."

"Huang Laojiu, don't come here to solicit customers. Girl, our family also works hard. Look, look at the bones in this body. It looks a little thinner now, but the work is not sloppy at all."

The woman glared at the seller next to her, and squeezed to Lei Jian's side, blocking the view of the neighbors, but she could never steal the business from her.

The man who came back soon held a large rope in his hand, and the ends of the rope were all men.

All of them were yellow and hungry, with only a fig leaf around their waists all over their bodies, and there were more or less marks of whips on their bodies, and they were bruised and purple.

Legs made of bamboo sticks, breasts made of ribs, walking like a walking corpse.

This was An Ran's first impression of them. Compared to those outside, this group of people brought here was like walking mummies, most of them were seniors.

"You damn ghost, where are those good goods? Just find a few of these naughty goods. Then buy more and give them as a gift."

"Look, they are young and rich, so they don't have to be slaughtered. These bastards are sold for a penny each. The little girl is the most soft-hearted. Seeing how pitiful these old people are, she can't move her compassion. Heart."

The woman seemed to be enlightened, and she was right, but the little girl was not easy to fool, she looked at ghosts and ghosts.

"This is what you call good labor."

An Ran looked at a row of people with bamboo poles who seemed to be dying, and couldn't help hating these inhuman guys.

"Miss, buy us."

Several people about the same age as her grandfather knelt on the ground, murmuring their lips, and kowtowed.

"Don't kneel down!" Li Aling wanted to help the person up.

Lei Jian hugged An Ran, otherwise the people on the ground would have crawled out of hell, with hands as dry as branches grabbing at them one after another.

"You are a good land slave who has endured hardships and worked hard! Take a look at this uncle!"

Huang Laojiu looked at the neighbor next door, rolled his eyes, and shouted hard, comparing himself with the neighbor next door.

"Hey, girl, these are very cheap, one hundred cents each. Buy one of the good ones here and get one free."

An Ran only felt that the people in front of her were noisy, either because they wanted to kill them or to treat them as strangers, but human life was worth such a small amount of money. She remembered that Dahei bought it for more than ten taels of silver.

"Little sister, you choose."

An Ran pointed at a few little girls, who were very timid and huddled together.

"Okay, okay, these few, right? These old things are all given away."

Seeing that it was a big deal, the woman gave up on a few bad guys. Anyway, they could not be sold and they had to eat. It would be a pity to starve to death. Anyway, their price was included in the price.

Li Aling didn't hold the rope and wanted to untie it.

"I told you, girl, you can't untie her and run away later." The woman held down Li Aling's hand with a fat and greasy hand.

"You have to get it right, our training is pretty good."

Li Aling couldn't take it anymore and insisted on untying the rope around their necks.

The girls who had untied the rope had a circle of frayed and scabbed red marks on their necks, and they lined up to follow Li Aling.

"Thank you, miss. Thank you, miss." Several old people burst into tears. Finally, someone bought them and left the dark and shabby place where they ate four or five meals of whip every day.

These useless old men, it's a pity to abandon them. They are arranged in the black cowshed, and they have endless work every day. If they make a mistake, they will be hung up and beaten, as an example to others.

(End of this chapter)