Transmigrated Doctor Princess

"Well, let's get down to business."

Luo Jiuhuang and Mo Qing come to the biggest slave market in the black market, where there are all kinds of slaves.

Luo Jiuhuang chose some men and women with strong desire for survival. There were about twenty people in total.

"Boss, just them."

The shopkeeper who saw Luo Jiuhuang's choice said with a smile: "it seems that this young lady is an expert. These are my treasures. The young lady chose all at once. How can I do business here?"

Luo Jiuhuang looks at the store and doesn't say anything. To put it bluntly, she just wants more money, but Luo Jiuhuang is not so good.

"Twenty people, twenty sets of silver. If you don't want to, you can forget it. When I first came here, I saw a family next door. Mo Qing, let's go to that one."

Mo Qing is very cooperative and will go with Luo Jiuhuang.

The shop owner immediately stopped: "Miss, don't go. I'm a businessman. There's no reason why I can't do business. Twenty taels is twenty taels."

The shop owner was ashamed. He thought she was a little girl who was easy to cheat, but he didn't expect to meet an expert.

Mo Qing paid twenty taels of silver and then took the man away. Just at the gate of the black market, a teenager caught Luo Jiuhuang's attention.

The boy was only seventeen or eighteen years old. He wore a wooden tag around his neck, which said that he sold himself to bury his father.

In this young man's eyes, everyone has a typical facial paralysis.

"Sell yourself to bury your father." Luo Jiuhuang stops in front of the boy.

The boy raised his eyes and stared at Luo Jiuhuang.

Mo Qing's brow couldn't help wring.

The young man's face is covered with scars. It seems that it has been many years.

Luo Jiuhuang didn't respond. She was a pediatrician here. In her previous life, she took over a person whose whole face was burned by the fire.

Seeing that Luo Jiuhuang was not frightened by his face, the boy had some expressions on his face: "aren't you afraid?"

Luo Jiuhuang raised her eyebrows: "why should I be afraid? Is it because of your face? "

The boy didn't say anything, obviously acquiesced.

"I'll buy you, but I want you to serve me for five years, and after five years you will be free again, OK?"

The boy was a little surprised that no one who came to the black market to buy slaves would say such a condition.

After all, most of the people who were bought as slaves in the black market were doing the cheapest groceries. It was impossible to recover their freedom one day. This is human nature.

"Well, my life is yours in these five years."

Luo Jiuhuang shook her head to the boy. "No, I don't need your life. I just want your loyalty."

Luo Jiuhuang gave the boy ten Liang silver: "take this money to buy a good coffin for your father."

The youth returned 52: "these are enough."

Luo Jiuhuang didn't force Mo Qing to take it back.

"Where can I find you after I bury my father?"

"Luo Fu, my name is Luo Jiuhuang."

Luo Jiuhuang's voice had just fallen, and a trace of doubt appeared in the eyes of the youth and those more than 20 slaves. Luo Jiuhuang's name is a household name in Xuanyuan Empire, which is not like this person at all.

Luo Jiuhuang didn't know what they thought.

"Words are terrible."

Luo Jiuhuang only said four words, and then left with the rest of the people. The boy watched Luo Jiuhuang and his party go further and further in the same place. Holding the silver in his hand, he took the board around his neck and left the black market.

Luo Jiuhuang takes these people to his own manor. Every child of the Luo family has his own manor.

But Luo Jiuhuang is not good at taking care of her, so she has been abandoned for so many years, which just comes in handy.