Chapter 87: Eat a Full Meal
Ji Zhisui didn't know why she asked this question, nor did he know what kind of answer he wanted.
She just felt that dying like that would be too painful because she was hungry and had no food to eat.
"Is this what Sui Niang wanted?" Pei Yian looked at the person in front of him with burning eyes, and there was a deep meaning in his eyes that outsiders could not understand.
He has more resentment towards this world. He is not a good person. The country that his Pei family has guarded for generations has only received suspicion and poisoning. Sometimes the violent factor in his body even wants to let this dynasty be buried with the Pei family!
However, such thoughts have subsided. When he is with Sui Niang, those dark thoughts rarely appear in his mind.
There is more peace, and even life seems to become more lively.
Even the effects of the toxins in his body no longer seemed unbearable, and he wasn't such a loser.
"Well, if possible, I hope everyone can have enough to eat." At least they don't have to starve to death. She had experienced hunger many times when she was in the orphanage, and it was really uncomfortable.
"Okay, I also hope that Sui Niang's wish can come true." Pei Yian only said this to comfort him, and Ji Zhisui did not take it to heart.
But for Pei Yian, what he made before was a promise.
Since she wanted to see such a scene, he had to work hard to make it happen.
The guy above him doesn't mind changing his last name.
"Okay, let's go back." Pei Yian found that he was planning to go back and leave this place by pulling the person.
This would make Sui Niang sad, and he didn't want to see her sad, and she shouldn't have a sad expression on her face.
"No need. Let's go ask the human traffickers. The restaurant will be too busy if it doesn't hire more people." Ji Zhisui felt much better after chatting with Pei Yian.
At her insistence, Pei Yian accompanied her to find the human trafficker. Along the way, he held her hand tightly, with no sign of letting go.
"Sir, are you looking to buy slaves? Take a look at what kind you want. These are new ones, very young, and each of them is nimble and nimble." The trafficker spoke of these slaves in the same tone as if he were judging some goods.
Or perhaps in his eyes, these slaves were just goods he was selling.
Ji Zhisui was in a bad mood and had no great interest in selecting slaves.
"Does anyone among you know how to cook?" Pei Yian asked. He was thinking of buying a few to help Sui Niang.
"My dear sir, I can! I can do it! I used to be a good cook!" A voice was trying hard to promote itself.
The person who made the sound was a middle-aged woman. She was small, dark-skinned, and had thick eyebrows and big eyes on her thin face, which made her eyes look a little scary.
Sister You was a refugee. All her family members died on the way to escape. When she fainted from hunger on the roadside, someone picked her up, gave her some hot soup and hot rice, and then sold her to a human trafficker for three hundred coins.
When many nobles came to buy slaves, they didn't even bother to look at her. She was already in her thirties and had experienced many hardships. She looked no different from an old woman in her forties or fifties. Even if she worked very hard, in the eyes of the nobles, she was no better than those teenagers.
She had no market and had been traveling with human traffickers to several counties. There was a high probability that the traffickers would punish her. The traffickers beat and scolded her, and even considered selling her to a fool as his wife.
Sister You didn't want to, so she had to sell herself.
Upon hearing the question from this noble gentleman, Sister You took the initiative to promote herself enthusiastically.
Ji Zhisui was also attracted by the voice. She came to Sister You and looked her up and down.
Sister You was a little nervous, but she also knew that this might be an opportunity.
She looked at Ji Zhisui expectantly and pleaded, "My dear lady, I'm really good at cooking! Please, buy me!"
That look was filled with fervent anticipation and a desire for life, and seemed to be very important to her.
It's very different from the other people around me who are numb and indifferent.
That look immediately captured Ji Zhisui's heart, and she worked with the trafficker to buy Sister You.
The human trafficker was worried that he would lose the goods, but he didn't expect the other party to be so competitive and successfully sold himself for one tael and five cents of silver.
Ji Zhisui picked out another little girl who looked only about ten years old. The price for this girl was more expensive, four taels of silver.
After paying the money, Ji Zhisui took her people away. Before leaving, she looked at the people who were tied up and sighed heavily.
Her current abilities and funds are limited, and even if she wants to help these people, she is powerless. She only hopes that these people can find a good master.
Ji Zhisui's eyes fell on the two people he had bought and asked curiously, "Do you have names?"
Sister You was the first to speak: "My dear lady, my name is Sister You."
Then the little girl spoke weakly: "My family calls me Erhua."
"Where are you from? Do you have any relatives alive?" She needed to know the basic situation of these two people.
"My dear lady, I fled here from Huaiyang and have no relatives left." Sister You said.
A few years ago, Huaiyang was hit by a severe flood, and all the houses and crops were washed away. Everyone fled everywhere. Even if there were still relatives alive, the possibility of contacting them was almost zero.
"My dear lady, I am from the neighboring city of Licheng. My family has too many children and can barely afford to eat, so they sold me to a human trafficker."
Erhua has seven brothers and sisters in her family. She and her third sister were sold to human traffickers.
Ji Zhisui had a basic understanding of the two people's situation. "Since you have names, then let's keep your original names. I bought you here because I opened a restaurant and I'm short of staff. I need help."
Sister You and Erhua looked at this noble lady with some curiosity. They didn't expect that she had hired them just to help out in the restaurant.
You have to know that these slaves are different from servants. Their status is lower and the work they do is often harder and more tiring.
They were already prepared to do rough servant work, and might even be prepared to be beaten or scolded by their masters at any time.
However, they didn't expect that the other party just wanted them to work in a restaurant.
"My dear lady, this..." Sister You originally thought that the worst case scenario would be to enter a tiger's den, and she didn't want to marry a fool.
She didn't expect that what was waiting for her was a good job, and she was a little excited.
When Ji Zhisui heard this address, he frowned slightly, "Don't keep calling me Miss Noble. My last name is Ji, and my given name is Zhisui."
"Miss Ji." The two people said in unison.
This title was at least much better than the previous one called "Noble Lady", so she accepted it.
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