Shen Daqi lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly: after he sold Xiaohua and Xiaocao to Shen Qingyu's family, they had been working in the sweet potato flour workshop.
Based on the wages of those who work with two daughters, each daughter earns more than two taels of silver!
Unfortunately, because she signed a contract of servitude, Xiaohua and Xiaocao didn't receive a single penny of wages.
According to Liu Cuixi, after the sweet potato starch workshop is finished, the two of them will go and make chili sauce.
Because she was sold into slavery, Shen Qingyu's family did not pay her wages, only providing her with food and clothing.
Now everyone in the village says that Shen Daqi has lost his mind and pushed away two girls who could earn money.
Being ridiculed by everyone, Shen Daqi felt like he was being torn apart. He couldn't help but glance at Shen Qingyu, then at her again, and finally mustered up his courage: "Qingyu, there's something I've been wanting to discuss with you..."
Shen Qingyu looked at Shen Daqi and chuckled, "What are you discussing?"
"It's just some small flowers and grass... Can I redeem them?" Shen Daqi finally said what he had kept in his heart for a long time.
Everyone fell silent for a moment, looking at Shen Qingyu, then at Shen Daqi, and then at the little flowers and grass.
Shen Qingyu glanced at the small flowers and grass in the crowd. The two of them happened to be off today and were among the crowd.
The little flowers and grass probably didn't expect Shen Daqi to suddenly say this, and their expressions changed.
Shen Qingyu understood when she saw their reaction.
Then Shen Qingyu laughed: "Okay..."
Shen Daqi was overjoyed!
The little flowers and grasses changed color drastically.
The expressions on everyone's faces were complicated.
"Wanting to redeem their daughter who has signed a contract of servitude is a good thing..."
"However, I have two conditions."
Shen Daqi immediately said, "What are your conditions? Tell me!"
If we can redeem the two girls, they can work in the workshop and earn money. Why would they have to worry about those two taels of silver?!
"First, if the two of them leave me, they can no longer work in my workshop."
Shen Daqi's expression changed, and he exclaimed in shock, "What?"
Shen Qingyu ignored him: "Secondly, you will redeem it for the same amount of silver I paid to buy it back."
“It wasn’t me who wanted to buy them. It was your little flowers and grass that insisted on being sold to my family. You also took money from me. The village head and the town government both know about this. So this clause cannot be changed.”
"Thirdly, I don't blame you for going back on your word, but I don't deal with people who go back on their word. From now on, no one in your family, Shen Daqi, young or old, can work in my workshop, and I won't buy the sweet potatoes you grow."
Shen Daqi's face turned completely dark.
But Shen Qingyu added one more condition: "The last condition is that they must voluntarily go home with you. If they are unwilling, then there is no point in discussing anything."
"If you agree to these three conditions, the fourth condition will also work. Give me the money immediately, and I will give you their indentures right away."
The little grass opened its mouth to speak, but the little flower grabbed it.
Xiao Cao glanced at her sister, held back, and both looked at Shen Daqi.
Shen Daqi chuckled dryly, "We're all from the same clan, it can't be that serious..."
Shen Qingyu chuckled, "Which one of you said wouldn't be so serious?"
Shen Daqi: "They won't let them work in the workshop, nor will they let my family members work in the workshop, and they won't accept my family's sweet potatoes..."
Shen Daqi hadn't considered the fourth point; he felt that the little flowers and grass would definitely be willing.
Who would willingly become a slave or servant when they can stay by their parents' side?!
Shen Qingyu shrugged: "Then there's nothing we can do?"
Just then, Uncle Village Head frowned and spoke up: "Qingyu, what if Daqi is willing to pay more? Could we let the two children go home? We shouldn't leave them with nothing to do..."
Shen Daqi frowned slightly: Who wanted to pay more? Shen Qingyu didn't even mention paying more! Why are you being so nosy?!
But Shen Daqi held back and didn't say anything.
If he could pay more money to keep the workshop's operating license and his family's license to sell sweet potatoes, he would consider it.
You can't take too much.
Three taels of silver is all a person can earn!
Shen Qingyu's expression was strange: When did this matter suddenly become something that can be negotiated?
Did I agree?
Before Shen Qingyu could say anything, Shen Daqi made up his mind: "Three taels of silver per person, I'll redeem them, and you'll allow them to continue working in the workshop, and allow my family to continue selling sweet potatoes, is that alright?"
"If it doesn't work out, then forget it! It's too expensive, it's not worth it for me!"
The villagers were dumbfounded: How could they settle accounts like this when they wanted to redeem their own daughter?
Everyone looked at the little flowers and grass with complicated expressions, and then at Shen Qingyu.
During this period, I stayed at Shen Qingyu's house and ate the same food as Xiao Taohua and the others. The little flowers and grasses seemed to have suddenly become fresh and vibrant, like parched seedlings meeting rain.
He looks much taller, and his complexion is starting to look rosy!
Even their clothes were no longer the ones Shen Daqi had sold them to; they were the ones Xiao Taohua had altered from Shen Qingyu's overweight coat for them to wear.
Although the material is so-so, it fits perfectly and there are no patches.
Shen Qingyu didn't reply, her gaze falling on the little flowers and grass.
If a father wants to redeem his daughter, according to business rules, the employer can release her if he wants to, or not if he doesn't.
But this is Shenjia Village after all.
People from the same clan, whom we see every day, cannot be judged solely on personal gain.
Therefore, Shen Qingyu's heart wavered.
Jian Shen Qingyu looked at the two children, and Shen Daqi saw a glimmer of hope. He quickly walked a few steps to the little flowers and grass, and shoved the two children hard: "You brats, why don't you hurry up and kneel down at your master's place? Beg her to let you go home?"
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