"Alright, alright, what's all the fuss about? Don't interrupt my business. I'm not selling a 500-year-old ginseng. This is my family heirloom, and I'm going to pass it down. Even if it's a good year, you won't find ginseng of this quality. No matter how expensive it is, I won't sell it! If you want to see it, just admire it quietly. If you don't want to see it, go back to your own shops."
Su'an Hall had quite a few guests.
It's not just about seeing a doctor and getting medicine.
There are also quite a few customers who like to buy tonics.
They all came specifically to visit because of the reputation of ginseng.
Throughout the day, the number of people visiting Su'anjiang Shop was consistently higher than usual.
That's equivalent to half a month's worth of customers in the past.
Even at midday, customers come in droves.
Several ginseng roots were sold.
Adding the one and a half that were left over.
The shop only kept the 500-year-old ginseng king and two 300-year-old twin ginsengs.
Why is it called twins?
Because they look too alike.
Including the same year.
Su Anjiang made up a lie, saying that the two plants were dug up together.
That's good now.
Su Antang became a sensation.
Everyone knew that his shop had a ginseng king that was about to take human form, and two twin ginseng roots.
Xiao Teng was so angry that he stomped his feet.
The title of first place has once again fallen to Su Anjiang.
As evening fell, the shops on the streets of Shuangqiao Town closed their doors, and the peddlers who used to roam the streets and alleys went home.
Aside from a few roadside stalls that are still struggling to survive.
Smoke rose from the chimneys of each household.
Some are white, some are black.
There was even a yellow color, accompanied by a burnt smell and shouts.
A horse-drawn carriage drove into Anning Town and stopped outside the brokerage firm.
Two burly men carried a man who was tightly bound off the carriage.
"Bang--"
The man was slammed heavily to the ground.
She sobbed.
"Sir, what is this?"
The brokerage firm was still open when, seeing this scene, one of the brokers came out and mustered his courage to ask.
"The master has ordered that this wicked servant be sold off. You don't need the money, but you must teach him a lesson. Remember, sell him as far away as possible! Here is your indenture."
Want a servant for free without paying money?
The tooth man was overjoyed.
Although he is quite old.
Even if it only sells for one or two taels of silver, it's still a profit.
He put away the indenture and thanked him.
The burly man boarded the carriage and drove away from Anning Town.
Before leaving, he kicked the man on the ground twice.
She seemed to hate him intensely.
"Someone, take this servant inside. Don't feed him a single grain of rice or a drop of water. Serve him well. Remember to find out everything about his background."
The brokerage firm never sells servants of dubious origin, because even one accident could ruin the entire firm's reputation.
Therefore, we must find out the details.
He can keep it a secret, but he cannot be unaware of it.
The man being dragged away by the thugs looked up; it was none other than Manager Bai.
His forehead was covered in blood, his eye sockets were dark, and his ankle was swollen so badly that it was hard to tell if it was broken.
Even though they were still conscious, they were still dragged in like dead dogs.
The next morning, they managed to get information out of him.
It turned out that this person was a servant son of the Bai landlord family in Jiashu County.
He was sold off because he offended a powerful person.
Actually, that's not the case; Steward Bai didn't explain it clearly.
He committed more than just this one offense.
He was driven to the mountain valley because he made a mistake.
theft!
gamble!
Teasing the maid!
His crimes were enough for the Bai family to execute him.
Every servant born into a family signs a death contract; a human life is worth less than a dog kept by a nobleman.
Bai Xiyuan was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to punish him, after all, he had watched him grow up since he was a child.
I thought sending him to a remote mountain village would allow him to reflect on his actions.
It was discovered that he dared to offend the customer who bought the land, especially since that person was the manager of Yan's Pastry Shop.
Who doesn't know Jiashu County?
Manager Yan has managed to climb up to the magistrate's level.
He also had an excellent relationship with the head of the county government's officials.
In addition, I had heard from the farmers that Manager Bai had embezzled a lot of money.
Bai Xiyuan knew he could no longer keep this servant.
Otherwise, if they offend a powerful figure one day, the Bai family will be the ones to suffer.
After being brutally beaten, Manager Bai lay limp in the solitary confinement cell, panting heavily.
The thugs at the brokerage firm tortured him for several hours.
He has said everything he needed to say.
The excruciating pain in his ankle caused him to faint and be woken up by the pain again, making it impossible for him to sleep.
He felt immense regret.
Why have we ended up in this situation?
If only I had known...
There's no such thing as knowing beforehand.
Brokerage firms will not pay for the medical treatment of their servants.
Manager Bai's feet are destined to be crippled.
Nightmares await him.
Yan Xia was awakened by birdsong in the early morning.
She didn't go back to the mansion, but slept in the backyard of the pastry shop; after all, it didn't matter where she stayed.
It all depends on her mood.
The land has been bought, but a heavy weight is still pressing on my heart.
Having land alone is not enough.
We also need to hire people to farm.
She can't possibly cultivate those thousand acres of land herself.
Even if I break my arm from swinging it, I still won't be able to finish planting.
In addition, the location of that land is very remote. If we want to find someone to plant rice, we have to rest there. Otherwise, the round trip will waste time. But where can we find someone? The only people who can farm are the farmers in the village, but they also have their own fields to cultivate.
Even if one person is responsible for five acres of land, it would still require two hundred people.
Yan Xia was still half asleep when suddenly her scalp tingled, and she no longer wanted to stay in bed.
She rolled out of bed and got up, her body so agile that she didn't look like a woman in her thirties.
She got dressed, brushed her teeth, and washed her face.
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