Tang Shiyue took some time to go to town, ready to find a dental clinic and buy a suitable person.
She didn't want to buy a little maid, but a married, older woman, preferably one with a sharp tongue and a strong personality. Even if she wasn't as good as Grandma Sun in scolding, at least she couldn't be too bad.
That way, I can not only look after Wang, but also take care of Xiao Yaoer, or help with cooking.
Moreover, as he is older, Tang Shirong no longer needs to avoid suspicion and everything is convenient for him.
But when they went to the pawnbroker to ask, they found that there was no such woman at all. It was not a time of famine, and most of the people in the pawnbroker were young men and women.
Tang Shiyue was a little disappointed.
It was rare for customers to come, so the broker had already called a row of customers, and said eloquently: "I have to say that the young men and women here are all diligent and capable. They can manage them to your satisfaction, whether it's cooking or cleaning the house. It's much better than buying a woman..."
It was Tang Shiyue’s first time to go to the dental clinic, so she was a little curious and looked up.
She saw a dozen men and women standing side by side in front of her. They were not as ragged, pale and thin as she had imagined. At first glance, they looked quite good. At least their clothes were clean and tidy. There were all kinds of people aged from six or seven to thirteen or fourteen.
Tang Shiyue just took a quick look to satisfy her curiosity.
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Qi Jing walked forward, gently pinched the shoulder of one of them, then asked him to stretch out his hand and looked at his hand.
Then he asked, "Have you ever practiced martial arts?"
The man looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a relatively obvious black birthmark on his face, running from the right cheek to under the right eye.
When he asked, the man subconsciously turned away, knelt down and answered: "When I was young, I practiced a few moves with the master of the escort agency."
Qi Jing nodded and looked back at Tang Shiyue.
He originally wanted to ask her opinion, but he didn't expect Tang Shiyue to understand and immediately cooperated: "Brother, I don't want him, he's so ugly!"
The clerk said anxiously, "Although he doesn't look good, he is honest and sincere, and he can fight with both hands."
Tang Shiyue said: "I'm afraid of people who can't do this half of the time! The more this kind of people are, the more trouble they will cause! It's better to not know anything at all!"
She expressed her disdain with all her heart, and then asked, "How much silver?"
In ancient times, having a birthmark on the face was considered a very unlucky thing, so no one would buy it.
The broker did not dare to ask for more, and after a moment's hesitation he said, "Originally it should be eight taels of silver, but since you are here for the first time today, I will make a good relationship with you, five taels of silver."
Five taels of silver...only half a pound of wine!
She found that here, "eating" was really not worth the money, but in other places, it became very valuable.
In the end, he got it for four taels of silver.
After leaving the dental office, Tang Shiyue turned around and asked him, "What's your name?"
The man tilted his head, trying his best to avoid the side with the birthmark: "My surname is Ren, and my father at home calls me Da Lang, I don't have a name."
Modern people have some bad associations with the word "Da Lang".
Tang Shiyue didn't call him, but took out two copper coins worth ten yuan from his pocket and asked him, "Can you read?"
Ren Dalang whispered, "I can roughly recognize a few words."
He can even recognize words, not bad, I made a profit!
Tang Shiyue gave him the copper coins and said, "We still have things to do. Go find a place to eat something, and then go to the city gate to find a mule cart with 'Fu Shou Wine Shop' written on it. They will wait for us there."
Ren Dalang was stunned for a moment, then quickly dropped his hands and replied, "Yes."
Tang Shiyue and the other person walked away leisurely.
Escape? No way, there is a contract of sale here, under normal circumstances, no one dares to escape. According to the laws of this dynasty, escaped slaves will be exiled.
As they walked, Tang Shiyue asked Qi Jing: "Is he very powerful?"
"Not bad," Qi Jing said, "They should have practiced for a few years, you can tell from their skeletal structure. I just want to find someone a little older to teach them, and then I want to increase the age of the martial arts school to see if there are any people who have some foundation."
Tang Shiyue smiled and said, "Actually, you just want to be lazy! Be lazy and talk less!"
Qi Jing was silent for a moment, then smiled and admitted: "Well, it is indeed troublesome to teach children, especially those who are disobedient. You really need to say a lot of words."
"I knew it!" Tang Shiyue patted his shoulder with a smile: "So you should accept a disciple, and the disciple will serve you when there is something to do!"
Qi Jing said, "Let's take a look first. It's not that easy to accept a disciple."
"No," Tang Shiyue said with a smile, "I have a feeling that this person will definitely become your founding disciple in the future."
"Why?"
Tang Shiyue said, "Because I picked it with you!"
"Yes," Qi Jing smiled, "You are Lady Fu. With you around, all my wishes will come true and all adversities will turn into blessings."
This guy! He flirted with her again!
Tang Shiyue smiled and said, "How old do you want to teach? Didn't you say it's hard to teach older children?"
“You can’t come openly, and you can’t teach them like I do, but you can teach them something practical.”
After he explained a few words, Tang Shiyue understood.
No matter what era it is, civilian armed organizations are taboo. There is no problem in teaching children, but teaching adults, especially if you want to teach on a large scale, that is not possible. You can only rely on luck. If you come across them, you will take them over, as many as you can.
The two chatted as they walked, and found two more matchmakers, but neither of them found someone suitable. They could only leave a message asking them to inform her when they found someone, and then walked back.
Ren Dalang was indeed waiting obediently by the carriage. The little beggar who was helping them watch the carriage sat by the carriage and stared at him. When he saw her coming, he said, "Tang Xiaolang! This person actually said you bought it!"
"I bought it!" Tang Shiyue said with a smile: "What's wrong?"
"You really bought it!" The little beggar said, "Why did you buy something like this? You might as well buy me! After all, I am also a flower at the city gate!"
Tang Shiyue laughed out loud: "What do I need a flower for? I want something that can be used!"
"I am also the one who is useful?!" The little beggar said, "I can run fast and fight well, so I am useful!"
Qi Jing suddenly asked: "How many moves can you take him down?"
When Ren Dalang looked up, he realized that he was being asked. He straightened his chest and said, "One move."
The little beggar laughed out loud: "Go ahead and brag! I'll give you a move back! I grew up on the streets, no one has ever been able to beat me in a fight since I was a kid..."
He kept boasting, and Qi Jing said, "Try it!"
Ren Dalang turned around and knocked the little beggar down with one quick and decisive move.
The movement was so fast that Tang Shiyue couldn't see it clearly!
The little beggar was also startled, and then he got up, but was knocked down again...
This happened five times. The little beggar admitted it, lying on the ground and said, "Brother, you are very good at hiding yourself!"
Tang Shiyue smiled and said, "Now you know, you can only be a flower at the city gate!"
The little beggar groaned and wailed in various ways.
Tang Shiyue threw him two copper coins worth ten yuan and said with a smile: "Alright, stop playing tricks. I hurt you today. Go eat something good."
The little beggar jumped up swiftly and took the copper coin in his hand: "Thank you, Tang Xiaolang, call me next time you check the car!"
Tang Shiyue smiled and waved her hand, and the three of them got on the car. Qi Jing asked, "Da Lang, can you drive a car?"
Ren Dalang nodded, and Qi Jing let him drive the car. Tang Shiyue still felt awkward calling him Dalang, so she asked, "Shall we give you a name?"
Ren Dalang said anxiously: "Thank you, young master."
Tang Shiyue thought for a moment and said, "There's a line in a poem called 'No matter how many times you are beaten, you will still be strong, no matter which direction the wind blows'. Isn't that very impressive? Look, your last name is Ren, so why not call yourself Ren Dongxi or Ren Nanbei? You can choose!"
Qi Jing: “…”
He held his forehead helplessly and said to him: "From now on, your name will be Ren Dong."
Ren Dong said anxiously, "Thank you, young master, for the name."
Tang Shiyue saw that he always avoided the birthmark when he spoke, and couldn't help but drink a bowl of chicken soup: "Ren Dong, I said you were ugly just now to lower the price, not because I really think you are ugly. How a person looks is born, and a man doesn't rely on his face to make a living, so he doesn't need to care about what others say."
Qi Jing glanced at her, his lips slightly curved.
Ren Dong was also startled. He wanted to turn around and look at her, but he didn't dare.
The mule cart was moving very smoothly. As soon as we entered the village, we saw Tang Dongzi running towards us: "Master Tang, you're back! Master Four has been looking for you everywhere! He asked me to come here to welcome you back!"
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