He Youyou nodded: "Of course."
"Once the goods are sold, they cannot be returned or exchanged."
He Youyou narrowed her eyes: "Okay."
She wanted to see what this madam was really up to.
The madam went to the back room and gave a few instructions to the servants, who immediately went to carry out the order.
Before an incense stick could burn, He Youyou heard hurried footsteps coming from the back room.
Soon, several figures came into view.
Several servants were seen carrying a door panel, which was covered with a bamboo mat.
It's clear that the bamboo mat is quite old; the seams are blackened and filled with dust and grime.
The cotton fabric used for binding was also worn out.
A sickly person lay on the table.
Upon closer inspection, the person's dark skin was revealed to be Ah Li.
His clothes were torn in several places, and his body was covered in bloodstains.
One arm and one leg were fixed in place with wooden sticks and wrapped with strips of cloth.
It looked like a horrific injury with broken bones.
Even worse, he had a new scar on his face that was still bleeding.
He Youyou remained calm, staring intently at the madam with her composed eyes.
She already had a cold and aloof appearance, and those cold eyes made people feel even more intimidated.
The madam felt uneasy but forced a smile: "Madam Han, if my Ah Li were healthy, with his talent, he could easily become a companion to a nobleman, fetching at least a hundred taels of silver. He's injured now, but he can be treated. With a year or two of rest, he might be fully recovered. I was thinking that instead of keeping him and wasting money on food and water, I might as well do you a favor by selling him to you for ten taels of silver. You should ask around outside; when have we ever sold anyone at this price at Cuihua Tower? Even a tea boy, the ones we train are incredibly clever, unmatched anywhere else."
After listening, He Youyou did not argue with her.
Her attention turned to Ahri.
Ahri's body cannot move, but her eyes are bright and clear.
He blinked twice as He Youyou approached.
He Youyou lowered her head and asked him, "Your indenture is already in my hands, and I can take you away soon. Do you have any luggage to pack?"
Ahri opened her mouth and uttered a single word: "Book".
Soon, a servant hurriedly brought a book box and placed it on the ground beside him.
"In that case, let's take them back. Could you please help us, young men, to lift them onto the carriage?"
As He Youyou spoke, she looked at the madam.
The madam couldn't wait to get rid of him immediately.
Without further ado, he immediately ordered the servants to carry the person and the book onto the carriage.
He Youyou also got into the car.
"Take care, Madam Han!"
With a beaming smile, the madam waved her flowered handkerchief and happily saw them off for several steps.
The prostitute beside me, leaning against the doorframe and cracking sunflower seeds, asked, "Mom, are you really going to sell Ali?"
The madam looked away and glared at her sideways: "If I don't sell you, will you take care of me? It'll take a year and a half to heal, and all my money will be wasted on medical treatment and food. Luckily, there's a sucker willing to take this burden. Forget ten taels of silver, I'd be eager to sell you even for one tael."
He Youyou's carriage left Cuihua Tower and headed out of the city.
They left Jizhou City.
Inside the carriage, the young Ah Li struggled to sit up and tore off the strips of cloth and sticks binding his body.
He bent over and knelt in front of He Youyou, his forehead touching the ground.
He Youyou smiled and said, "You really know how to save me money. Who helped you get this outfit?"
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