Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 284 8 Female

The little kid was a little scared when he saw that he was being noticed, but he dared not disobey. He knelt on the ground and cried, "My dear, my dear, I am a very good slave. I am very strong and can work hard..."

Jiang Shangxian didn't expect that this little kid was actually six years old. Looking at him so small and short, he definitely looked no more than five years old. What did he eat since he was a child?

"Get up quickly, be careful not to hurt your legs." Jiang Shangxian waved his hand and called the girl to his side. The little girl was like a stray cat that met a kind person who fed her. She was timid, wanting to get closer but was afraid, so she moved slowly.

Seeing this, the broker's eyes flashed with anger, fearing that she had angered the two men. He raised his hand to hit them, but was stopped by Jiang Shangxian: "I've already taken the person, why are you still going to hit me?"

The little girl was startled, and then ran to her like a frightened kitten, lowering her head and not daring to speak.

Jiang Shangxian lowered his head, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, but when he raised his head, it had disappeared. Instead, he smiled faintly and looked at Cui Bianxu, saying softly, "It's my fault. I was too timid. I thought he was going to hit me."

Cui Bianxu shot the brothel a warning glance, and the brothel felt a chill run down his spine. His calves went numb instantly, and his face stiffened as he forced a smile. "Madam, madam, you're joking. How dare I? You two are both so noble. Even if you gave me eighteen guts, I wouldn't dare. Please forgive me for this one. See which one you want."

Jiang Shangxian smiled and ignored him. In the end, the two of them picked out four people from the house, one of them was the little kid, a maid, and two old women.

It’s not that Jiang Shangxian was picky about the prostitute, but Cui Bianxu insisted on having a big and strong woman. Please, they are all slaves who have sold their bodies. It’s lucky for them to have food to eat. How can they eat as much as they want?

Therefore, there were not many people who met Cui Bianxu's requirements, and the two of them went around to four more houses before they could barely get the people together.

It was because Jiang Shangxian said that if they picked the taller ones and took them back to feed them, they would definitely be tall and strong, that Xiao Cui reluctantly accepted this idea.

However, most of the servants have families to support, and Jiang Shangxian would never do anything to separate people from their families. Cui Bianxu was concerned that if the servants had concerns outside, it would easily lead to trouble.

As a result, we had to buy it one family at a time, but when we did that, the number of people exceeded the limit.

The last thing they had to do was to go to the Zhushi Office to sign the bond. The broker would bring the guarantor and hand in the Yuan bonds with them. After the Zhushi Office approved the case and investigated, they would sign the bond and put these people under Jiang Shangxian's name. Because of Cui Bianxu's identity, these official procedures were completed very quickly.

After all the formalities were completed, Jiang Shangxian received twenty-one market tickets.

These people do not have household registration, and these city coupons are their "identity cards", representing Jiang Shangxian's ownership of them.

Holding a dozen bonds in his hand, Jiang Shangxian was still a little dazed. Was she starting to become corrupt?

She was just about to ask how to take these people back. Although they were sent to the farm, didn't she need to find someone to take them back? It was fine for the men to walk, but there were still many young ladies, especially a little girl who was only six years old...

While she was stunned, Cui Bianxu had already escaped from the warm farewell of the city officials and was listening to the five brokers saying in an attitude several times more respectful than when they bought the person that they would send the person to the manor and Cui Shaoqing didn't need to worry.

They didn't know Cui Bianxu, but the city officials did. After he called him Cui Shaoqing, the brokers understood that this was Cui Shaoqing of the Qinghe Cui family who had recently caused a stir in Chang'an because of his engagement with a commoner girl.

The surname Cui had a very high status in the minds of people in the Tang Dynasty, so their hospitality was justified.

"Cui Lang, can that little girl follow me?" Jiang Shangxian thought of the skinny little girl and felt a little worried about letting her go to the farm with him.

These college students in modern times, in their twenties, still clamor for Children's Day, and as soon as they get home they keep calling "Mom, Mom."

That little kid was sold by his own mother when he was only six years old. He was sold all the way to Chang'an and has only been here for two days. Considering the current infrastructure, it is not worth mentioning how tiring it must be to travel all the way. Such a young child doesn't even have anyone he is familiar with. It's really pitiful.

Cui Bianxu hesitated a bit: "Isn't he too young? He hasn't even learned the rules, how can I serve you?"

The most important thing is that it is not too late to start practicing martial arts at the age of six. If she works hard and diligently, this little girl will be able to protect Jiang Shangxian in the future.

Xiao Jiang strangely sensed his unspoken intention and quickly said, "It just so happens that Erlang is learning martial arts with Lao Fan, so let them keep each other company."

Old Fan....

Cui Bianxu was a little disgusted. Old Fan's skills were only good enough to teach beginners how to build the basics. But then he thought, once his brother-in-law got into the art, he would still have to find another master. So he nodded in agreement.

The broker quickly brought the little girl over. Jiang Shangxian looked at the child, who was so thin that only bones were left, but had been quickly changed into clean clothes. His expression softened unconsciously: "What's your name?"

The little girl already understood that the man in front of her would be her master in the future. The fear she had originally felt because she had been sold out so suddenly and didn't know what the future would be like, now she felt a little better. She inexplicably felt a sense of relief that everything was settled.

In addition, when the agent wanted to hit her just now, Jiang Shangxian stopped him for her, which made her feel even more dependent on him. She raised her little face and replied in a baby voice according to what the agent had taught her on the way: "To answer my wife, I don't have a name. My father and mother have always called me the Eighth Girl."

Poor families cannot even read a single word, but if it is a boy, they might be willing to spend a few copper coins to ask someone to give him a nice name, such as benevolence, literature, virtue, respect, loyalty, and filial piety, which are the main characters that reflect traditional Confucian ideas.

Girls are basically treated like grass and flowers. If you don't care much, just call them by their ranking.

Seeing that Jiang Shangxian was silent, the little girl bravely explained, "I am Aye A Niang's eighth daughter."

Oh, the eighth daughter is called the eighth daughter. Then are there the eldest daughter, the second daughter, the third daughter, and the fourth daughter before her?

Is this a name for someone?

Naming a dog is more serious than this, right?

"Could it be that you have a younger brother named Yaozu?" Jiang Shangxian gritted his teeth. Even though he knew that preference for boys over girls was serious at that time, wasn't this too serious?

Unexpectedly, the little girl raised her head abruptly upon hearing this. Her two slightly oversized eyes suddenly lit up, her face full of admiration. "My lady is truly very clever. I do have a younger brother, only two years old this year, named Yaowen. My mother spent fifty copper coins to ask the young master of the village chief's family to marry him!"

Oh, Yaowen,

He was so poor that he sold his daughter, but he still named his son Yaowen. Why didn't he just name him Huang Chao?

unlucky!