Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 390: Buying People (1)

"Alright then!" Duan Yunfei said: "You’ve been out for quite a while, your mother must be worried. You should head back."

"Well, I’m off then!" 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

After Luo Zilin said this, he waved goodbye to each person one by one.

Once he left, Mu Jian also laughed and said: "The visit is over, this old man will head back first. You young folks are energetic, go ahead and wander around."

"Look at what Senior Mu is saying?" Duan Yunfei laughed: "You old fellows have traveled far and wide for many years, the journey is no shorter than walking around the Capital. We young ones, probably don’t have your stamina."

"Young Master Duan, are you talking about your master?" Mu Jian laughed heartily: "This old man can’t compare to your master."

"Enough grandpa!" Lan Ruo urged: "You go and rest quickly, we’ll head out first!"

"Grandpa knows!" Mu Jian smiled and shook his head. He looked at Song Ting and said: "Keep an eye on this girl, don’t let her run around everywhere."

Song Ting nodded, "Master, don’t worry, I can keep an eye on her."

Lan Ruo, upon hearing this, instantly beamed with joy.

After Mu Jian entered Duan Mansion, everyone then walked out of the alley.

"Qinglan, why haven’t I seen Xuan Ying?" Lan Ruo asked.

"He..." Shen Qinglan paused, eventually said helplessly: "He’s dealing with some issues and is in a bad mood, so he didn’t come with us."

"Ah?" Lan Ruo frowned, "Could it be he quarreled with Young Master Le?"

Duan Yunfei and Shen Qinglan simultaneously looked at her.

Shen Qinglan was curious: "How do you know?"

Lan Ruo chuckled: "I guessed!"

Shen Qinglan: ... This intuition, in modern times, used for lottery, wouldn’t it make you rich?

"Where are we headed now?" Song Ting asked.

Shen Qinglan replied: "To the broker."

"The broker?" Song Ting asked: "Do you know the way?"

"What are you worried about?" Duan Yunfei raised an eyebrow, "Just follow."

Song Ting also raised his eyebrow but said nothing.

Two hours later, at the broker.

The broker looked at the group and smiled obsequiously: "Everyone is here, esteemed guests, feel free to make your selection!"

Looking at the group of people like merchandise, heads bowed quietly for selection, Shen Qinglan couldn’t help but furrow her brows.

Among them, some were forced to sell themselves, others were abducted, and still, others were forcibly sold by relatives. Ultimately, they were all people forced by life’s hardships.

Shen Qinglan stepped forward, her gaze swept through the crowd, and finally raised her hand, selecting twenty people.

There were eight strong men, five women, and the remaining were all girls, the oldest being seventeen or eighteen, and the youngest twelve or thirteen.

Shen Qinglan glanced at the group and said indifferently: "Are there any who can cook? I need not just those who are familiar, but those with good taste."

A forty-year-old plump woman stepped forward, bowed, and said softly: "This old woman was once a cook in a wealthy household."

"Then why are you here?" Shen Qinglan asked.

The woman answered: "I was falsely accused of giving the household’s young lady laxatives, and thus, was beaten and sold off."

Seeing her demeanor not like lying, Shen Qinglan nodded slightly, "Then step over here."

Upon hearing this, the woman rejoiced and quickly agreed, standing beside the twenty people.

"I need two gardeners who know how to care for flowers. Who among you can do that?" Shen Qinglan asked, looking at the eight strong men.

The eight strong men looked at each other, then simultaneously shook their heads.

One of them said: "Miss, we only know some legwork skills; we’ve always been hired as guards."