Seeing him poke his head out, the shopkeeper was stunned, couldn't help but look inside, and was just about to speak again, when he heard a voice coming from inside. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Is it the shopkeeper?" The shopkeeper called for the first time just now, and she woke up, but she didn't bother to open her eyes. I heard Yanxun's cautious voice coming from a distance, so I still answered.

Yeon-hoon didn't know when Ah-hee woke up, and looked back at her in a panic as if he had done something bad. Yaxi happened to see his flustered eyes, so he beckoned to him: "Help me bring my shoes." ”

Yanxun hurried over and took the embroidered shoes that had been put aside. Before kneeling down Ya-hee, he moved extremely carefully to put on her shoes. When he saw the snow-white feet again, he still had red ears.

As soon as he put on his shoes, he respectfully stepped aside. At this time, the shopkeeper was already beckoning people to set up the meal. Ah-hee walked to the table, picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.

"Doctor Luo, these slaves have passed to your name. Here is the contract. The shopkeeper stood aside, still respectful.

Yaxi raised her eyes and looked at the small box not far away, her heart was settled, and she nodded to the shopkeeper.

"I won't disturb your meal, you can tell me at any time if you have something." The shopkeeper bowed and prepared to leave.

Yaxi swallowed the rice in his mouth, put down his chopsticks, and looked at him: "I suddenly want to drink millet porridge." ”

"Okay, send someone over right away." The shopkeeper smiled and stepped back.

The millet porridge was delivered quickly, and the small bowl made people appetize. But Ah-hee didn't come to drink by herself, she looked at Yeon-hoon, who was kneeling silently on the side. Ever since she was eating, he had been secretly swallowing.

On his way to Kyoto, Masashi learned about slavery from the caravanserais. It was extremely harsh, the life and death of the slave were in the hands of the master, and if there was a slight disappointment, even if they were killed on the spot, no one would intercede for them. In this way, not to mention the daily diet, it is generally the owner who is happy to appreciate the points, and can only ensure that he will not die of hunger.

However, the rights of the owner are very well protected. As long as the master is unwilling, it is his man who kills the slave.

Yeon-hoon was not a slave from the beginning, and was even a rich son in the past. Although at that time, he was disliked by others because of his purple eyes. But at that time, he was at least free of food and clothing.

However, when he was five years old, the situation changed dramatically, and he became a slave to be bought and sold at will. The second son of the prime minister's family is a sadist, but he is very favored. Because he wanted to know what his purple eyes looked like, the next day Yanxun was also bought into the house.

However, he finally took him under his wing. Thinking like this, she couldn't help but smile a little, put down her chopsticks, and opened the delicate small box. There were a total of seven thin sheets of paper inside, and Ah-hee saw at a glance the contract paper with Yeon-hoon's number written on it.

She let out a sigh of relief, and it was not in vain that she had calculated for so long, and looked at the contract paper twice. Put the paper back in the box and hide the box in a hidden corner. However, Yanxun's one was taken out by her, and it was put into the space where others couldn't see it.

Ah-hee sat back in her chair and called Yeon-hoon over. Yeon-hoon didn't know what Ah-hee was going to do, but he still moved quickly and knelt in front of her.

"Open your mouth." Yaxi took the millet porridge and handed a spoonful of porridge to his mouth.

After a long period of torture, Yeon-hoon didn't know what it meant to refuse, and even the moment he heard the order, his body took the lead in reacting.

It wasn't until the warm porridge went down the esophagus into his stomach that he knew what had just happened.

Yanxun's eyes widened in surprise, and the appearance of a frightened little beast made Yaxi soften his heart even more. She bent down and smiled, "How does it taste good?" ”

The softness in Yaxi's eyes made him not know how to answer. In this case, he should kowtow and then respectfully say thank you. But he inexplicably felt that the other party didn't want to hear this. After a pause, he could only nod stunned.

Looking at his dumb goose appearance, Yaxi almost laughed out loud. Spoonful by spoonful, all the porridge was fed into his stomach. Ah-hee knew that he hadn't eaten enough, but his previous irregular diet had made Yanxun's appetite very fragile and needed to recuperate for a long time.

"Let's get out of the meal." Ahsa put the bowl on the table and commanded to the people outside the door. When the people outside heard the noise, they hurriedly came in to clean up.

At this time, Yanxun seemed to come back to his senses, and hurriedly bowed: "Slave, thank the master for rewarding." ”

"Come here." Ah-hee shook her head a little, she really didn't like Yeon-hoon kneeling so humbly in front of her. But the background of the times is not so easy to change, everything can only be gradual. While thinking about it, Yaxi has returned to the soft collapse. She really had nothing else to do until she healed the prince. Yanxun had already followed, kneeling to the side.

"Are you literate?" Ah-hee actually knew that Yeon-hoon was literate, and he was extremely intelligent from below, and he was enlightened very early. And because he was disliked since he was a child, he often locked himself in the house to study. So even if you are in the middle of the family at the age of five, there is still no problem with literacy.

It is also mentioned in the original book that Yanxun likes to read very much, and almost every chance he gets, even a small piece of paper will see what is written. However, today is the first time they have met after all, so Yaxi has this question.

Maybe it was because Ah Hee's eyes were too clear, and Yan Xun lost his mind for a moment, and he actually bowed his head in a ghost. He reacted suddenly, and hurriedly kowtowed: "Slave, illiterate!" The slave doesn't know a word! ”

Yaxi naturally knew the reason for his panic, slaves in this world could not read. Reading books was the prerogative of the aristocracy. Seeing Yanxun kowtowing desperately, Yahee grabbed him with his feet.

Yanxun seemed to be frightened even more, and the whole person froze in place, but he didn't dare to resist Yaxi at all. Following her strength, she was dragged to the soft couch.

"Stay on the couch and read this book." Ah-hee casually handed him a book, and Yeon-hoon held it with a little trembling. He did not dare to disobey his master's orders, but once he opened his mouth, he admitted that he knew how to read, and that was death.

Maybe it was too soft, and he couldn't kneel. Holding a book, my breathing is even a little uneven.

Looking up and seeing Ah-hee's focused eyes, the sweat on Yanxun's forehead came down, and his lips trembled a little.

Seeing his emotional instability, Yaxi pursed his lips, and was about to open his mouth to bring this incident.

I saw that Yanxun actually fainted and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Yaxi has been paying attention to his dynamics, and she hugged him quickly, so that he didn't fall to the ground.

Seeing his pale face and sweaty forehead, Yaxi blamed himself a little, he was too anxious. Carefully help him to lie down and cover him with a thin quilt.