The urn jar is in hand. But there is still a shortage of snake beads and rock sugar, where should I get the money for the raw materials to buy these? Liu Wuyao and Hu Lam discussed this issue.

"I'm still missing the money to buy snake beads and rock candy."

"......" Huram was silent.

Liu Wuyao thought that he was more popular among the maids, so he said, "Can you ask Luo Na to borrow it, doesn't she have a good impression of you?" ”

Hu Ram frowned, and Liu Wuyao continued: "We have no money, and we have nothing worthwhile, so now we can only borrow money from the lady." ”

Liu Wuyao felt that it was difficult for him to borrow money from the female Qiyan.

Midday. The slaves returned to the North End for dinner.

Taking advantage of the time to eat, Hu Ram pulled Liu Wuyao into the wooden house where they slept, and in the east corner of the house, Hu Ram lifted a rotten wooden plank, and then dug and planed in the soil. It didn't take long for something to dig out of the soil.

He carefully shook off the dirt from the object and wiped it clean. The thing revealed its original appearance was a silver badge.

"What is this?" Liu Wuyao questioned.

"This is my family crest, made of silver." Hu Ram looked at the badge with infinite melancholy, "This badge was made for me by my father himself, although it is not very valuable, but it has a deep meaning to me. ”

Looking at Hu Ram's sad eyes, Liu Wuyao said, "Since the badge means so much to you, let's find another way to raise money." ”

"No, now is the time to use the power of this badge." Hu Ram raised his head and shot straight at Liu Wuyao with a determined gaze.

"Are you sure? It's a memorial for you. ”

"It's fine. Freedom is all that matters now. ”

"Can this badge be sold for money?"

"It should be worth five or six Saiyavilles (silver coins)."

Liu Wuyao opened the map in his mind and began to search. Yes, yes, when I was following Lisa around the market, I passed by a barter shop and a money exchange market. But the question is, how do I get out? Although he has been promoted to a high-level slave and can go out with his master, Lisa is there every time, and he can't exchange it.

I thought about it for a long time, but there was no result.

At noon the next day. Ryu Wuyao plays with Timmy as usual. When I saw Timmy, he was holding an old book, hula and hula tearing it.

"Why did you tear up the book?" Liu Wuyao asked.

"I hate these books, they're going to drive me crazy." Seeing that Liu Wuyao wanted to stop talking, Timmy continued, "It's an old book from last year, so it's okay to tear it up." ”

"I'll teach you origami today." Liu Wuyao decided what to play today.

"Origami?" Timmy tilted his head in disunderstanding.

Liu Wuyao picked up a piece of paper casually and began to fold it.

When he was a child, Liu Wuyao also hated books very much, and often after a semester, he would tear the books up, not counting the tears, but also folding them into "works of art".

Seeing that Timmy was like herself, it was then that I thought of teaching him origami.

In a short time, a paper frog was folded.

"Wow, Kuti, you're amazing, what kind of animal is this?" Timmy fiddles with the paper frog.

"This is a frog?"

"Frogs?" Timmy patted his head, not understanding what a frog was, and it was estimated that there were no frogs in this land.

"It's just a little animal."

"You've done a great job. It's the first time I've seen paper that can fold animals, and you always surprise me! Timmy exclaimed.

"It's not just exquisite, it's also playful."

"What? Can you still play with pieces of paper? Timmy's mouth opened in an O-shape.

"Of course, you see."

Liu Wuyao pressed hard on the paper frog's buttocks, and the frog popped out.

"Yikes! It's amazing, I'm going to play it too. The paper frog piqued Timmy's interest. He also pressed on the paper frog's buttocks, and the paper frog bounced again, and Timmy never tired of it.

Timmy was playing with paper frogs, and Liu Wuyao's hands were not idle, and soon folded a thousand paper cranes. Timmy tries to press on the ass of a thousand paper cranes, but is stopped by Liu Wuyao.

"It's called a thousand paper cranes, and it can't jump." Liu Wuyao explained.

"A thousand paper cranes? What a strange name. ”

"What is the story of this thousand paper cranes?"

"Tell me about it." Children love to listen to stories.

"A long, long time ago, there was a son who traveled far and wide, and did not come home for several years, and his mother missed him very much. The longing made the mother grow haggard day by day, and finally fell ill. The mother was on the couch, and she did not forget to fold the paper crane, and said to the paper crane while folding, 'Thousands of paper cranes, don't you have wings, can you bring my son back, I haven't seen him for several years, I really miss him.' Mother's tears fell on the crane, and a miracle happened, and the crane's wings began to stir, first one, then two, three, four, and slowly all the cranes, fluttering their wings, and flying, and they flew out of the window, over the woods, and over the hills, and over the sand, over the swamps, over the cities, over the sea...... flew all the way to his son's side, and when his son saw a thousand paper cranes, he sensed his mother's thoughts, and he immediately rushed home. When the mother was dying, the son returned home, and when the mother saw her son, the knot of longing in her heart was untied, and the illness slowly improved. Therefore, the thousand paper cranes are also called the ark of longing. ”

Liu Wuyao looked down at Timmy after speaking, and when he saw it, he was a little surprised, because Timmy was crying.

I didn't expect this kid to be so emotional.

"Well, the story is very moving." Liu Wuyao said with a smile.

"Kuti, can a thousand paper cranes really carry thoughts?" Timmy looked up with her little face, tears still falling.

"Of course, as long as you miss that person when you fold, a thousand paper cranes can help you pass on your thoughts."

Timmy immediately asked Liu Wuyao to teach him how to fold a thousand paper cranes, and after folding it once, he mastered the folding method. He began to fold the second paper crane......

"Mommy, I miss you, Mommy, I miss you......" Timmy said as he folded his thoughts about his mother.

Liu Wuyao was stunned for a moment, and then understood. Looking at the grieving Timmy, Liu Wuyao reached out and stroked his head. This is a dangerous action for a slave, but it is a good way to comfort a child.

"Kuti, can my mother receive thoughts in heaven?"

"Yes." Liu Wuyao solemnly assured.

Timmy's hands were folded and folded, tears flowed and flowed, he folded very seriously, and each thousand paper cranes contained thoughts of his mother.

"Kuti, you're going to be with me forever, okay?"

Liu Wuyao thought to himself: It's not that I don't accompany you, it's just that I have too much responsibility on my shoulders to accompany you.

Thinking in his heart, his eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the old slave not far away, Nuhari, and a plan came to his mind.

"It's not something I can decide."

"How so?" Kuti asked, his eyes flashing.

"Don't say forever, even if it's a day, we've never been together. Take the afternoon, for example, you're going to class, and I'm staying at the manor, isn't it separated? Liu Wuyao said.

Timmy stood up, looked at Nuhari, and then at Liu Wuyao, blinking in thought.

"I will tell my father tomorrow that I want you to be my personal servant." Timmy spoke firmly.

"Will Lord Andra agree?"

"If he doesn't agree, I'll make trouble, don't worry." Timmy breathed with some certainty.

"Speak well to Lord Andra, and get him to agree to peace." Liu Wuyao was slightly worried.

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal, in the first place, I didn't like this wood like Nuhari very much." As he spoke, Timmy slipped at Nuhari Nunu.

Liu Wuyao thought to himself that if he could really follow Timmy to school, he would have plenty of time. Because when the little master is in class, the slaves are waiting outside the class, that is, at least one class time, they can move freely.

Liu Wuyao glanced at the wood-like Nuhari and thought, old man, I'm sorry, I have no choice but to do it.