Chapter 22 Uncle Hua

readx; The girls had a sad face, and they had already opened their mouths to the family several times, and if they went to ask for money again, even if the parents didn't scold, those brothers and sisters would not have a good face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Of course, like Ouyang Wan and Murong Qiu, they will be better, and the whole family will be spoiled, but the young ladies of other families may not have this treatment, they are born to marry.

But relying on Ouyang Wan's Murong Qiu alone couldn't change the overall situation, because they also tried their best.

"Why don't you put out a little silver, although it's not much, but it's better than nothing," Zhao Wuregret on the side said loudly.

"Then I'll thank Gongzi for the refugees," Murong Qiu said with a salute to Zhao Wuregret, without asking him how much he could do, and he wouldn't think it would be much.

Zhao Wuregret is helpless, no matter how much money he throws away, it is useless, and this matter has to be solved by the court in the end.

But I still have to think about how to make more money, I thought I was a lot of rich people, but recently I realized that I was still far behind.

Dozens of refugees surrounded them, but all of them stood outside from a distance, only one old man stepped forward, and Zhao Wuregret noticed what Murong Qiu and Ning Xinyue had said among the refugees before, and this old man was one of them.

"The little old man has seen a few young ladies," the old man came forward and saluted the girls respectfully.

"Don't be polite, man, are these the people you are looking for?" Ning Xinyue happened to be standing at the front at this time, so she stepped forward and asked.

"Yes, the little old man asked them, they all have a skill, and they are willing to be slaves," the old man said in a low voice, you know, if it is not impossible to live, who wants to be someone else's domestic slave.

"Then you tell them all to come up," Ning Xinyue nodded and said.

The old man greeted everyone, and they immediately stepped forward.

"I've seen fairies ......"

"Ladies are so ......"

"See the girls......"

Everyone gossiped, and the salute was also chaotic, some people hugged their fists, some knelt, and some were lightweight, because there were also women here.

The old man's face turned green when he saw this, and the girls were amused and chuckled.

"Okay, no need to be polite, tell me what you all know?" Murong Qiu stopped smiling and asked.

"The villain can farm......"

"The villain will herd cattle ......"

"Slaves can do needlework......

"The little one can catch ......"

"I can make sake ......"

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Everyone immediately rushed to speak, and there was a lot of noise for a while.

"All right, one by one," said the old man, who seemed to be very prestigious, and with a light drink, the men stopped.

Zhao Wuregret watched coldly, these people should all know, otherwise how could they obey the old man's words so much, and if you want to find someone who knows a skill, how can you find someone who farms and herds cattle?

"This old man, do you all know each other?" He thought about it for a moment and decided that it would be better to ask.

"Back to this young master's words, we are indeed the same Zhuangzi, just because we really can't live, the villagers followed the little old man to Wu Kingdom, but please rest assured, they are all good and hard-working people, and there is no one who is lazy and lazy," the old man did not deceive, but said truthfully.

"I don't know my father-in-law's surname?" Zhao Wuregret couldn't help but be convinced by this old man, being able to take the civilians in Zhuangzi to other countries together, it would not work without strong prestige, and from the eyes of those refugees, it should be seen that they were really convinced of this old man.

"The little old man is not surnamed Hua, and he just teaches the children to read and write in the Zhuangzi on weekdays," the old man replied busily.

"It turned out to be Uncle Hua," Zhao Wuregret nodded and smiled, "Are all the people in your Zhuangzi here?" ā€

"Those who escaped and can still make it to Jiangnan alive are all here," Mr. Hua said bitterly.

Zhao Wuregret was also silent, and it could be heard from this sentence that it was not only these people in front of him who fled together, but those people all fell on the road.

Zhao Wuregret came to Murong Qiu and the others, and listened to what they discussed, only then did he know that it was Lao Zhanghua who said that he had a skill in Zhuangzi and wanted to ask them to accept it, so Murong Qiu and Ning Xinyue patted their heads and agreed.

But now the problem has come, it is useless for these people who can only farm to go, and several people can't help but frown, and they are discussing together but can't think of a solution.

This made Zhao Wuregret feel funny, it turned out that these cold goddesses also had times when they were worried.

Now I think that they are still young, and in the next life, when they are fifteen or sixteen years old, they will still stay at home and be coquettish, when will they think of saving others.

"I still have to invite a few more people in my family, and you have to settle the rest yourself," Zhao Wuregret said.

"Ah, why don't you take them all away, Zhao Gongzi," Ouyang Wanjiao said in a coquettish voice.

Hmph, does the beauty trick work for me? Of course.

Zhao Wuregret walked in front of the group of refugees, and counted a little, there were about 30 people, of which there were about ten women, most of them were relatively old, and there were only about three girls and young women, and their appearance was average.

And there are five or six children, only one is a girl, and the others are boys, Zhao Wuregret knows that in this era, if there is only one way to live, it must be for boys, and most of the girls are thrown on the road to fend for herself, which is still conscientious, there is an idiom called 'Yizi cannibalism', and most of the exchanges are girls.

This made Zhao Wuregret's heart ache, does he have the ability to change the world? For the first time, he doubted his life by copying poems, writing novels, and then earning some money to buy food for the victims.

Everyone was looking at him, he stopped his thoughts, thought for a moment and said:

"I need one, well, two, one who can cook, and two who clean the house and do the laundry, and if you think you're suitable, please come forward."

Those people looked at each other, and then at Mr. Hua on the side, obviously asking him to call the shots.

"What are you still doing? Being able to be a slave in this young master's house is your creation," Mr. Hua shouted.

"Young master, you can accept me, I am willing to be a slave and a maid, I just ask you to give my sister a bite to eat," the girl in the crowd pulled the girl forward and knelt in front of Zhao Wuregret and said.

"Young master, I am also willing to sell myself into the mansion, just to be able to give food to eat." Another middle-aged woman stepped forward and knelt down.

Seeing that the people behind him were moving, Zhao Wuregret hurriedly shouted, "Stop, you all get up first, and besides, I don't like others kneeling in front of me, standing and saying something." ā€

Everyone else stood still, puzzled one by one, don't those big men like others to kneel in front of them and talk? In this way, he can show his majesty, why is this young master different from them?

ps: Today the motherboard finally arrived at the express point, and I went to Yunda Express to get it, but what I didn't expect was that there were a mountain of express delivery, and the courier masters also sent the express delivery of the seventeenth or eighteenth, I looked for two hours in the hill, and still didn't find it, I hated the double eleven, otherwise how could there be so many express delivery, it seems that the outbreak will have to wait for two days.