Chapter 5 Slave Traders
"It's really complicated", Ruan Tang thought to herself, she carefully observed Cui Ping and Xiao Mu, they didn't have any emotional exposure to the slaves on the street, and they also accepted their identities happily, and even rejoiced, after all, they were not at the bottom, and those people at the bottom did not have resentment or dissatisfaction, either they were numb, or they thought they were born like this.
"I may never accept the treatment of slaves", Ruan Tang thought to herself, she was usually served by her subordinates and thought that the Ruan Mansion had hired them, and she was at ease, in fact, her food, clothing, housing and transportation were mainly arranged by the nurse Wang and her mother, and the bathing and dressing were also served by the nurse herself, even Cui Ping couldn't get started, in fact, Ruan Tang wanted to wear it herself, obviously this was impossible, "Alas, this will only make you lazier", Ruan Tang sighed, and there was no previous excitement between his eyebrows.
"Sister, there are little sugar people over there, and there are pastries for sale, go buy them", Ruan Luo saw that her sister was unhappy, and suggested.
"Huh? Sugar man, I want it! Little gummy instantly had a look in his eyes, Ruan Tang was very fond of sweetness in both the previous life and this life, and he was told by his mother and grandmother that he was very strict and controlled the intake of sugar. So the four of them went straight to the old man who sold the candy, "Give me 4, oh no 5 sugar people, I want to pinch it like the four of us, and one of them will look like a little white dog", and the little gummy asked for 5 before his brother could speak.
"Sister, it's too much, your teeth are ......," Ruan Luo said worriedly.
"I'll want two, and the others will be one for each of you," Gummy said proudly.
"Slaves don't need it, eldest lady", "Slaves don't want either", Cui Ping and Xiao Mu hurriedly shook their heads and refused, Cui Ping is a girl, it's okay, girls don't like sweet, but Xiao Mu and Ruan Luo are ...... two boys.
"I'll give it to you, just take it, little stone for a treat", Ruan Tang said with a smile, the sun shone on the little girl's face, lined with the small red dots between the eyebrows, the small dimples on the face, and the eyes of Ruan Luo, Cui Ping, Xiao Mu and the old man who was a sugar man.
"Sister is really, guess you didn't expect to bring money", although the little boy said disgusted words, he still took out his small purse and paid for it. The small purse is a green base, embroidered with lotus flowers and stones, "really simple and vivid", that's right, it was Ruan Tang who recently learned to embroider, and he could barely see that it was a lotus flower, and the stone was a mass of gray, she didn't say it, no one could see it, the lotus was actually like a pink poached egg.
When the little gummy gave it to his younger brother like a treasure, Ruan Luo was disgusted in his heart, and just wanted to say no, he saw his father with a proud expression and threatening eyes, with the same purse hanging from his waist that was so ugly, Ruan Luo closed his mouth, and had to pretend to accept it gladly, grateful to Dade, and praised his sister who had a little nose to the sky, he felt that his book was read in vain, and he couldn't open his eyes so blatantly and say nonsense.
"Alas, it's all tears when you think about it", Ruan Luo, who thought about it for a long time, silently handed the copper plate to the stall owner.
The old man who pinched the candy man had very good skills, he was also stunned, and thought, "I haven't seen such a fresh and beautiful little girl for a long time, although the little boy next to her is also good-looking, but this little girl's facial features are more delicate and durable, and the small red dot in the center of the eyebrows seems to be the finishing touch, so that the whole person is sacred, and he can't think of any words to describe it if he hasn't read a book, he can only use sacred, which makes people pleasing to the eye at first sight."
"Wow, the old man's craftsmanship is so good, it's really like", Ruan Tang praised, the sugar man is sweet, the small mouth is even sweeter, Ruan Tang has two sugar men in one hand, and handed over the little girl sugar man with his appearance to the little stone, "How can I eat myself, little stone, yours give me, mine is for you to eat."
Ruan Shishi is a sugar man who doesn't want either and has no choice but to take his sister's appearance.
These scenes were seen by two groups of well-intentioned people, one group was a slave trader from other places, and the other wave was 16-year-old Wen Xi, the son of Wen Jian, the imperial history of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
"Boss, those two little babies look like they are either rich or expensive, are we going to take risks", asked the younger brother next to the slave trader Wang Wu.
"Wealth and danger are sought, that little girl looks so cute, some powerful people in South Vietnam like this kind of child the most, and the boy is easy to deal with", Wang Wu is from South Vietnam, and has been engaged in the illegal business of reselling slaves for many years, and this time Beiying took a fancy to the two children of the Ruan family, but they didn't know that a catastrophe was coming.
"Little Liuzi, lead away from the male servant's ......."
Xiao Liuzi pretended to accidentally bump into Ruan Luo and took his ugly purse, "Little master, your purse", Xiao Mu exclaimed, "Little master, I'll chase it."
In fact, Ruan Luo has long wanted to get rid of this ugly purse, money doesn't matter, "don't worry, forget it", the little boy doesn't care.
"Why don't you use it, Xiaoshi, that's the purse I gave you, and there is money in it", Ruan Tang said with righteousness, "We can't let this kind of stealing on the street go unleashed."
Ruan Luo's black line, "Go ahead", he waved his hand helplessly at Xiaomu, thinking, "If you can't catch it, you don't have to chase it."
"Why are there thieves in Frost City, it seems that every dynasty has them", Ruan Tang thought.
Wen Xi has been paying attention to the little girl in pink clothes who likes to eat sugar, with a chubby little round face, a sugar man in her left hand, and a sweet cake in her right hand, happily talking to the younger teenager next to her, and also taking sugar and fried chestnuts in the hands of the little boy to eat, "Why do you like to eat sweet food so much, no wonder it's all round", Wen Xi felt cute and interesting, watching on the second floor of Tianxiang Building opposite Ruan Tang, Ruan Tang didn't know that she was seen from beginning to end.
Of course, Wen Xi also saw the tricks of Xiao Liuzi, Wang Wu and others, "The two little guys, without bringing more attendants, dare to come out blatantly", Wen Xi thought in his heart.
Seeing that the three of them were waiting for the male servant who was chasing Xiao Liuzi, Wang Wu quickly came up and grabbed Ruan Tang's arm, trying to pull her to the carriage around the corner.
"Stop, let go of my sister", Ruan Luo sensed that something was wrong, and stepped forward to pull Wang Wu to prevent him from succeeding.
Cui Ping also came up to help and shouted for help, but was caught by Wang Wu's accomplices.
"Sister, run", Ruan Luo bit Wang Wu's arm, wanting her sister to escape, Ruan Tang was also scared, but she couldn't break free.
"Bold, you rats, do you know who we are, dare to catch us", the little boy was not afraid of danger, and scolded loudly, hoping that someone would come to help report to the official or help, the situation was not good, they came out this time with a maid and a scholar, Xiaomu was also led away, Ruan Luo thought with some regret, "They were premeditated, none of the people on the street wanted to see righteousness and bravery, and they all avoided them far away."
"Hmph, hurry up", Wang Wu beckoned his subordinates to move faster.
As soon as Wen Xi found out that something was wrong, he immediately called Wen Yi, "Go and help that child."
"Yes", Wen came and went without a trace, which shows the high level of martial arts.