The little guy doesn't need to buy it - in Zhao Jingyang's hands, there are hundreds of wrestlers trained with zombies; Although it is said to be a fighting word wrestler, it can't be built, but it is just right to use it to patrol the mountain and protect the hospital.

Maids, mothers-in-law, sprinklers and sweepers, but they have to buy some and invite some.

The so-called is to follow the customs of the locals - there is human trafficking here, although it does not agree with Zhao Jingyang's mind; But thinking on the other hand, Zhao Jingyang bought some, after all, he was not a landlord in this era, and he used people to death.

It's not a bad thing, it's a chance.

There are both outright buyouts and hired ones. directly buys out, just like the one who sold his body to bury his father yesterday, most of them have no money, so they can only sell themselves; Those hired are long-term and short-term workers.

The tooth shop is an intermediary.

When he arrived at the tooth shop, after some browsing, Zhao Jingyang frowned and turned around, and bought all the girls in his teens and teens, about twenty or so; There are also a dozen hairy boys, who also bought it.

I can't see my children suffering.

Yazi was happy, and said, "In the past two years, I have become good, but there are not many people who sell their sons and daughters, and there are only about 40 men and women here."

Look at his appearance, that's 400, 4,000, 40,000, so that he can make a lot of money here.

And he complimented, "Master, you have a good heart."

Zhao Jingyang just ignored him - a person like this, he was killed, and he also had dirty hands. Due to the limitations of the times, unless Dong Hongyu and the others are brought over, and it takes decades to promote education and transform their thinking, there is no way.

I also hired a dozen long-term workers and women who did laundry, cooking, and sprinkling the plots, and taught them to report to the manor early tomorrow morning.

Before leaving, Zhao Jingyang said to Yazi, "In the future, if you have children, you will send them to the manor with me."

Yako rejoiced.

"You have a good heart!"

Zhao Jingyang glanced at him, and said, "The manor is not small, you and I will customize a few carriages, buy some horses and mules, and daily household tools, and send them to me."

"Good Rat!" The tooth flew up even more happily.

The benefits of making friends with such a tycoon are here, and there is a lot of work; The more work you do, the more you earn.

So he first found a place to eat, and had a meal with these children; Then he invited a few carriages and taught the cowering children to get into the carriage and squeeze a little; It turned out to be in the afternoon inside and out, so I went all the way out of the city and returned to Xiaoquanshan Manor.

The manor was still in ruins, and naturally had to be repaired; I'm afraid I'm still thinking about the intermediary of this job; It's a pity that Zhao Jingyang has already calculated.

Just get the night, take the I-word wrestler charm, this dilapidated manor, should be a new look.

Zhuangzi, the old man of the Geng family, had already packed up his belongings and left; Come back here, and there is no one.

So he taught a group of forty or forty children, who were no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, and seven or eight years old, to stand in the courtyard.

Zhao Jingyang said, "I have always felt that children should not suffer."

"I don't ask you why you ended up in the tooth shop. Since you have come to me, you will study and live well, and grow up early."

His gaze swept over the group of children, and he tapped his fingers a few times, and those who hit the nail on the head could make eye contact with him.

There were three people, two boys and one girl.

"Come to me, you three."

The children squeezed out of the crowd and came to Zhao Jingyang.

"What's your name?" How old are you?" Zhao Jingyang said, "You say it first."

His eyes fell on the boy who looked the oldest.

This kid is very clever and grinned: "If you go back to the master's house, the little one's name is Xiaoshu, and he is twelve years old this year."

Zhao Jingyang bowed: "What about you?"

And then there are the girls who are a little older.

The girl's face was thin, her hair was like thatch, but her eyes were bright, and she said, "My name is Xiao Cui, and I am ten years old this year!"

Zhao Jingyang touched her head, nodded with a smile, and then looked at the youngest boy, "What about you?"

The boy sniffled and said, "My name is Big Tiger, and I'm eight years old

now."

Small trees, small emeralds, big tigers.

Zhao Jingyang also gave him a blow to the head, and then said with a smile: "In the future, I will have my surname, my surname is Zhao, and my name is Zhao Jingyang."

Of course, these children have their own surnames, but when they introduce themselves, they don't say anything. Because they were the ones who had been sold, and they followed the Lord's family, they often had to change their surnames.

"The boys were divided into two groups, with the age of 10 as the boundary; The little tree is over 10 years old, and the big tiger is over 10 years old."

"The girls are not grouped, and Xiao Cui is in charge."

"It's a daily routine, pay attention to hygiene, make a mind and rest, and don't defecate anywhere." Zhao Jingyang said, "When you come to me, you have to live like a person."

Then he pointed to the big house next to him: "Don't walk around yet, this village has been abandoned for several years, and there are many snakes and insects lurking. Go and rest in the house, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

After placing a group of hairy children, it seems that it is getting dark.

Zhao Jingyang found a room, hung a pearl, and while carrying the source of life that the method refining had been supplied, he was distracted and browsed all kinds of knowledge.

Before you know it, it's midnight.

Suddenly, the faintly pleasant sound of silk and bamboo came from outside the window, Zhao Jingyang was stunned, got out of the semi-cultivation state, walked to the window, his eyes were full of light, and he looked at the direction where the sound of silk and bamboo came from, and then his figure flashed and disappeared.

The next moment, Zhao Jingyang came to the backyard of the manor located halfway up Xiaoquan Mountain.

When I looked up, I saw that there was an attic in the backyard, and it was brightly lit; Among them, the sound of silk and bamboo is endless, and the sound of some cutting and talking is mixed with fine fragments.

Wisps of demonic energy linger inside and outside this attic.

Thanks to this demonic spirit, it is quite pure; Otherwise, at this glance, Zhao Jingyang would have slapped it over.

With a turn of heart, Zhao Jingyang climbed to the attic, came to the door, and pushed the door in.

Immediately, the sound of silk and bamboo and the sound of conversation stopped abruptly.

When I looked up, there were four people in the room; A Confucian crown sits on the south side, and a beautiful woman faces each other; A young man in the east, looking like a scholar in his twenties; On the right is a girl, and Lu is old, holding a pipa, which is very beautiful under the light.

"There's an uninvited guest!"

Zhao Jingyang's eyes swept and he spoke.

Immediately, all run.

The beautiful woman and the girl dodged behind the screen, and the young man hid beside the old man; Du Na Lao Suo took a deep breath and arched his hand, "Who is Your Excellency? Midnight into the boudoir."...

Zhao Jingyang's eyes fell on Lao Suo, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile: "This manor belongs to me, which one I can't enter?" But you occupy my house at night, drink and enjoy yourself, and do not say hello to me. Isn't that good?"

When Lao Suo heard this, he frowned: "This Zhuangzi has been abandoned for several years, where is the master?"

Zhao Jingyang smiled: "I just bought it yesterday."

Lao Sue was speechless for a moment.

Then he bowed down and apologized: "I really don't know that there is a master in the deserted garden, sue, sins!"

Then he said, "Since the master's house is here, why not feast?"

Zhao Jingyang laughed: "I want it."

His gaze swept across the screen and he sat down.

Lao Suo called out the beautiful women and girls behind the screen, and taught the young man to sit aside, and then came to introduce.