The next day, Zhao Cuishi took Zhao Wangshu on a mule cart and went to the slave market in the city.

There are two slave markets in the capital, one is on Guangqu Road and the other is on Guangqu Road.

The slave market on the street, also known as the Dongnu market, was sold as official slaves, that is, the slaves of the officials who committed crimes, and were re-escorted to the slave market to be sold.

For example, after the Fan family was raided, most of the slaves in the house were sent to Dongnu City.

The slave market on the lower street, also known as the West Slave Market, is sold as private slaves, that is, people from poor families who sell themselves or their families into the slave market, and then the slave market sells them.

For example, the Hong Chang, the fine lady and others in the family were bought by Zhao Cui's in Xinu City.

Zhao Wangshu thought that this time she was also going to Xinu City, but she didn't want Zhao Cui's to take her to Dongnu City.

"Grandma, don't you say that such slaves and maids carry the brand of the original owner's family, and when they do things, they will carry the style of the original owner's family, and it will be more difficult to correct their bad habits."

"The rules over there are heavy, ordinary girls don't understand anything, and when you enter the mansion, if something goes wrong, it will tire you."

Zhao Cui's heart was really broken for the sake of his granddaughter's stability.

"These official slaves, as long as you use them properly, are no worse than those trained by yourself."

"They are also pitiful people, as long as they don't betray the Lord and harm the Lord, if they can understand, be more considerate of them, don't treat them too harshly."

Zhao Wangshu said with a smile: "The way of the emperor is to give both grace and might, leniency and severity, reward for merit, and punish for mistakes." ”

"That's right." Zhao Cui's eyes were full of approval, her good granddaughter was smart and could understand everything.

While the grandfather and grandson were talking, the mule cart arrived in the bustling downtown of the city, and the shouts of the vendors, mixed with the smell of various foods, drifted in with the wind.

"Grandma, can I look outside?" Zhao Wangshu asked expectantly.

Zhao Cuishi smiled and asked, "Don't you want to get out of the car to buy some snacks to eat?" ”

"Grandma who knows me." Zhao Wangshu smiled flatteringly.

Zhao Cui's is a favorite granddaughter, and took out more than a dozen copper plates from the money bag, "Pick what you like to eat and buy something." ”

"Thank you, grandma." Zhao Wangshu shouted to the coachman to stop the mule cart.

She got out of the car and went straight to the stall selling stew.

The aroma of lo-mei is too seductive.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" Zhao Wangshu asked, swallowing his saliva.

"The vegetarian one is a copper plate with three sticks, and the meat one is a copper plate with one stick."

"I want two copper plates and three copper plates, and I will fill them in a banana bowl." Zhao Wangshu counted five copper plates to the stall owner.

After buying lo-mei, Zhao Wangshu was holding the banana bowl, and as soon as he turned around, a child sprang out of nowhere and flew in front of her.

"Oops." Zhao Wangshu subconsciously clenched the banana bowl, "Run so fast...... Wrong. When I looked down, I saw that the purse tied around my waist was gone.

"Catch the thief!" Zhao Wangshu shouted casually and did not chase after the thief.

There was no money in the purse, so there were five pebbles used to play the game of catching stones, and if they were lost, they would be lost, and Zhao Wangshu didn't care too much, she was in a hurry to go back to the mule cart and eat stew.

"Girl, is this purse yours?" A cold voice rang out.

Zhao Wangshu looked over, it was the young man in Xuanyi who he had seen from afar in Wulipo that day, and today he was still wearing a dark-patterned Xuanyi.

From a distance, I already feel that he is handsome, and when I look at him closely, his fair face is full of sharp and angular cold handsomeness, and his dark and deep eyes contain sharp light.

Tall, but not rugged, very well-proportioned.

looks not very old, but his temperament is calm.

He held a boy in his right hand, and in his left hand he held a gray-blue satin embroidered with a rabbit's purse.

"This purse is mine, thank you Childe, for recovering the purse for me." Zhao Wangshu smiled and stretched out his hand to him.

"Can you tell me what's in your purse?" The young man in Xuanyi was afraid that there were girls' belongings in his purse, so he asked politely and politely.

"There is no silver in the purse, just five pebbles." Zhao Wangshu put the banana bowl back on the stall and tore open the purse to show him.

Sure that there were five pebbles inside, the thief was extremely frustrated, and whispered, "Damn, look away." ”

It's really bad luck to be caught stealing stones.

"I'll send him to the yamen." The young man in Xuanyi grabbed the thief and wanted to leave.

"Childe, wait a minute."

The young man in Xuanyi stopped and looked back at Zhao Wangshu, "What's the matter with the girl?" ”

"I haven't asked my son's name yet." Zhao Wangshu looked at him with bright eyes.

"Raise your hands......" The young man in Xuanyi looked at the person in front of him and pursed his mouth, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked pitiful, and when the words came to his mouth, he changed his words, "My name is Yun Hao." ”

"Yun Gongzi." Zhao Wangshu returned to her sweet and lovely smile.

"Be careful, I—I'll go first." Yun Hao walked away quickly, but why did he look a little like he had fled from the wilderness?

Zhao Wangshu chuckled, turned around and put the banana bowl on the table, and walked briskly towards the mule cart.

Seeing her come back, Zhao Cuishi asked, "Why did you go for so long?" ”

"Too many people are buying." Zhao Wangshu didn't want her to worry, so he didn't mention the fact that the purse was stolen by the thief.

"Let's go, get the car steady." Zhao Cuishi asked the coachman to move on.

"Grandma, you can taste it, this braised pork tastes very good." Zhao Wangshu handed a bunch of meat to Zhao Cui's.

"You eat it yourself, grandma doesn't like to eat this." Zhao Cuishi refused to ask for it.

"Grandma, just take a bite." Zhao Wangshu said coquettishly.

couldn't resist his granddaughter, Zhao Cui's still ate the string of meat in the end.

Not long after, the mule cart stopped outside the city of Dongnu.

There are five stalls in Dongnu City, which are sold as young maids, adult male maids, young maids and male servants, elderly male servants, and elderly maids.

Zhao Cui's took Zhao Wangshu to the stall of the elderly maid first, saying that it was an elderly maid, but in fact, most of these maids were between thirty and forty-five years old, not old, and they could still be used.

As soon as the grandparents and grandchildren walked into the stall, a middle-aged man greeted them, saluted with a smile: "Hello aunt, hello little girl, please say hello to the two of you." ”

"The owner doesn't have to be polite, the old man brought his little granddaughter here today to pick two useful mothers-in-law." Zhao Cuishi said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, there are several batches of new goods these days." The middle-aged man led the two to the fence.

There were quite a few people locked up in the five fences, and a rough count showed that there were about thirty or forty.

People were sold as commodities, Zhao Wangshu endured the discomfort in his heart, and was about to take a closer look, when he suddenly heard someone timidly calling: "Miss Zhao." ”

There were too many people on the fence, Zhao Wangshu didn't find the person who called her, and then heard a voice, "Miss Zhao." ”

Zhao Wangshu saw clearly that the person who called her was an old servant of the Fan family, and tugged at the corner of Zhao Cui's clothes, "Grandma, it's a buckwheat lady." ”

Buckwheat used to serve by Mrs. Fan's side, she was a decent daughter-in-law, her personality and behavior were not bad, at least Zhao Wangshu's impression of her was still good.

Zhao Cuishi also remembered the buckwheat lady, so he asked the middle-aged man, "How much silver does she have?" ”