"Young maids in their teens, if you want good looks, here are four of them."

"A watchman in his forties, with good legs and feet, here comes one."

"Here comes a concierge who is in his fifties and is an honest and responsible person."

"I want a mother-in-law who knows how to cook and is a good cook. There is no age limit."

Zhang Heng ordered fifteen people in one breath.

As a result, just after he finished speaking, Zhang Zhentian came back with someone. When he asked Zhang Heng whether he was looking for servants, he said: "Cousin, we have people in our clan who want to use them, so there is no need to spend this money."

Zhang Heng didn't see it that way, and shook his head and said: "I can't write two Zhangs in one sentence. I don't feel comfortable using people from my own clan as servants. Furthermore, these people are selling people as slaves, so they don't necessarily have to do it."

Wherever they go, I will buy them back to prevent them from being sold to some bad places."

Zhang Zhentian opened his mouth, unable to say anything else.

In fact, what he meant was that the total number of the Zhang clan was more than 7,000, and there were many people in the clan who had no way to feed themselves and had to sell their sons and daughters.

Rather than using outsiders, it is better to give opportunities to people in the tribe, so that they can have food to eat and avoid separation of flesh and blood.

"I do things in a measured way. As long as I am here, everyone in the Zhang family will have enough to eat."

Zhang Heng saw Zhang Zhentian's hidden meaning and waved his hand to signal him to calm down.

After a while...

"Sir, I have prepared all the people you want, especially these four little girls. Look at their appearance, do you still care about them?"

After a while, Yapo directed a few strong men to bring the people over.

Needless to say, the rough messengers and wives are all middle-aged women in their thirties and forties.

Some came to escape famine, some sold themselves because their families didn't have enough to eat, and some were desperate for money and took the initiative to work as servants.

These people were very cooperative, and some were still muttering in a low voice about how much money they would get after selling themselves. The family would be waiting for the rice to be cooked.

However, there are those who cooperate, and naturally there are those who do not.

Two of the four little girls had expressionless faces, looking resigned to their fate.

His eyes wandered around, looking at Zhang Heng carefully.

Another one looked dissatisfied and shouted: "I don't want to sell myself, and I don't want to work for others. Whoever you like can go."

"Hey, you little trickster, I bought you from your gambler father for the price of two hundred kilograms of millet."

"If you say you don't want to go, you won't go. I think you are in high spirits."

Yapo stretched out her hand and wiped it on her head, took off the silver hairpin on her head, bit her back molars and ran to the little girl: "Old lady, I specialize in treating troublesome people!" She said fiercely: "I have to treat you!"

"okay!"

Zhang Heng waved his hand and stopped Ya Po.

The little girl was very frightened, but her eyes were still full of defiance, just like a little tiger.

"Sir, this person is really cunning. If you don't treat her harshly, she won't know how many eyes Lord Ma has."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of the old woman carefully. I'll keep her in custody and let her howl without hurting her body."

Ya Po looked proud.

A person who can be a nanny is not afraid of encountering unfaithful people, and is afraid that he will not be able to eat this bowl of rice.

Others thought this little tiger was too powerful to be treated, but she didn't think so.
Chapter completed!