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"Ms. Zhao!"

"Mr. Zhao, go slowly!"

The servant quickly caught up and said breathlessly: "Ms. Zhao, my master said... huhu... said that I would give you all the rocky riverbanks. For only five hundred taels of silver, I will level all the riverbanks for you!"

Zhao Han slowly turned around and stared at the slave with a strange expression: "Your Mr. Huang, do you think I am a fool?"

"Huh?" The slave didn't know how to answer the question.

Zhao Han pointed toward the river: "Those deserted beaches are two or three miles long, with several patches of cultivated land interspersed in between. Why are they all flattened out?"

Indeed, they are all flattened out to make hair.

We can't let Mr. Zhao's warehouse, with one room in the east and one room in the west, stretch over two or three miles of land. We must avoid cultivated land when building and using it.

The slave was speechless and felt that his master was confused.

The servant asked cautiously: "Then... the young one will go back and report to the master that Mr. Zhao doesn't want so much?"

Zhao Han suddenly looked friendly and said, "I've known you for a few days, but I still don't know your name."

Mr. Zhao asked me my name?

Does Mr. Zhao value me?

The slave suppressed the joy in his heart, bowed and said, "In reply to Mr. Zhao, my surname is Huang and my nickname is Sanshui."

"Huang Sanshui, right?" Zhao Han patted this person on the shoulder.

Being patted so casually, Huang Sanshui felt lighter all over, and his heart was filled with the honor of being favored by a big shot. He bent even lower and said excitedly, "Mr. Zhao, just give me your instructions if you have anything to do."

Zhao Han smiled and said: "Go back and tell your master that although I am a prodigal, I am not a fool. I know very well what his plans are. He just wants to get more money. Tell him, I can do it for five hundred taels." Yes, but you have to agree to a few requests from me."

"Mr. Zhao, please speak." Huang Sanshui said quickly.

Zhao Han swung the folding fan, unfolded it with a swishing sound, fanned the wind and said: "First, sell me some farmland in the middle; second, the rocky river beach is too narrow, so widen it some more. It will definitely occupy the cultivated land. The money to buy the land will be calculated separately. I guarantee that your master will not suffer a loss. If this matter is done, it will benefit you!"

Is there any benefit to be gained?

Huang Sanshui suddenly became very motivated and swore: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, I guarantee that we will succeed!"

The guy ran back happily to get his life back, but the maid Xiao Hong had a sad look on her face.

Zhao Han asked as he walked: "What's wrong with you?"

Xiaohong suddenly knelt down and said in a tearful tone: "Please, sir, don't occupy so much land and leave a way to survive."

"Where is your family's land?" Zhao Han asked.

Xiaohong is obviously smarter than Xiaocui and speaks more eloquently: "Ms. sir, the few pieces of land sandwiched between the rocky beaches belong to Mr. Huang. In summer, the water is prone to flooding, so we can't make paddy fields, so we can only grow some vegetables." Miscellaneous grains. There are two pieces of land there, which are farmed by the slave’s father, mother, brother and sister. Please give me a way to survive!”

"Master Huang gave me your body deed, then you are my slave now," Zhao Han said with a smile, "Get up, I will not treat my own people badly."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, thank you, Mr. Zhao!" Xiao Hong kowtowed quickly, fearing that Zhao Han would regret it.

Return to the inn and lead Xiaohong into the house.

Xiaocui is practicing calligraphy, dipping a brush in water and writing numbers like one, two, and three on the wooden board.

Hearing the noise, Xiao Cui turned around happily: "Young Master is back... Hey, Xiao Hong!"

"Xiao Cui." Xiao Hong smiled a little reluctantly.

Xiaocui went over and took Xiaohong's hand and said, "Don't be afraid. The young master is very kind to our servants. He also taught me how to read in the past two days. Come over and see, I can already write up to ten."

Xiao Hong followed blankly, watching Xiao Cui write.

Xiaocui always had a smile on her face and said as she wrote: "The words you say outside are all pretending. He is the best master in the world."

Xiaohong didn't believe it at all, and Zhao Han frightened her.

Zhao Han took out the body bond between the two of them, handed it over and said, "Tear up your body bond yourself."

Xiao Cui, who was originally very happy, suddenly looked horrified. She knelt down and said, "Please don't dislike me, my slave... I will definitely do a good job in the future."

Xiaohong also knelt down quickly, thinking that Zhao Han wanted to test.

"well!"

Zhao Han sighed, picked up the body contract again, and immediately tore it into pieces.

Xiaohong was so happy that she just didn't laugh out loud.

Xiaocui was so lost that she collapsed on the ground. She thought she had been abandoned by Zhao Han, and from now on she could only go home and farm, and then find a farmer to marry.

"Get up quickly," Zhao Han helped the two of them up with his own hands. "Everyone is equal here. There is no master or slave. If you want to go home, go back by yourself. If you want to stay, then continue. Follow me and I promise not to let you suffer."

Xiaohong, who was originally happy, now looked confused. She couldn't figure out what Zhao Han wanted to do.

You can beat your slave to death, but why do you need to be so pretentious?

But Xiaocui kowtowed repeatedly: "I will follow you, and I can be a cow or a horse."

After saying that, she tugged on Xiao Hong's clothes and urged: "Kneel down quickly. If you don't hit anyone, you will be full every meal."

Not hitting anyone?

Can you eat every meal?

Xiao Hong suddenly felt blessed and kowtowed: "I am also willing to work as an ox or a horse for you."

Xiaocui knew the rules better and taught: "You can't call yourself a slave here. You must say 'I'. Don't forget it."

"I...I..." Xiaohong was a little dizzy again and couldn't understand the situation at all.

Zhao Han helped the two of them up again: "You can't talk about slaves, and you can't kneel down easily. We are together, we are all brothers and sisters. Iron Bull!"

Zhang Tieniu was watching the excitement when he was suddenly called upon by Zhao Han. He was so frightened that he quickly said: "I practiced calligraphy today!"

"What did you do before?" Zhao Han asked.

Zhang Tieniu said: "The baggage carrier at the dock."

Zhao Han pointed at Zhang Tieniu and said to the two girls: "Did you hear that? He used to be a porter and made a living by carrying people's bags. Now he is my brother."

Zhang Tieniu said with a smile: "Yes, we are all brothers."

Zhao Han pointed at Chen Maosheng again: "He used to be an opera singer, a happy householder, and a lowly citizen. Now he is also my brother."

Chen Maosheng grinned and looked particularly happy.

Zhao Han added: "In my place, there is no hierarchy, only brothers and sisters. From now on, you will be my sister Xiaohong and sister Xiaocui."

Xiaocui scratched her fingernails and said sadly: "But I want to be the master's maid. I've been here for two days, and the master doesn't let you sleep. He must be because he thinks I'm dirty."

Zhao Han could only sigh. He was really brainwashed, and his mind was full of servile thoughts.

Then let’s do something more exciting!

Zhao Han suddenly straightened up and bowed, and as soon as he bowed to the end, he almost knelt down: "Little brother, pay homage to the two sisters!"

"ah!"

"Sir, get up quickly!"

"If we can't do it, we will lose our lives!"

"..."

The two women hurriedly helped him, but they couldn't help him at all. They were so frightened that they immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Han.

The three of them worshiped each other as if they were worshiping together.

Zhang Tieniu and Chen Maosheng looked at each other with shock on their faces.

Zhang Tieniu looks down on the actor Chen Maosheng, and Chen Maosheng also looks down on the maid Xiaocui. They have their own hierarchy in their hearts.

However, Zhao Han actually gave the two maids a big gift, which instantly shattered their three views.

Suddenly, Chen Maosheng burst into tears. He finally believed that Zhao Han really had no distinction between good and bad.

All people are born equal and there is no hierarchy.

Zhao Han kept saying these two sentences all day long. They used to be dubious, but now they became extremely sure.

Chen Maosheng also knelt down, but he did not kowtow to anyone. Instead, he clasped his hands together and said silently in his heart with tears in his eyes: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, above, you must bless the young master to become the emperor. He is a star in the sky who has come down to earth to help us poor people." of……"

Zhang Tieniu looked at the four people in the room and muttered to himself: "Crazy, they are all crazy."

Zhang Tieniu went out with his ax and stood at the door not knowing what he was thinking.

"What's wrong?" Pang Chunlai walked out of the next room.

Zhang Tieniu chuckled and said, "The four of us inside are playing in the worship hall."

"Go to the church to play?"

Pang Chunlai pushed half the door open, but he couldn't see clearly. He only saw three of them worshiping each other, and the other seemed to be clasping his hands to worship the Bodhisattva.

Emperor's art!

He is so thirsty for talents that even the maids from the countryside are willing to go out and pay their respects. This is a perfect way to win people's hearts.

While Pang Chunlai felt pleased, he also felt that he had to remind him that to win people's hearts, you should also choose your partner, and it was not worth it for two maids.

Xiao Cui kowtowed for a long time. Seeing that Zhao Han hadn't stopped yet, she suddenly rushed over to hug him and cried bitterly: "Master... wuwuwu... don't do this. If you bow again, slave... I'm going to die."

Zhao Han stood up straight and said, "Then would you like to be my sister?"

Xiaocui cried and nodded: "Yes, as long as the young master doesn't bow, I will do anything you want."

Zhao Han smiled and asked Xiao Hong: "What about you?"

"I wish... I wish." Xiao Hong agreed vaguely.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhao Han laughed heartily: "Sisters, please get up quickly. Let's talk about business."

The two women were asked to sit on the edge of the bed, and Zhao Han also pulled out a bench and sat down.

Although Xiaohong and Xiaocui don't know why Zhao Han behaves like this, they know that he is one of the best good people in the world.

He who doesn't beat his slaves is considered a good master.

Isn’t the person who gives the slave a big gift a first-rate good person?

Following such a good master will be worth your while even if you die. Even if Zhao Han tore up their personal bond, they would not leave. Where else could they find such a master?

"Sister Xiaohong, how many people are there in your family?" Zhao Han asked.

Xiaohong replied: "There was a bad harvest a few years ago, and my grandfather hanged himself. My second brother went to the county seat and has not come back yet. I still have my parents at home, my eldest brother and my sister-in-law."

Zhao Han continued to ask: "Is it okay to live normally?"

Xiaohong said clearly: "I work in Mr. Huang's house, save money and bring money back home. My parents, brother and sister-in-law also farm a few acres of land on a sharecropping basis. I barely survive starvation, but sometimes I have to pay rent arrears."

Zhao Han asked again: "If I buy the dry land by the river, will your family still be able to survive?"

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death," Xiao Hong couldn't help but ask, "Young Master is kind-hearted, wouldn't you do this?"

Zhao Han smiled and did not answer. He just asked, "Does Mr. Huang have three sons? His youngest son is studying in the county school. How much do you know?"

Xiaocui said: "The third young master only came back during the Chinese New Year. He looked down on Huangjiazhen and took his wife and children to the city."

Xiaohong added: "Everyone says that the third young master is a literary star who came down to earth. Not only was he a scholar, he was also a junior student in the county. But I know that the third young master is no longer a junior student in the county. He is still drinking flower wine in the county. He was kidnapped for paying the bill, so the third young mistress sent her slave back to get the money to ransom her."

"Is there such a thing?" Xiao Cui asked in surprise.

Xiaohong said proudly: "I eavesdropped, and the master was very angry at the time. You forgot, you were beaten for no reason last year, which was a bad thing for the master."

"That time, I still haven't figured out what I did wrong." Xiao Cui had an impression instantly.

Seeing that they were getting further and further away from each other, Zhao Han quickly changed the subject: "Besides Mr. Huang, which family has the most fields in or outside Huangjia Town?"

"I know, I know," Xiao Hong quickly answered, "Huang Erye in the northeast of the town, his grandfather, and Huang's grandfather are brothers. I heard from the old people in the village that there was a lot of trouble at that time. The two brothers took hundreds of people to divide the property and killed a dozen of them on the spot."

Zhao Han smiled and said: "Then let's talk about Mr. Huang..."