The only player in Daqin

At this time, the girl who was called Zhen 0.6 Niang begged, "Uncle Feng, I beg you, just let me go, and I will slowly make money and pay you back."

"That's right, Lao Feng, not to mention that you are so much older than Zhenzhen, even that tigress from your family, Zhenzhen will not have a good life after following you!" Someone helped.

The man hurriedly scolded and said, "Why haven't you had a good life? I opened a steamed bun shop in my house, and I lived a much better life than you."

Nine hundred and twentieth chapters there is a beauty [second more]

Although everyone was talking, it was only verbal condemnation. After all, as Lao Feng said, Wei Zhenzhen was bought from his father.

What they disliked, apart from a little sympathy, was just a lot of envy. Although Wei Zhenzhen was poor, she was also a beauty with a little reputation in Jiangdu.

Now, she can only blame her for giving birth to the wrong family and having a bad gambler's father.

Seeing these onlookers shut up, Lao Feng smiled proudly, and was about to continue to drag Wei Zhenzhen, but suddenly found that there was a 10-year-old son wearing a black background and gold robe.

It was Han Ling.

Lao Feng's heart tightened, and just looking at his clothes made him feel a little bit of fear, and he said vigilantly, "This... this young master, I don't know what you are doing?"

The onlookers also looked at Han Ling.

Han Ling took out a silver ingot in his hand, and said lightly, "I just heard that this girl's father owes you money, and it happens that I am also interested in her, so I plan to buy it."

Old Feng's heart tightened, and he really liked this Wei Zhenzhen, and hurriedly insisted, "It doesn't matter how much money her father owes me, the important thing is that now his father has planned to sell him to me."

"I won't sell it to you."

Although the words are stern, the trembling is not difficult to find.

The so-called people don't fight against power, and Han Ling's clothes are enough to see that he is not an ordinary person just by looking at it.

Han Ling shook his head slightly and said, "You can't do it if you don't sell it."

There were two more silver ingots in his hand, and he said meaningfully, "Just now, according to what you said, this girl's father owed you fifteen taels of silver, and you gave him another fifty taels. Now I offer fifty taels, and you How about resell her deed to me?"

Lao Feng has already made a move in his heart. With the attire of this noble son, he must be a powerful person. Even if he wants to rob him later, he may not be able to do it.

Now willing to give fifty taels of silver taels, it is quite precious.

It's just that with Wei Zhenzhen's beauty, it's not a problem to have more than a hundred taels.

It was because he was afraid that this noble man would get angry, and then he would not lose money by stealing chickens.

But when he thought of one hundred taels of silver, Lao Feng said through gritted teeth, "No, fifty taels want to buy such a beautiful woman, unless you give me one hundred taels!"

There was a meaningful smile on the corner of Han Ling's mouth, and he said slowly, "Do you really want a hundred taels?"

There was a slight chill in his eyes as he said.

Old Feng only felt a sudden jump in his heart, as if a mountain was on his back, and even breathing became difficult. Cold sweat continued to seep out from his back, and he hurriedly said in a trembling voice, "No...not a hundred taels."

Han Ling Meifeng raised his eyebrows slightly, "How many taels does that cost?"

"Send... send it to the son."

Lao Feng said tremblingly, then took out Wei Zhenzhen's prostitution contract from his arms, and handed it over tremblingly.

510 Han Ling teased, "Do you really want to give it to me?"

Lao Feng hurriedly cried and begged, "Please, please accept it, Young Master."

The corner of Han Ling's mouth twitched slightly, he took the deed of prostitution and glanced at it slightly. He gestured to Wei Zhenzhen and said with a smile, "This girl, you are mine now, come with me."

He said and turned and walked away into the street.

Wei Zhenzhen's expression moved slightly, and she immediately followed.

The onlookers hurriedly parted ways.

When the figure gradually moved away, Lao Feng suddenly fell to the ground, gasping for breath. The onlookers saw that his clothes were already soaked with cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water. .

The nine hundred and twenty-fourth chapter is submissive [first]

After walking with Han Ling for a while, Wei Zhenzhen finally came to her senses.

She just followed this young master away, and before she had time to thank him, she immediately took two steps and walked to Han Ling's side.

"Many thanks for your help, my son, Zhenzhen still doesn't know his name." Wei Zhenzhen said to Han Ling with some embarrassment.

Han Ling smiled slightly and said, "My surname is Han, so your name is Young Master."

As he said, he glanced at Wei Zhenzhen with great interest and said, "I just don't know what Miss Wei's plan is now?"

Wei Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment, this young man obviously did not mean to be difficult for a strong man, and it seemed that he would not stop him even if he wanted to leave.

I just remembered that she was sold to Lao Feng by her father. If she went home, Lao Feng would probably make trouble at home.

At that time, without this young master, it is very likely that he will be taken away by Lao Feng.

But if she doesn't go home, she doesn't know where to go.

Seeing Wei Zhenzhen's hesitant expression, Han Ling smiled inwardly, this Zhenniang is really simple, he smiled, "Why, don't you want to go home?"

"If you don't have a place to go, why don't you just follow me."

He said with a smile, "I heard those onlookers say that your father is a gambler. Even if Lao Feng doesn't bother you anymore, in the future your father will owe you money, and he will sell you to others if he wants to."

"Follow me, at least I won't sell you to others."