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The carriage went very fast, and finally they arrived at an inn in the next county before night fell completely.

Huang Xi generously asked for three rooms, one for himself and Lao Qi, and the other for Yunling and Hong Mian.

Perhaps he had rested for a long time due to being jolted by the carriage during the day, but when he arrived at the guest room, Hongmian couldn't sleep and kept pulling Yunling to chat.

As she spoke, she sighed a little: "Miss Tang, your family is doing well now. You can rely on your own craftsmanship to eat without having to worry about starving to death."

Yunling also wanted to know more about this era, so she asked, "Did your family sell you because they didn't have enough to eat?"

As far as she knows, except for a period of war in the Dongrui Kingdom 12 years ago, most of the time the country has been peaceful and peaceful, especially since Emperor Tai'an, who was called the "Mingjun" and "Benevolent King" by the people, came to power. He worked hard to govern the country in an orderly manner.

There have been very few disasters in recent years, and there are not many people selling their children on a large scale, so the price of buying a girl is not low now.

Hongmian smiled bitterly and said: "My hometown is in the south. My father used to be a master in that county. My father was a big gambler and owed money. He either beat or scolded me or starved me every day. Later, he thought about it. I sold it. When other people saw that I had a bad gambling father, they were afraid that if they bought it, they would get involved with a bad guy like him, so they didn't want to buy it. They thought of a way to sell me to my wife, and then they joined my family. Miss."

Yunling asked again: "Then you were sold, have you ever thought about redeeming yourself?"

Hong Mian shook his head: "I have monthly money, and I have saved a lot over the years. If I want to redeem myself, I can. But a lonely and helpless woman like me, where can I go back to after leaving the Zheng family? I can't go back. Go back to your hometown?"

He laughed again: "Actually, I'm doing well in the Zheng family. I won't get beaten or scolded when I serve the young lady. It's much better than being bullied overtly or covertly by myself outside. When I get a few years older, I can either marry with the young lady. In my uncle's family, we either have to wait and see if there is a suitable person to marry outside, so we just have to go out."

Yunling's thoughts were still stuck in the concept of equality for everyone in modern society. When she heard Hongmian say such words, she couldn't help being surprised and asked: "I always thought that if people could be more free, they would definitely want to have a future on their own."

Being a maid is definitely not an option in this future.

"Miss Tang, you are so cute, and your family has raised you so well." Hong Mian smiled again.

"Then you have to have someone at home to support you. If your home is in a mess and your relatives and friends are unreliable, and you are sold to a better owner, you don't have to be beaten or scolded. As long as you work hard and get monthly money, isn't that good?

Think about me, if I hadn't been sold when I was still young, according to my gambling father's temperament, if I were a few years older, I wouldn't have exchanged the maid's worth of money, but spent... ...but the dirty money. "

After hearing Hong Mian's words, Yunling felt inexplicably enlightened.

I kept thinking about it while I was lying in bed.

Maybe, when she gets rich, she can buy a few workers?

Making flowers with grass is one of the modern intangible cultural heritages, and it deserves to be promoted and passed down. However, she is too poor at the moment. For the time being, she still wants to make items based on grass and sell them for money, so she doesn't want outsiders to know this secret.

And if it was just the Tang family's women working day and night, the output would only be a little, and they would never be able to make it in large quantities to get more money.

Judging from the meaning of Hongmian, people in this era are not opposed to being a slave, because the family situation is poor, and it is better to be a slave of a good family than to stay at home.

Maybe she could wait until the first batch of bonsai came out and try to buy one?

With the contract in hand, these people don't dare to betray their secrets. If I treat them better, just like the good bosses of later generations, if I pay more wages and care for my employees, I should be able to start a career?

To be honest, she was coloring those petals every day, and occasionally she felt a little dizzy. You know, this body is only thirteen years old, and it will definitely be too much for her if she continues like this.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and Yunling felt a little sleepless.

Early the next morning, Hong Mian laughed at her and said her eyes were dark, as if she had gone to someone's chicken coop in the middle of the night.

Yunling had no choice but to say that she had difficulty sleeping in a different place, and then took Huang Xi and Lao Qi to Liao's Woodware Shop.

She came prepared. As soon as she entered the store, she asked for a screen frame made of ebony wood.

Shopkeeper Ren was surprised. Hearing that Shopkeeper Qian had introduced him, he called the waiter: "Bring out the ebony screen shelf from the warehouse. Be careful not to break it."

Then he turned to Huang Xi and said, "I got wood last year. It was only a small section and was made into two screen frames. I mentioned it to shopkeeper Qian, but I didn't expect him to remember it."

Among the group of people, Huang Xi was the best dressed and relatively older, so the shopkeeper thought he was in charge.

While he was talking, the two guys came out.

Huang Xi didn't want to think about it, but he turned to Yunling and asked, "Is this okay? But is it the quality my lady wants?"

Yunling nodded, but asked the shopkeeper: "Since there are two, where is the other one?"

The shopkeeper didn't know why, so he told the truth: "Someone bought one in March."

Yunling sighed quietly: "I originally wanted to buy two of them, just to make a pair, but I didn't expect that there is only one left. It's such a pity. I missed it. I missed it."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was a little surprised, "This is top-grade black gold wood, very old. You can see the faint golden threads in the wood texture, but it is a good thing. Just one piece costs twenty-five taels. If you buy two at a time..."

He glanced at a few people, but he couldn't tell the family background of their master, so he couldn't continue talking.

Yun Ling said: "I came all the way here on the recommendation of shopkeeper Qian. I sat in the carriage for five hours and almost fell apart. I didn't expect that it was a step too late and there was only one left. Like this Well, we have traveled such a long way, and we can only pay half of the payment when we get back. Shopkeeper, you can be a little cheaper, so that our master can stop blaming us."

Wood must be carefully maintained when placed in a warehouse. If you are not careful, you will attract insects and ants, and you will lose everything.

Especially for ebony wood, which is so valuable, it is expensive to maintain, and it is difficult to find buyers because of its high price.

The shopkeeper thought for a moment and said, "Twenty-four taels, you can take them away."

Yunling shook her head, "Twenty-four is too ugly, why not just twenty-two taels?"

"The price is too low..." The shopkeeper was a little reluctant.

At this moment, I heard a woman's voice outside, "Twenty-four, twenty-four, she doesn't want me."

Yunling raised her eyes and saw that she didn't recognize him.

Hong Mian's expression changed.