Jingyang has always been very confident. Regardless of his background, talents or appearance, he is always the best. He has been favored by famous ladies in recent years. Jingyang does not think that Feng Qingchen can always reject him, but...
However, Feng Qingchen repeatedly rejected him. Even before he left, he wanted to see Feng Qingchen and say goodbye to Feng Qingchen in person, but he was rejected.
"Mr. Jingyang, I'm really sorry. My sister really isn't here." The butler repeated what he usually said, emphasizing the word "truly" because he really wasn't lying this time.
Jingyang frowned slightly and forced a smile: "I am leaving Beijing today and want to thank Miss Feng in person before leaving."
"Sir, you are too polite. My sister won't mind. When my sister comes back, I will definitely tell her about your husband's arrival." The housekeeper initially sympathized with Mr. Jing Yang, but now the housekeeper only thinks it is troublesome.
Everyone knew that the girl and Uncle Nine Emperors were a couple, but Mr. Jingyang suddenly intervened, showing no sign of a semi-scholarly person.
Besides, even if the girl doesn't want to be with Uncle Nine Emperors, she can still choose the eldest son, or Mr. Yunxiao. Mr. Jingyang is nothing, he dares to miss their girl.
As a result, Mr. Jingyang was in tragedy. Even the housekeeper felt that there was something wrong with his character. He was also a student at Jixia Academy, so why was the gap so big? Look at the eldest son, he has magnanimity even if he loses, and he will not die at all.
Stalking and beating.
Look at Mr. Yuan Xi again. He directly announced that he wanted to marry a girl. He didn't get angry if he couldn't marry her, and he wouldn't pester him. But this Mr. Jingyang... Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really an embarrassment to a scholar.
The housekeeper maintained respect on his face, but he was quite disdainful in his heart. A trace of gloom flashed in Jingyang's eyes, and then he lowered his head with a lonely look. After a long time, he stood up blankly and stammered: "Then, don't bother me."
Already."
Seeing Jingyang's dejected look, the housekeeper secretly sighed. This Mr. Jingyang is really a nerd. He is so stupid and angry. Maybe he is too worried. This Mr. Jingyang is not a stalker, he is just too persistent.
The housekeeper thought for a while and then added: "Sir, my sister has an appointment with someone to discuss something today and is not at the house."
"Thank you." Mr. Jingyang immediately cheered up, glanced at the housekeeper, and asked slightly uneasily: "I don't know where Miss Feng has an appointment with someone, and I don't know if I will pass by when I leave the city. I left Dongdong this time.
Ling, I'm afraid I won't come again, I want to see Miss Feng one last time before leaving."
This made it clear that he would no longer pester Feng Qingchen, but just wanted to fulfill his wish. Seeing Mr. Jingyang's expectant and anxious look, the housekeeper thought of Sun Sixing.
When people get older, they tend to become soft-hearted. After thinking about it, the housekeeper realized that it was not a serious matter, so he said, "In our house, the girl opens her own wine shop and has a restaurant. By the way, my husband really passes by when he goes out of town."
This can be regarded as fate.
"Thank you." Mr. Jingyang bowed his hands and gave a big salute. The housekeeper was shocked and couldn't bear it. Until Jingyang left, the housekeeper was still there. Mr. Jingyang was still a polite and good boy. It's a pity that
Came at the wrong time.
"Who did Feng Qingchen ask out? Why aren't you at Feng Mansion if you have something to do?" As soon as Jingyang got on the carriage, he asked the driver to take him to a restaurant. No matter what, he had to see Feng Qingchen today, otherwise he would meet again next time
, Feng Qingchen is afraid that he has forgotten him a long time ago.
In the hot room of a restaurant, Feng Qingchen and Mu Zhachi were sitting on both sides of the table. Instead of food, there was a pile of contract documents on the table.
"Miss Feng, these eighteen families are willing to sell themselves for life. There are some old people in the family, but they are all capable people. They really can't survive on the grassland, so they think of selling themselves. They are all good at work.
I will never be lazy.”
Feng Qingchen was engaged in human trafficking. Although he grew up under a red flag, Feng Qingchen did not reject human trafficking and was picky and picky naturally.
To put it bluntly, those who sign long-term contracts with companies and factories are actually selling themselves, but they only pay more for selling themselves, and they can change buyers later.
"These seventy-six families are only willing to sell themselves for ten years at most, and their worth is not high. They hope to return to the grassland." Mu Zhachi is a well-prepared person, and the contract has already been drawn up. As long as Feng Qingchen agrees, he can get
Just go to the government and register.
"I want all these eighteen families, and I don't want those who have made a ten-year contract." If you want to buy it, you can buy it for life. Only when the family is in their hands for the rest of their lives, these people have scruples and dare not betray easily.
Although Mu Zhachi was disappointed, he understood Feng Qingchen's approach and did not dissuade him, but kept other people's contracts.
Feng Qingchen handed the contract to the restaurant manager and asked him to take it to the government for filing. The two of them waited in the greenhouse.
"I'm very satisfied with the cattle and sheep you sent me last time. As long as we maintain this level, I guarantee that the amount will only be a lot more." Feng Qingchen wasn't worried about the possibility of not being able to finish it all.
In the future, she will have many more soldiers and horses. If she really has more, she can give one to Uncle Nine Emperors. The cattle and sheep are bought from the grassland and are not much more expensive than grain.
"As long as you are satisfied, Miss Feng. I haven't thanked you for the medicine you gave me. The medicine you gave saved our tribe. If it weren't for your medicine, I don't know how many people in our tribe would have died this year." Thinking of those who survived.
The old man and the child, Mu Zhachi's eyes instantly became wet.
He didn't understand why they, old and young, all starved to death and died of cold, even though they did more and worked harder than the Central Plains people.
Even if you work day and night, you still can't have enough food for the whole family. It is a shame for a big man to see the children and old people at home dying of cold and starvation.
"I am a doctor." Feng Qingchen's expression was indifferent, without any trace of joy or anger. He thought for a while and then said: "If you really want to thank me, help me collect some grass seeds."
It's her business to fight for rice's kindness and bear rice's hatred. She doesn't want the people of the Muzhachi clan to think that it's natural for her to help, and dependence becomes a habit.
"Ah? What does Miss Feng want grass seeds for?" Mu Zhachi found that his brain was not enough. Is it possible that there are still people planting grass these days?
"The patriarch just needs to help me do this. As for how I use it, that's my business." Feng Qingchen threatened, and Mu Zhachi's whole body went cold. Only then did he realize that he had crossed the line and apologized repeatedly.
"The patriarch is a smart man. I hope you will continue to be smart. Otherwise, I don't mind another person cooperating with you. Nomads are not just nobles." Feng Qingchen decided to scare everyone at once.
Mu Zhachi turned pale with fright, and he didn't react until Feng Qingchen left.
Feng Qingchen didn't say a word softly. She turned around and went downstairs. When she got downstairs, she met Mr. Jingyang who was waiting for her. Facing Jingyang's harmless face, Feng Qingchen felt a headache.
This man is really haunted!
She really didn't understand why this man was pestering her. How could she let Jingyang go so far as to pester her like this...
Similarly, Jingyang was also thinking: What did Feng Qingchen want to talk about with a man on the grassland, and why did he buy so many herdsmen? Does Feng Qingchen want to recruit soldiers to establish a political power in the grassland?
Before we can capture Feng Qingchen, we have to be on guard!