To be honest, in Lu Shu's concept, there is no profit that can make him sell himself into slavery, let alone the first-level skills, not even the grand master level.
Sun Zhongyang waved his hand and said unceremoniously: "I don't like to see people who betray themselves for some profit. Is there anything else?"
The old steward sneered and said: "I will change another batch for you, but you have to understand that the best ones usually come to the market for their own reasons, and street children are not qualified to come in."
"I mean, is there that kind of..." Sun Zhongyang hesitated: "The kind with white skin, good looks, and good temperament? It would be best if you also know some music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and it would be even better if you know a little bit of Wang's poetry.
Already."
When Sun Zhongyang said this, the old steward understood what was going on.
Lu Shu was suddenly speechless. It turns out that this kind of slave is what Wangcheng is comparing against... How is this different from comparing concubines in ancient times on earth?
Lu Shu thought there was something attractive about this kind of slave... Wait a minute, why are you bringing a male here...
Seeing that the old steward had brought over a dozen people this time, it turned out that half of them were men. Moreover, Lu Shu suddenly discovered that a Wangcheng genius next to Sun Zhongyang suddenly looked a little excited...
He really can't understand the world anymore.
Lu Xiaoyu glanced at Lu Shu: "How is it?"
Lu Shu said righteously: "I don't like to see people like this who sell themselves out for some profit."
The old steward glanced at him and said to Sun Zhongyang: "They all have their own merits in poetry and songs. Why don't you let them perform for you?"
Sun Zhongyang said enthusiastically: "Come and memorize two Wang's poems and listen to them."
Lu Shu thought to himself, why are you still an artistic young man? You don’t have the same temperament!
However, at this moment, a beautiful female slave wearing a green dress said proudly: "I heard that you just said that you don't like to see slaves who sell themselves for some profit, but you may have misunderstood. This
In the inner courtyard, not only the masters choose their slaves, but the slaves also choose their masters. It’s easy for you to ask us to recite the king’s poems, but who knows if we have been wronged by committing ourselves to you?”
Lu Shu was stunned for a long time. How dare the slaves here speak like this? Could it be that he didn't know enough about the world?
Or maybe Zhang Weiyu told himself before that slaves with knowledge who can be teachers will not only not be abused by slave owners, but will also be respected by slave owners. Is this true?
Lu Shu discovered that Sun Zhongyang and others did not get furious and rush to slap the girl in the green skirt. Instead, they looked thoughtful.
Lu Xiaoyu whispered coldly: "It's just a marketing tool."
Suddenly Sun Zhongyang laughed loudly and said: "That's it, how about we play a game. Each person will continue one sentence of a king's poem or a king's poem, so that everyone can see clearly how many pounds and pounds they weigh. I will come first. I live at the head of the Yangtze River!"
"
The person next to him smiled and said, "I live at the end of the Yangtze River."
"I miss you every day but I don't see you," one person received.
As a result, Lu Shu was surprised to find that it was his turn. What was the second part of this sentence about?
Everyone looked at Lu Shu, who pondered for two seconds: "Build a new countryside together?"
"The negative emotion value from Sun Zhongyang, +666!"
"The negative emotion value from Mo Xiaoya, +666!"
"From..."
Sun Zhongyang is in bad shape. They are drinking water from the Yangtze River together, but you are building a new countryside together? What the hell is building a new countryside together?
The originally elegant atmosphere was suddenly destroyed.
Lu Shu also noticed that everyone seemed to have dark faces. He coughed twice and stood up: "Ahem, why don't we go back to the caravan first, and you can have fun eating."
This slave market is really boring, so Lu Shu doesn't want to stay here anymore. He really can't play with the things that literati like to play.
But at this moment, the girl in the green skirt suddenly said: "If you don't dislike this young master, I am willing to sell myself as a slave to you."
Lu Shu pointed at himself: "Me?"
The girl in the green dress smiled and nodded: "That's right."
Lu Shu was stunned for a while and asked, "Did you eat too much for lunch...?"
"The negative emotion value from Xu Mujun, +199!"
Sun Zhongyang and others are also in a state of confusion. They looked down on Shan Pao just now. Why are you now willing to sell yourself to Shan Pao as a slave? Are you serious? In the eyes of Sun Zhongyang and others, just because of Lu
In Shu's sentence about building a new countryside together, it's true that Lu Shu is a cannon...
Sun Zhongyang was a little confused: "Girl, we have all kinds of young talents here, some are rich, some are powerful, some are powerful..."
Before she finished speaking, the girl named Xu Mujun suddenly said: "I choose the good-looking one."
"The negative emotion value from Sun Zhongyang..."
Lu Xiaoyu suddenly fell into deep thought. This world is too weird. Although Lu Shu has beautiful features on earth, he is definitely not good-looking. Only the nymphomaniac Carole would say that about Lu Shu.
So Lu Xiaoyu was thinking, is there something wrong with the aesthetics of this world, or is there something wrong with Lu Shu's identity, causing everyone to be forced to think that Lu Shu is good-looking?
If it is true that there is a problem with Lu Shu's identity, then where should we find the answer to the problem?
Lu Xiaoyu asked Lu Shu in a low voice: "Do you think there is anything weird here?"
Lu Shu asked curiously: "What's weird?"
Lu Xiaoyu thought for a while and said, "Why do you think everyone here thinks you are good-looking?"
Lu Shu pondered for two seconds: "Because I'm really good-looking?"
"The negative emotion value from Lu Xiaoyu, +666!"
Lu Xiaoyu looked at Lu Shu coldly: "You are really capable of bragging and messing up my train of thought."
At this time, Lu Shu looked at Xu Mujun and said sincerely: "Girl, I don't have money to buy you, but my money is still useful."
No money? Sun Zhongyang and others glanced at Lu Shu. Even girls like Mo Xiaoya were a little surprised. All the old men they had ever seen liked to boast and blow themselves up to the sky, hoping to attract the attention of girls.
, it turned out that this young man’s attitude of frankly saying that he had no money actually made people feel quite comfortable and at ease.
Xu Mujun said calmly: "The slave family has money. If you don't mind it, the slave family's money is your money."
At that time... Lu Shu was moved...
Sun Zhongyang and the others were all shocked. Did he sell himself into slavery or buy himself a master? This routine is a bit hard to understand!
Lu Xiaoyu was also a little confused. She originally thought that Xu Mujun's arrogant posture was just a marketing ploy, but now it seems that she is not. She said to Lu Shu, "She must have something up her sleeve!"
Lu Shu's face was as dark as water: "Yes, I can see it too, she is plotting against my beauty."
At this moment, Xidu Palace Zhongwenzai was yelling: "Grandma! Why is it so difficult to place someone next to him? He must be a lunatic!"
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