Dressed as a villain's wife

After a group of people had dinner, they told Nan Zhi what they had seen and heard about the hot pot restaurant when they returned home.

Xu Chou, in particular, directly told what spices were used in the bottom of the pot.

Hearing the names of those spices, Nanzhi stopped him immediately.

"Master Xu, there is no need to talk about this."

"Needless to say?" Xu Chou froze for a moment, a little surprised.

He thought that the boss let them go because he wanted them to inquire about the situation.

That kind of hot pot looks complicated, but the flavor of the spices inside is easy to distinguish.

Even if he is asked to make a pot at this moment, it will not be too bad.

"No, each family has its own prescription, so it's better not to mix this kind of thing."

Nanzhi waved his hand, not caring.

It's not easy for these guys to have so much monthly money. How many people outside are overwhelmed and want to come in to work.

It's not the youthfulness of a 15-year-old girl, but the familiarity of a woman.

Seeing Nanzhi's sad appearance, he finally understood.

It was his luck to meet such a good master.

A slave is a slave, but an object of the master's house. "

Their current life is better than that of many ordinary people's families. The boss also said that as long as they are born and work here, they will give them a contract of sale after five years and let them regain their freedom.

To put it more bluntly, she is a female worker bought back to work in her own shop, and her salary is better than that of many ordinary people?
To put it bluntly, women who have fallen into slavery are lucky enough to be bought back by rich families, and those who are more attractive may become house maids, and those who are more honest will wait until they are 26 and seven years old before being released from the house. If they are really unlucky, either Being sold to a brothel, or being a slave for a lifetime.

"Why is my life so bitter?" He Xiang was sobbing, tears welling in her eyes, with a pretty face, she was a bit alluring.

"I just feel that some things are different from what I thought."

In the small courtyard next door, He Xiang was lying on the stone table, sobbing and crying sadly.

They are all poor people who have been sold off, why are they picking and choosing and laughing at the guests?

"Hey." Xu Chou replied, without further words, just sat aside.

"He Xiang, don't cry!" A little girl who was on good terms with her on weekdays couldn't stand it any longer, so she came over to comfort her.

After all, one still has to be self-aware.

Nan Zhi had to admit that she couldn't be the one who changed Xia Guo.

After being sold, he once thought that his life was not long.

It's also that she didn't think more about it.

Sanweiju's business is good, and they will be busy, but the ice drink shop next door is really a lot easier.

Her way of doing business has been a little too smooth.

An Wazi sat there beside him, listening to Uncle Ping's words without feeling scared.

Everyone here at Sanweiju is discussing matters.

"What should we do if we offend the boss because of her words?" Linglong just glanced at the little girl coldly, and then said nothing.

From the day he entered the dental clinic, they told themselves that slaves are animals.

The 13-year-old Anwazi sat quietly like that, remembering everything in her head.

But that girl cried pear blossoms with rain yesterday, as if she was abused by me.

"I thought it was too simple." Nan Zhi lowered her eyes, a little tired.

He has seen too many things.

Really a brainless and heartless person.

"Boss, people's hearts are unpredictable." Uncle Ping sighed, knowing that Nan Zhi was disappointed with the little girl in the next yard.

Nanzhi held his breath in his heart.

They don't treat themselves as animals, but as humans.

Not to mention having an affair with a foreigner, but also implying that the boss treats them badly.

If you do it well, you can also be the shopkeeper of this ice drink shop in the future.

The weather was too hot before, and there were few customers in the women's building. Those little girls only used to make fruit drinks and pastries.Even if there are only [-] Wen per month, most of the daughters of common people are willing to come here.

"He Xiang, if you want to kill yourself, I won't stop you, but don't take us with you."

In such a good place, only He Xiang, who has no brains, would do such a scandal.

If he offended his boss because of the lotus fragrance, he would be sold out at least, or his life might be lost at worst.

"Uncle Ping, do you feel wronged by me?" Nan Zhi pondered for a long time before asking out the doubts in his heart.

Uncle Ping was very calm when he said this.

"Where is your life suffering?" Linglong looked at her with some disgust in her eyes, and even her tone of voice was a little disgusted.

"Boss, if you don't like it, you can sell that girl."

The boss is probably upset because of that little girl.

I bought them back, just to make those female customers who come to eat in the store more comfortable.

"Boss, it is God's favor that we can meet such a good master as you, slaves are even inferior to livestock in some places.

But they also caused trouble.

"me……"

He Xiang originally thought that someone would come to comfort her after crying for a long time, but it turned out to be counterproductive, and now she was crying, either not crying or not, and her face was a little embarrassed.

"Why does the boss think so?" Uncle Ping was sitting on the sidelines listening to their speech, but now he was asked suddenly, a little puzzled.

But now that little girl is entangled with a foreigner who has no property and no job, it will naturally tarnish the reputation of the restaurant.

Although Wang Sheng is calm and not easy to gossip, but he listened a lot and got annoyed by the little girls next door.

"Sister Linglong, stop talking about He Xiang like that..." The other person hesitated for a while, but came over to try to make peace.

Even if you are lucky enough to be bought back by a rich family, you will not have any rest days or money, and even if you run into a master with a bad temper, you will often be beaten to death.

She thought that treating people with sincerity would really make others appreciate her.

"There's something strange about this matter. Don't let her go yet."

Seeing his host's upset look, Wang Sheng opened his mouth.

Nan Zhi remained silent and did not speak, and the lobby fell silent.

She really couldn't figure out what that little girl was thinking.

Yes, they are all slaves, slaves bought by the master.

Although Yancheng is rich and noble, the monthly income of ordinary people is only about one, two or four dollars a month.

The rest of the people also stopped talking.

In the eyes of the dandies in the capital, a servant can't even compare to a cricket they raise.

No matter how human-looking it is, it is just a thing that can be disposed of at will.

She thought she was capable and could protect some people.

The owner is a good person, and Uncle Ping is also a good person. Everyone here is the best person.

"We feel that the owner treats us very well. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can only blame yourself."

"Yes, yes, don't implicate us."

Looking at the little sister who had gone to Linglong's side, He Xiang gritted her teeth, with some hatred in her eyes.

"You can continue to be slaves here! When I leave, a lot of good days are waiting for me!"

Thinking of what Brother Qian said, He Xiang snorted coldly, turned around and went back to the house.