"The quilt is so soft." After the little girl went to bed, she opened her red eyes, pinched the blanket, and looked at Ning Yan timidly.
Ning Yan... Ning Yan touched her face. Was she really that scary? Turning around and walking out, she took the new clothes from Rong Qingchen's hands and brought them to the room, letting the little girl put them on first, "It's good that you're awake, eat the dicine."
"Yes."
The little girl took the black dicine bowl from the dicine boy's hand, closed her eyes, and felt bored.
Ning Yan originally thought that the little girl would make a ruckus for a while before taking the dicine, she didn't expect it to be so smooth.
No one was more clear than Ning Yan on the taste of the dicine in this era. It was bitter and difficult to taste than the water that was turned into water by later generations of herbs.
His courage was comndable.
After the little girl finished drinking the dicine, the boy pushed the door open and walked in. He took out a piece of sugar to please the little girl and handed it to her: "Eat, suppress the bitter taste."
"…" The infirmary is offering candy these days?
Looking at the dicine boy's rosy face, Ning Yan could see through everything. This vile era of looking at one's face.
The doctor strolled over and asked the girl, "Have you taken so dicine?"
"I finished it." The little girl was not afraid of the white-haired old man at all. When she heard his question, she replied crisply.
"Well, stick it out."
The little girl extended her wrist, Ning Yan saw the old doctor take out a needle that was thicker than an embroidery needle from the dicine box. The tip of the needle suddenly moved, and directly pierced into the little girl's finger.
"Ah …" With a light cry, the little girl's eyes reddened again.
"Put so blood on it. It's good for your body, or else you won't be able to endure." The doctor explained, wiping the needle clean with a piece of white linen and leaving the room with the dicine box.
Ning Yan stayed in the infirmary for a while, until the little girl fell asleep.
Rong Qingchen who was waiting outside heard the sound and raised his head: "Thank you."
"You're welco. This junior sister of yours looks pretty good. Protect her well." As Ning Yan said this, she realized that Rong Qingchen's face was still dirty.
"Why don't you clean up?"
"My heart is anxious. I'll wash them later."
"…" Ning Yan shifted her gaze down and saw Rong Qingchen's clean and white hands. When he was in the alley, his small hands were still pitch black.
It beca white right now? Are you in a hurry? No ti? Who the hell?
"I've already paid for the dicine. Once the others are ready, you can leave." After Ning Yan finished speaking, she took a step forward and prepared to leave.
"Wait." A clear voice ca from behind him. Ning Yan turned around …
"Is there sothing else?"
"Selling yourself."
"Nope."
"…" Rong Qingchen froze for a mont, as if he did not expect Ning Yan to have such an attitude.
"You need to be able to read, your age should be similar to , and you should be able to get by." You need to be able to read, you should be similar to , and should be able to get through.
"…" Is this how you see people's expressions?
Ning Yan was convinced, every word that Rong Qingchen said hit the spot, other than him, she did not seem to have many other choices.
Unless she went to find the granny broker, but the people there were all people who had been trained or in trouble, she could not get close to them. If she gave it to Ning Qianci and went to the capital to stir up so trouble, wouldn't she be dragging her brother down?
"You really know a lot. Fine, go write your own contract. Don't say you don't know how to write. Take a look at the cocoon between your right thumb and middle finger …"
"…" Rong Qingchen blushed a little. He was indeed flustered.
As to why he was lying, seeing that the main house did not ask, Rong Qingchen did not say anything.
Borrowing pen and paper from the old doctor, the two wrote down the indenture contract in triplicate. Then, the two of them took the written agreent and walked towards the county magistrate's office.
Waiting in line for the scribe in the county, looking at the unmoving long line in front of him, Ning Yan looked at the constable who was dressed in black in front of the yan's entrance.
He took out a piece of silver and stuffed it into the constable's hands. He looked at the constable's face, which was smiling like a chrysanthemum … The constable took the money and took care of the business. He imdiately ran into the county magistrate's office.
After a while, the little constable ran out from inside, he walked to Ning Yan's side and smiled: "Young Lady's side, co here."
Ning Yan hooked her fingers at Rong Qingchen and the two of them walked in.
Once she entered the county magistrate's office, he took out the contract, and with a poke of the large seal, Ning Yan had an additional servant.
Walking out of the town, Rong Qingchen's face was always black. He raised his eyebrows and asked: "Why, do you look so ugly?"
"Why did you give the constable the money?"
"Cynicism? As long as you have a constitution, you have to follow the rules. "
"What rule is that?" What rule is that?
"…" Ning Yan stopped in her tracks, and looked through Rong Qingchen from head to toe once more.
"There is no fish until the water clears." After saying this sentence, allowing Rong Qingchen to understand it for himself, Ning Yan walked towards the clothing store with big strides.
Walking to the stairs in front of the shop, a light and spirited laughter reached her ears, the voice sounded familiar, Ning Yan peeked her head in, and saw Ning Wan'er in gauze, holding onto Deputy Governor Bai's arm.
Ning Yan did not walk in and instead decided to go to another shop to buy clothes. The unmarried girl was pulling and tugging at soone, she was dressed even more cleanly than a brothel lady, and all her Lao Ning Family s had been thrown away.
Ning Yan, who thought that her three views were normal, quickly retracted her gaze. Looking at it a few more tis would cause him to be blinded.
Although the people on the streets in his previous life dressed cooler than this, the cultural atmosphere in that world was different from here. It couldn't be compared to here.
After changing into a different clothing shop, Ning Yan picked out a few clothes, and turned to look at Rong Qingchen: "Choose for yourself."
"Alright."
Rong Qingchen looked at the place where the shop was hung, and moved his gaze from the silk and picked out a few sets of clothes made of sackcloth.
Ever since the class chairman had disappeared, he no longer had the right to enjoy the luxurious clothes. It was only right for a servant to have the appearance of a servant.
Although he did not know the purpose of Lady Ning buying him, but since he could write, he must deal with writing.
Walk around the market. Rong Qingchen followed Ning Yan to the barbeque store, and seeing that the workers inside were extrely respectful to Ning Yan, Rong Qingchen realized that the most famous food shop in the entire county actually belonged to its owner.
"Are you hungry? If you want sothing to eat, order it yourself."
"I'm really hungry." He didn't spend much ti with Ning Yan, but it was enough for Rong Qingchen to know his personality.
If he were to beat around the bush, he would definitely not try to curry favor with them. If he had sothing to say, he would just say it out loud. That would be the correct posture for them to interact with each other.
"Manager, this is?"
"It has nothing to do with you. Go and work hard."
"It's not busy yet. Shopkeeper, do you want to hire a helper? When it's ti to eat, we won't be able to handle it. Many custors have their opinions on this matter."
"Well, I'll think about it." At first, Ning Yan did not expect the business of the shop to be so popular. After all, there were no chilies, and only pepper, dogwood, and ginger and garlic tasted bad.
If he was so popular without chili, then wouldn't he be able to get so other shops?
As the thought flashed through her mind, Ning Yan didn't want to tire herself out.
"..."
His gaze landed on Rong Qingchen's body, and looking at Rong Qingchen's posture when he was eating, he made a judgent in his heart, he was also soone who was nurtured since young, and was even more particular than Second Madam.
Ning Yan really did not know whether she was right or wrong to buy Rong Qingchen now.
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