"Xiangong Zhao!"

"Mr. Zhao, go slowly!"

The servant quickly caught up and said breathlessly: "Ms. Zhao, my master said... huhu... said that he would give you all the rocky riverbanks. For only five hundred taels of silver, the whole riverbank will be leveled for you!"

Zhao Han slowly turned around and stared at the slave with a strange expression: "Your Mr. Huang, do you think I am a fool?"

"Ah?" The slave didn't know how to answer the question.

Zhao Han pointed toward the river: "Those barren beaches are two or three miles long, with several patches of cultivated land interspersed in between. Why are they all flattened?"

Indeed, they are all flattened out to make hair.

We can't let Mr. Zhao's warehouse, with one room in the east and one room in the west, stretch over two or three miles of land. We must avoid cultivated land when building and using it.

The slave was speechless and felt that his master was confused.

The servant asked cautiously: "Then... the young one will go back and report to the master that Mr. Zhao doesn't want so much?"

Zhao Han suddenly looked friendly and said, "I've known you for a few days, but I still don't know your name."

Mr. Zhao asked me my name?

Does Mr. Zhao value me?

The slave suppressed his inner joy, bowed and said, "In response to Mr. Zhao, my surname is Huang, and my nickname is Sanshui."

"Huang Sanshui, right?" Zhao Han patted this person on the shoulder.

Being patted so casually, Huang Sanshui felt a little lighter all over, and his heart was filled with the honor of being favored by a big shot. He bent down even lower and said excitedly: "Mr. Zhao, if you have anything to do, just give me your instructions."

Zhao Han smiled and said: "Go back and tell your master that although I am a prodigal, I am not a fool. I know very well what his plans are. He just wants to get more money. Tell him, I can do it for five hundred taels." Yes, but you have to agree to a few requests from me."

"Mr. Zhao, please speak." Huang Sanshui said quickly.

Zhao Han swung the folding fan, unfolded it with a swishing sound, fanned the wind and said: "First, sell me some farmland in the middle; second, the rocky river beach is too narrow, so widen it some more. It will definitely occupy the cultivated land, and the money to buy the land will be calculated separately. I guarantee that your master will not suffer a loss. If this is done, it will benefit you!"

Are there any benefits to be gained?

Huang Sanshui suddenly became very motivated and swore: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, I guarantee that we will succeed!"

The guy ran back happily to get his life back, but the maid Xiao Hong had a sad look on her face.

Zhao Han asked as he walked: "What's wrong with you?"

Xiaohong suddenly knelt down and said in a tearful tone: "Please, sir, don't occupy so much land and leave a way to survive."

"Where is your family's land?" Zhao Han asked.

Xiaohong is obviously smarter than Xiaocui and speaks more eloquently: "Ms. sir, the few pieces of land sandwiched between the rocky beaches belong to Mr. Huang. In summer, the water is easy to get flooded, so we can't make paddy fields, so we can only grow some vegetables." Grains. There are two pieces of land there. The slave’s father, mother, brother and sister-in-law are farming them. Please give me a way to live!"

"Master Huang gave me your body deed, so now you are my slave," Zhao Han said with a smile, "Get up, I will not treat my own people badly."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, thank you, Mr. Zhao!" Xiao Hong kowtowed quickly, fearing that Zhao Han would regret it.

Return to the inn and lead Xiaohong into the house.

Xiaocui is practicing calligraphy, dipping a brush in water and writing numbers like one, two, and three on the wooden board.

Hearing the noise, Xiao Cui turned around happily: "Young Master is back... Hey, Xiao Hong!"

"Xiao Cui." Xiao Hong smiled a little reluctantly.

Xiaocui went over and took Xiaohong's hand and said, "Don't be afraid. The master is very kind to our servants. He has taught me how to read in the past two days. Come and see, I can already write to ten."

Xiaohong followed blankly, watching Xiaocui write.

Xiaocui always had a smile on her face and said as she wrote: "The words you say outside are all pretending. He is the best master in the world."

Xiaohong didn't believe it at all, and Zhao Han frightened her.

Zhao Han took out the body bond between the two of them, handed it over and said, "Tear up your body bond yourself."

Xiao Cui, who was originally very happy, suddenly looked horrified, knelt down and said, "Please don't dislike me, my lord... I will definitely do a good job in the future."

Xiaohong also knelt down quickly, thinking that Zhao Han wanted to test him.

"well!"

Zhao Han sighed, picked up the body contract again, and immediately tore it into pieces.

Xiaohong was so happy that she just didn't laugh out loud.

Xiaocui was so lost that she collapsed on the ground. She thought she had been abandoned by Zhao Han, and she could only go home to farm and find a farmer to marry.

"Get up quickly," Zhao Han helped the two of them up with his own hands. "Everyone is equal here. There is no master or slave. If you want to go home, go back by yourself. If you want to stay, then continue.

Follow me and I promise not to let you suffer."

Xiaohong, who was originally happy, now looked confused. She couldn't figure out what Zhao Han wanted to do.

You can beat your slave to death, but why do you need to be so pretentious?

But Xiaocui kowtowed repeatedly: "I will follow you, and I can be a cow or a horse."

After saying that, she tugged at the corner of Xiao Hong's clothes and urged: "Kneel down quickly. If the young master doesn't hit anyone, he will have enough to eat every meal."

Not hitting anyone?

Can you eat enough at every meal?

Xiaohong suddenly felt blessed and kowtowed: "I am also willing to work as an ox or a horse for you."

Xiaocui knew the rules better and taught: "You can't call yourself a slave here. You must say 'I'. Don't forget it."

"I...I..." Xiaohong was a little dizzy again and couldn't understand the situation at all.

Zhao Han helped the two of them up again: "You can't talk about slaves, and you can't kneel down easily. We are together, we are all brothers and sisters. Iron Bull!"

Zhang Tieniu was watching the excitement when he was suddenly called upon by Zhao Han. He was so frightened that he quickly said: "I practiced calligraphy today!"

"What did you do before?" Zhao Han asked.

Zhang Tieniu said: "The guy who carries the bags at the dock."

Zhao Han pointed at Zhang Tieniu and said to the two girls: "Did you hear that? He used to be a porter and made a living by carrying people's bags. Now he is my brother."

Zhang Tieniu said with a smile: "Yes, we are all brothers."

Zhao Han pointed at Chen Maosheng again: "He used to be an opera singer, a music household, and a lowly citizen. Now he is also my brother."

Chen Maosheng grinned and looked particularly happy.

Zhao Han added: "In my place, there is no hierarchy, only brothers and sisters. From now on, you will be my sister Xiaohong and sister Xiaocui."

Xiaocui scratched her fingernails and said sadly: "But I want to be the master's maid. I've been here for two days, and the master doesn't let you sleep. He must think I'm dirty."

Zhao Han could only sigh. He was really brainwashed, and his mind was full of servile thoughts.

Then let’s do something more exciting!

Zhao Han suddenly knelt down and said, "Kowtow to the two sisters!"

"ah!"

"Sir, get up quickly!"

"If we can't do it, we will lose our lives!"

"..."

The two women hurriedly helped him, but they couldn't help him at all. They were so frightened that they immediately knelt down and kowtowed along with Zhao Han.

The three of them kowtowed to each other, making it look like a collective worship service.

Zhang Tieniu and Chen Maosheng looked at each other with shock on their faces.

Zhang Tieniu looked down on the actor Chen Maosheng, and Chen Maosheng looked down on the maid Xiaocui. They had their own hierarchy in their hearts.

However, Zhao Han kowtowed and knelt down in front of the two maids, instantly shattering their outlook on life.

Suddenly, Chen Maosheng burst into tears. He finally believed that Zhao Han really had no distinction between good and bad.

All people are born equal and there is no hierarchy.

Zhao Han kept saying these two words all day long. In the past, they were half-convinced, but now they became extremely sure.

Chen Maosheng also knelt down, but he did not kowtow to anyone. Instead, he clasped his hands together and said silently in his heart with tears in his eyes: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, above, you must bless the young master to become the emperor. He is a star in the sky who has come down to earth to help us poor people."

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Zhang Tieniu looked at the four people kneeling on the ground and muttered to himself: "Crazy, they are all crazy."

Zhang Tieniu went out with his ax and stood at the door not knowing what he was thinking.

"What's wrong?" Pang Chunlai walked out of the next room.

Zhang Tieniu chuckled and said, "The four people inside are kowtowing and playing."

"Kowtow to play?"

Pang Chunlai pushed half the door open, but he couldn't see clearly. He saw four people kneeling on the ground. Three of them were kowtowing to each other, and the other seemed to be clasping his hands to worship the Bodhisattva.

Imperial magic!
To be continued...