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    "Senior Sister Qin Shuang, you are here. Junior Brother Zhe Xuzi is polite."

    "The fat man only sees a gas tank when looking horizontally and vertically. If it gets dark and he lies down on the ground, you won't be able to tell which is the head and which is the tail.

    Seeing Qin Shuang, he smiled and couldn't help but lick the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

    But the fat man looked a little cute when he smiled.

    "From now on, there will be one more person in the vegetable garden." Qin Shuang said coldly. As soon as she stopped her hand, Bai Ling withdrew lightly, and Han Sanqian was free again.

    Seeing Han Sanqian, Zhe Xuzi looked at him with disdain in his eyes, and looked at Qin Shuang with a smile: "Senior sister, isn't he just a garden slave? You should have told me earlier, and I will go and get it myself."  , could you please bring it up personally."

    After saying that, Zhexu Zi rushed up to Han Sanqian and slapped Han Sanqian on the head: "Let your grandson trouble my senior sister."

    Han Sanqian is very depressed. What the hell does this have to do with me?  !

    After filming Han Sanqian, Zhe Xuzi immediately put on a Zhuge smiling face as if he was singing an opera: "Senior sister, since you are here, why don't you bring some flat peaches to eat? The flat peaches in the orchard have just ripened recently, but they are so tender.  It¡¯s so tight!¡±

    "No need, I still have something to do, so I'll leave this slave to you." Qin Shuang said coldly, turned around and left.

    Looking at Qin Shuang's back, half a foot of saliva fell from Zhe Xuzi's mouth. After confirming that the person had gone away, he came back to his senses, waved his hand, wiped off the fallen hair, and glared at Han.  Three Thousand Eyes: "Look at me, and I'll poke your eyes out!"

    "Come with me!"

    With an angry shout, Zhe Xuzi led Han Sanqian to the thatched house in the vegetable garden.

    Thatched houses are built around it, like a courtyard. In the courtyard, there is a thin black boy, as black as charcoal and as thin as firewood. He is chopping firewood with an axe. There is also a little fat man, a smaller version of Zhe Xuzi, but he can tell the difference.  The head and feet look simple and honest, and there are three layers of swimming rings squeezed on the belly.

    "Come here, everyone." Zhe Xuzi waved his fat hand, and Xiao Heishou and Xiao Fatty quickly put down their work and ran over.

    ¡°Senior Brother Guishu!¡± the two of them said respectfully in unison.

    ¡°A new slave has arrived, hey, what¡¯s your name?¡±

    "Han Sanqian!"

    Zhexuzi nodded: "From today on, you are the slave of the vegetable garden. The slave has three requirements. First, work at sunrise and rest at sunset every day. Second, you are not allowed to approach the peak hall without permission. Third, the rest must be kept."  The right to interpret the following belongs to me.¡±

    Hearing the third item, Xiao Heishou and Xiao Fatty lowered their heads in obvious disappointment, while Zhe Xuzi looked proud and proud.

    Han Sanqian understood the meaning of these words. He was the earth king here. Whatever he said, that was what he said.

    "The thin one's name is Zhang Jin, and the fat one's name is Fuhua. From now on, you will be friends. Fuhua, take this guy to get clothes and working tools. Zhang Jin, prepare something to eat for me. I'm hungry."

    After saying that, Zhe Xuzi walked towards the thatched house in the middle.

    "In the vegetable garden, there is a fruit garden to the east, a vegetable garden to the south, a livestock garden to the west, and a water garden to the north. In addition to working in the vegetable garden, we can only stay in the thatched house and cannot go out at will.  Anywhere." Fuhua led Han Sanqian into a thatched house on the west side while holding out his big belly.

    "By the way, Han Sanqian, how much did you buy it for?" Fuhua suddenly asked.

    "money?"

    "In other words, I can buy you whatever goods I want."

    "A green jade energy bottle, no it should be half a bottle." Han Sanqian answered honestly.

    It looks like I have a bottle, but if I buy one get one free, I seem to be only worth half a bottle.

    "Holy shit!" After hearing this, Fuhua looked at Han Sanqian as if he had seen a ghost: "Is your family very poor?"

    In the Bafang world, there are many strong ones, but there are also many weak ones. No world can do without the pyramid principle.  Here, anyone does not need to eat ordinary food to fill their belly, but they also need to eat food from the Bafang World. These foods contain trace amounts of energy. Anyone who does not eat them is equivalent to humans not eating.

    But in a society where the weak can prey on the strong, the strong can plunder, and the weak can only be plundered. The polarization in the Bafang World is even greater than that of the Earth and Xuanyuan World.

    The weak are weaker. Many poor families end up selling themselves in order to survive.

    Such is the glitz. The family is already poor, but this kid is very good at eating. In desperation, the family said that selling him to the Wuwu Sect as a slave could make up for the family income without starving the kid to death, which was considered better.  Method.

    But being a slave is, after all, aIt's a once-in-a-lifetime thing, so the price is naturally not low.

    But buying a slave with half a green jade energy bottle is unheard of. Taking him as the lowest slave, for example, he can exchange it for about three green jade energy bottles with the currency of Bafang World, which costs three and a half thousand dollars.  bottle?  !

    "Okay, okay, it's good to have you, I won't have to be at the bottom in the future." After the shock, Fuhua said happily.

    "According to your price, you only wear slave uniform No. 9999."

    Han Sanqian frowned and asked tentatively: "What's your number?"

    "No. 102."

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