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That person laughed loudly, "The bawd is the bawd. He is the bawd. If you want to go with him, you have to pay a hundred silver taels. Otherwise, you can go to the waiter's hall!"

"You, you, you shameless!" Murong Qing scolded.

That person also ignored him, and turned to Da Zhuang to ask, "How is it? If you can't take it out, then stop trying to be brave! "

"One hundred silver taels?" Han Xiu asked.

The man sneered and said, "Yes! As long as you can get it, this brat will belong to you! "

"Then wait a moment, I'll be right back."

Saying that, Han Xiu looked towards the bystanders and said, "The servant of Murong Family has just said that as long as I take out a hundred silver, you can give the person to me. I'll go get the silver, they won't sell me to the herdsmen's hall when I leave, will they? "

The spectator looked at Han Xiu blankly, not knowing what Han Xiu meant by saying those words to him.

Just then, another spectator seemed to have understood Han Xiu's intentions, and agreed, "Murong Family is the most trustworthy family in our town, you can rest easy!"

"That's right, that's right!"

Suddenly, many of the onlookers agreed, as if they really supported Han Xiu saving them.

After all, they didn't want a sixteen or seventeen year old child to be sold into a fire pit like the Hall of Servants.

When the servants heard so many people talking about their Murong Family, they naturally felt very proud.

One of them said, "Don't worry, we will keep our promises if you can offer us a hundred liang."

"Alright, just you wait."

After he finished speaking, Han Xiu finally relaxed and left.

The reason why he said that just now was because he was afraid that once he left, those people would turn around and sell them off. Thus, he pulled this large group of bystanders and purposely bragged about Murong Family.

Where would Han Xiu go to get more silver?

Of course, he was going to that restaurant just now, and the wild boar restaurant in his basket was in great need!

Selling 75 silver, plus the silver he sold before, it was more than 100 silver.

The transaction went smoothly. The restaurant owner did not say a single word. Seeing that he had returned, he immediately got the waiter to give him 75 taels of silver and took the wild boar into the restaurant.

However, the price of the wild boar meat had risen today, and it was said that it had turned into eight taels of silver per plate.

As expected, when Han Xiu returned to the entrance of the Hall, those people were there waiting for him in good faith. As for Murong Qing, he hid at the side and raised his head to look in his direction from time to time, as if worrying that he would never come back.

In the end, when she saw him return, Murong Qing's swollen eyes immediately flashed with light, her small white face could not help but turn red from excitement.

Seeing that, Han Xiu's mouth formed a slight curve, and even he himself did not realize the slight change in his expression.

Holding the money bag in front of one of the servants, Han Xiu said, "One hundred silver, you can count it."

The servants who were suppressing Murong Qing could not believe this. After a few people looked at each other, they saw the man in the lead extended his hand to receive the bag that Han Xiu had given him.

He weighed it in his hand and saw the man's expression change. He looked at the few people behind and said, "It seems like this fool really took out a hundred silver taels."

"Open it and take a look." Another person suggested.

The man looked at Han Xiu before opening up the bag and taking a look inside. Sure enough, it was all in white silver.

With disbelief, he raised his head to look at Han Xiu. The person said, "This kid, is he rich?"

At this moment, many onlookers in the surroundings started to say, "Let them go after taking the silver."

"Right, release them!"

When the servants saw this, they no longer dared to act shamelessly. After all, they had already released their words and had also received their money. Even if they did not release him, it would be unjustifiable.

Therefore, they pushed Murong Qing right in front of Han Xiu and said, "This person is yours, let's go."

The eldest young master had instructed them to take advantage of the old master's return to throw him out, no matter where they threw him. But they would sell Murong Qing to the waiter's hall, in reality, because of the boy's red lips and white teeth, which suited the young master's standards. That was why they had made up their minds to sell him, and also to get some silver for themselves.

Originally, they could only earn ten taels of silver. But now, there was a fool who offered a hundred taels of silver to buy this brat.

They weighed the silver and left.

Murong Qing also quickly ran in front of Han Xiu, distancing himself from those people, as if he was afraid that they would go back on their words and continue to sell him to the Shepherd Hall.

Nestled next to Han Xiu, Murong Qing looked Han Xiu up and down, with the same arrogant tone as always, "Hey, where did you get so much silver? In the past, I've seen you not even able to chew on steamed buns. "

Han Xiu lowered his head to look at him, and laughed, "I took it just now."

After Murong Qing heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he exclaimed and retreated a few steps back while exclaiming in shock, "No way! You, you, why aren't you running! "

Murong Qing really believed it, because in his eyes, Han Xiu was just a poor person who only had his own broken house. Suddenly, he had a hundred silver coins, and furthermore, it was not even half an hour before he obtained it.

Thus, he pulled Han Xiu's hand and ran towards the Myriad Mountain Village that Han Xiu was living in. From time to time, he would even turn his head to look at him, afraid that he would see someone chasing after him.