A strong farm girl is busy getting rich

Shen Qingqian had completely given up on Zhao Yichen. She didn't care what the educated youth thought. She said, "We don't need to worry about other people's affairs. It's time to implement our plan!"

Speaking of business, the educated youth immediately put aside the messy thoughts in his mind and said seriously: "Okay girl, Zhizhu is watching over the affairs of the palace. I don't have to go back tonight. Just tell me what to do."

Shen Qingqian looked at the night outside the window and said, "The brothel should be the busiest place at this hour, let's go there."

The educated youth had heard Shen Qingqian talk about their general plan before, so when they heard Shen Qingqian say that they were going to a brothel, they roughly guessed what they were going to do.

A quarter of an hour later, Shen Qingqian and Zhiqing each changed into men's clothes and stylistically styled their hair and faces. Shen Qingqian turned into a handsome young man, while Zhiqing turned into a young servant.

The two of them left the house quietly and headed straight to the west of the city.

Last time, Shen Qingqian and Zhiqing Zhizhu met the Third Princess and Dong Yurou on the street, and the two sides had a conflict. At that time, Shen Qingqian was not a general yet, and fearing unnecessary trouble, he chose to run away.

The third princess sent two guards to chase them, but they accidentally ran to a brothel in the west of the city.

Shen Qingqian remembered that there was not only a brothel there, but also a casino, a brothel, and even a men's brothel. That street was not only bustling, but also mixed with all kinds of people.

It is also a place where news spreads the fastest. Some people go there for entertainment, while others go there just to get news.

Shen Qingqian and the educated youth used Qinggong all the way and arrived at the destination in less than two quarters of an hour.

This street is still the same as before, full of lights and wine, with pedestrians coming and going in an endless stream, and the air is mixed with the smell of powder and sweat.

Shen Qingqian walked slowly among the crowd, holding a folding fan in her hand. The educated youth followed behind her, observing everything around her calmly, frowning from time to time.

At this time, a heart-wrenching cry came from the front, and it sounded like a woman's voice and a child's voice.

It is normal to hear women crying in such a place. After all, many women were sold here forcibly. But how could there be children here?

Shen Qingqian and the educated youth looked at each other and walked towards the direction of the sound.

It turned out to be the entrance of a casino. A man was dragging a little girl of five or six years old into the casino, while a young woman was holding the man's thigh tightly to prevent him from leaving.

"No, please don't, Xiaoya is our child."

The man had a furious look on his face. He raised his fist and hit the woman's head and back hard. He cursed, "Bitch, let me go quickly. Do you want to die?"

The woman seemed not to feel any pain. She curled up and still refused to let go of the man.

The little girl cried with tears all over her face, "Dad, please don't hit Mom, I'm scared."

People passing by just stopped for a moment, took a few glances, and then shook their heads and walked away.

At this time, a boy of eight or nine years old ran over, rushed over and protected the woman with his body.

The man's fist landed on the boy.

However, the man stopped after two punches and angrily said, "Xiao Han, what are you doing here? Get out of here!"

The boy raised his head and looked at the man, his eyes showing an undisguised coldness. "Dad, you can only use Xiaoya to pay off your debt. She is my sister and also your child."

The man said disdainfully, "If I don't use her to pay off the debt, what will I use to pay it back? She's just a little girl. Won't she get married when she grows up? If she stays at home, it will be a waste of several years of food!"

Hatred gradually emerged in the boy's eyes, and he said in a trembling voice: "Anyway, I won't let you use my sister to pay off your debt!"

The man seemed to have lost his patience and shouted angrily, "You little bastard, you dare to meddle in my business when you haven't even grown up yet? Get out of the way, or I'll beat you up too!"

The boy's body visibly shrank, and one could see his fear at the moment, but he did not back down and continued to protect the woman firmly.

The woman was now disheveled and she cried to the boy, "Xiao Han, don't worry about your mother, take your sister back home!"

The boy looked at his mother who was beaten black and blue, and then looked at his thin sister who was crying. For a moment, he didn't know which one to take care of first!

But the man's patience had run out. He looked fierce, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, are you guys rebelling?"

As he said this, he raised his fist again.

"stop?"

The educated youth couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so she quickly came in front of the man and grabbed his wrist.

“Ouch, that hurts!”

The man felt that his wrist was about to break. He looked at the educated youth who suddenly appeared and said angrily, "Where did you come from, kid, to mind my business?"

The educated youth was extremely angry at this moment. She wanted to kill the man! How could a husband and a father be like this? Beating his wife and selling his children is worse than an animal!

But she also knew that killing someone was impossible, so she planned to cripple the man's hand and teach him a lesson.

Shen Qingqian took a step forward and stretched out his hand to stop the educated youth.

The educated youth looked at her in confusion, not understanding why the girl wanted to stop her from teaching a scumbag a lesson.

Shen Qingqian gave her a look, telling her to be patient.

The educated youth had to let go of the man reluctantly.

The man's wrist still hurt. He glared at the educated youth fiercely and was about to curse when he heard Shen Qingqian say, "Is this little girl your child? How much do you plan to sell her for?"

The man was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean?"

The woman and the boy also looked at Shen Qingqian with caution, wondering where this person who was planning to target the little girl came from!

Shen Qingqian ignored their different expressions and asked, "How much silver do you plan to use this little girl to pay?"

The man looked Shen Qingqian up and down for a few times. Seeing that she was dressed brightly and had an extraordinary temperament, like a rich and powerful person, he did not dare to scold her. He only asked cautiously: "You, why are you asking this?"

Shen Qingqian's face was expressionless, and he said calmly, "I guess if you pawn this girl to the gambling house, you can get no more than ten taels of silver. So, I'll give you fifteen taels. How about you sell her to me?"

"Fifteen taels?"

The man's eyes lit up. The price he agreed with the gambling house was eight taels, but the man in front of him wanted fifteen taels, which was almost double!

He looked at Shen Qingqian with burning eyes and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

Shen Qingqian was very arrogant and did not answer him. She just nodded to the educated youth. The educated youth took out three silver ingots and said, "Of course my young master keeps his word. Here is the silver. You decide whether to sell it or not!"