Disguised as a man: Watch me create a new dynasty

After completing the formalities smoothly, Yan Nansheng asked Mo Qing to take the selected people back first.

He brought Jiang Mianmian behind and walked out of the teeth slowly.

Not far away, I heard a slight sound behind me.

A barely perceptible voice sounded behind him.

"Sir, do you still need servants in your house?"

Yan Nansheng curled the corners of her mouth. Just now when she was greeting the owner of the dental clinic at the door, she noticed that there was a pair of eyes staring at her at the door.

At this moment, the owner of this gaze finally couldn't help it?

Judging from the voice, he should be a boy of about eleven or twelve years old.

Yan Nansheng slowly turned her head, and when she saw the boy's appearance clearly, her pupils couldn't help but shrink.

This boy... is really frighteningly thin.

The boy's frame was not small, but his body seemed to have been drained of all flesh and blood, leaving him skinny and bony.

Especially the face, which was as shriveled as a skeleton, and the eyes in the deep eye sockets revealed tension and desire.

Seeing the surprise in Yan Nansheng's eyes, the boy's face turned red instantly and his eyes were filled with panic.

His body began to tremble involuntarily, and his head, which was already lowered, lowered even lower, as if he wanted to shrink it into his collar.

Because there was nothing to block his view, his eyes searched around eagerly, as if looking for a corner to hide.

His hands were tightly grasping the corners of his tattered clothes, rubbing them continuously, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

He was wearing a gray gown, the fabric of which had been worn very thin, and the cuffs and collar were covered with patches. The stitches were crooked, and it was obvious that the mending had been done in a hurry and roughly.

The clothes, which were supposed to be dark in color, had now become somewhat pale due to starching, and even had a slightly old yellow hue in the sunlight.

The hem of the gown was uneven, with several threads unraveling, and it fluttered in the wind, as if telling of the hardships it had gone through.

The boy's pants were equally worn out, with the hems of the pants frayed and a large patch at the knees. The color of the patch was different from the pants, making it look particularly out of place.

He had a thin hemp rope tied around his waist. The rope was a little worn and looked like it would break at any time.

The shoes on his feet were in even worse condition, with the uppers covered in scratches and holes.

Although the clothes were worn out, they were very clean, without a trace of dirt or dust. It was obvious that they had been carefully washed by the young man.

The hand that was raised to try to cover his face was also trembling slightly, and the sleeve was shaking with his trembling, but it was impossible to completely cover his shriveled face that was like a skeleton.

His eyes were full of anxiety and guilt. Occasionally, he would carefully raise his eyes to peek at Yan Nansheng, then quickly lower them, as if he was afraid that his gaze would offend others again.

Not knowing what to do, he kept muttering to himself: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I scared you, sir..."

Although he was afraid and felt guilty, he forced himself not to run away.

"Sir, don't look at me as ugly, but I'm strong and can do any job." The young man said anxiously, his voice trembling slightly.

"I can read and do math..." he continued, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"Look, can you accept me?" The boy's voice was full of pleading.

Yan Nansheng could clearly see the boy's uneasiness. She couldn't help but wonder, if he could write and count, why could he starve himself like this?

Thinking so in her mind, she asked.

When the young man heard this, his body shook violently and the expression on his face became even more embarrassed.

His eyes were wandering and his hands unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes.

If I tell him the truth, I don't know if this young master will dislike it, let alone use him.

But, but I don’t want to hide it. Once it is discovered later that I have concealed it, what awaits me will be beating to death, right?

After all, this young man looked like a young man from a wealthy family, and wealthy families never took the lives of people like them seriously...

The boy was struggling fiercely inside, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Yan Nansheng stood there quietly, looking at him calmly, neither urging him nor showing impatience.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the air around them became heavy.

The young man bit his lip, as if he had finally made up his mind. He raised his head, looked at Yan Nansheng, and said with a hint of tears in his voice: "Sir, I am from the Infant Orphanage..."

After saying this, the young man lowered his head, not daring to look at Yan Nansheng's expression. His heart was filled with anxiety as he waited for Yan Nansheng's verdict.

"Infant nursery?" Yan Nansheng looked at Jiang Mianmian in confusion.

"Master, I have heard from others that this orphanage is a place that takes in abandoned orphans."

I see, an ancient version of an orphanage.

Outside, Jiang Mianmian always regarded herself as Yan Nansheng's personal maid.

Although Yan Nansheng disagreed, Jiang Mianmian insisted.

Yan Nansheng didn't object anymore.

"Raise your head." Yan Nansheng said.

The boy hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised his head, his eyes full of helplessness.

Yan Nansheng sighed softly: "Lead the way, take me to the orphanage."

Perhaps because he had experienced the end of the world, Yan Nansheng attached great importance to human cubs.

Not all welfare homes before the end of the world were good. She had seen the filth hidden under the good reputation.

But judging from the boy's words and actions, this orphanage might bring her a surprise.

The young man was stunned at first, "Sir, you don't mind my background?"

"Why should you mind?"

The boy didn't know what to say for a moment.

This was not the first time that he had recommended himself. The young men and women he had met either looked at him with disgust or beat him up.

People were taboo about the orphanage, and his background was the biggest obstacle to him selling himself into slavery.

But no matter how difficult it is, you have to sell yourself.

As long as you can work as a servant in a wealthy family, you can have a stable monthly salary. If you are smart, you can even get rewards from your master.

I can save it all and bring it to grandma, so that my younger brothers and sisters can survive.

This young master didn't even beat him because of his unlucky identity!

He was so excited that he almost knelt down to Yan Nansheng.

Yan Nansheng waved his hand and said, "Just lead the way."

The young man responded and led the two of them towards the orphanage.