The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

After leaving Mrs. Xie's house, Wang Xinyao drove her carriage straight to Ping'an Town. When she finally arrived at the pawnshop in Ping'an Town, it was already noon.

Wang Xinyao stood still, pulling the carriage, and looked up at the pawnshop in front of her. Before she even entered, she heard a cacophony of noises emanating from inside. There were the shrill sounds of whipping, miserable cries, and endless brainwashing sermons.

A loud and stern voice echoed through the brothel: "Listen up, everyone! From now on, you must put the master first in everything you do. Whatever the master tells you to do, you must do it without the slightest sign of disobedience! Your fate is in the master's hands. Only by showing absolute loyalty can you hope for a better life! Absolute loyalty, do you understand?"

The voice paused for a moment, and then continued viciously: "Look at this guy who doesn't know how to live or die, look at his fate now! Did he think he could escape? Humph, it's wishful thinking! His indenture contract is firmly in our hands, and his slave status has been registered by the government. Even if he runs to the ends of the earth, we can still catch him back!" After that, the man swung the whip in his hand again, and mercilessly whipped a man in tattered clothes, who was curled up on the ground.

The man lay huddled on the ground, his clothes tattered and his exposed skin ripped and bleeding. Even so, he still gritted his teeth, refusing to give in easily.

"Hmph! If the master wants you bastards to live, you'll be able to linger like ants. But if the master gets upset and wants to take your lives, you won't even have a chance to live! Do you understand me?" The speaker was a burly middle-aged man, the head of the pawnshop—Zeng Qiang. His face was thick with flesh, his eyes gleaming with ferocity as he glared fiercely at the trembling group before him.

Wang Xinyao, who was standing not far away, saw all of this. After hearing Zeng Qiang's arrogant words, she couldn't help but frowned slightly, thinking to herself: This man is so vicious, and his methods of treating his servants are so cruel.

At this moment, Zeng Qiang noticed someone approaching. He quickly put away his ferocious expression and replaced it with a flattering smile as he approached. "Oh, young lady, thank you for coming. What can I do for you?"

Wang Xinyao looked at him expressionlessly and said calmly, "I came here to buy a few servants!"

When Zeng Qiang heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and the smile on his face became even brighter: "Oh, girl, then you have found the right place! The servants here have all been strictly trained, and each one is guaranteed to be obedient and capable. You can take your pick, and the price is very negotiable!" As he said that, he enthusiastically extended his hand and motioned Wang Xinyao to go inside.

Wang Xinyao slowly walked into the room and looked around. She saw that all the servants had their heads lowered, not daring to meet her gaze, their eyes revealing deep fear and helplessness.

"They all look very scared." Wang Xinyao said softly, with a hint of doubt in her tone.

Zeng Qiang quickly explained, "Miss, these servants were bought from poor families. It's inevitable that they will feel a little uncomfortable at first, but once they are trained, they will be absolutely loyal."

Wang Xinyao suppressed her disgust and pointed at the man who was beaten and asked, "Why did you hit him?"

"I picked him up on the roadside. He was seriously injured at the time, and I spent a lot of money to save him. I didn't expect that he wanted to escape as soon as his injury got a little better. So I'm training him just now. I can sell him after he's trained well!" Zeng Qiang said honestly!

Wang Xinyao looked at the scars on the man's body and couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in her heart. She turned her head and said to Zeng Qiang, "I want this man. How much silver do you want?"

"Girl, this guy hasn't been trained yet!" Zeng Qiang frowned, a hint of hesitation on his face.

Wang Xinyao waved her hand nonchalantly and said crisply, "It doesn't matter. Even if he escapes, I will never cause trouble for your dental clinic!"

Zeng Qiang's eyes rolled around, and he quickly estimated in his mind. After a moment, he said with a smile on his face, "Since the young lady likes it so much, I'll sell it to you at a low price. Only twenty taels of silver, how about it?"

Wang Xinyao nodded and responded readily: "Okay, then I want this man!" As she said that, she took off the purse from her waist, took out the silver and handed it to Zeng Qiang.

After the transaction was completed, Wang Xinyao did not leave immediately. Instead, she continued to ask, "Do you have any boys between the ages of 13 and 17?"

Zeng Qiang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly replied, "Oh, what a coincidence! Last month, the north suffered a rare snowstorm, and many people were displaced and became refugees. Our agency took the opportunity to recruit a group of people there. Among them are about 20 strong and healthy young men, aged between 13 and 18. If you're interested, you can come with me to choose one."

"Lead the way." Wang Xinyao said lightly.

Zeng Qiang led the way quickly, and soon Wang Xinyao arrived at the slave detention center. She examined each child one by one, each with a look of fear on their face. Finally, Wang Xinyao selected twenty people.

Finally, she selected four seemingly friendly servants and prepared to bring them back to the mansion to assist Li Cuihua with work. After all, the population in the mansion had increased.

This made Zeng Qiang very happy. It was the first time he had encountered such a large-scale transaction. In the end, everyone made the deal at a price of three hundred taels.

Zeng Qiang handed all the indentures to Wang Xinyao and promised to send everyone back home in a horse-drawn carriage. This undoubtedly solved a difficult problem for Wang Xinyao. Wang Xinyao couldn't help but sigh: I didn't know that the fate of poor people was so humble, it was like a piece of grass!

After Wang Xinyao led everyone home, she instructed Li Cuihua to arrange accommodations for everyone and immediately treated the man who had been whipped. His injuries were severe, with new wounds not yet healed. Most critically, his left hand had been broken and had not received proper treatment.

Wang Xinyao had no choice but to clean it with spiritual spring water before bandaging the wound. The man groaned in pain, but still gritted his teeth, trying his best to endure it and not let himself cry out.

After treating the wound, Wang Xinyao used silver needles to heal the man's broken left hand. Soon, the man felt a sense of relief.

At this time, Zhao Haoxuan and Chen Jingyuan also returned from the back mountain, their cultivation levels clearly having greatly improved. They had initially paid little attention to the ancient book, but unexpectedly, while taking a lunch break and eating chestnuts, they flipped through it and instantly lost their composure. It was a profound technique they had never encountered before. They immediately began practicing, and within an afternoon, Zhao Haoxuan's cultivation level had risen to the eighth level of Grandmaster, while Chen Jingyuan had also reached the second level of Grandmaster!

"General Xiong?" As soon as he entered the hall, Chen Jing saw the man Wang Xinyao was treating.

"Master, I finally found you!" At this moment, the man named General Xiong was so excited that he burst into tears!