Who’s the saddest one of those?

When the real girl came back, she looked so good to me.

She said you were just an unknown baby girl.

You stole the life of the Grand Miss of the Coolies.

It is time to return to its place.

So I was stripped of my clothes, and I entered the woodhouse, and I worked hard.

But even if I give up like this, the people of Jumen want my life.

I died in a snowy weather.

Darkness, alone.

Again, I think I’ll probably never have a half-dollar relationship with the Cool Land.

“You’re still lazy? What a bitch. I’m sorry.

There’s a pain in my ear, and I’m scared and I open my eyes.

It’s a face of a bitch.

When I woke up, she threw me a big pot full of flowers and green clothes.

“Don’t eat if you can’t wash these clothes today. I’m sorry.

I’ve been stunned for a long time, and I’ve been hit again.

It’s like a dream when you’re down and you’re numb and you wash it mechanically.

I laughed when I looked in the cold water, and I had hands full of frozen acne.

Once again, you’re still in the Queen’s Hall.

A day of hard labour, and I lay on a pedestal in a woodhouse, so that I would have the opportunity to relive the life of the past.

I’m Fu Ta Wei. I’m the Grand Miss of the Cool City.

It was only later that the Ryoji wife found out that I was not her own daughter.

She’s holding the wrong guy.

It wasn’t easy in the city that year.

On the fifteenth anniversary, the wife took her daughter out to see the lights.

The flowers are springing, and the crowds are on the move, like cars.

At this point, the nurse and the girl didn’t take good care of the lady, which caused the child to be lost.

His wife was heartbroken.

Then another noble man lost his child, and the court managed to deal with the child, and the group was finally wiped out.

In a remote farm, the catchers found girls who had not yet been sold.

People from the state government are also claiming it.

For some reason, the husband saw me in a pile of children.

She said I’m the best of all dirty kids, most like her daughter.

So I was taken back to the Constabulary.

But as I grew older, the five officials became less and less like the Republic of China and its wife.

Under the circumstances, Mrs. Kuo has brought a doctor to make a bloodtrip.

That’s when she knew I wasn’t her daughter.

It’s been a long time since my wife was angry.

She said that I was just an unknown baby girl who had stolen the life of the Grand Miss of the Royal District of Coolies and flew on to become a phoenix.

She said I should get back to my place.

So she ordered me to take off my clothes and put me in the woodhouse.

I have no excuse but to work in silence.

On one occasion, the wife went out to the Buddha and on her way saw a young girl who was very similar to herself.

Excited, she took the young girl back to the state administration and re-acquainted her with blood.

This time, she came back with her own daughter, the real state capital of the city of Golden Heaven.

Fortune hates me too.

She felt that in those years I had invaded her original life.

But she tried to fool herself and didn’t want to torture me.

So my days are coming.

As you ladies, Futeng City has quite a lot of clothes to wash every day.

I’ve got almost all the clothes that I’ve changed.

Like a cloud of silk, a skirt with feathers and a thong of hair…

Every year and every quarter, my hands are in the water.

The summer’s water was sunburned and its heart burned; the winter’s water was mixed with ice, and the joints swollen.

From time to time, Futeng City secretly ordered me to be poisoned.

In a few years, I was tortured to death.

In the winter, when the water fell to ice, on the way to the well, the foot slipped, and I broke my leg.

The government almost immediately kicked me out of the house.

The wife of the State Crown, who is accompanied by a handmaiden, says that the State Crown does not feed wildlings.

Ha ha.

I’ve been a handmaiden for six years at the state palace.

In winter, there was no warm carbon, and worn clothes could not even cover their legs.

Because they’re the wildlings in their mouths.

I had no choice but to take refuge in a broken temple outside the suburbs of Dito.

Unfortunately, the temple is leaking, and no matter what, there will always be a cold wind on itself.

After three days of snow, I was finally frozen alive in a temple.

After that, he went back to the capital.

Through the light of the moon through the woodhouse window, I looked naked and watched the frostbite that began to burst on my hands.

Even if it’s the nest.

One life is enough for the wife of the state government and Fortien City.

Let’s do it again and stay away from them.

We need to find a chance to leave the state’s capital.

I searched the memories of the past and suddenly remembered one thing.

Tomorrow, Mr. Yang seems to be visiting the state palace?

It’s a good opportunity to get out of the city.

The next day, I did not raccoon my clothes, as usual, but set a fire.

When I watched the fire devour the woodhouse, I took my legs and ran to the front flower hall.

And if I remember correctly, this day of the former life, the Yang will be here.

The words of Yang’s loft shall be no more than those of the three generations, and they shall be known for their sexual insolence and innocence.

More importantly, Yang Tung is in danger, has no children, and has always had pity on his younger generation.

He’s the most suitable person for help.

It’s the best thing to do to get out of the state.

Let’s see if he can lend me some strength.

We ran to the garden in haste, and the white-haired Yangs were drinking tea.

I fell on his knees and made a big gift.

“Darling, save my life, and I’ll give you a note. I’m sorry.

When Yang stood still, his eyes stopped on my naked, frozen toes.

And then he said, “Who are you? I’m sorry.

I laughed, “I’m the young lady from before the Cold City.” I’m sorry.

The return of the true daughter is known to the Emperor.

The Yangtome knows about this.

His eyes turned on my old shirt:

“Did you have a bad day at the state palace? I’m sorry.

In this world, filial words are heavy.

Even if the parents were not merciful, their children would not be able to complain to outsiders.

In the past, it was the loss.

I can’t speak easily to outsiders no matter how ill-treated I am.

I told you, it’s a ignoble girl.

In my heart, I mocked, but I avoided the problems of Yang atom with great tact.

It’s just that he’s got his cuffs in his cuffs. I’m sorry.

The eyes of Yang were on my frozen acreage, on the palms of his joints, and on his face was a flash of anger:

“Get up, I promise you. I’m sorry.

I just got up and the Master of the Coolies came to the hall.

Seeing my cheap daughter here, he frowns his frown undetected:

“What are you doing here?”

In the face of my foster father, I seem to have been frightened, and I have shrunk into the corner of the flower hall, and the sound has shrunk:

“Father, there’s a fire in the woodhouse I can’t stay.”

Fu’s face has changed.

He didn’t know anything about the house abusing me.

Just a little girl who has no blood to do with herself, and in his heart, whether dead or alive, there is no weight in his bones.

But it got on the stage, that’s another thing.

The relations between the ministers are complex, and the ill-treatment of children is transmitted to them, so that they may not take part in the trial.

There are things that don’t add up to four taels, but they just don’t work.

Yang has been through three times, nothing has ever happened.

It was almost immediately when he thought about the truth.

The absence of children for a long time has made this righteous old man extremely fond of his descendants.

So, the old man opened his mouth and said, “I don’t know if the government is clean enough to make it look like this. I can’t even get a decent shirt, and it’s freezing my daughter. I’m sorry.

Fu Feng couldn’t hang on his face, and gave me a life-threatening eye knife to explain to Yang Yu:

“She’s not my daughter, and everyone in the city knows about this…”

The cheap foster father didn’t finish, so I said:

“And even so, please let my daughter go and find her real parents. I’m sorry.

As soon as it came out, Fu Fu Fu and Yang looked at me at the same time.

Fullon’s face is already black.

The only reason he can tolerate me in the state is because the state has found the real money and has thrown the fake money out.

In the eyes of the old Yang, there was some disagreement.

I know why Yang would not approve.

In this age, a young woman who lives alone and without family protection is in trouble.

But I don’t think so.

Problems could be solved and recourse could be made to the authorities, which was better than being strangled in the town of Juamoto in Gomen.

Faced with the eyes of Yang, I stretched out my hand and lifted my sleeve.

On the arm, it’s all new.

The most recent lashes were struck this morning by the mother-in-law.

Old Yang couldn’t bear to see.

“Let the little lady go, or I’ll say it in front of His Majesty. I’m sorry.

He’s gonna bite his teeth.

I know what he thinks.

Old Yang was highly respected and feared that he would not be allowed to visit his colleagues.

For the sake of asking Yang to come to his house, he asked for a picture of his daisies at great expense.

And he has spent many days in his house, placing the flower halls and the inner halls in different forms.

But it’s ruined by something I can’t even afford.

If the eyes can kill people, Fu Quou will probably drag me out late.

But as a man of power, the Yang Tung has spoken to him, and he dares not.

He coughed a little and he opened his mouth:

“Too little, parents may be a little aggressive, but in the final analysis, it’s for your own good. I’m sorry.

“If you don’t know the good people so well, then leave the state and find your way out. I’m sorry.

“Just two things you need to remember. I’m sorry.

“First, the state government has raised you, and I don’t want to hear you speak out against it anywhere, or I will spare you, and second, don’t go out and cheat in the name of the state government. I’m sorry.

I looked down and softly “um.”

Then he raised his head: “Father, my daughter will only take this piece of shit with her, and will not take anything with her, so rest assured. I’m sorry.

That’s what I’m talking about.

Although he wasn’t going to give me anything to take.

But I’m still angry at him because I’m whispering to him about his abuse.

He was so mad at his chest that he almost got carried away.

It’s a pity the Yang Lok was staring so cold, he didn’t say anything, waved and let me go.

When I first walked out of the flower hall, there was an old man’s cold hum:

“It’s important to be a former official, but if you’re free, or if you’re in charge of your wife’s affairs, I can keep my eyes closed. I’m sorry.

“It’s a man’s flower, and it’s not for the city of the Coolies, so let’s go. I’m sorry.

“I’m leaving. I’m sorry.

Standing in the streets of the first snowfall, I took a deep breath of free air and did not rush away.

Wait till Yang goes out of the gates of the palace and enters his palanquin.

I went up there and I said, “Hey, hey!

“O Yang, it would have been too little for you to live this day.” I’m sorry.

“If you have the chance, you’ll have to sign it. I’m sorry.

After that, I made a very humble and respectful tumbling of the Yang Palace.

Mr. Yang, though a noble man, is also the king of the Qin Emperor.

For the sake of a fatherless, fatherless, powerless, sham daughter, the city of the cold.

There are no other reasons than ancient hottest words.

And when the curtains were lifted, the Yangtze took a look at my feet, which were so red and swollen that I was frozen, and turned away, and said to her, “Give her twelve silver. I’m sorry.

It’s about 380 taels a year.

But the Yang Lok has to feed the wife’s handmaiden’s maids, and so on, along with a collection of paintings and a few cups of hobbies, as well as horses from the Emperor, which are extremely expensive for money.

It’s not corrupt.

So the 10 taels of silver is not a small sum for Yang.

The young man whispered, unstintingly, that he had taken out the silver and handed it to me.

“The old man is kind, but she’ll ask. I’m sorry.

Yang Noded at me, suggesting he could only help me here.

The drapes are reconnecting, and the sound is getting farther:

“Madam, I’m going to explain, and you’re going to put your heart down…”

I went to the pawnshop to buy two-skinned cotton and a pair of cotton shoes.

And then I broke my mouth, and the pawnshop guy gave me an extra receipt.

The pawnshop guy cut my silver in black and found $9,24 for me.

It’s my turn to be stupid.

The girls in the state’s capital get the monthly money and buy them for four.

Why are you here?

Dude explained to me that the winter was cold and the price of the twigs was rising.

I don’t know what I’m talking about, looking for money, and I’m a little unhappy getting out of the pawnshop.

Forget it. It’s a little expensive.

It’s a relief to find a remote man with new cotton shoes on his shoulder.

In any case, it’s good to settle clothes.

If it’s cold in the winter, if it’s cold, if it’s money or small, it’s a big deal to lay down in bed.

Next thing you know, you’re looking for a place where I can stay.

Land prices in the capital city are quite high, and the house prices are therefore very high.

After the house price came up, it wasn’t cheap to rent.

With the help of the Tooth Club, I managed to find a small yard in the flat south of the city.

It’s a yard, but there are only three houses, and it’s also very simple.

But it’s a good place to spend the winter where the main body of the house is a gray brick structure, without a leak.

The rent is the usual money for a month, and I paid the rent for six months.

Let’s go through this winter.

In the north of the Tedu, it’s quite a southerly place to go south.

Actually, six cents isn’t too small.

On the market, one or two silvers can be used for money, or 1,000.

In practice, however, the price of silver to copper is higher, so six or two silver, and the tooth line earns money.

They’re watching me rent a house in a hurry.

Ugh.

In fact, it’s cheaper to go south to Caucasian.

But I didn’t agree with you when you recommended it.

Without him, the place of Guicon Fong is too close to the green house and casino in Tedu.

Smash and kill, gamble and steal.

The more the place is, the more the population is in disarray, the more likely it is to be jealous or something else.

And it’s always blood.

The house was in a safe and secure place, and there was blood in two neighbours for three days.

Casinos win and lose, they get a big hole in the house, the creditors come in, and the gamblers get the wrong idea.

It’s a small matter to lose something at home. I’m afraid I’m a young girl with no background.

That’s what it’s called.

So I’d rather spend a little more money to live in a good place, not near Guicon.

The rent was paid and three or four silver left.

Three-and-a-half pieces of silver were handled, and I wrapped it up in my own shitty clothes in the state palace and buried it in the yard.

Deal with this. I locked the door, and I’m going to take my luck with it.

When I got to the market, I saw a woman with a needle brain.

After all, I made a nine-year sabbatical daughter in the state palace, and a slightly more complicated embroidery will do.

Making some bags and hawking along the street can also make a living.

I bought some of them, and I was going to put some of them on.

After this, there’s no more money.

I bit my lips, I turned my head, and I didn’t look at those little things.

The heart comforts itself.

That’s too nice. The main thing now is to survive.

When you’ve got the money, you can buy whatever you want.

With the remaining two pieces of silver, I first bargained with the coal-sellers, bought two baskets of firewood, a basket of charcoal, and some flaming stones.

He left his address at Pingkang’s and sent the goods to the house.

And I took the rest of the silver, and I bought half a basket of radish, half a basket of cabbage, and some flower seeds, vegetable seeds, and a fine knife.

In the end, there are 400 words left.

Thinking about it, there was a cutlery cutter, so I went to the blacksmith’s shop to get a firewood knife.

That leaves 38 cents.

I’ll put the rags in my waist and carry the vegetables and seeds and go home.

It was dark, it cost me eight cents, and I was going home after eating a bowl of noodles by the roadside.

As I walked near the town hall, a clear voice shouted at me, “Mother, move away! I’m sorry.

Looking back, several of the noble men were riding high and fast, running around in the streets.

I was dragged to the side of the road before I could react.

Then these fast-paced horses passed over me.

I’ve got two packs of radish and cabbage behind me.

The man was fine, but the thing behind him was hit by the horse master.

The cabbage rolls away.

The oilpaper packs of the seeds were smashed and almost all the seeds were spilled on the street.

I’ve been ripped off by my mother, and I’m not hit in the body, but I’ve also had a stroke.

And then when I barely got up from the ground, I saw the seed of a place, and I got angry, and I cried out, “Divine is off the streets!” Do you want to run?

So a voice, a peddler on the road, came up.

There was trouble, and there was a great deal of love, and the noble men on the horse stopped.

The young man at the top, with a half-gold pony tail and a face with a little youthful.

And when he stopped, he looked at his friends after him, and said, “Go ahead, I will take care of it.” I’m sorry.

He then dumped a whip and dispersed the surrounding crowd.

I looked up on the ground to see who it was.

The Prince of the Pingnan Constabulary, Ignorant.

And my fiancé from my former life.

The Pingnan Constabulary and the Cool State Constabulary are the top generals of the founding kingdom.

I’ve seen my future husband-in-law shortly after I was recovered from the ganghouse.

A young man turned up, standing under a tree, smiling at me.

After that, I put a thread on him.

I didn’t mean to ask him for help when he was in the past.

But the young man who always wanted to turn me down.

He said that the day you were in the city, it was the day you stole the city.

You owe her all this now.

I asked him, “I was a child when I came to the capital, and I couldn’t help it.” I’m sorry.

And lo! I will turn away from thee, and I will not bear to see me: too little, this is thy life. I’m sorry.

Yeah.

It is my life to be tortured for nine years.

It’s my life to break my leg by the well and be thrown away in the snow.

It’s my life to live in a broken temple and to freeze to death.

But what if I’m too weak?

And We remained silently in front of the leaves, and picked back all the cabbage that fell on the ground.

A piece of oilpaper and a little broom were also borrowed from the nearby shop, which mixed the seeds of one site with the soil.

When I got up, I saw my face.

“What are you doing here?” I’m sorry.

I didn’t answer him.

For this kind of guy, half my eye is on me.

I did not answer: I was asked to go out to buy things because I thought I was the servant of the state’s capital, and I groaned with a small piece of gold from my belt, and delivered it to me: “It was my fault that I hit you, and I will pay you.” I’m sorry.

I look at the hands of a man with a long bone, and my mind echoes the words of my predecessor:

“Too little, it’s your life. I’m sorry.

Life?

I don’t think so.

And We turned away from the hand which lays gold in Illaun, and We whispered: “He is kind, and the name of the Constabulary is as Relenting. Your money, and the little ones, too, are afraid to take it, nor will they take it.” I’m sorry.

After that, I took my back and walked out of the crowd.

I didn’t even look at Yip.

And now, the flavour is frozen.

Back home, I’m going to get the cabbage in the cellar.

As soon as my cabbage was properly installed, there was a knock at the door.

Through the door, the man who sells the carbon asks, “Mother, you’re a carbon… “

I handed them two coppers from the door. “These people have a cup of tea. I’m sorry.

The two-dollar reward is a disgrace to the noble daughter.

In the eyes of an ultimatum, two cents can be replaced by four little pieces of sugar enough to cheer the family’s grandchildren for seven or eight days.

He even thanked him for taking the money.

It was only then that I laid down the doorlocks and moved two baskets of firewood and a basket of charcoal into the yard.

I changed the yard to a grocery store, so I moved to that one first.

As for firewood, I moved them all to the kitchen as an ant.

When I was at the fair, I specifically instructed the hawkers to leave me a little wider firewood.

This rented yard has stoves, and I think I’ll burn some charcoal for it.

Of course, it’s not the kind that supplies the city’s people.

I can’t rob a business with an old man.

I’d like to sell the kind of larvae that Tedu Rida is using.

The winter is cold and normal charcoal heating is possible, but the ash is so big that it can easily drift from the iron jar into the room and smoke.

So Tedu’s high-profile, almost all of it is for animal charcoal.

I didn’t use it, but after Futeng City’s return, I worked in the vault and saw a few of them.

This charcoal is not burned with ordinary wood.

Instead, the wood is burned to carbon, then the carbon is grinded to carbon powder, then the spices are added to the carbon powder, some bee wax is added, and the mould of the animal shape is thrown into the shape of the animal, and then the animal carbon is shaped.

Charcoal is not only smoke-free, but also very strong spices.

It’s expensive and it’s not cheap. It’s not something I can afford.

Also, carbon powder for animal charcoal requires heavy wood, such as iron wood, clover wood, which is also expensive.

So I didn’t do the idea of a real larvae, but I was going to do a bunch of things in a similar shape.

I lit the velvet, and I stuffed the wood under the stove, and I started pulling the windbox and burning the charcoal.

It’s already mid-month.

Put the coal in the yard and I’ll just put some well water in my face and go back to sleep.

That’s the first day of the graduation.

It’s cold, it’s old, it’s broken, it’s a big market, it’s upset when it’s hit by a leafy pony, it’s swollen and it’s swollen in the windbox.

But finally, I’m free.

In the old days, the girls of the Royal Government of the Queens argued that a cat lived longer than a wild cat.

But I would rather envied the freedom of wildcats than be humiliated in one side of the world.

The next day I woke up early and picked out the seeds that I had packed yesterday with a small morning light.

Flower seeds are larger than vegetable seeds and are therefore easier to pick.

But even so, I am still sweating.

God damn it!

Then I’ll wish the dog fell down and fell into a coma.

Set up the sorted seeds, and I looked at the charcoal burned last night.

The north wind is tight, the carbon is cold.

I felt a piece of carbon, took a deep breath of air, started carving rabbits.

There was a girl named Qingzhi when she was a fake daughter at the Royal Palace.

She’s got a good hand. She carved me a lot of things out of wood.

I liked it. She taught me both.

Unfortunately, it was soon discovered by the Lady of Coolies, who was very angry.

She said that she wanted to study chess paintings and manage the food, and that she was not supposed to show up in front of her.

So she was dragged down and sold.

No matter how I plead to the Lady of the Republic, she will not forgive her.

Didn’t think that after many years, it’s still this weird thing, hopefully bringing me some silver money.

See, it’s a lot of stuff.

Learn more, it’s good.

Working on a midday, he finally carved more than 20 rabbit-shaped imitations of animal charcoal.

I carefully packed these imitating pellets into my back and washed my hands.

And then the water came from the well, sorted out his face, then locked the door and went out.

I hesitated, but I walked in the direction of Guicon Fong.

There are too many differences between the vermin and the real char, and ordinary nobles will not take it.

Poor city people would not buy this because it is a little more expensive than ordinary charcoal.

So these charcoal, the best place to sell, is the green house.

It’s cold in the winter, and the men in the capital tend to like to go to the green house and drink wine.

In the eyes of men, it is the most elegant thing under the sky to sit in green buildings and drink a glass of warm and warm wine, half-drinking, and sleep with the warm skin of a florist.

As a result, the demand for charcoal in green buildings has been high.

Ordinary charcoal is not suitable to burn in front of a civilian ink and a prominent official, and valuable char is too much to burn.

If this is the time, I’m going to sell the fungus.

It might be my first business.

With this idea, I came to the biggest green building in Gui Kong.

The Moon Building.

It’s just noon. The Moon Building just opened.

I just walked in the door, and I got a round-faced tweed girl to take me.

Look at her age, i.e. 15, 16 years old, wearing a silver beak on her head and a soft-sweet Wu language.

“What’s this little lady doing here at the Moon Building?” I’m sorry.

“If you want to have fun with her, I’ll stay with her for one night. I’m sorry.

“If you come looking for your family, ask your mother not to make any noise, but to open up the Moon House. You are a woman, why do you have to make it difficult for us all to find the poor?” I’m sorry.

I shake my head and say something to this young woman:

“Do you collect the charcoal from the Moon Building? I’ve got cheap charcoal for sale. I’m sorry.

Now, it’s round-faced.

But as a florist, she’s been dealing with a lot of people, and it soon turned out:

“Serve not dared, the sister in charge is upstairs in the courtyard. I’m sorry.

The master of the Moon Building is Dou, little Miss Chiu, at the age of 30, and is a beautiful woman.

Nor does she care that her hand is blackened by a carbon block, which repeats over and over again, and imitates what I make.

It took her a long time to say, “What my mother did is far from the real larvae. I’m sorry.

“The guests from Green House are looking at girls? Or are you looking at the charcoal?”

I smiled and said, “What’s the matter with you? Not to mention my imitation, it only takes 70 words. I’m sorry.

A true larvae requires one or two silver, while a imitated fragrance requires 70 words.

I’m sure Madame Du Chiu will be pleased.

Not exactly. Dooqiu had her eyes lit up.

But soon, she came back to me and asked me, “The real larvae, the fragrance will burn.” I’m sorry.

I mean Doo Chiu herself.

To be precise, it means the lips of Doo Chiu.

“Sister, on her lips, look at the color, it’s made of herbs, a little bit of herb on my larvae, and it’s fragrance. I’m sorry.

Mrs. Du Chiu realized that I was smart.

After coming out of the Moon Building, I had an extra or four silver in my arms.

The cost of digging out the wood itself is more than one or two cents.

The first time I made money, I was so happy to be out of the Moon Building, and I just went to the flat market.

Yesterday, I saw a hot pork bun on the set, and I was dead.

Nine years, nine years, and no meat in the state’s food!

It was only last year when I snuck into the kitchen and ate the meat from the leftovers in the front yard, when I gave money to the girls.

Sitting in front of a meat bun stand, I asked for three.

The meat buns at the Ping Lok market cost 10 cents, 3 cents more than the usual buns, but they’re very fine.

And before it comes out, the scent goes straight to the heart.

The store picked out three of them, wrapped them in a leaf.

I couldn’t wait to open the leafbag, break the bun and blow it up.

Ah, delicious!

The shop’s meat was scrawny, and it went to the bands and fatty, and it was fine, and some salt and peppers were added, and the entrances were fragranced.

It’s a good white face, and it eats soft.

The three buns were emptied, and We went to the blacksmith’s shop and bought some copper silk.

Yesterday I didn’t have enough money to buy silk.

I’ve been at the market watching the dealer.

They are now sold almost all by barbed wire in the shape of a flower, then covered with silk, and ended with silk.

The wire is rusty, contaminating the silk, and it’s cheap.

As a result, the women in the market are largely not wearing bouquets.

Silver silk is too soft to be deformed.

I’d like to try it with a copper lace. If I can, I’ll show it to Doo Chiu.

Tomorrow’s moon building is in the capital.

If they wear my bouquets, it’s like a moving sign.

I ordered a few rolls of copper, and I took the rest of the silver, and I went to the shop.

He spent two pieces of silver and asked the boss to buy five pounds of groceries and an old pair of scissors.

And then there’s the tool to make the bag.

There’s a piece of silver. I bought some rice noodles, a small can of pig oil, and I’m going to shoot myself to cook.

It’s too expensive.

It’s better to do your own cooking and go outside after the holidays.

I came home with a pile of stuff on my back and looked at the sun and began to sew up. I washed my hands with well water, solemnly took out needles and material.

It’s the holocaust bags that the girls wear. They look small, they look good, they don’t fit much.

Women go out and have to use quite a lot.

Lips, florist, small bottles of head oil, short hair combs, short hair, short hair, paper, silver money…

The bag is not much to load, it is tied to the waist, and it is filled with obnoxious items that are easily lost.

After the return of the true daughter of Fu Tin City, the father-in-law was very happy and even sent some of the Western jewels the Emperor gave himself to his room.

The jewels don’t matter. The important thing is, I also saw a man from the west wearing a bag of jewelry.

The straps on their side are not as straight as the fashion of the Emperor’s current fashion, but they’re tilted.

Futeng City also asked why the belt above the bag was tilted.

Fullon explained that Westerners were used to slurry bags, with tape around their shoulders, which made it difficult to throw things away.

Maybe I can make a slashy bag too?

Try it first.

I picked out a piece of cyanide, and I cut down a narrow strip from it, and sew it in a dress.

Then he picks up scissors and needles and cuts the rest of the crumbs into an enzyme bag.

I’ve done a lot of work on this bag.

With a tweezer and a sewn back, a tweed bag comes out.

I hung my bag under the porch and stood a little further.

It’s all right. It’s nothing. It’s a little stale.

What can I do for you?

Cyan undercloths are, logically, the most suitable for embroidery orchids.

But the orchids are more glamorous, and when they are embroidered, there’s a lot of white on the bag.

This bag is big, too much white, and it’s decorative.

The relatively complex flower of cyanide undercloths, embroidered with pyrotechnics, may also appear to be out of tune.

Got it.

Let’s do the purple-and-white embroidery ball.

When the embroidery ball is big, it’s big, it’s big, it’s big, it’s big, it’s big, it’s strong.

It’s supposed to work well with the blue purple petals, the white petals, and the three-and-a-seven pairs of gills.

Just say it.

I’ve been embroidered until the sun came down.

After the night, the charcoal began to burn, and a bowl of hot and hot cabbage soup was cooked for itself.

It was only when I was busy until the middle of the month, when it was snowy.

The second day of freedom passed by.

The next day I was blindfolded, thinking I woke up when I was embroidered last night.

The remaining embroidery plumes were embroidered to the inside side of the bag.

They hide needles and feet that embroidery, and they collide with purple petals on their bags.

When it was done, I collected the bag and started carving the animal charcoal.

When everything is done, I’ll run in the direction of the Moon Building.

When I got to the Moon Building, I found the florist open the door.

I didn’t want to go in through the front door to see so many ladies and guests in and out.

He came to the house and was treated as a florist in the building.

Two went to the green house a lot, and it didn’t work.

Though I do not despise the florist in the green house, it is the man who is afraid of his word, but he is he who will take care of his feathers.

From the alley rounded the back door and knocked gently on the door.

The last time that round-faced florist seemed to have been ordered by Doo Chiu’s mother, came out and took the larvae, and put in my hand the one or four silver that was ready.

I pulled out the scissors, and I thought I’d cut a piece of silver, hand it to the florist with a round face, laughing on his face:

“Today I have a rare object, and I wonder if I can pass on a message for my sister. I’m sorry.

The florist with a round face is not very high in the Moon House, and he’s very happy to receive a silver dollar, and he’s talking to me like,

“Little lady, I’m going to help you find your sister. I’m sorry.

Once again, she came to Doo Chiu’s place, and this time she was so passionate about me:

“We tried your char yesterday. I’m sorry.

“There’s been a lot of money on the books in the morning building. I’m sorry.

“He said, “Can you show your sister something else?” I’m sorry.

I took the bag out of my arms and handed it to Doo Chiu.

I’m confident in my own embroidery.

The cyan flower is on the cheek, full of big embroidery balls.

Each embroidery ball is made of four colours of rice, goose yellow, raisins yellow and autumn, and it is extremely dynamic and natural.

Mrs. Du Chiu picked up the bag.

“You’re such a delicate embroidery, you’ve got a big bag, you’ve got a lot of little things in it. I’m sorry.

I’ll show Doo Chiu to stand up and spread the bag and put it on her back.

The tape, supported by her left shoulder, entered the waist around her chest and kept the load on the right side of her waist.

“It’s a style from the west, so it wears a bag, and it’s steady. I’m sorry.

“and it’s left in hand, so it’s easy to pick up, and it’s safe from theft. I’m sorry.

I packed my bag, and I took the brass glasses for Doo Chiu.

Doo Chiu’s happy to turn around in the mirror.

She is the manager of the Moon Building, who travels to business and reports to the East House on a day-to-day basis.

The authorities have restricted the presence of girls in the young buildings, arguing that they must be treated as such.

It’s too ugly to carry a bag, and it’s too small to pack that much.

I’m the one who can slant, just to relieve her of her brow.

I was relieved to see Doo-Cyu like this slant embroidery bag.

“Chou-mei likes it. I’m sorry.

That’s about money.

She knew it too, and she asked me, “How much is this bag?” I’m sorry.

I calculated the cost of the fabric and the embroidery, and I said, “I dare not lie to your sister. The rags, the linings, the ribbons are all bouquets, and the embroidery is also silk.” I’m sorry.

“A minimum of 3 taels of silver, and I’ll lose my fortune if I keep it low. I’m sorry.

Mother Doo Chiu said that she had taken a silver ink from her tea table in Yasama, and put it in her hand:

“Tomorrow House isn’t my business, there’s another one on the top, and the other ones have other shops in the Emperor’s room, and I’m going to give them a few. I’m sorry.

“There’s a lady in the building who can’t bring a handmaiden and needs a couple of big buns. I’m sorry.

I looked at the silver sun in Doo Chiu’s hand and looked at the size of it, at least thirty-two silver.

But when you talk about prices, you lose.

Fu Ta-wei, you used to hang out with Chu Dhu in Gomon. Don’t be ashamed!

I forced myself to turn my eyes away from the silver of the sun and say to Doo Chiu:

“There’s something good to remember about sisters and the rest of the people, and I’m sure that’s not the only way to do it. I’m sorry.

“Just give me a way to live. Two or five dollars of silver, and I won’t get it back.” I’m sorry.

“How about I give my sister another bouquet of my own?” The guarantee is different from what is often sold on the market. I’m sorry.

Du Chiu agreed.

With the silver on and off of the sun, I walked out of the moon tower and bought a tumbler of copper.

Finds a quiet, unattended alley, puts a little scale on the pole and the other on the silver sun that Doo Chiu gave me.

Thirty-two, twenty-seven!

The weighs high!

I’m crazy, I want to laugh, and I’m afraid I’m going to be a gangster.

I had to put my cuffs over my mouth and smile.

Walking on the road, I wanted to sing.

With money on my back, I didn’t dare wander around the streets, but I went home.

The silver was separated with scissors, and I reearned the soil, opened the old clothes, and put the twenty-two pieces of silver cut together with the other three pieces of silver that I spent before.

Buried the earth, and We picked up a few leaves and weeds to disguise the silver.

The rest of the silver, I cut it all together.

After all this, go back and head for the flat market.

There’s a lamb soup store next to yesterday’s bun store. I can’t pull it out.

Winter is the season of sheep soup!

The rice soup shop in the flat, which is purchased by means of a platinum or acne, is then provided to the guests with a single white lamb soup.

Noodles and pickles are for yourself. You don’t care if you don’t waste your dick.

I paid 30 cents for a pound of meat.

The lamb is in the bowl, mixed with eight centipedes and salty spices, and the cook is so skilled in reaching out and pouring in the bowls with the white soup.

I couldn’t take a spoon and sit in the lobby and grunt a bowl and drink some lamb soup.

Smells good!

The lamb soup grazes the intestines like a copper iron.

The oil stars in it greatly appeased my stupid hunger and thirst.

I made a pound and a half of pie, four lamb soups in front and four more times, and I ate a nice and cozy bouquet with soup.

It’s more meaningful when there’s oil in it.

I’ve had enough to eat and I’m out of the market and I’m heading east along the streets of the flat.

The rent here is cheap in Ditung, and many of the applicants in Kyoto will rent a place east of the flat.

So, there are a few bookstores over there.

I don’t want to buy a text, but I do.

But for me now, pure entertainment is too expensive and of little use.

I used to buy a couple of pens for embroidery.

If there’s a book on embroidery, you want to buy one.

Better buy some cheap paper and pens, and I’ll take a good picture and I’ll paint something new.

I don’t have anything on my back, I’m fed, I’m on my way.

One tea job, I went to the east side of the flat.

Just looking for a book and asking questions, the guy was quite enthusiastic, and he recommended me a good embroidery.

This book of embroidery was written by the wife of Zehi, who had been dubbed “the needle of God” at night.

It is not a handwritten copy, but a very valuable book.

In the eyes of my fellow, I looked over two pages of “The Good Embroidery of the Legs” and was soon attracted to the description of the Lord Xin.

“I want this one with some embroidery, man. How much is it? I’m sorry.

“Four or two silver. I’m sorry.

Four and two…

I was in a lot of trouble.

It’s not impossible, but it’s expensive.

The three rooms that I rented, the garden with the kitchen well and the toilet, only one or two silver for a month.

Four or two silver will pay me for four months.

But think about it, with this book, I can do a lot of embroidery, and I can make a lot of money.

I was just about to ask my buddy to wrap his book up, and there was a man’s voice behind me:

“Four taels of silver, I bought it, man. Pack it up for the girl. I’m sorry.

When I turned around, I saw Ipbuchi.

It’s been a long day!

What’s he doing in Pingnan Hall with a prince?

“I don’t know the man, I don’t have to wrap it up.” I’m sorry.

Speaking of which, I pulled my feet and left.

Look at the ex-fiancé. I’m afraid I’ll live 10 years less.

I walked fast, but there was a difference between the physical strength of the woman and that of the man.

“Too little! Wait! I have something to say to you.” I’m sorry.

This guy is so annoying.

After the return of the true gold-given city, he had changed from my fiancé to his fiancé.

What’s the point of staring at me instead of looking for Fu Tianqing?

I stopped because I was afraid he’d fight for power.

“Mr. Ye, you are the future son-in-law of the Queen’s Land, and I have nothing to do with the Queen’s Landlord. I’m sorry.

I can’t believe I’m saying this.

“I’ve heard that you’ve been separated from the state and you and I have been married, and if it’s hard to make a living, I can buy you a small house outside. I’m sorry.

Isn’t that why I’m supposed to be a man’s room and a partner in Fu Tian City?

In that moment, I wish I could have been run over by this impudent man on the streets.

I’ve been staring at the folate in cold blood, and I’ve got a bad eye.

“I have no father, no mother, but I am not in the same condition as a human being.” I’m sorry.

“Have you finished? That’s it. You can roll in front of me. I’m sorry.

And Ipbuchi heard it, and he came up to my wrist, and he said, “Why are we so young? I’m sorry.

I was already wary of each other, and I turned away from Yip Yvonne and pulled my hand, and I cried out in the street: “Some man is robbing a girl on the streets of Tidu!” I’m sorry.

Look at the squirming.

Even blocked the road.

Even though Ibuchi was not dressed like a normal person, in the chaos, the people began to speak out against him.

The kind man who cut me off from Ipbuchi, and wanted to draw the crowd to me, and I opened my mouth with determination: “Mr. Ip, leave me alone.” I’m sorry.

Then he turns around and leaves.

You can’t get rid of him now, can you?

He looked outside the crowd and accidentally saw a rather luxurious carriage.

He passed through Ping Lo East and was blocked by the crowd.

The cold wind in the winter brings up the chariot curtains, and shows a shadow like a Zeran tree.

The man’s twirling posturing, and the five officials, in the presence of Luang Landuri, were in a state of shock.

And Ibuchi could already speak of Mr. Joon-soo, but he is far worse than him.

It’s just that he doesn’t look so good on that thong.

A man’s clothes should not be laced with a lotion.

It would have been a disaster if the man had not been under pressure in five places.

This man seems to be very sensitive and quickly captures me from the crowd, trying to measure him.

He tweaked his head at my nice place and reached out to the chariot curtain.

And I looked back, and I looked at the crowd, and I pulled my legs.

Following the alleys of the flat, I went around to another house.

The other book also has the Good Embroidery Legs, which is also priced at 40 taels of silver.

I paid to buy the book, and then I got the guys to get me some embroidery and some paper paint and wrap it up.

I paid five, two or seven dollars in silver, and I didn’t show up, but my heart was sore.

Something to do with paper is really expensive.

I can buy a 12-year-old handmaiden for 527 bucks.

Upon my return to my home, I quickly began to flip out the tools, lay out the materials and cut the bags.

In this way, the larvae is burned at night, and 10 coins are taken during the day to the Moon Building to deliver the larvae and then embroidery.

Five days later, all the bags were stopped.

The bag was made, and the tarts promised to Doo Chiu-mei were not made.

And as soon as the sky was covered with a blindfold, We spread out the colours of the silks, and We wrapped them in a twig of colour, and then fixed them with fine silk, and then We made white, short petals and green, long leaves.

I bought it on the market, put it in the petals, then fixed it with silk.

With the flowers around, I adjusted the petals, confirmed them and then tightened them with rope.

It’s a living plume, and it’s done.

And then I made four of the same.

It’s Mon winter. It’ll be New Year in a few days.

In the end, the kings will be the water fairs from the warmhouses, and the people will choose a more affordable price and a more cold-resistant plum.

Women must also be dressed in accordance with current orders.

Dooqiu is a special person, who must report to the family and deal with traffickers.

So the remaining five bouquets, I made red plums, so that Du Chiu would wear them.

After all this, I pulled out the gold and fish glue I bought in the book.

Picked out a red-floor gold sheet to wrap up a big bag and a bouquet, then sealed the mouth with a fish gel, then raised the pen and wrote the word “too little” in the seal.

Well, good.

It looks good, and it shows what I made.

Then I put a peach flower in its shape, and I twisted two of them as a bar, and tied them up and ended them with silk.

A pomegranate made of tarts will soon be in shape.

To tell you the truth, I’m very fond of that soft-sweet, rather gentle-looking twit.

This peach flower is a little gift for her.

When you go to the Moon Building, I’m not the one with the sparrow, but the other.

The florist picked up something and sent it to Doo Chiu.

When she came out to tell me, I asked, “Where’s your sister? I’m sorry.

The flower-faced woman heard me talk about the bird, wrinkled, but told me, “The bird is picking up.” I’m sorry.

“Oh, is that so? I’m sorry that my sister gave this peach flower to my sister. I’m sorry.

I found 15 coppers and gave that peach blossom to the gourmet.

I could not see with my own eyes the joyful smile of a bird, and I left the Moon Building with some disappointment.

When Doo Chiu took delivery of the goods, she was not embroidered.

I thought I’d go to Yang’s palace before it seemed too late.

It’s not that I’ve seen the ancient court of Yang’s high court in the heart.

But… if he hadn’t said something to save me, my life would’ve been in the city.

And when life is alive, let the grace of water be shed, and a spring be shed.

As for everyone who sweeps the snow in front of the door, it will be hard for the world to deal with the frost. Those who wish to do good to you are the nobles of life.

Fultain, you owe them.

There are many rumors of the Yang’s loft, and in all the rumours there is one nailed.

He’s sweet.

Since you’re sweet, it’s easy.

A gift like this is the best gift you can give to yourself.

I thought about going back to Ping’s house, digging a dozen silvers out of the ground, and wrapping them up in blue.

Then you sit under the porch and you start stomping.

Speaking of Mrs. Yang, there’s an interesting story.

When he was seven years old, he took the test, he became a student at 11 years old, he was 13 years old, he came to the capital at 17 years old, he took the test, and he taught him a lesson and went straight to the Hulk.

Such a talented young man, whether he is a local man or a state official, would have been more likely to marry him.

He was born with a hidden disease.

The marriage was simply rejected in fear of bringing in the daughters of others.

As a result, he became an unmarried man in the Hülin House.

When he became Henling, he fed his mother to the emperor, but the old lady got sick from the water and soil.

The Yang dynasty laughed, and he was good at reading, but he was not good at taking medicine and taking care of the sick.

He had no choice but to find a dentist and buy a handmaiden.

After the death of Yang’s mother, he tried to give money to discharge his handmaiden, who fell down on his knees and begged, saying that he had no father or mother, and that his elder brother had soft ears, and that he had been taken by her sister-in-law to sell his own tooth, and had had a difficult time at Yang’s house for several years and did not want to be sold again.

The loft moved and left behind the handmaiden.

Then, when he first entered the Cabinet, he caught up with him one time, when the Queen of the Palace had gathered all the women of the house, but none of them had come to the house of the Yangtze.

The Queen Mother was not aware, and thought that the Yang family members had gone to Yang’s old house to call for help.

I was just in time to visit my friends. Only maids are cooking.

The handmaiden said that he was not a wife of Yang, but a servant, but that the eunuchs had forced her into the presence of the Queen in order to make a difference.

The old lady was surprised to see her handmaidens come, and asked for information, saying that her husband was loyal to her country, and that she could not do it without her family. You did not have a good name, but you did not have a good name, so she was asked to change her make-up and wedding dress, to wash her clothes, and to marry her.

That’s it. The handmaiden jumps to be an old lady.

The fact that they had been together for many years was also a good thing for the city.

The old lady is about the same age as the old one, and she’s in her 50s.

Plus, she’s the wife of the Qin Mansion, and it’s certainly not appropriate for her to be a bouquet like Danfort and daffodil.

I put a chrysanthemum flower on her with a dark yellow silk.

I put my ass on it, and I turned over the scraps I bought from Burger, picked a dark purple one out of it, embroidered it with a plate of gold, and made it into a little bag.

Under the Dynasty system, an old lady can take a handmaiden in or out of the country, and make her a big bag and have some chicken ribs.

It’s all done. I’ve got a dark, tanned gold sheet in the middle.

Then, on my back, I hired a donkey car by the road for six words: “Abbounster, go to Zinqin’s Taste.” I’m sorry.

He took six coins, and the donkey car went away.

Zong In Fong is on the north side of East City, the closest town to the palace for the entire Emperor, where the items sold are rare.

Tianxiang is in the north-east corner of Zong In Fong, and the Emperor is the only bakery.

And when he came to Zoinqin, he did not get out of the car, and a fragrance of cinnamon, date mud, and various dried fruit came upon me.

When I came in, the pals of Tianxiang looked me in the face and looked me in the face and laughed with humility: “What does this chick want?” Do you eat yourself or give it away? I’m sorry.

“Show me two boxes of cake. I want to give them away. “I said to the man.

The man’s smile got warmer.

“Sweeted chickens, plumbing walls, guacamole balls, one-cage golden milk, manda pretzels, super-jumbers, bridesmaids, concubines, queen’s ointment, windfall, seven-pent ointments, cherries, cold casseroles, gold and silver bouquets, crystals, twig cakes, jade troupes, Haniya Chesss, fragrance cakes, sweet snow and veggies, veggies, the sound of veggies, phoenix, little tsin, chomsuns, fragrance over the door, fragrances, bouquets in the sun…”

I don’t know.

I haven’t seen any of them, but it sounds great.

The guys at this store are humans, and I’m in trouble.

“Whom’s the little lady sending? How old are you? Salt or sweet? Do you like to eat real? I’m sorry.

I groaned. I didn’t tell my buddy:

“My brother is preparing for science, thinking of being a teacher of the Grand Dust in the city, and has bought two boxes of pastry and served as a gift. I’m sorry.

I made up a non-existent brother, and I continued:

I don’t know if it’s about fifty-five years old, sweet mouths or cakes. I’m sorry.

Thinking about it, he came back with a crystal plate, carefully used a wood clip, and gave me some different cakes.

“These colors, too soft, so cuckoo. Look, I’ll pick them again.” I’m sorry.

I looked at the crystal plate, and I put five different cakes in it.

The prettiest is the pretentious pastry in the middle, and the cake is squeezed as a bouquet, and the most wonderful is that every petal is a gradual red, and it looks particularly attractive.

The most fragrances are the pastries of the lower left, the whites of the whites, the squares, the pine, the veal, the veggies, the fragrances, the fragrances, the fragrances of the pastries, which are soaring.

“These two, please introduce. I’m pointing at these two cakes.

“The cherries of cherries are cakes made of fine wheat paste with cinnamon sugar, and the masters make them bouquets with their own hands, then make them a little fire, and the red ones above them are cherries mixed with cherries and a little cherries, and the masters carry a little brush, and they dye it on the petals. The bakery is first-class, and the tea and wine are fine, and they don’t drop the price. I’m sorry.

Dude, he kept introducing me.

Listening to this, I find it delicious: “Give me a box.” I’m sorry.

“Okay. “The man came up with a chicken-fingered food box and packed me a cherries.

“The other is the little twilight, which is made of cakes, with pine-in from Kori, pine meat from the heart of Gangnantai Lake, and all kinds of dried fruit from the west, which is said to be eaten by the heavenly fairies, and half of the body is torn apart. I’m sorry.

Packed up the cherry cherries, man, laughing at me.

It doesn’t sound cheap…

But this guy’s got a nice mouth. I’m a little moved by a guy who doesn’t eat pastries.

“Then another box. I’m sorry.

As I set foot in the aroma, I had almost six or two pieces of silver and some copper.

I was cleaner than I was in my face when I was out of heaven.

Who would have said that this guy was a great man?

But this guy taught me a little bit.

If you want to make a big shop, you have to see if you can impress the customers, except for the fun of the things themselves.

I’m gonna have to find a guy like this when I get the money, I’m gonna open a shop in the Emperor.

I don’t have any money left.

The residence of Yang’s old man was not close to Zhongqin, and I walked on my legs for half an hour before I came next to Yang’s home.

“Who are you looking for?” I’m sorry.

I immediately lost a smiley face to the first seven of His Majesty’s officers: “The old man, who had fallen in the past with the grace of Yang’s loft, now has a small recovery and brought with him some of the specialty…”

“What kind of man are you, your mother? I’m sorry.

“And besides, does anyone come to the palace and have a clean slate? I’m sorry.

The doorman listens, the head is about to close.

If I had money on me, he’d tell me.

Fu Ta-mi is not the one who doesn’t understand the world!

I can’t get a penny out of my body for a while!

While I was being held outside the door, a light and noble man sounded: “Let her in.” I’m sorry.

I turned my head, and I saw the handsome boy who had a glimpse of him in his carriage.

He leaned on his white hands and passed over a sign to the door.

When I saw the prayer, the doorman was surprised, and immediately opened the door and kneeled down: “See Your Highness. I’m sorry.

As soon as the doorman said it, I knew who the man was.

The first generation of South Kings is one, who was given Dan books at the age of 18 as a result of his military service in the North War, and later as a result of the peace-building of the Southern Tusk, he simply sealed a different name.

Four generations have passed from the throne to the present-day southern king of the town, who has the military power of 300,000 horses, and has a high place in the court of law, and even the Emperor has three points of respect.

The Prince of the South of the town was not rich and his only son had made the throne early.

All the emperors can be called to His Highness, and I think the only son of the South King of this town is to be buried.

I went to the door room on my knees, and I went halfway to the house, and made a woman a blessing: “See Your Highness.” I’m sorry.

“Don’t be polite. Come with me. “The sound of the shampoo came from above me.

So I followed him to Yang’s old house, and I met Mrs…

There is a great deal of work in the Yangtze, and I do not want to disturb him.

I’m not afraid of words, but I’m the only one who’s ever been alone, so he’ll meet him, and he’s afraid he’ll say something.

So when we sought to see, We went to the wife’s backyard.

The old lady, who was born as a handmaiden, had for many years been a lifemaid and had a very broad personality.

She took away my gift from me, but instead of the fine set of silver I returned to Yang’s old man, she left me to drink tea and sent me to the Yang’s house.

“The husband is ill and has no children with me, but there are students who do not come to the door in a few days, but they are young men, none of whom speak to me. As for the house of justice, there are also many who wish to bring their nieces or daughters to the house to accompany me and my husband. Nihoff has rejected them for his power and never let them enter the house.” Too little, you’re a good man, you’re a good man, you’re a good man, you’re a good man, you’re a good man, you’re a good person, you’re a good person, you’re a good person. I’m sorry.

The old lady kept holding my hand.

Well, when you’re old, you always wonder why you don’t have children.

Too bad.

“Well, if it’s too small, I’ll come visit you often. I’m sorry.

I politely bid farewell to the old lady, so I turned around and waited in the alley next to Yang’s house.

He wanted to thank him for allowing me to enter Yang’s house and to ask him to return the money he had given to him.

The old lady doesn’t want my money.

But if I don’t, it’s a bad idea.

Three…

I’d like to have a business to talk to.

I don’t know which embroidery made the garments in the palace.

The last time I saw a muscular, he had a lunar hyena, and the embroidery was so feminine that it was not for a man to wear it.

This time I saw Mumu, but he changed his clothes to black silk, but the embroidery lady left her glowing face outside.

It would have given a sense to the country’s rich, had it not been for the veiled face.

Even a beauty can’t wear clothes.

It took me a while to get here.

Seeing me waiting for him in the alley, it’s obviously a little surprise.

I said to myself, “I borrowed money from Yang, and now I come to pay back, and the old lady won’t let me.”

Mu Zheng understood what I meant, noded his head, instructed the guards around him to carry the silver that I had wrapped up and went to Yang’s house again.

“What else can I do? I’m sorry.

After all this, ask me side by side.

I want to make clothes for His Highness! “I opened my mouth to the baptism.

The muscular look at me with a little red on the white skin.

Then the red went to his ear.

“Mommy, I’m not married for a while…”

In a moment, I fell into silence.

You don’t mean to marry, I don’t mean to marry.

Think what it is.

“Your Highness, I just feel that the embroidery in the palace is not a good job, and that the clothes that have been made for you are not worthy of your status, and that I want to take you for your garment work and make some money to supplement my family’s needs. I’m sorry.

For a moment, I went straight to my point.

And when it comes to that, the red color of the muscular face is the same as a drop of blood.

“I’m sorry, Mama, but in South China, women only say that when they love men…” And I apologize in red.

“It was only when I was in such a hurry that I was not allowed to see His Highness wear something special, it was only then that I came out of the way and counted it and it was my fault. “I’m in a hurry to apologize to the muum.”

“These clothes were made by the Emperor’s embroidery lady in Nanjing, and this time he was in the Emperor’s office for a year and a half, so he didn’t show up with the embroidery girl,” he said, and he said, “What’s wrong with his clothes?” I’m sorry.

That’s a big problem.

“If His Highness asks so, it is too little to tell. “I seriously said to the mulatto.

“I met His Highness for the first time, and saw him wear a moon-sweet coat, which is a very good color for His Highness, but it is not appropriate for him to be in the Emperor, usually a woman, to have a raisin on a man’s shirt, and for His Highness to look so beautiful that it would look like you’re weak, a leaf-sweed or a revelic. I’m sorry.

“This is the day when I meet His Highness again, who is in a black dress, which is very good, but for some reason the embroidery does not look out with a molybdenum face, but rather with a silk face, which is too radiant to be worn on His Majesty’s body, and which would have been sore that she would have taken over the Lord, even more so if she had used a plate of gold embroidery to put the gold line into her clothes…”

I held my forehead and looked at the black coat on it, and I felt nothing but choked.

“Why should His Highness be so humbled when he returns to his post in Kyoto and is bound to enter and leave many occasions? In that case, His Highness may come to me in the future if he wishes to add new clothes. Too little to give His Highness the best. I’m sorry.

“At the end of the year, the palace had a lot of feasts, but it was not too expensive for my mother to make a meal and keep her warm. The Daidu dignitaries like to use fur, but don’t like it. They always think they’re spiritual. They wear fur for their own desire. They kill too much. I’m sorry.

“Okay,” I promised, “I’ll make it right.” I’m sorry.

“Then set ten days. This is a down payment. I’m sorry.

Moo took a blue bag out of his arms without any marking and handed it to me.

I took a hand and I knew there was at least thirty taels of silver in the bag.

I’ll have at least 15 taels of money to take out the materials and the work.

Nice.

And the muscular is good-looking, and if he were to be astonished at the court feast in my garments, he would surely come to me in the future and make them.

Having taken the money, and having said some good things, I am standing here with humility and respect, and I am leaving with my eyes.

His palanquin just got out of my sight, and I couldn’t wait to open the kale bag.

A golden and bright.

Oh, my God!

Your Majesty’s hand is not thirty taels of silver but thirty taels of gold!

I quickly looked around and found no one noticed me, and I had to put the bag in my chest, and I was excited to run to the money store.

I’m rich!

One or two golds can be exchanged for 13 silvers, and I’ll have 40 taels of silver when I’m turned down.

With 400 taels of silver, you can buy a shop in the Emperor’s luxurious place and do your own little business!

I was excited to run into the money store, and I started by calling myself a hyena, and I found out that the money was 3427.

And then he picks up about 15 cents of gold and he’s got one hundred and ninety taels of silver and seven cents of copper.

This money is big and small, but it’s trouble to be targeted.

So after the exchange, I took 500, made my man a middleman and called a short-distance dartsman to protect me.

He didn’t tell the darts where I lived, he sent me to the Pingjo market and sent him back.

And then I snuck up several alleys like a thief and made sure that no one followed me, and then I went home.

The first thing that comes into the door is to dig up the place where the silver was stored, to unearth the old clothes, to take out the remaining dozen of them, and to put in the 15 golds and 100 silvers from the bank.

After that, I’ll buy a shop for business.

Vegetables are piled up in the cellars, with clean chopsticks on the stoves, radish stew in the big iron pans, white buns in the steam closets, half-old cotton shoes warmed by fire, and 152 gold buried in the corner of the yard.

It’s so reassuring.

I slept so sweet this night.

The next day the door was pushed, and there was a little salty snow on the ground in the yard.

I’m a little lazy to run, and I’ve packed more than 20 larvae and sent them to the Moon Building.

He left and went back and handed me money from my yard and told me one thing.

“Senior Yau of the Moon House asked you to talk to you in person. I’m sorry.

Intuitively told me there was a problem with the animal charcoal business with the Moon Building.

Looking at the grey sky, I wrinkled my frown, dressed in a thicker twirl, or in the snow, came to the back door of the moon building.

Knocked on the back door, didn’t see the good-tempered round face of the bird, only the last time the guacamole was seen.

“I was told to come. I’m sorry.

I told the florist that she had come to her place.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Doo Chiu cook tea at the door and saw me come and smiled softly: “It’s too cold, sit down and have a hot cup of tea. I’m sorry.

I sat across the street from Du Chiu.

Mrs. Du Chiu extended her hand and gently pushed a tea: “Mother, you can’t collect your larvae in the Moon House tomorrow.” I’m sorry.

I’m surprised.

Charcoal is the first business I’ve had to talk to the Moon House for the sake of the Emperor.

Moreover, even though sparrows are small and meat, and although they take over His Highness’s garments, larvae is also an asset.

I bowed my head, let the hot tea wet my eyelashes, and showed some pity without cause.

“and ask Auntie Chiu to tell us what was wrong with her? I’m sorry.

In the end, Du Chiu wanted to stop talking, but then she began to cry: “No less, I sent someone to the Moon House yesterday.” I’m sorry.

I took a deep breath, and my face was dark.

Are they going to kill them?

It’s about getting me out of here all the time.

Huh.

I took a deep breath and stood up and made a toast to Dooqiu:

“Thank you for telling me the truth. If you’re in any trouble, you can come to me. I’m sorry.

She gave me a gift: “No thanks, I hope the little lady values herself. I’m sorry.

I was in a bad mood when I was out of the Moon Building.

But I saw a woman crying.

Look at it, it’s sparrow.

The bird was still wearing the peach blossom I made her, and his tears were pouring out.

Her neck was bare with purple blood marks and her chin and eyes were blue.

My face has changed so fast that I have to walk forward: “What is wrong with you? What’s the problem? I’m sorry.

The sparrows soak, they don’t make sense.

She was soothing to her melon-faced woman: “The bird had a nice guy who had a long-term gift, and the man had a good temper, but the woman knew that he had broken up with the bird.” She had no choice but to hang on to her customers, and she had no luck, ran into three more guests, and she’d like to torture women.

The florist with the gourmet face said that something hurt his kind and sheds tears and lifts the bird’s cuffs.

“The woman who was born and killed was ours.” I’m sorry.

I covered my lips and looked at the lashes of the birds’ arms.

Close to the elbow, there are two pieces of copper in the size of a red and red burn.

It’s obvious that the guests were excited and burned with a red-hot pipe.

Life?

“Do you want to redeem yourself?” I’m sorry.

Now it’s time for the sparrow to freeze.

She forgets to cry and looks at me: “Slave has been separated from her family since she was a child, remembering it as a scrawny horse in the neighborhood of Yangzhou, and since she was 13 years old, she’s got a six-pack, and can’t cook a needle, and what else can a slave do without being a florist? I’m sorry.

“I’m going to open a shop in the capital, and I’m going to need a man who can talk to me and deal with the girls, but I need to stay here. I’m sorry.

“If you want to come with me, I can get you out of this fire. I’m sorry.

I looked at the sparrow and the florist with that gourmet face, and I said, solemnly.

I saw the sparrow, and the florist with the guacamole’s face pressed the wound on her. Promise the little lady. I’m sorry.

Then the flower girl with her face put on a smile, and said, “Mother, the bird herself has the savings of a reward and the money of a ransom. You can’t spend any money. She’s the best and the best of all things in the Moon House, and she can’t help you. I’m sorry.

And when that melon-faced woman pressed, the sparrow reacted in pain: “Serve is willing, only…”

The bird looked at the guacamole face on the side, and it seemed like it was.

“The little lady is your nobleman, who holds her hands firmly. Why do you want to go out of hell and look back?” We all have nice guests. How can you remember? Promise her. I’m sorry.

She said, “The florist of a melon’s face put her head down on me, and she put her head down and laughed at me.” I’m sorry.

It’s hard for a bird to get her head out of a melon-faced florist’s hand and to hesitate for a long time.

I can’t wait to break Doo Chiu’s door.

I was a little surprised to hear that I was going to redeem myself for the sparrow: “I saw a woman for the first time in many years in the Moon House… The young lady is a kind man, and she’ll make something else after you. I’m sorry.

She took the account book and took a long time in front of me and the guacamole-faced florist, which is the amount of silver she had to redeem.

Eleven taels, a nice-age flower girl’s price.

Life is like a weed.

I didn’t say much, but I took out 11 pieces of silver to Doo Chiu.

At that time, the flower girl had been redeemed and had to cross the court. She had taken the money and sent a police officer.

On the way to the police station, Chelsea went back to her room and packed something that could be taken away.

There are rules in the green house, and when the florist is redeemed, the little sister she made up with is to make her up with some jewelry.

The sparrow was burdened, and left behind her former sisters, and in a few moments her hands were filled with all kinds of jewelry.

And I looked in curiosity, most of them were velvet flowers, but a little better, a tumbled ear of silver.

The police arrived with the papers.

I’ve changed Chestnut’s green house to a handmaiden. I’ve got a handprint and a copy.

Seeing that I put my papers and my deeds together, Doo-chew waved, called the sparrow, pulled out a fragrance bracelet from her wrists and put it on her hand: “When I get out of here, listen to me.” I’m sorry.

“Yes, follow your sister’s advice.” I’m sorry.

Everything’s taken care of. I’m out of the rear door of the Moon Building with a sparrow and I’m going to the flat with snow.

Wait, wait, wait! Say a few words! I’m sorry.

There’s a sound coming from behind.

The florist with the gourmet face ran out of the moon building, panting to stop me and the bird.

“Mizun, you… you’re so precious. I’m sorry.

The peach blossoms of the sparrow’s hairs dyeed with a thin snow, with tears opening up at the florist with a melon face.

Famous women love to worship each other, a distant shadow, apparently the freckles worship their sisters in the Moon House.

Televised and told the sparrow that her eyes were red, and she put her hand in her arms and pulled out a green jade for the sparrow: “I have nothing to make up for you, except for my mother, who left me with a nice beak before she died. I’m sorry.

“You almost died in your stepmother’s hand because of it.

“Here, take it. “The remote shadow shoved the aphid in a tough and undesirable gesture to the sparrow.

Chelsea picked up the monkey and followed me three times.

I turned my head and looked in the direction of the Moon Building.

Snow’s weather, with a thin tweezer in its twirl, is still standing in front of the moon building, sending me the shadow of a bird’s departure.

Out of Guicon, I said, “How was the remote shadow sold into the Moon House?” I’m sorry.

The birds groan softly and their tears form ice in the snow.

“She was the daughter of a minor, and the mother died early, and the father died when she was eight years old, and the stepmother thought she was at home preventing herself from getting married again, so she went to the dentist and sold her.”

I didn’t talk.

Look away.

The winter winds and the heavens and the earth are white.

For a moment, it was only in the heart that women suffered.

But soon, I took pity.

Because I’ve just taken the sparrow back to the flat and walked down the alley, and I’ve been quietly told by the guys I hired:

“There’s just a bunch of glamorous men from somewhere, smashing your yard. I’m sorry.

I pulled my legs and ran home.

And then I saw the scene in the yard, and I almost passed it.

The door broke half of it, and the door was cut with a sharp instrument; the cabbage in the cellar was on the ground and snowed and muddled; all the beads in the rag room were torn to pieces and lined to pieces; the fire in the flat was torn to half, the cotton in the bed and the sheets were tossed to the ground, and there were messy footprints on it; the iron pots in the kitchen for cooking were torn apart; even the well water was torn down with ink!

What a city! What a city!

Break your life! Smash the yard behind!

I hate it all the time.

Fu Ta-wei will live with you all his life!

“Hey, Mom, why don’t we pack up?” I’m sorry.

And I gnawed my teeth and said to the sparrow, “Don’t pack, let’s report.” I’m sorry.

I left her alone to watch the yard, and I called the patrol soon.

The officers on the street had to look at the mess in the yard, took one or two of my silver and didn’t say anything, just said they would.

Cha? How long?

When they find out who they’re after, they’re going to catch Mr. Zhiguo or Fu Tian City?

It’s just that I’m a little girl with no power, so I can still have my money.

I’ll leave when I see him, and I’ll open my mouth behind him, “You have one day to solve the case…”

“This little lady, are you kidding?” I’m sorry.

“I am an embroidered lady who took over the business of the Emperor’s Palace and the Yang’s loft, but stayed here for a while.” In front of the officials, I was cold-faced and pointed forward at the torn-up cloth on the ground, and said, “If you can’t find out what this is about, then I will have no more than one hundred and fifty minutes to report to His Highness and the Yang’s lunacy.” Then I can’t help but say that it’s something else for you to be stripped of. I’m sorry.

I can’t stand to hang on to the chief’s office. “It’s too bad that the Emperor is under heaven’s feet, and I’m sure I’ll find you some of these. I’m sorry.

I’m just getting up here, and I’m trouping the officers, and I’m putting half of the silver in my head.

Watching the officials go far away, looking at my face, asking me carefully: “Mother, can we pack now?” I’m sorry.

“All right, you take care of the silk lines and the broken rags, sort them out by color,” I told the sparrows, “And don’t call me “mister” anymore, my name is too little, you can call me “too little” or “the boss.” I’m sorry.

I looked at the place where the money was buried while the bird was working on the line.

Fortunately, I covered it with straw, and the scabs didn’t find it.

After confirming that the money had not been lost, I knocked on the neighbour ‘ s door, borrowed water from a barrel of wells, washed the earth ‘ s radish and cabbage and laid them under the porch.

And then I asked two of them to come in and help with the well.

Then he went to the market and called the carpenter, saying he wanted to change the yard with a door and a new door.

The carpenter’s doorbells are ready, and the door is ready.

I sharpened the price with him, but the carpenter spared me a lock and a matching key.

I didn’t say anything. I had the carpenter put the lock on the door and paid him four bucks for it.

The mason was then brought in to help him, first by redrawing the bricks for the fire that he used to sleep, then by putting an ash around the courtyard wall, and by putting in a muffled piece of china to prevent another person from going over the wall.

The masons took me one or two or three bucks after they finished with the apprentices because of their hurry.

The iron pot is so rotten that it’s obviously useless.

It’s been expensive to buy a new one. I asked for help to get the pot to the blacksmith’s shop, and the blacksmith looked at it and said he could melt it and make me a new iron pot, and I’ll be here in three days.

I paid two bucks for the silver, put on the blacksmith’s shop, and I went back to the yard.

The well water had been rinsed and the two men had given a fortune.

They were sent away, and the sparrows came out of the grocery store: “Too little, the slaves are all ready.” I’m sorry.

I took a look in the storeroom.

The birds were careful, and at that point the silk line had been in the bamboo basket by colour and depth.

The rags were also re-engineered in the colour line, in another bamboo basket.

“Do you know how to do it?” I said, “I’ll ask Little.

“The slave is not very good, but there are women in the Moon House who help with the raccoon. “I’m back to Chelsea.

“Then I’ll do the laundry, you take the hand, the wood in the kitchen comes out, and the water starts. “I charge the birds.

As the iron pot had not yet been sent back, the sparrow knocked on the door of another neighbour, borrowed a jar and some soap horns and burned hot water in the kitchen.

I took scissors, I took the dirty covers off the face, saw the water open and went to the kitchen.

The rice oil and firewood that I hid behind the stove were not affected.

The wood was scattered, the well-built charcoal was crushed, and the black and grey charcoal powder was mixed with a piece of charcoal.

I’ll pack the firewood and then pick up the broom and clean the charcoal.

The charcoal can’t be sold, but it can be kept for cooking.

Clean up the kitchen, and the bird’s water is burned.

I poured hot water into the family’s only good wooden pot and mixed it with some wells and started washing the face with soap.

Half washed and someone knocked at the door.

Come on up and open the door.

It’s for the first officer, and it’s a swollen scab.

“This little lady, I’ve caught her. Do you want to be private or go to court? I’m sorry.

There were two types of civil disputes at that time: the court went to the court to bring the prosecutor to court, and the private court settled the dispute, and the two parties agreed on the amount of compensation to be paid to the court.

He was tied to his skin and kneeled on his knees and begged for forgiveness: “Little girl, please! I’ve taken one or two of their silver to make a fool of myself! You’re as beautiful as a fish. I’m sorry.

“I’m private,” I didn’t ask for forgiveness, and I put my hand between five or two silver cents on the table. “You’re tired in the cold. Take it to the bar.” I’m sorry.

Five taels of silver is not a minority.

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“This is in my hands, I know little girls have a breath, but they can’t kill people at will.” I’m sorry.

“You’re kidding me. I’m a embroidery. I’m a real deal. I looked at the officials.

He’s got my silver. That’s a clever thing to say.

The implication is that as long as he does not kill, he does not care about the rest.

“Chef, the cleaver is behind the stove. Take it out. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t bear to say anything to the bird.

The sparrows are busy.

I started scratching on my skin.

Well, cut what’s better.

“You don’t want to know who hired me.” I’m sorry.

I waved a wood knife with no face and Zigen cut off five fingers in the right hand.

“Don’t say it, I know. I’m sorry.

It’s either Fortien City itself or the Lady of the Coolies.

There’s no way to run these two in and out.

The blood was spilled and the sound of skin-throwing was heard throughout the alley.

A little step back and the face of the sparrow looked so pale and pale.

Even the officials on the side, they look a little ugly.

I paid my respects to the official: “Five fingers have been cut off and the blame is clear, please take him home.” I’m sorry.

The officials pulverized a skin, touched the sleeve unconsciously or dragged it away.

There was only long blood in the yard.

“Chef, get some sand and cover the blood. I’m sorry.

I ordered the birds to go to the groceries and rip a piece of rag and pick up the five fingers on the ground.

The sparrow calmed her heart and razed some dirt from the yard and covered her blood.

“Are you hungry? Pack up what you brought out from the Moon Building, come out with me, get something to eat and stay in the inn for the night. I’m sorry.

The ash over there is still dry, and it’s obvious we can’t sleep at home tonight.

The sparrow was shocked, but the tone was still gentle: “Slave is a bit hungry, too little, what should we eat?” I’m sorry.

At this point, there’s only a soup stand open.

Soon, Chelsea and I packed up and sat next to the crotch.

Nice.

It’s just warm and warm.

The bottom of the soup is made of pig bones, the skin is made of green bean noodles in white, and the platinum is scrawled with salt particles, twitched in the same direction, and it is pressed steadily into the skin, with purple and sea rice added to the soup.

When it came out, the boss had a green, green flower.

And beware of the hotness of the heat, We have made two of them, and We have gone down with their mouths tender and tender, and their skins like silk, smooth and tender.

Pick up the bowl and drink a lot.

Ah, it’s the fragrance of the rice and the purple! I feel like I’m back!

I ate two bowls of tumblers in my breath, but I felt like a twirl, and I felt so relieved.

And lay down the chopsticks and look at the slow-eating bird. We commanded her to wait for me, and I will buy something and come. I’m sorry.

The three bowls were 30 cents, and after I paid my boss, I slipped into the next stall and asked for two fried eggs.

The owner of the next stall took 15 of my coppers and took two raw eggs down the hot pot.

The combination of eggs and hot oil is so loud in silent nights.

The boss didn’t rush in with salt particles and peppers, then quickly swiped the shovels, dispersing half-condensed eggs and turning over.

In a while, the two fried eggs on the tarp covered with a tart.

I went back to the dumplings with a piece of oil, and I gave it to the sparrow.

“For me? “The bird looked at the fried eggs and hesitated to ask me.

“For you,” I noded, and said, “It was your first day at home, and I wanted to take you to a good meal. I’m sorry.

“Well, thank you so much. “The bird bites a little bit of an egg and shows a shy smile.

Tonight’s dreams are full of fried eggs.

The next day, me and Chevy were woken up by a knock on the door.

Sir, your hot water is at the door. I’m sorry.

In her own clothes, she brought back the hot-water canister, poured it in the jar, tried the water temperature, looked like I was awake in a half-dream, sighs, washed myself first, poured out the wastewater, poured the hot water back into the jar, pushed me up.

And I’m sorry to have to lie to my bed again and get up and wash.

As soon as it was done, Chevy asked, “Where are we going today?” I’m sorry.

“Go to West City, buy a bodyguard. I said to Chevy,

The fact that I was an unaccompanied woman only came to light after being beaten up.

Be careful, you’re alone.

There’s the biggest slave-trading market for the Emperor in West City, many of which were taken by the government after it defeated a foreign country.

And then, last night, when I went to bed, I heard a little gas.

I’m sure it’s not as good as it’s gonna be in the moon building.

I’m not being kind.

I’m going to do big business later, and it’s not decent to have scars on people around me.

After cleaning up, I asked Chevy to pack up something that wasn’t important and put it in her back.

Little was wounded, and after a fight, the back ended up on me.

First he took the sparrow to see the wounds, and the Pharmacy’s sitting doctor put on two ointments, for a total of seven bucks.

I paid to give the cream to the sparrow, I stopped a donkey car and gave the driver six plates: “Go to West City.” I’m sorry.

One advantage of the donkey car is that one person is also six coins and two are six.

There was always a pain in my heart when I spent six money alone, and now there’s six for two, and I’m taking advantage of it.

Soon, West City is here.

I didn’t have a comprehensible toothbrush and a toothbrush, so I went out to the West City with a sparrow.

The West City is a well-known slave-trading market in the Tedu, which is extremely popular and is accompanied by human beings.

A trail divides the market in two.

There are buyers on the left, and the voices that hold the toothbrushes and the traffickers in their bargaining ear.

I was there to listen.

There’s a woman who can’t give birth to her heir, who’s afraid that his uncle and uncle will come to buy a concubine. Being a wife; most of them are the masters of the Green House, whose eyes pick up all kinds of girls…

On the right is the seller, and it’s colorful.

There are those who are sick and have a huge debt to sell their daughters; those who have a gambling debt to sell their wives and sons; and those who have a family where their father dies and who sells themselves for burial … The most popular place is where officials sell, because people are showing off.

It is common for the servants of the State dynasty to be much more expensive than those of the average city.

I pulled the sparrow, stopped at the place where the officials sold, and carefully selected the guards.

There are many kinds of officials who sell slaves.

A young, gentle, gentle handmaiden, a powerful, dark, black Quinlonu, and a slave with blue eyes and yellow hair, said to have been captured by local natives during Western Asia …

For the first time, Chelsea saw this scene, with some fear and some flattering:

“If a slave is sick and unable to live, don’t bring him here to sell.” I’m sorry.

I sneezed and touched the sparrow’s hair:

“I gave you my penance to find a man who would work with a large family, and not sell you. I’m sorry.

“Moreover, you can call me Zhao or you can take me off. I’m sorry.

“Don’t worry so much, I’m not a tough master. I’m sorry.

That’s when I found myself with a smiley middle-aged man.

When I was finished, the middle-aged man, with a three-point-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-year-a-half-a-a-half-a-a-half-a-a-half-a-a-half-a-year-a-half-a-year-a-a-half-a-year-a-a-half-a-a-half-a-a-half-a-a-half-a-a-a-a-half-a-a-half-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a I’m sorry.

That’s the man who sells slaves.

“Sir, do you have any martial slaves? I’d like to buy one for a nursing home. I’m sorry.

I laughed at the middle-aged man and put a dozen coppers in his hand: “You are grown up and eat a fruit.” I’m sorry.

The middle-aged man was swinging, he didn’t take the copper, and he had the same smile:

“How can we take money from someone else? I’m sorry.

They have no rank, they have no official status, they are usually local gents or are of high birth, and they have little money.

But it’s one thing he’s missing, and I’ll give him another.

“It’s not sir, it’s grown-up.” I’m sorry.

“The adults are just and innocent, they are just cold, fearing that they will fail and that they will not spend any money to eat hot soup for a while. I’m sorry.

I smiled for the copper money, and I took a small bag of a dozen crystal-lit ice cane from my sleeve at the Pingjo fair and handed it back to middle-aged men.

This time, middle-aged men took sugar and started introducing me as well.

First of all, the captured Quinlunu, almost all of them are fine, and it’s easy to follow me out on a day-to-day basis and carry heavy matter.

But I hesitated, but I turned my hands down.

It is true that Kunlunu is a good piece of material for hard work, but when I eat too much, my heart hurts, and when I walk out with a black-skinned Kunlunu, it is too much to say.

Then a couple of large families made mistakes and were sold out of a nursing home.

So I asked the middle-aged man, “What have these people done wrong?” I’m sorry.

Then suddenly the middle-aged were embarrassed in their faces, and he whispered: “Fornication with a handmaiden in the house.” I’m sorry.

Then I don’t.

I’m not a queen, I’m a good-looking woman.

Fortune bit me like a mad dog, half because she thought I had taken a good life for her, and half because I was married to Ipbuchi.

She thinks I’m a good-looking man, and I’m sure I’m going to miss Ipbuchi, so she’s going to torture me.

Plus the chick was a second-class florist in the Moon Tower, and she was born with a very euphemism.

How big is my heart that a man of such colour and skill should be at home to look after our two weak women.

Then a few slaves were captured from Nueva.

The virtues are gentleness and loyalty, and the disadvantage is that martial arts are weak.

Even more so, I want someone who can guard the home. Can’t martial arts just be loyal and protect me and Little?

I looked around, and I couldn’t find the right person, and I groaned:

“Why don’t I go somewhere and eat sugar first? I’m sorry.

The number of slaves sold by the officer in charge is counted in the end-of-year test, and if they are sold too few, the superior will question them.

Listen, I’m leaving. Middle-aged men are a little anxious:

“Come on, little lady, I have another one here… except for the special circumstances. I’m sorry.

“Where is he special? I asked middle-aged men.

The middle-aged man bit his teeth and said, “He’s a good martial arts tribeman, but he’s got a special demand, he’s got a lot of whips and he’s hungry and he’s not gonna let go. I’m sorry.

Half an hour later, me and middle-aged men came to a giant cage.

In the middle of the cage was a young silent prairie man, who could be seen in his tenacious manner even when his clothes were broken and his braids scattered.

She was sitting next to an old woman in a prairie dress about 50 years old.

He said he could buy him, but he needed to buy his mother too. I’m sorry.

Middle-aged men are hard-headed to explain to me.

Ah, buy one.

“How’s his martial arts? I asked middle-aged men.

“In order to catch him, a group of men was killed and wounded in the army, and he finally caught his mother, and he surrendered with his sword. ” The middle-aged man smiled a little, but he had to sell to his mother because of his high kung fu and his price, so he asked a lot of questions and wanted a lot less. I’m sorry.

I was slightly moved by the fact that, although two people received more rations than one person, he held his mother hostage and did not listen.

Moreover, his mother was apparently not suffering from any disease and could have bought it to cook, burn and wash.

There were only three rooms in the yard, and he and his mother were a little narrow.

Thinking about it, the fire is big enough for me and the sparrows to go to sleep together, and before the doorboard was broken by the people of Fortien City, but I kept it, but I could just put a small bed on the wrong doorboard and put it to his mother in the grocery room, and he could lay his own kitchen down.

And when I was moved, I asked the middle-aged man, “How much is he and his mother? I’m sorry.

Middle-aged men outnumber three.

“3 taels of silver? I’ll take it. “My eyes are bright.

The middle-aged man laughed: “The little lady is joking with me, and the price of the official is 3 taels of gold.” I’m sorry.

Are you kidding me?

One gold to twelve silver, three gold to thirty-six silver.

In a famous green house like Chewie, only 11 taels of silver are redeemed!

Thirty-six is enough for me to buy a small, unnamed bouquet to stay in the store for the boys!

I can do that, but do I look that bad?

I’m going with the bird and I’m going: “Sell it, my lord, and I’ll leave you alone. I’m sorry.

The middle-aged man looked up at the sun, warmed up and stopped me a few steps ahead.

“Don’t go. Don’t go. I’m sorry.

I licked my teeth with my tongue, “two gold, two gold at most.” I’m sorry.

“It’s too little, add more. “The smile on the faces of middle-aged people is dying.”

And I waved, and I started to lie with my eyes open, saying, “That old lady is so old and ill that if she dies at home, I’ll have to say nothing, and I’ll have to pay for the coffin and the funeral, and the house will be a small house, and he will not be able to take care of his father.” If you really want to sell it, I’ll give you 20 cents for men. If you think it’s too small, then you can’t find a buyer who’s willing to sell it. I’m sorry.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a long time and ended up biting his teeth and stomping his feet: “Yes.” I’ll write the papers. I’m sorry.

It’s written. It’s a handprint. I looked at the name.

The man’s name is Shaher, his mother’s name is Alan.

Two men were released from the cage, but were still shackled.

After I paid 24 taels of silver, the middle-aged man gave me two keys.

That’s it, I got a bodyguard, a handy-working bitch.

He hired a donkey car to drag four of our men to the flat, just walked into the alley and Shaher suddenly spoke.

I didn’t know he was a prairie.

“You just cursed my mother to death. “He’s got a little bit of blood in his voice.”

I spent two or two dollars on a man!

How dare he stab me?

The anger sprung into my face, and I suddenly turned back and pointed at the imprint of his neck, and it was so loud:

“You can’t see who you are without being enslaved. I’m sorry.

“What hurt you and your mother? I repeat. I’m sorry.

Shahl’s face was as black as the bottom of the pot, but in the face of the situation, his head was down. Record number: YXA1MDvM4bDcRkNkBAlhwmwQ

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.