The cold dishes were left for Jin Batian. I could eat them as side dishes when I woke up tomorrow morning. The cold dishes themselves were cold and I was not afraid of being kept overnight. The rest were meat and vegetables. Mingzhu and four innocent men all started to put the food into the food box together. On the way back, there were no need for four turtle slaves to carry them. When I came, I had only walked over and had not walked a few steps and the four girls did not bind their feet. But Shufangzhai, as the Changsan Hall of the Eight Great Hutongs, had to pay attention to this pomp.

At this time, the lights of Beiping City were already on, and Yanzhi Hutong was the most lively streets in Beijing at night mixed with prostitutes, guests, beggars, and refugees who were selling their children and daughters here.

It is true that this is a fire pit, but it can make you have enough food. Among the world-recognized methods of death, starvation is the longest and most uncomfortable. The world has been discussing two philosophical issues, perhaps a philosophical issue, that is, the first view is that some things are more important than life, and the second view is that nothing is more important than life.

According to a commander, when politicians are going to fight, they promote the first view, and when they are in peace negotiations, they promote the second view.

Mingyue, Mingxi and Mingyu distribute food to girls among refugees, and watch them eat it in one bite before they feel at ease - a few years ago this group was themselves, and they knew it was difficult to be refugees, and it was even more difficult for girls among refugees. Zhongtian family is a traditional agricultural country, and every family must first ensure that the basic labor force of the farmland in their homes has enough food, so there is a tradition of men eating first and women eating later in many places.

Seeing so many refugees displaced, Jin Batian was not in such a good mood, so he walked behind Mingzhu. Mingzhu touched Jin Batian with his elbow, and Jin Batian asked in his nasal voice: "Hmm?"

Mingzhu said badly: "That, my mother bought it from Datong, Shanxi, but it's not that she has a bare throat..."

"It's useless to say that it's so good, I'm not married."

"You are stupid. Now the world is so chaotic. How much can my mother earn if a gentleman goes out to marry? It's a matter of hundreds of yuan. How long do you think this industry can last? It's good to be popular for a few years. My mother also received the son of President Yuan back then. I think you are not the one who is short of money. It's not good to keep Ming Xier around you when you go out."

Mingxi's figure is far beyond her peers, and her bulge in front and back is also in line with Jin's aesthetic view. I don't care about the money. It's not a problem to buy the entire Shufangzhai after the millions of arms payments that were received today. The cash on her body also includes thousands of yuan in the bank's 100% redemption of the bill and several major oceans. Jin Batian was a little moved: "It's really as good as you said?"

"Tsk, if I talk nonsense, I will let you sleep in vain."

The angel and the demon in Jin Batian's heart were a little entangled for a while, and soon the devil defeated the angel and stepped on his feet. However, as a new figure, Jin Batian was not unreasonable. After Mingxi finished the food, he quietly pulled Mingxi's sleeve and left the crowd for a few steps and asked: "Mingxi, I want to redeem you, are you willing..."

"Mingxi, Mingxi... is willing to serve the master." Mingxi has thought about this countless times since she was sold to a brothel at a young age. It is better to be ridden by one person than ten thousand people. Even if ten thousand people are old and old, they will still have to get married. The man in front of him doesn't hate it - this is enough, there are not many choices that can be provided to Mingxi.

"That's good." After receiving this sentence, Jin Batian felt a little calm. This was not considered a bad person. The rest was money, but money was really nothing to Jin Batian. It was hard to say that the millions of dollars in the Bank of Communications were, and Jin Batian usually carried hundreds of oceans and tens of thousands of yuan in the Bank of Communications.

After coming to Shufangzhai, Yanzhi Hutong, Jin Batian asked Mingzhu to explain his purpose, Zhang's mother came up with a happy look and invited Mingxi and Jin Batian into the private room: "To be honest, Mingxi is the first child I bought. She grew up with my daughter Mingzhu. For ten years, I have raised her as my daughter..."

As she said that, Zhang's mother wiped two tears, and Mingxi's eyes turned red and secretly turned around to wipe her tears. After playing the family card, Zhang's mother took out Mingxi's body contract and said, "When she bought Mingxi's six-year-old Mingxi, she was worth 200 yuan. In the past ten years, she has not been talking about the rich clothes and food, reading and reading, and asking someone to teach piano, chess, calligraphy and painting..."

"Mom Zhang said a price."

"This is my intention. How can a mother sell her daughter?"

Isn't this just selling? Jin Batian ordered 5,000 yuan: "Since that's the case, this is a 100% redemption from the Bank of Communications, and it is a betrothal gift for Miss Mingxi."

When Zhang saw a pile of money, his eyes were a little straight, and he hugged the money with one hand and handed over Mingxi's body contract. He quickly counted the money and said, "This... what do you mean... Don't worry, Mr. Jin, I, as a mother, must marry Mingxi out in a grand manner. Do you think the auspicious day is good?"

"Just tonight, it's better to hit the sun than to catch up."

"So urgent?"

"It's very urgent." Jin Batian has no entertainment at night now, so he can only sleep on the lights (electric lights in Peking City are not popular either). This kind of nightlife has a strong meaning. If there is really no girl, you can die. No wonder so many rich people like to raise a troupe and set up a church at home. Now Jin Batian has a good understanding of them. Even if Jin Batian wants to play five and fight one, he must have the help of teachers Wudo.

Based on the principle of special matters, Zhang's mother was also happy and hired a sedan chair to carry the dowry to send the newcomers out. The dowry was two mahogany boxes, where Mingxi's clothes and bedding were new, including Zhang's mother and sisters, including Mingzhu.

Watching the sedan chair set off, Zhang's mother and Mingxi's sisters all gave each other with tears in their eyes. In short, being good at being a good person is still a good thing.

The sedan chair was carried back to the hotel - Jin Batian forgot to buy a house after playing this day. It was easy to buy a house in Peking in this era, and the price was not expensive. It was like buying a courtyard house in the city for about 5000 oceans. Back in the guest room, Mingxi lowered his head and shouted in a squeak: "Master."

Jin Batian hugged Mingxi and kissed her, comforted her and said, "I'll feel wronged in the hotel today, and I'll go see the house tomorrow."

Mingxi blushed and said, "Master, it's okay."

Jin Batian stretched his hand along Mingxi's neckline and asked, "It's so late, why not..."

"Master, wait a moment." Mingxi took out two red candles one and a half feet long from the dowry and lit them. He then removed the hotel bedding and replaced it with the new bedding he brought to his home.

Jin Batian nodded, as if he was like this: "Xi'er, serve the master to change his clothes." He said that he is really the prototype of Huang Shiren, and the gold is also yellow. It seems that the Jin family and the Huang family are the same family.
Chapter completed!