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Chapter 957

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To be honest, in Lü Shu's mind, there were no benefits that could make him sell himself as a slave. Not to mention a first-grade cultivation technique, even a Great Grandmaster-level technique was out of the question.

Sun Zhongyang waved his hand and said bluntly, "I don't like people who sell themselves for some benefits the most. Are there any others?"

The old steward smiled and said, "I'll give you another batch, but you have to understand that the best ones usually have their own reasons for coming to the market. Street children aren't qualified to enter."

"I mean, are there those …" Sun Zhongyang hesitated for a moment. "You mean those with fair skin, good looks, and good temperament? It would be best if they also know a little bit of the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. It would be even better if they also know some poems and poems of the king. "

When Sun Zhongyang said this, the old steward understood what was going on.

Lü Shu was suddenly speechless. So the Royal City competed with these kinds of slaves … What was the difference between this and competing with concubines in ancient times on Earth?

Lü Shu felt that there was nothing to look at with these kinds of slaves … Wait a minute, why did you bring a man here …

The old steward brought more than ten people this time, and in the end, half of them were men. Moreover, Lü Shu suddenly realized that a Royal City genius next to Sun Zhongyang was suddenly a little excited …

He really couldn't understand this world more and more.

Lü Xiaoyu glanced at Lü Shu. "How is it?"

Lü Shu said righteously, "I hate these kinds of people who sell themselves for some benefits the most."

The old steward glanced at him and said to Sun Zhongyang, "They all have their own merits in terms of poetry and songs. Do you want to let them perform for you?"

Sun Zhongyang said excitedly, "Let one of them recite two poems and poems of the king."

Lü Shu thought to himself, You're a young man of literature and art? Your temperament doesn't seem like it!

However, at this moment, a beautiful female slave dressed in a long green dress proudly said, "I heard you just said that you don't like slaves who sell themselves for a little profit, but you may have misunderstood. In the inner court, it's not only the masters who choose their slaves, but the slaves also have to choose their masters. It's easy for you to make us recite Wang Shi's Wang Ci, but who knows if we've been wronged by you?"

Lü Shu was stunned for a long time. The slaves here actually dared to speak like this? Could it be that his understanding of this world was not enough?

Or what Zhang Weiyu had said to him before, that slaves who had the knowledge to be teachers would not only not be abused by the slave owners, but would also be respected by the slave owners. Was this true?

Lü Shu noticed that Sun Zhongyang and the others didn't fly into a rage and rush up to slap this green-dressed girl. Instead, they had a thoughtful expression.

Lü Xiaoyu said coldly in a low voice, "It's just a marketing ploy."

Suddenly, Sun Zhongyang laughed loudly and said, "How about this, let's play a game. Each person will recite Wang Shi's Wang Ci, so that everyone can see clearly who they are. I'll go first. You live at the end of the Yangtze River!"

The person next to him smiled and said, "I live at the end of the Yangtze River."

"I miss you every day, but don't see you." One person answered.

As a result, Lü Shu was surprised to find that it was his turn. What was the second half of the sentence again?

Everyone looked at Lü Shu, and Lü Shu pondered for two seconds. "Build a new countryside?"

"Negative emotion points from Sun Zhongyang, + 666!"

"Negative emotion points from Mo Xiaoya, + 666!"

"Negative emotion points from …"

Sun Zhongyang's whole person was not good. They were drinking the Yangtze River water together, and you were building a new countryside? What the hell was building a new countryside!

The originally elegant atmosphere was suddenly destroyed.

Lü Shu also noticed that everyone's faces seemed to have darkened. He coughed twice and stood up. "Ahem, why don't we go back to the merchants first? You guys enjoy yourselves."

This slave market was really boring, so Lü Shu did not want to stay here anymore. He really could not play the things that scholars liked to play.

But at this moment, the lady in the green dress suddenly said, "If you don't mind, I'm willing to sell myself to be your slave."

Lü Shu pointed at himself. "Me?"

The lady in the green dress smiled and nodded. "That's right."

Lü Shu was stunned for a moment and asked, "Did you eat too much in the afternoon …?"

"Negative emotion points from Xu Mujun, + 199!"

Sun Zhongyang and the others were also in a state of confusion. Just a moment ago, she looked like she looked down on Shan Pao. Why did she take the initiative to sell herself to Shan Pao as a slave? Was she serious? In the eyes of Sun Zhongyang and the others, just based on Lü Shu's words about building a new countryside, it was really not a loss to call Lü Shu a mountain pao …

Sun Zhongyang was a little confused. "Lady, we have all kinds of young talents here. Some are rich, some are powerful, some have power …"

Before he could finish, the lady called Xu Mujun suddenly said, "I choose the good-looking one."

"Negative emotion points from Sun Zhongyang …"

Lü Xiaoyu suddenly fell into deep thought. This world was a little too strange. On Earth, although Lü Shu had delicate features, he definitely couldn't be considered good-looking. Only Carol, that love-struck fool, would say that about Lü Shu.

Therefore, Lü Xiaoyu was wondering if there was something wrong with this world's aesthetics, or if there was something wrong with Lü Shu's identity, causing everyone to be forced to think that Lü Shu was good-looking.

If there really was something wrong with Lü Shu's identity, then where could they find the answer to the question?

Lü Xiaoyu asked Lü Shu in a low voice, "Don't you think there's something strange about this place?"

Lü Shu asked curiously, "What's strange?"

Lü Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "Why do you think everyone here thinks you're good-looking?"

Lü Shu pondered for two seconds. "Because I'm really good-looking?"

"Negative emotion points from Lü Xiaoyu, + 666!"

Lü Xiaoyu looked coldly at Lü Shu. "You're really good at bragging, messing up my train of thought."

At this moment, Lü Shu looked at Xu Mujun and said sincerely, "Miss, I don't have money to buy you. I still have other uses for my money."

No money? Sun Zhongyang and the others glanced at Lü Shu. Even Mo Xiaoya and the other girls were a little surprised. Out of all the men they had met, which one of them didn't like to brag and boast about themselves to the skies in hopes of attracting the attention of girls? Yet, this young man's attitude of saying that he had no money actually made people feel quite comfortable and especially at ease.

Xu Mujun said calmly, "I have money. If you don't mind, my money is your money."

At that moment … Lü Shu was tempted …

Meanwhile, Sun Zhongyang and the others were shocked. Was she selling herself as a slave or buying herself a master? They didn't understand what she was trying to do!

Lü Xiaoyu was also a little confused. She originally thought that this Xu Mujun was putting on such an arrogant attitude because she was playing a marketing trick, but it didn't seem like it now. She said to Lü Shu, "She must be plotting something!"

Lü Shu's face was dark. "That's right. I can see it too. She's after my beauty."

At this moment, in the Xidu Palace, Wen Zaifou was cursing loudly. "Damn it! Why is it so hard to get someone by his side? He must be crazy! "

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