The young and nimble girls could still be considered, but the unmet demands of this unmarried spec were somewhat unnecessary, after all, other than the servants sold by large families who were already married, who else would be sold to such a place?
Mrs. Zhu thought deeply, but still hurried to make arrangements.
Soon, the small courtyard was full of people.
The families of those who could be sold were generally not well off, and naturally, they were all thin and sallow, dressed in tattered clothes.
However, although Mrs. Zhu was involved in the trade of human trafficking, none of the sold individuals bore scars; instead, their faces were lifelessly expressionless, filled with traces worn by life.
"This lady is from a good family. All of you must perform well. If you're chosen to enter a big household as a maid, at least you will have enough to eat. Don't look as though you've lost your parents. The lady is buying you to work, not to mourn..."
