After hearing what he said, Qingfeng nodded repeatedly, pretending to be grateful, and kept repeating it.

"Thank you, uncle! Thank you, uncle..."

The middle-aged man felt a little secretly proud. The little kid really knew nothing. He was still thanking him after buying it for five taels of silver.

Little did he know that he was worth more than five taels, but that was good. If he had an extra dozen taels, he could put it in his pocket. His luck today was really good!

"By the way, little guy, what is your surname and name, where your home lives, and who else is there in your home, tell me all these, I will write them on the contract for the sale in a while."

The middle-aged man asked in a hurry.

When Su Muwan came, she guessed that someone would ask about these questions, so she asked someone to inquire about some information in advance and arranged a half-true identity for the fake father and son Qingfeng and Mo Yan.

Qingfeng said it calmly according to the previous words of good deeds.

"Uncle, my little family lives in Lihe Village, ten miles west of the city. It is named Li Xiaofeng. My father is Li Dashuan. There are no relatives in the family except my father and son. Now, as soon as my father dies, I am the only one left."

Seeing Qingfeng saying it was pitiful, the middle-aged man was rarely aroused by some conscience, and decided to give him one tael of silver at a moment.

"Okay, you wait here first. I'll go in and write the contract for sale first. You have to think clearly. Once you sign the contract for sale, you will be a member of my prefect's mansion and die a ghost of my prefect's mansion!"

Qingfeng nodded repeatedly, with a serious expression on his face and generous speeches.

"Uncle, these young people know that as long as they can bury my father, not to mention buying me for the rest of their lives, they can even take my life now!"

The middle-aged man was a little surprised. He had bought a lot of servants in the past, but he had never encountered such a filial person.

"You are a filial son, and your father will not lose his life."

After saying that, he walked in through the back door again, and Liu Qingfeng stood alone.

Mo Yu in the straw mat heard the conversation between the two people. While there was no one at that time, he quickly opened his eyes. The feeling of motion was too bad for him.

When Qingfeng said just now that he was being held to death, Mo Yu could hardly help laughing. Fortunately, he had been training in Shangguan Yu's secret camp for so long, so he still had the ability to control himself.

However, this little guy helped him think of a way to die, and he actually said that he was suffocating to death.

Mo Yu decided to deal with this little guy when there is no one in a while. No matter what, he, a "father", will have this right.

When Mo Yu heard the sound of the door being pushed open, he quickly closed his eyes and continued to play the corpse very dedicatedly.

"Come on, little guy, you press your handprint on it and you can use the money to buy a coffin...Hey, where is my seal?"

The middle-aged man walked out of the door and handed the two pieces of paper in his hand to Qingfeng, but he came over in a hurry and forgot to bring the seal.

He cursed in a low voice and prepared to go back.

"No need, uncle, I have a way!"

As Qingfeng said that, he bit the finger of his right hand hard and pressed his handprints on two pieces of paper with blood.

The middle-aged man looked at him with decisive behavior, thinking that this child was a talented person and was just right to do things with him in the future.

So he smiled on his face, "I am the butler in the prefect's mansion. Just call me Butler Hu in the future. Don't call me the uncle anymore. When you arrive at the mansion, you can follow me to do things!"

Qingfeng nodded while handing him over the contract to sell his body.

"Thank you, butler Hu. Then the young one will grow old with you from now on. The young one will definitely live up to the expectations of Butler Hu!"

"Okay, this is your selling silver. Although it is a good price, I will give you one or two more for the sake of being a filial son. You can buy your father a better coffin."

Qingfeng's eyes lit up, he took the purse from him, and hurriedly began to nod and thank him.

Mr. Hu waved his hand and said, "Don't be busy anymore. Go and buy a coffin and bury your father. After burying, remember to come back quickly and go straight into this back door to find me. I and the guardians said hello."

He thought about it and said with a stern face: "I'll tell you first, don't think about running away with money. The master in our mansion is the prefect. It would be easy to catch you alone, do you know?"

"I understand, don't worry, Butler Hu. I can eat and wear warmly here in the future, so I won't run away casually."

Then Qingfeng pulled the cart and left the city with Mo Yu above. Seeing that no one followed behind, he went to meet Su Muwan and others.

Seeing that he finally didn't have to install a body, Mo Yu jumped out of the cart. If someone else saw it, he would think it was a zombie.

The first thing he did when he got up was to run to rub Qingfeng's face.

"Good boy, what's wrong with saying that I'm going to be able to die of suffocation. I think I'll be pissed to death by you sooner or later!"

After seeing the two of them having sex, Su Muwan began to ask about the situation.

After learning that everything was going well, she felt relieved and began to remind Qingfeng.

"After you arrive at the mansion, you must be careful in everything and not be discovered by others. The most important thing is to talk to Du Yueniang. If there is any situation, find a way to send a message outside. I will send someone to guard the back door and be ready to answer your questions at all times."

Seeing that she was very worried about her, Qingfeng patted her chest.

"Don't worry, Princess, I could have been as busy as a fish in the Black Wind Village in the past, but now this small prefect's mansion can't trap me."

After hearing what he said, Mo Yu sneered coldly.

"Little guy, you are not tall and have a big tone. Remember not to show off when you have any problems. Brother Mo Yu is ready to save you at any time!"

Qingfeng knew that everyone was actually very concerned about him, and felt warm in his heart, but he still teased Mo Yu without forgiving his mouth.

"I understand, my daddy who has been so tedious, why are you so nagging!"

Mo Yu was so angry that he shouted quickly: "Hey, you naughty child! Look at me not dealing with you this time!"

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When Su Muwan saw that the time was almost the same, she let Qingfeng return to the prefect's mansion alone, hoping that he could be safe and not make any mistakes.

After he entered the mansion, he did not meet Mr. Hu this time, but a servant in the mansion.

"You are Xiaofeng, who is the one who is talking about by Butler Hu. Now there are guests coming to the house. He is helping the master in front of you. You can follow me to the kitchen to help first. I'll tell you, you can be smarter later."

Qingfeng nodded very well, with gratitude in his eyes.

"Thank you for your advice, don't worry, I will definitely pay attention."

"Okay, you can change the clothes on your body first. This is the clothes worn by the people of our house. Just wear this!"

Qingfeng took the gray-brown clothes from him and put them on his body in just a few seconds.

He was unwilling to take off his clothes, after all, there were a lot of "good things" inside, and these things might come in handy at any time.

Seeing that Qingfeng had put on his clothes, the servant hurriedly pulled him away.

"Let's move quickly, let's go quickly. Everyone in the kitchen is in a mess now."

This mailman is named Dasong. He is enthusiastic and has mentioned many things along the way. In addition, Qingfeng's mouth is so good. After just a while, Qingsong wanted to treat him as his younger brother.

When he arrived at the kitchen, it was as he said, and everyone was busy with energy and no one was idle.

A chef saw the two of them and started yelling.

"Dasong, hurry up and go to the hall to deliver dishes, but be careful. These dishes are made from delicacies. You can buy the lives of both of you at a price of one plate. You must be careful not to fall!"

Then he looked at Qingfeng again and saw that he was short and very thin, so he felt a little contemptuous.

He cursed in his mouth, "That old fox, I know how to be greedy for cheap things. What kind of work can I do if I buy such a small servant!"

But there is no way. Now that people have bought it, they just use it.

The chef curled his lips, thought for a long time, and finally spoke coldly.

"Hey, that little guy, go to Cuiyuxuan to deliver food to that person!"

Qingfeng was about to ask who the residence of Cuiyuxuan, but when Dasong's face changed, he spoke in panic and argued.

"Chef Huang, this is a new arrival, it's not good for you to let him go there to deliver food. If that person starts crazy, he will not be able to resist it!"

Chef Huang snorted coldly and glanced here with disdain.

"What, even if he is short, he is still a man. Can't he deal with a crazy woman? Besides, since he has been sold to our mansion to do things, he naturally has to obey the instructions. It's not his turn to be picky!"

"This!...this won't work, otherwise I'll go for him..."

Before Dasong could finish his words, Qingfeng grabbed his sleeve and shook his head at him.

"Brother Dasong, it's okay. Since Chef Huang has given the order, I'll just go, but I don't know where this broken Yuxuan is?"

Seeing that his expression was very calm, Dasong pulled him over and explained his expression very seriously.

"Xiaofeng, this Cuiyuxuan is on the west side of our mansion. You must remember! Deliver the food there and come back quickly. Don't stay there for too long, do you know?"

Qingfeng nodded. Dasong had to say a few more words to him, but Chef Huang began to urge him again.

"Dasong! Come here quickly to serve the dishes. When will you be delayed? If the dishes are cold and taste bad, I will also deal with you!"

After hearing this, Dasong had to look at Qingfeng with concern and turned around to serve the dishes.

After his figure disappeared from the kitchen, Chef Huang handed over a rice basket and asked Qingfeng to deliver the meal quickly.
Chapter completed!