When Song Wei and Wen Wan arrived at the broker's, they were unsurprised to see the little girl they had anticipated.
Even if she was a Yao Jie, having been carefully dressed up, she merely appeared to be a pure and lively legitimate maid.
Wen Wan quickly looked away, considering that when it came to dealing with Song Wei, Hao Yun was indeed meticulous, becoming more attentive each time.
The shopkeeper was merely a middleman; it was the broker who had the people. Now, she had brought them all out to stand in a line.
Those who could afford to purchase servants were generally respectable families. Once chosen, their future would be to serve these families.
So unless the master spoke, the maids and old women all bowed their heads, even their breathing intentionally subdued.
Song Wei pointed at a fat woman on the left, "I think this one is not bad."
