He stopped the half-thrown material with his hand down, and put the tools scattered on the side into the bag, but did not rush to return it.

Instead, he stopped a servant who was about to give an account to the inner courtyard after finishing the materials, and asked for several large sheets of shiny oiled paper.

The oil paper on the roof of the shed that can be used to prevent leakage on these rainy days is covered with all the materials they have made, one is to prevent bumps, and the other is to prevent rain.

After doing this, Shao Manchu pressed the corner of the oiled paper with the stone next to him, and when he raised his head again, he saw that the yard was full of wood chips and shavings.

Some people love cleanliness, and their work has always been from the beginning to the end.

He picked up a broom more than half a person high on the side of the yard, shoveled the finer debris such as shavings sawdust into the gray sack on the side, and piled the slightly larger wood such as wooden strips and blocks next to the shed in the yard.

The place where the shavings bags are placed is facing the direction of the back kitchen, and the place where the scraps are is still this yard.

Because I heard his father talk about the rules of carpentry work in other people's homes.

Unless the materials of the master's house are given by the other party himself, the craftsman who is a carpenter is not allowed to take a step out of the other party's house.

Of course, there are also different types of ingredients.

Something like wood shavings doesn't care too much about the owner.

Either fill it in the stove to make fuel, or give it to the carpenter to burn it at home.

That's why Shao Manchu handled it like this.

When he cleaned the place where the carpenters worked, the original mess of the place changed dramatically.

If the steward of the inventory comes, he only needs to look at it and he will be able to count the number.

Shao Manchu was also satisfied with the results of his work, he patted the dust on his hands, put the sorted tool pocket on his shoulder, and walked towards the place where Steward Li had a goatee.

What he didn't see was that at the arch of the door leading to the outer courtyard, a figure dressed in gray and wearing leggings was shrinking back.

Shao Manchu had to rush to the shed, looked at Steward Li in front of him, and wrote on the registration book.

Shao ...... Full...... Store up...... One ......"

Accidentally, I also read out some words written by Steward Li.

It's kind of interesting.

Steward Li paused with the stroke of his pen, and was surprised: "You still know how to read?"

Shao Manchu, who was asked, was rarely embarrassed, he pinched the tool sack in his hand, and returned a little nervously: "No, I can't read." ”

"It's just that when I set up a monument for my father and mother, I consulted the old Xiucai who helped people in the town write letters, and I recognized the words on the inscription, and by the way, I also taught my own name. ”

"As for the number you registered, it was taught to me by the gentleman in the bookkeeping office the last time I came to the courtyard to receive the labor certificate. ”

"I only know these dozen words, and I don't know anything about them. ”

Hearing this, Steward Li was not disappointed, but stared at Shao Manchu carefully, and after some consideration, the pen in his hand moved again.

When he finished registering the tools, he beckoned to Shao Manchu, pointed to the piece of paper he had just written, and pointed out the two words in the first line of toolbars: "Axe ......"

"These two words are axes, and if you write them down carefully, there will be two more words you know. ”

"Don't worry, it's a good thing to want to be literate, whether it's a farmer or a craftsman, as long as you want to go to school, that's a good thing. ”

"If you want to learn, you can come to me every day when you have free time, and I don't teach you anything about it, but only recognize it from the words on your hand. ”

"You're a little older now, and your family is in that situation, taking time to study is the best way you can choose. ”

"Today, you will recognize two, tomorrow you will recognize three, over the years, you will be able to recognize all the words in those books. ”

"How about it? Would you like to learn from me?"

Yes, yes, so willing.

After hearing these words, Shao Manchu's eyes burst out with a brilliant light.

That kind of unconcealable gratitude and excitement also infected this old man who didn't seem to have anything in his heart, causing the old man, who had never seen a small appearance for a day, pinching his beard and smiling with satisfaction: "That's it!"

"I see, you write down the axe today, and we'll study it tomorrow. ”

It's time to teach him.

Shao Manchu was really happy, he said, 'Hey!', he stroked the stroke of the axe with his fingers, and desperately memorized these two words in his mind.

After making sure that he would not forget it again, he returned the tool bag he was carrying in his hand to the distance, bowed to Steward Li, who had already packed up the small table and was about to return home, and ran along the gravel road to the backyard of the Chu family.

He's going to hire his steward, and get his wages for today.

Walking the way to the account room again, Shao Manchu was a little less cramped, even if he detoured from the outer courtyard, it would only be a moment.

In the corridor of the account room, where he thought he should be the only one left, there was another person waiting for him.

"Steward Zhang?"

This day's work was not done in vain, Shao Manchu had already inquired a lot of news from the servants of the first family who came and went through the side knocks.

The eccentric steward who squatted at the back door and recruited workers was surnamed Zhang, and he was a rare steward with real power both inside and outside.

Don't look at his usual performance is quite unreliable, but in this courtyard, when it comes to poets and people, he is a good hand.

Steward Zhang just has a little more hobbies and self-awareness than others...... It's just a slight deviation.

If this steward hadn't moved himself closer to the cultural person, he would definitely be a qualified steward.

Thinking of this, Shao Manchu was slightly sympathetic, and when he spoke, he was also a little gentle.

And the steward Zhang also accepted Shao Manchu's greeting very calmly, and responded: "Come here to get paid?"

"Then you will be able to support me. ”

"The chief steward sent someone to inform the bookkeeper and the stewards of various places as early as a year ago, and gave you some special care, and the wages could be paid daily. ”

"Wow!" Speaking of this, Steward Zhang took out a small blue cloth bag from his waist and stuffed it into Shao Manchu's hand.

"Count your wages for the day. Only work on the water pavilion for one day, and you can come to me for a day. ”

This is convenient, Shao Man has nothing to do.

He took the small cloth bag, opened the mouth of the bag, and peeked into it.

A few yellow-orange coins were staggered together, lying quietly at the bottom of the bag, and it should be good to see how much it was.

Now that he has got the money, Shao Manchu doesn't want to delay any longer.

He thanked Steward Zhang in front of him, turned around and wanted to walk towards the back door.