Of course, building a road can't be called an infrastructure maniac, but Feng Yong not only wants to renovate all the roads in the textile workshop, but also starts construction next to the small courtyard where they live to build another courtyard.

Then, not far from the small courtyard, another area was set aside to prepare for large-scale construction.

The construction of three places at the same time can be regarded as a major project in this year.

That is, because there are people under him, Feng Yongcai has the capital to become an infrastructure madman.

Fortunately, these three construction sites are not far away, and whether it is in Nanzheng or here, they have built houses with bricks and tiles, and there is a team of skilled construction workers under him.

So in addition to building roads, he needs to keep an eye on it, but he doesn't need to watch it all the time when building a house.

Otherwise, it's not enough to chop him in half.

At noon on this day, Feng Yong rushed from the construction site of the road to the construction site of the house, and when he passed by the big house of the textile workshop on the way, he saw several people standing at the door of the textile workshop, one of whom was Li Mu.

She looked as if she was lecturing to the women in front of her.

This is not a strange thing, after all, Li Mu is now the chief steward of the textile workshop, and it is normal to preach to the people below.

Even in Feng Yong's eyes, this is what a steward really looks like.

Unlike Guan Ji, as long as nothing happens to the textile workshop, she will not say a word.

Whether Li Mu can do this job is still uncertain.

Let's hope she doesn't let herself down.

So Feng Yong didn't want to meddle in the matter in front of him, but the figure behind Li Mu made him have to stop and watch.

Quietly get closer, yes, it's Ame.

This girl, why did she get involved with Li Mu?

I saw that she looked anxious, her hands were twisted around the corners of her clothes, and she wanted to open her mouth several times to say something, but she didn't say it, and she didn't know whether she didn't know how to speak or didn't dare to speak.

Li Mu's expression was serious, and it could even be said that he was so stern.

It's not too close, and I can only vaguely hear what doesn't count, and I want to report it or something like that.

Ah Mei looked around like a helper, but she didn't expect to see a familiar figure, her eyes lit up, and she was about to speak, but she saw Feng Yong waving her hand and turning away.

Li Mu is now in the rookie stage, and it is the time to establish authority, if Feng Yong intervenes at this time, not only will Li Mu not be able to let go of her hands and feet in the future, but also will hit her prestige in front of her subordinates.

This was not Feng Yong's intention to let her be in charge.

Rightly or wrongly, always let her do it first.

Feng Yong didn't believe that Li Mu dared to have any bad intentions, and took 10,000 steps back and said, even if she had any different intentions, Feng Yong was not worried.

In later generations, there were labor laws, so that those vampire capitalists did not dare to be too presumptuous.

Employees with a little personality directly pack up their things and fire the boss, which abounds.

But here, the heart, spleen, liver, and lungs of the workers belong to them from the inside out, and if someone is really fat, it is a big deal to cut off a few heads, and then send the rest to the mine, where they are waiting for their men to go down to the mine!

Whoever is tired of living a stable life, Feng Yong doesn't mind letting him go underground to see the scenery.

After seeing the other two construction sites, Feng Yong returned to his small courtyard, took off the helmet made of wicker, and patted the soil on his body again.

Ah Mei had already returned, and came to serve Feng Yong to wash his hands and face, and then brought the lunch to him.

"Where's Sanniang?"

Seeing that Guan Ji was not there, Feng Yong asked a little strangely.

Needless to say, Zhao Guang and Wang Xun also have their own things to do, so they rarely come over to eat together now.

"Guan Niangzi said, her body is not very comfortable, and now she is resting in the room, let the lord eat first."

Ah Mei set the dishes and chopsticks and explained.

"Uncomfortable?"

When Feng Yong heard this, he immediately asked worriedly, "Are you sick?" ”

Guan Ji has been practicing martial arts all year round and has always been in good health, how could she suddenly get sick?

Amei's face was slightly red, and she shook her head and said, "I'm not sick, it's just a stomachache, and I'll be fine in a few days." ”

How many days will it be?

Looking at Amei's expression, Feng Yong suddenly understood.

I had never seen Guan Ji have this kind of problem before, Feng Yong thought it was because of her good physical fitness, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

"Sanniang, it seems like nothing like this before, right?"

Feng Yong thought about it, and asked Ah Mei uncertainly.

Ah Mei didn't expect the lord to even ask about such a thing, and her face turned even redder at the moment.

"Before...... Guan Niangzi doesn't seem to have ...... Somehow, these two months have become like this. ”

When the lord asked, Amei had to answer even if she was embarrassed.

Feng Tu turtle didn't look embarrassed at all, he thought about it, and said to Ah Mei, "Have you ever drunk ginger soup?" ”

"I've already drunk it."

Feng Yong nodded, and sighed with some regret, if only there was brown sugar.

I was a little worried about Guan Ji, so I hurriedly picked up a few bites of food, I wanted to go to see Guan Ji, but when I looked at the sun, it was noon, which was the most sleepy time of the day.

Asking Amei to put away her diet, Feng Yong walked back and forth a few steps, and was about to rest for a while, but saw Amei walking back again.

"Don't you want to eat?"

Feng Yong asked strangely.

As a subordinate, Amei has always waited for Feng Yong to finish eating before she can eat herself.

Ame shook her head, as if she had something to say, but she couldn't say it.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, after following me for so long, are you still afraid that I will eat you?"

Feng Yong hates Amei's temperament the most, she is soft, which makes people angry at first sight.

Coupled with worrying about Guan Ji, my heart was a little unhappy, and my tone was not so good.

"Yes...... Lord, there is one thing I want to ...... I want to ask the Lord. ”

After holding back for a long time, seeing Feng Yong impatiently turn around to leave her, Amei finally plucked up the courage to say.

"What's the matter?"

"Lord, is it possible for the weavers in the textile workshop to register as long as they can weave cloth?"

"What are you asking for?"

Feng Yong asked strangely, "When did you care about the affairs of the workshop?" ”

I used to want her to be in charge of the textile workshop, but unfortunately she was not angry, and her temperament was soft, otherwise Feng Yong would not have let Li Mu be in charge.

Unexpectedly, today I took the initiative to ask about the textile workshop.

It's just that seeing her squeak again, Feng Yong had to explain impatiently, "It's not that you can weave the cloth, but it depends on whether you can weave enough cloth within the specified time." ”

"However, today Mrs. Li will not register people...... "Ah Mei stammered a little, "I have woven enough cloth, and Mrs. Li still disagrees." ”

Feng Yong then remembered the scene he saw in the textile workshop.

"Is there such a thing?"