A bucket of brine was poured down, and after half a day, the bottom of the filter bucket began to slowly drip down, looking at the brine at the bottom of this bucket that was obviously several times smaller than before, Zhao Yi's heart once again burst with incomparable confidence.

Glancing back at the housekeeper Feng who was drinking tea under the rain corridor, he Zhao Yi was like a monkey with his tail cocked to the sky, but unfortunately people didn't look at him at all, just lowered his head and quietly tasted tea.

Zhao Yi snorted coldly and walked over, but listened to the housekeeper Feng who was drinking tea and asked, "Why did you come over without staring at the pot?" ”

Zhao Yi laughed, sat opposite the housekeeper with another bowl of tea on the table, and said confidently: "What is there to look at?" If this pot still doesn't work today, Lao Tzu will take off his head and kick it for you. ”

Butler Feng scraped the tea bowl and smiled slightly: "I hope so, you must know that the Shu brocade you just used our master has collected it for many years, and if you waste it today, a head...... Hey! But it's not enough to pay. ”

"Poof......

The tea that Zhao Yi just drank into his mouth squirted out instantly, grabbed the tea bowl with both hands and said, "What did you just say?" Is that silk worth a thousand gold? ”

Steward Feng narrowed his eyes and said: "That's right, that Shu brocade is from the hands of a famous artist, and you can see how beautiful it is." The eldest lady of our family has quarreled with the master for many years, and the old man has nothing to do if she wants to make a belly pocket with that material, and now she is all troubled by you, do you think your head is enough to compensate? ”

As soon as he heard that the Shu brocade was so valuable, Zhao Yi still had the heart to drink tea, stood up and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

"Earlier? Didn't you ask me to get you the best silk? The old man even brought you Shu Mian, who was locked in the study, I hope you don't let me down, otherwise you won't let me down, otherwise ......"

Zhao Yi didn't wait for the butler to finish speaking, then dropped the tea bowl and ran back to the big stove, kicked open the nursing home where the salt was boiling, and took charge of the spoon himself.

As the brine gradually evaporated, circles of white salt grains slowly appeared on the rim of the pot.

White, very white is whiter than all the brine salt he has boiled before, and he can't see a little slag better than the white snow on the top of the mountain, looking at such a good salt Zhao Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Waiting for the brine at the bottom of the pot to boil completely dry, Zhao Yi didn't care about the boiling heat in the pot, so he immediately poked a little salt with his fingers and put it in his mouth to taste it, but he was dumbfounded.

Looking at Zhao Yi, who was standing in front of the pot like an ice sculpture, the butler couldn't help but stretch his neck at this moment, did it or not?

Putting aside personal grievances, the butler really hopes that Zhao Yi can succeed this time, because the business under the name of the man in white has reached a bottleneck, and there are two ways to break through this bottleneck, one is to get the official body and take off the hat of the businessman.

The second is to rely on the powerful and use the protection of the powerful to make the business bigger.

But relying on the powerful is the next policy that can only be thought of when they have to do so, and having an official is the best policy, so today's Tian family needs this salt sacrifice very much.

And as the saying goes, the big river is full of water, and the owner is developed, and there is no benefit to be made for the housekeeper to be rich?

It's just this Zhao Yi...... Thinking of this, the housekeeper had to put down the tea bowl and walked over, ignoring Zhao Yi, who was already stupid, but saw that the refined salt in the pot was indeed much whiter than before, so he pointed to the refined salt in the pot to the nursing home next to him, and the nursing home scooped it up with a big spoon.

The housekeeper dipped a little bit of his finger in his mouth and tasted it, his brows instantly furrowed, he spat fiercely, snatched the salt spoon in the hand of the nurse and said to Zhao Yi: "This is the refined salt that you swear to be able to boil?" ”

The angry shout of the housekeeper also made Zhao Yi wake up instantly, he knew that he was finished, completely finished, not only did he not boil out the refined salt this time, but the priceless Shu brocade was also ruined by himself.

Zhao Yi, who was sweating profusely, hurriedly said: "Butler Feng, listen to my explanation......"

"Explain a fart!" Butler Feng slammed the salt spoon in his hand to the ground, and said to the nurse beside him: "Tie this dog thing to me!" ”

Zhao Yi was taken aback, looking at the courtyard full of ill-intentioned nurses, as the third master of Shenmu Village, his name can also be ranked in the green forest, where is such a character willing to be arrested.

Without waiting for the Tian family's courtyard to rush up, he jumped on the roof in an instant and wanted to escape from the roof, but unfortunately before he could use his strength again to fly the eaves and walk the wall, he was shot down by the head of the courtyard with a hand raised his hand and shot him down.

The smashed debris fell to the ground with Zhao Yi's figure crackling, and several guards rushed over and immediately erected him.

Now Zhao Yi was first shot in the calf, and then fell off the roof and fell into a lot, and before he could react, he was immediately pressed to the ground by two big-shouldered and round-waisted nurses to perform a set of flying tendons and wrong bones, and now it is no different from a dead dog when he is in his hands.

"Every time the housekeeper gives me another chance, I promise that I will be able to do it with my life."

Butler Feng came over and patted Zhao Yi's face and sneered: "Your character is so bad, how can you ask the old man to believe you?" So it's better for you to tell the secret recipe and let's do it ourselves. ”

After speaking, he said to the nurse: "Go to the cellar and greet me fiercely, and you must let him summon me the secret recipe for making salt......

The bright sun in the sky makes this winter river breeze less cold than before, so the talented and beautiful people in Yuzhou City take advantage of this rare sunny day or swim on the river in groups of three or five, or stand alone on the bow of the boat to make a charming and talented appearance.

The boats shuttle through it, and from time to time the flirting and scolding of the women in the boat are turned, and the melodious sound of the piano can be heard occasionally.

Wu Zheng also rented a small boat and took Seinfeld to swim in the river, but Wu Zheng did not learn from those talented people to recite poems against them, but borrowed a fishing rod from the boatman to sit on the bow of the boat to fish.

Seinfeld didn't learn to play the piano and sing softly, but guarded a small yellow clay stove and looked at Wu Zheng in a daze.

"Fei'er, are you hungry?" Wu Zheng, who had never caught a fish, couldn't help but say to Seinfeld in embarrassment.

Seinfeld held her chin and shook her head: "It's okay, are you hungry?" ”

"I'm okay too." Wu Zheng smiled awkwardly.

When I invited Seinfeld to swim in the river today, he said that he wanted to catch a fat fish and let her try her own skills in grilling fish.

"Xianggong, look at the fishing boat over there, why don't we buy one from them!" Seinfeld pointed into the distance.

Wu Zheng saw that there was really a fishing boat coming up from the downstream, so he put the fishing rod away from fishing, walked to the stern and began to support the boat. When I got through, I saw that it was the boatman who rented the boat for himself.

The boatman's name is He San, who also looks like he is in his thirties, and he is honest and calm, and when he saw Wu Zheng coming over with the boat, he recognized him as the young man who asked him to rent a boat this morning, so he asked with a smile: "How is Xiaolang's luck today?" Have you caught a fat fish? ”

"Don't mention it, I haven't moved the buoy after fishing all morning, I said Brother He, the fish in this river should not have been caught by you!"

He San smiled and said: "Hehe, Xiao Lang should go to the lower or upper reaches if he wants to fish today, and if there are fish caught here, Lang Jun will run away, how can he catch it." ”

Wu Zheng glanced at the river surface of the cruise ship and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly, then glanced at He San's boat again, and said with a smile: "It seems that Brother He has a good harvest today!" Can I sell one to my younger brother? ”