After eating, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Hou Laosan actually walked to this dining place, and asked Ye Chen with a smile, "Xiao Ye!" What do you think of the meal? Appetizing? If you don't have enough to eat, you can go to the kitchen and add more! ”

Seeing that Hou Laosan cared so much about himself, Ye Chen didn't understand a little, to be honest, this meal was really okay, but in terms of dishes, Ye Chen didn't even drink the soup, and the taste could only rely on smelling, although he wanted to complain, but he still endured it, after all, he came here to do things on the first day, in case Hou Laosan thought that he couldn't endure hardship, so he came and started complaining, then the job may not be guaranteed!

In order to cherish this hard-won opportunity, Ye Chen could only reply with a clear conscience, "Thank you for the shopkeeper's concern, this meal is quite appetizing, my appetite is relatively small, a bowl of rice is almost enough, no need to add more!" ”

Why didn't this kid complain! I can really bear it! Hou Laosan thought to himself. He still looked amiable, and said to Ye Chen, "Well, that's good!" Thank you for your hard work today! Go back to Hanfu and rest! Remember to come to the restaurant early tomorrow! ”

Ye Chen nodded, took his baggage, and walked out of the restaurant, because there was no place for him to live in the restaurant for the time being, Ye Chen could only return to the cold mansion alone, waiting for the housekeeper's arrangement.

In the morning, he just signed a contract and left, without carefully looking at the layout of the Han Mansion, and now returning to the Han Mansion, following the servant who took him to his residence, Ye Chen carefully observed the surrounding scene, and the more he saw, the more surprised he became.

This wealthy family of the Han family really lives up to its name, this courtyard covers a huge area, and you can't see the edge at a glance. Pavilion pavilion, small platform Xiaoxie, small bridge flowing water, look at it, the flowers and plants in the courtyard are fragrant, the trees are green and the water is clear, and it is a good place with beautiful scenery. A large number of subordinate maids continue to shuttle between them, mixed with a few sounds of silk and bamboo music, which can be called prosperous.

Luxury, corruption, Ye Chen sighed in his heart, after seeing the appearance of this Han family, he finally knew what the life of a rich person was, his income in the original world was not low, and he had seen the luxury of many rich people, but those so-called villas and western-style swimming pools, compared with the scene in front of him, were still incomparable.

As he watched and walked, the constant comings and goings of the family and the maids looked at him. Seeing a low-level subordinate looking around like a dumb goose, the feeling of the subordinates is just three words: soil buns! Ye Chen is just a junior in a restaurant, if it weren't for the fact that there was no place in the restaurant, he would not be qualified to live in the cold mansion. Ye Chen also knew that even if he lived in the Han Mansion, he should live in a dilapidated house, and as he expected, this servant took him around a few pavilions and pavilions, and finally came to a remote place, which was Ye Chen's residence in the Han Mansion.

The house in front of him is similar to the kind of rural brick house that Ye Chen has seen in modern times, it looks good on the outside, at least it is not dilapidated, the servant brought Ye Chen here and left, Ye Chen thanked him, opened the door, only heard a squeak, and there was no scene of rats and cockroaches crawling everywhere and dusty as Ye Chen imagined, although the living space inside was not very large, and even some firewood was piled up in the corner.

Ye Chen knew that this should have been a firewood room before, but it seemed that the Han Mansion had specially sent someone to clean up this place, and I have to say that the Han Mansion treated the subordinates really well, even his own low-level subordinates, the junior second of the restaurant, and the housekeeper also deliberately found a place to live for himself, Ye Chen was very grateful. Miss Han is kind-hearted, and his housekeepers and subordinates are naturally kind to people, which is the most powerful proof that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black.

Ye Chen took out the things in his baggage and put them aside, and Ye Chen, who was beautifully crafted, looked at it, and put it in the cuff again. After a busy day, Ye Chen can finally take a good rest, when he first arrived in this world, he felt a little uncomfortable, but now he has begun to slowly integrate into this world, and now he has found a job in Hanfu, which is more conducive to his further understanding of this world.

The so-called bed is just a wooden board with some dead grass covered with a layer of cloth underneath, and it feels very hard to lie on it, which can be regarded as a kind of torment for people like Ye Chen who are used to sleeping Simmons, but it is better to sleep in a bed than on the ground, Ye Chen put his hands under him in order to make his head more comfortable, staring at the black roof, thinking about his future plans in Hanfu!

"Hey! Although it is said that he successfully mixed into the cold mansion, he became the second child of the restaurant, and he is usually not in the cold mansion at all, and there is almost no chance of contact with the cold smoke and soft cold lady, if it continues like this, I am afraid that it will be impossible to hold the beauty in this cold mansion for a lifetime! You've got to figure it out! Ye Chen muttered to himself.

Ye Chen thought about the problem, and after a while, he fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Chen got up early, and after washing, he walked quickly to the restaurant, came to the backyard, and found that the guys in the restaurant were all holding a stick in their hands, and the leader saw Ye Chen arrive, and also gave him one.

Ye Chen was at a loss for those sticks, but he still stood with the guys in an orderly manner.

The leader saw that almost all the people had arrived, and said loudly, "My name is Wu Zhuang, I am a martial artist, entrusted by the shopkeeper of Hou Lao Sanhou, I have taught you some sticks and fists in the recent period, so that when someone makes trouble in the restaurant, you must be able to drive those people out, defend our Han family's restaurant, and tell me loudly, are you willing?" ”

The guys all shouted enthusiastically and said yes, only Ye Chen was the only one who was weakly talking about it was boring! After all, it is the duty of the family to protect the safety of all the personal and property of the Han family, and what can he do as a junior in a restaurant!

Wu Zhuang demonstrated over and over again in front of the guys how to swing the stick and hold the stick, and the guys also drew the scoop according to the gourd, constantly waving it vigorously in the air, and Ye Chen also picked up the stick in his hand and did something perfunctory.

Everyone was practicing martial arts, and suddenly one of them shouted, "Miss Han has come to see us!" Everybody swing hard! As soon as these words came out, everyone danced like chicken blood, after all, their owner came, and if they didn't behave better, how could they be worthy of Miss Han coming here in person to condole!

"Miss Han really knows how to be sympathetic to her subordinates, and she actually came to the restaurant in person to comfort the guys! She is worthy of being a strong woman! Ye Chen thought to himself.

He followed everyone's eyes, and a shadow that haunted him appeared in his sight, and Ye Chen was suddenly stunned again! I completely forgot that I still had a stick in my hand!

"Have you seen enough?" A voice full of anger pulled Ye Chen back from his fantasy to reality.

Ye Chen turned his head, and was suddenly startled, only to see that his wooden stick was actually waved on Wu Zhuang's face, Ye Chen subconsciously threw the wooden stick, smiled at him awkwardly, his eyes were wandering, and he didn't dare to look at Wu Zhuang, for fear of being burned to death by the anger in his eyes.