Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Taoist Miscalculates

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readx; At night, Zhao Wuregret's new home was very lively, and many of the new women were specialized in cooking at home, although the level was not high, but compared with Yun Hanyan, it was the difference between heaven and earth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There was only one table, so Zhao Wuregret, Yun Hanyan, Ke'er, and Mrs. Hua, as well as Jia'er and her sister Qianqian, who had just become Zhao Wuregret's personal maid today, sat Zhao Wuregret, and the others squatted outside with bowls to eat.

Jia'er was the girl who responded to Zhao Wuregret first in the afternoon, Qianqian was her sister and the only little girl in this group of refugees.

Of course, this was all arranged by Mr. Hua, Zhao Wuregret had already decided to let him be the housekeeper, first of all, he was literate and prestigious, and everyone obeyed him.

Originally, he wanted to go outside with a bowl, but Zhao Wuregret kept him again and again, and then called Jia'er and Qianqian, so he sat together, if he asked a person who was dozens of years old to stand outside and ask for food, Zhao Wuregret couldn't get over it in his heart first.

"Elder Hua, tomorrow you go to Miss Hanyan to get some silver, and finish all the things that should be bought, such as this table, don't be afraid to spend money," Zhao Wuregret said while eating.

"Yes, young master, the old slave will do it early tomorrow morning," Steward Hua said as he stood up respectfully.

Seeing this, Yun Hanyan also hurriedly stood up and responded, "I know, young master." ”

Seeing that the others also stood up, Zhao Wuregret shook his head helplessly.

Let the people sit down first, and say:

"It's okay to call me young master, but don't talk about old slaves or anything in front of me in the future, we are an employment relationship, not a master and servant,"

"The young master saved us from fire and water, and rebuilt with grace, you will be our master in the future, if anyone dares to turn his back on you, the old slave will be the first to refuse," Steward Hua said solemnly.

Zhao Wuregret thought about it for a while, the ancients paid attention to the grace of a meal and should be reciprocated by a spring, and although the law was sound in later generations, people's hearts changed, and they just wanted to take advantage desperately, and they refused to suffer a little loss.

If he still treats this world with the eyes and thoughts of the next generation, he will never be able to dissolve into it, for example, this time and space can have three wives and four concubines, he thinks it's very good.

What are you thinking, Zhao Wuregret smiled, shook his head and suppressed the thoughts just now, and said to Steward Hua:

"Then let's do it, if you really have no land to go and are willing to sell your body to my Zhao family, you tell them, I won't treat them badly in the future, as for those who don't want to sell themselves, I can sign a contract with them......, uh, that is, the contract, say the seniority of the job and the remuneration, etc.," Zhao Wuregret said slowly.

"Young Master, isn't that the same as 'Changgong'?" The shallow voice on the side asked.

"Qianqian, when is it your turn to speak," Jia'er shouted softly, she looked at Zhao Wuregret and said, "Young Master, Qianqian is not sensible......"

"It's okay, I know, I'll tell you this, I'm different from a long-term worker, the long-term worker invited by the landlord can't eat enough and will be beaten, and I can't even earn a set of clothes for a year, and I'm the first to eat full, don't beat people, two sets of clothes every winter and summer, and a monthly salary, as for the salary, I'll talk about it then," Zhao Wuregret thought of the 'low salary' offered to Yun Hanyan's mother and daughter last time, and always felt embarrassed, this time first figure out how much is appropriate.

"Young master, this is unbearable, it is already a great kindness for you to have food for them, how dare you ask for your salary," Steward Hua hurriedly said.

"Okay, let's talk about this later, let's eat first," Zhao Wuregret said lightly, let people work before he said a good salary, it was already an overlord treaty in later generations, and it actually made people grateful to Dade, this ancient man was really fooled.

Steward Hua led more than a dozen people out early in the morning to run errands, because there were too many things to buy, so there were many people who called.

"Young Master, the Taoist chief outside is still spinning around, and there are words in his mouth, and the little one doesn't know what to do," a doorman walked up to Zhao Wuregret and said.

Alas, the quality of these people needs to be improved. Zhao Wuregret sighed in his heart, how could he come to report to him, and he had to deal with this little matter by himself.

However, in terms of the origin of these people and the accurate world, their level can be imagined. He followed the family Ding Yi and walked to the door, only to see a fairy wind Taoist Taoist leader holding a compass, walking around his house, still reading something softly in his mouth, and his brows were furrowed from time to time, and his expression changed from time to time.

"Alas, it's a pity, it's a pity," the chief didn't seem to see Zhao Wuregret and the others, put away the compass and turned around.

Zhao Wuregret originally didn't believe in these things, but the Master Yuanfa he met in Daming Temple made him wonder, is there really anyone in the world who can know his good fortune?

But although he has a skeptical mentality, but the habit he has developed in later generations will not easily trust others, so although the Dao Chang is immortal and has a lot of ability, he will not go up, and when he sees him turn around and leave, he has no reaction.

Seeing that the chief walked a few steps without looking back, Zhao Wuregret instructed the doorkeeper, "Don't open the door if you have nothing to do in the future." ”

The long man walked a few steps, and saw that no one came to call him, so he could only continue to walk forward, and when he reached the corner of the wall, he seemed to have found something, and said, "Huh".

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, it's really the endless road, there is a hidden ...... here" Before he finished speaking, he heard the door 'snap' shut.

Looking back at the closed door, the long stay has been for a long time, how many years have not had this kind of treatment, ordinary people hear that there is a problem with the house, whether they believe it or not, they will definitely come forward to ask clearly, or come out and scold, only in this case, he can resolve them one by one.

The person who was called to fight and kill before was called 'Immortal'.

But as soon as this door is closed, his three-inch incorruptible tongue is completely useless, doesn't it mean that this house is newly moved? They don't want to know why the original owner of this house is selling? Didn't you say that the owner of this house is very rich? Why is it that I can't afford to give out any sesame oil money, and I close the door when I see the Taoist priest.

"Hmph, Dao Ye has been debuting for more than 30 years, and he has never missed, you little brat, I eat more salt than you eat rice, see who takes who in the end," Dao Chang glanced at the house and made a painful decision that he would regret for the rest of his life, instead of turning around and leaving, he wanted to fight with the owner of the house.

The two carriages staggered to the door of Zhao Wuregret's house, and two old men came out of it, one of whom was slightly chubby and looked left and right, and asked:

"Does that Zhao Gongzi live here?"

"Back to the master, the little one sent Zhao Gongzi back yesterday, and he and the young lady sat together all the way," the coachman jumped out of the car and replied.

Hearing this, the other old man laughed and said, "Brother Mingzhi, it seems that your Ouyang family's good things are coming." ”

The fat old man glared at the coachman fiercely, and said with a smile, "That's not possible, I heard that that kid is better at writing poetry than your granddaughter, and he also won her in chess, it seems that this happy event has to be handled by your Murong family first." ”

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