After a big purchase, Zheng Peipei bought all the daily necessities they needed for Luo Liu's mother and daughter. He even bought a lot of cosmetics, which made the black slave coachman secretly surprised.

You must know that the master he served had never been so good to a slave like them.

Zheng Peipei's side is not without people to serve.

After all, as an ethnic group at the top of the imperial pyramid, Zheng Peipei, who is also a little rich woman, cannot be exempt from having a lot of slaves.

Not to mention that she also has a big farmstead.

That's where slaves are needed.

But in Zheng Peipei's hands, whether it was the black slaves or the Indian slaves who were captured by the war in the Jinshan area earlier, she had never been so kind to anyone.

But these are also black-haired and black-eyed people, but she looks at them differently.

This made the black slave coachman deeply envious and jealous, but he was only envious and jealous in his heart.

As a slave, of course, he knew his duty.

I also know what I should do so that I don't cause disaster to myself.

These people who heard that they came from the Far East knew at a glance that the Tao was very much favored and favored by the hostess.

As long as they arrive at the master's mansion, needless to say, they will definitely be reused.

Therefore, for these two women, one big and one young, I have to make good friends in the future. Maybe I still need the two of them to help me, so don't offend.

Don't look at the black slaves, but they're not stupid.

Being able to stand out from so many black slaves and become a coachman is definitely a smart guy.

As for observing words and looks, let alone that.

Zheng Peipei and Luo Liu's mother and daughter, but they don't know the little waves in the heart of the black slave driver who drove on the road.

At this time, Zheng Peipei was in a good mood, and was carefully explaining the use of daily necessities to Luo Liu's mother and daughter, as well as the role of these daily necessities.

As he spoke, time passed quickly.

It's about fifteen minutes. The group returned to the mansion where Zheng Peipei lived.

As a Chinese descent, he is also a high-level military Chinese officer.

Zheng Peipei can be said to be a big man in Jinshan City.

Even in the group of Chinese descent, it is a well-deserved Bai Fumei.

In addition, there are a lot of transactions on hand and a large farm, so Zheng Peipei can be regarded as a rich girl.

Therefore, the mansion where she lives, although it doesn't look like much luxury, is also very generous.

The Oriental Courtyard House of Wujin is located on the Central Street of Jinsha City.

This location is the best location in Jinshan City.

According to the modern terminology of another plane. It's called the Rich Zone.

Many high-level people in Jinshan City have purchased mansions here, and even Wang Shan has a three-story American-style villa here.

This shows how noble this place is.

The environment of the whole community is very good, and the vegetation and greening have been well protected and preserved in the early stage of construction planning.

As a result, the streets are lined with trees, and many small squirrels even jump up and down from the branches of the trees on them from time to time.

Zheng Peipei's mansion covers an area of 30 acres and has a total of 38 large and small houses. There are even more than eighty rooms.

In this mansion, most of them are female black slaves, but there are also two blonde and blue-eyed European maids.

It's just that these black slaves and European maids. They don't speak Huaxia very fluently, and they are always stumbling.

And, sometimes the words don't make sense.

Therefore, Zheng Peipei was very helpless.

That's why. Zheng Peipei's side has never had a personal person to serve her.

It's a normal thing to think about, those black slaves and two European maids. I can't even communicate with China normally with her, so how can you make Zheng Peipei look at them differently.

Now, with the arrival of Ming immigrants, this problem can finally be solved.

Although there is still a big gap and generation gap between the ideology of the Ming immigrants and the Chinese descendants of the Song Empire.

But there is one thing that Zheng Peipei is very satisfied with, that is, there is no obstacle to communication.

Although the immigrants of the Ming Dynasty spoke somewhat like classical Chinese, this was better than the black slaves in the mansion and the two European maids.

After all, one side has to stumble to relearn the language, while the other side just needs to get used to the way the empire says it here, and it's obvious who has an advantage over each other.

At least, through some exchanges in the temporary resettlement camp, Zheng Peipei did not feel much difficulty or obstacle.

The carriage stopped at the door of the mansion, and Zheng Peipei stepped out of the carriage.

Behind her, Luo Liu and Luo Chunxi followed closely.

Looking at the vermilion painted gate, Luo Liu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Sure enough, it's a wealthy family, just the gate is so magnificent.

It's much more magnificent than the landlord's house at home.

The gate of the mansion is more than three meters high and two meters wide.

At the gate, two stone lions were also placed, as well as several stone pillars tied to horses.

Squeak!

The vermilion gate opened, and several black slaves, dressed as French peasants in the eighteenth century, trotted out of it.

They used strange voices to respectfully greet Zheng Peipei.

Listening to the strange tones of those black slaves, Zheng Peipei's brows trembled involuntarily.

Seriously, she can't stand the weird tone of the black slaves' speech until now, and every time she hears it, she will have a reaction of involuntary shaking of her brows.

"This is my home, and you will live here from now on. I hope you are satisfied with yourself, and don't dislike my family's simplicity. ”

When Luo Liu heard this, he complained in his heart...... Is it rudimentary to live in such a home? If you were to know what my former home was like, I don't think you would say that.

It seems that the young lady of a big family can't know the hardships of the people at the bottom of the road.

Of course, all of the above are Luo Liu's psychological activities.

It's impossible for her to say it directly.

She's not an idiot or crazy.

"Don't dare!"

Zheng Peipei didn't continue to talk about this issue, in fact, she was just polite.

Moreover, it is still for the sake of Luo Liu's mother and daughter, who are all of Chinese blood.

That's what she said.

If it was a slave or a servant of European descent she would not have had the patience to say such things.

For black slaves. It would be nice not to let them live in the cowshed.

As for the servants of the European descent, it was a gift to let them sleep in the woodroom.

Before these black slaves were sold to the Americas, their lives on the African continent were not very good.

Tribal clashes are constant, and death is a daily occurrence.

Instead, these slaves were sold to the Song Empire in the Americas, although they went to freedom and became slaves. But they were able to eat enough every day, and they no longer had to worry about killing between tribes.

So, it's a good thing for them as well.

Not to mention the slave owners who bought them. Basically, I will give them three meals a day, although it is not meat or anything, but the rice is enough to eat.

Although Zheng Peipei is not so stingy, the female black slaves in the family basically have meat to eat every day, but Zheng Peipei has never given them a good face.

That is, Luo Liu's mother and daughter, and they really treat these two Zheng Peipei differently.

Zheng Peipei stepped into the door, and Luo Liu pulled Luo Chunxi, who had his head down, to follow closely.

"There are eighty-five servants in my house, of whom eighty-three are black slaves and two are European maids. So you can get acquainted with everything in the house as quickly as possible. Take care of this home for me. You'll be my housekeeper from now on, do you know the way? “

Zheng Peipei, who was walking in front, didn't turn his head, and his voice came like this.

Luo Liu, who was following closely behind, heard this, stumbling under his feet and almost didn't fall.

She couldn't have imagined it. This young lady actually wants to let herself be a housekeeper?

This was a complete surprise beyond Luo Liu's expectations.

You must know that she is here to be an old mother or a servant.

I didn't think about it, why did I have to be a housekeeper?

She raised her head in some surprise and looked at Zheng Peipei's back.

After a moment's hesitation. Luo Liu refused: "The little woman used to be just a peasant woman, and she didn't know the rules of a big family, so the housekeeper and the little woman didn't dare to take responsibility. Please choose someone else. “

Luo Liu is not stupid, although she is excited, but she also knows that she is not that material.

What was she in the Ming Dynasty?

It's just a peasant's wife, and her ancestors are all peasants.

It can be said that she doesn't understand much about it or anything else.

It's just a joke to let her be the housekeeper.

If you don't know the weight of the road, you may happily accept it.

But although Luo Liu doesn't have much knowledge, she is not the kind of stupid woman.

She knows her shortcomings and her skills.

Because she knows herself well, she doesn't think she can be a housekeeper.

For her, it's okay to be an honest mother.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Peipei didn't care about her refusal at all.

"If you don't understand, you can learn, no one is born to understand this. The housekeepers in your wealthy families over there have actually learned everything slowly. You can try it first and don't rush to refuse. ”

Luo Liu opened his mouth and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

"Speaking of which, we are all people with Yanhuang blood. It is also for this reason that you are asked to be a housekeeper, after all, you are more reassuring to me than those black Kunlun slaves and blond and blue-eyed Hu people. At this time, Zheng Peipei stopped, turned around and looked at Luo Liu seriously and said to her.

Yanhuang bloodline?

At this moment, Luo Liu was even more dazed.

Seeing Luo Liu's appearance, Zheng Peipei smiled.

She guessed some of Luo Liu's little thoughts.

"I forgot to tell you that our Song Empire is a descendant of the Great Song Dynasty in Middle-earth......"

What!

Luo Liu's eyes widened. (To be continued......)