Chapter 112: The Industrious Ancients

"Hmm." Mu Wuchen put the phone in Gu Xiaoyou's purse, and tied the purse around her waist naturally.

Gu Xiaoyou's cheeks were slightly red as she looked at Mu Wuchen's well-defined fingers on her waist, and flexibly tied her purse.

"Let's go." Mu Wuchen straightened the tassel on his purse and said softly.

"yes, okay." Gu Xiaoyou put the key in his pocket and meekly followed behind Mu Wuchen.

The two of them returned to the carriage, Mu Wuchen waited for Gu Xiaoyou to sit down, and said in a deep voice: "Go home." ”

"Yes, master." Meng Yu raised his horsewhip, and the carriage moved steadily on the stone road.

In the carriage, Liang'er was fragrant in Zhou's arms.

Gu Xiaoyou gently put Liang'er's legs on the saddle, making him sleep more comfortably.

She got up and sat lightly beside Mu Wuchen.

Mu Wuchen glanced at Liang'er lightly and asked softly, "Do you need me to help you recruit people?" ”

Gu Xiaoyou thought for a while and shook his head: "No need, isn't there a steward in the house?" I have something to trouble him, I can't rely on you for everything, you've been a great help. ”

Mu Wuchen's eyes were a little gentle: "It's not for nothing, don't forget, you have to share half of the money you earn." ”

"Got it, big tyrant." Gu Xiaoyou wrinkled his nose and snorted lightly.

It's the word local tyrant again, Mu Wuchen frowned, why doesn't it sound like a good word this time?

"What the hell is a local tyrant...... Before Mu Wuchen's words were finished, Gu Xiaoyou raised his index finger, "shhhhh

Mu Wuchen's face darkened, this bold woman dared to boo him.

glared at her unhappily, for the sake of Liang'er's sleep, he spared her for the time being.

Gu Xiaoyou didn't know that he had escaped, so he lifted the curtain and looked out the car window.

The scenery of the capital is so beautiful, I can't get enough of it.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the golden sunlight was scattered all over the corner of the sky, and a few clouds floated over, just obscuring the sun.

The sun pierced through the thin clouds, shining a warm golden light.

The buildings of the capital were covered with this layer of light, gilding the prosperous capital.

Gu Xiaoyou looked at the scenery outside the window for a moment, and didn't realize that she had become the scenery in the eyes of others.

The breeze blew through Gu Xiaoyou's hair, blowing it onto Mu Wuchen's face.

Mu Wuchen frowned unhappily, stretched out his long fingers to brush away his hair, and just wanted to remind Gu Xiaoyou to put down the curtain, just when he happened to see the sun shining on her face.

The sunlight framed half of her face, and her curled eyelashes were clearly visible.

The other half of the face is hidden in the shadows, and it is not very real, but it has a hazy beauty.

The fine strands of hair were flying, lining her bright eyes, and everything was quiet and beautiful.

The displeasure in Mu Wuchen's heart dissipated, and he quietly watched Gu Xiaoyou's face.

The carriage was silent, save for the clatter of horses' hooves and the soft sound of the wheels running over the ground.

About two teas had passed, and the carriage came to a halt at the door of the house.

Gu Xiaoyou retracted her gaze and stretched, Mu Wuchen watched quietly, it was rare that she didn't educate her.

"When we get home, let's get off."

"Hmm." Mu Wuchen helped Gu Xiaoyou when she got out of the car.

Meng Yu helped Zhou carry Liang'er into the mansion, and Zhou blessed his body: "I'll go back to take care of Liang'er first." ”

"Okay, I'll look for you tomorrow morning." Gu Xiaoyou waved his hand at the Zhou family, signaling her to enter the door.

"Are you going home? Or do you want to sit in the house? Gu Xiaoyou looked at Mu Wuchen and asked.

"I have something to do tomorrow, I'll go home first, and I'll come to see you in a few days, and if there's something, tell Steward Zhang and send him to me." Mu Wuchen carefully advised.

"Okay, I got it." Gu Xiaoyou nodded seriously.

While speaking, the horse brought by the servant, Mu Wuchen lifted his robe, straddled the horse's back in a chic manner, and shook the reins: "Drive!" ”

"Goodbye." Gu Xiaoyou waved at him.

Mu Wuchen bowed his head, glanced at Gu Xiaoyou deeply, and then jumped to leave.

The entourage also got on their horses and left behind Mu Wuchen.

Gu Xiaoyou looked at their departing figures, and the most chic and handsome back was Mu Wuchen's, until his figure disappeared into the twilight, Gu Xiaoyou retracted his gaze and returned to the house.

Steward Zhang immediately greeted him and asked respectfully, "What do you have to tell Miss Gu?" ”

Gu Xiaoyou touched his chin: "There's really something, I want to open a few workshops, I need to recruit workers, do you know where to recruit people?" ”

"I know, if Miss Gu is a slave, let it be handed over to the slave." Steward Zhang lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly.

"Okay, you can help me recruit twenty or thirty people first, and when you recruit enough people, you will send them to ......" Gu Xiaoyou recalled for a while, and said vaguely: "It seems to be the altar of Anyang Street?" ”

"You're talking about Lutan Anyang Street." Steward Zhang said smartly.

"Yes, it's this street, if you recruit people, they will gather in the courtyard of the number A, this is the key."

Gu Xiaoyou took out the keychain from his arms and gave one of the two keys of the first number to Steward Zhang.

Steward Zhang took it with both hands and put it close to his body: "Don't worry, I will do it as soon as possible." ”

"Don't worry, the most important thing is a little papermaking technology, it's okay if you can't, it's okay to be obedient and honest."

As soon as Gu Xiaoyou said her request, Steward Zhang had a general direction in his heart, and said firmly: "The slave knows, don't worry." ”

"Well, that's up to you." Gu Xiaoyoule said happily, sure enough, there is someone in his hand who is easy to do.

Steward Zhang respectfully agreed, and sent Gu Xiaoyou back to the courtyard and retreated.

Zhixia was guarding the gate of the courtyard, and when he saw Gu Xiaoyou coming back, he blessed: "The slave maid asks Miss Gu for peace." ”

"No need to be polite." Gu Xiaoyou stepped forward to help her up: "Aren't you tired of worshipping like this all day long?" ”

"Not tired at all." Zhixia replied with a smile.

"Alas, it's better than kneeling." Gu Xiaoyou shook his head helplessly and strode towards the room.

Zhixia followed behind him with broken steps, and asked softly: "Miss Gu, are you hungry, do you want to eat, or are you tired, can the slave give you a beating on the shoulder?" ”

Gu Xiaoyou stopped speechlessly, this Zhixia was even more nagging than Zhou's.

"Stop, stop, I'm not hungry or tired."

"What should the slave do for you?" Zhixia asked positively.

Gu Xiaoyou looked at Shang Zhixia with a little longing, and said helplessly: "Then please get me some hot water, I want to take a bath." ”

"Okay, wait a minute, the slave will get it for you right away." Zhixia's eyes lit up, and he ran to prepare.

Gu Xiaoyou couldn't help but sigh again at the hard work of the ancient people: "I really love to work." ”