Qiong Xin Su Xin knelt on the ground and raised her head when she heard this, Qiong Xin said on behalf of the two: "The slave and maid died very early, and it was the Song family who raised us, and in our hearts, the Song family is home."

It is a matter of great honor for the slave and the maid to follow their master, and if they are not picked up before the age of fifteen, they may not know where they are going.

If the master doesn't look down on our sisters and retreats, we have only one way to die, and we don't dare to deceive and betray, and the lives of our sisters will be the master's in the future, and we will be sent by us. ”

"Very good, you treat me sincerely, I will not fail you, as long as I live for a day, I can protect you for a day."

Zilan looked at the two kneeling on the ground, smiled with satisfaction, and made her own promise.

The dead are different from the maids, they have followed Zilan all their lives, they will not go anywhere, and even if they get married, they will not leave their masters.

"Whoa."

"Can you read?"

"We know a little bit of literacy and arithmetic, but we are indeed slightly inferior in terms of specialization. Frangipani has the best martial arts, is extremely fast, and the slave is good at using poison herself. ”

Qiong Xin made a brief introduction, but she didn't say much, not wanting to scare Zilan.

Zilan was surprised in her heart, it turned out that Qiong Xin would use poison, obediently, this is a capable person.

"Okay, if you need anything, just ask Mama Qi, if you need medicinal materials, make a list and give it to Mu Xiang, and let her prepare. After that, you will wait in the house, and if the courtyard is empty, if you practice martial arts, go by yourself. ”

"Thank you, master. The slave does need some herbs to refine some gadgets for the master's self-defense. ”

Qiong Xin was very generous and said it directly.

"Okay, you wrote a list and wood incense, I like to make incense, and there is no shortage of medicinal materials at home."

"Thank you, master."

Even if the matter of the two sisters is settled, Qiong Xin and Frangipani have learned not only martial arts, but also other talents, which is to prepare for serving their masters.

Doing things such as making tea and combing their hair, both of them did it beautifully, and Frangipani Qiongxin's good words made Agarwood and others feel the pressure.

Song Zhengtian came back, and Zilan put down what she was doing and went to the front yard to say goodbye to her father.

"Dad, you're back, tired or not, I'll let people stew soup to make up for it in the spring."

"It's okay, it's not too tired. Have you arranged the maids? ”

Song Zhengtian also knew that the elders gave the two of them back to the dead to protect their safety.

"Well, it's arranged, and what they can do later depends on their ability."

"Aren't you going to open a new store, they are specially trained to serve us, so each sample is much more powerful than a maid, and you can settle accounts, assassinate and spy intelligence, and you are not qualified to send it to us if you are not qualified." You can use it. ”

Song Zhengtian knew that his daughter didn't understand the ability of the dead man.

"I'll just say that their words are very beautiful, and the maids are stunned, hehe."

Zilan remembered that Agarwood's stunned expression after seeing the fonts of the two of them was extremely cute.

Song Zhengtian also smiled, "They have all been cultivated since childhood, and every assessment is extremely cruel and harsh, the dead are not easy to do, but those who can be left behind in the end are all outstanding talents, and they can do a lot of things in the future."

Therefore, many children in the clan are very envious of the brother who can get the dead soldier, a great help. Don't you have to open a shop and manage clan affairs, so that they can participate in some trivial matters, lest you work too hard, and they will not betray. ”

The Song family dares to raise and dare to use, naturally there are means to curb their lifeline, and they are not afraid of the little cubs jumping, there are people who are more capable than them, the Song family has been in generation for several generations, and there are many capable people.

"Then I'll ask them to help me with the florist and the clan."

Zilan felt even more relieved when she heard this.

"Okay, I'll let you choose the shop, and the farm plans to build another flower house. I chose a shop with a yard for your flower shop, the location is not too good, but the orientation is very good. ”

"Yes, the flower shop doesn't have to be in the downtown area, I mainly want to sell flowers, collect all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, it is also a great fun, and finally it is also an excellent choice for gifts."

"Very good, the colleagues who sent a few pots of flowers at the beginning of the year are full of praise, they are very happy, or your idea is good."

Song Zhengtian also took the flower pots transplanted in Zilan's space to give to his best friends during the New Year, and they were all praised and happy, and the effect was quite good.

The weather is getting hotter day by day, Zilan gets in a carriage and goes to the flower shop that her father sent her to have a look, so as to discuss the decoration.

The shop is not small, and there is a yard in the backyard, a few rooms, and the orientation is quite good. The preservation is also considered complete.

"Well, go and let someone make a few shelves, enlarge the small flower pots, and open the windows wider to ventilate and bask in the sun."

The decoration of the flower shop is not too complicated, but it is enough to be simple, and prepare to hang a few small beams on the beams of the house for hanging small flower pots, so that the space can be used more fully.

"Yes."

Joan wrote them all down.

The next day, I met the steward of the clan, and her attitude was very humble, and she explained the things of the store very clearly, which was consistent with the information she found, and there was no deception.

"I was going to open a flower shop, and my father told me that there are people in the clan who are willing to work, and there are flower houses in the farm, and if there are capable people in this area, the steward can go back and help me introduce one or two.

Even relatives in the clan can also make money, and everyone's good is indispensable to make money, and anyone uses it, so it's better to use your own people to rest assured. ”

"Oops! The eldest lady is atmospheric, since she trusts the old slave so much, the old slave will go back and think about who is suitable, and when the time comes, I will bring it to you to see and pick it.

There don't have to be too many housekeepers in the flower shop, I think one steward and one guy is enough, and it is best to be proficient in flowers and plants, and not too stupid. ”

When the steward heard it, he felt that Zilan was a person who did things, and he didn't dare to underestimate it more and more, and he could be picked out by the clan to manage the business in the clan, and he had never been an idle person.

"Well, what you said is very good, to be proficient in all kinds of flowers, I not only sell, but also collect some, so the guy needs to have a pair of discerning eyes, and the flower garden also needs someone to take care of it, you can help me think about it."

"Okay, I have a suitable candidate over there in the flower garden, but I have to go back and ask, the old man has a strong temper, but he is a good hand at raising flowers, and he understands medicine and strange flowers and plants can't run away in his eyes, but he has a bad temper and is not easy to get along with."

The steward slammed his mouth and said.

"Yes, people always have weaknesses, there is no shortage of money, and there are shortcomings, as long as there are capable people, I am willing to use them."

Zilan smiled and spoke.

"Cheng, the old slave went and said, such a good opportunity can't be missed."

"Well, the silk shop will go and invite a master with good craftsmanship to come back, let's help make ready-to-wear, especially the embroidery girl with whimsical ideas, it doesn't matter if you are old, you can raise someone who teaches us." In this way, the silk will also sell well. ”

"Cheng, there was one before, but when she returned to her hometown at an old age, no one made ready-to-wear this silk after she left, and the business was inferior."

"I'll go back and contact other small shops and cooperate with each other, they can't go so far to Jiangnan, can we bring them goods."

Zilan manages a silk shop, and the family has water transportation from the south of the Yangtze River, so she opened a silk shop business, and the profit is not bad, relatively stable, but she wants more than this, but to increase profits.