Lin Yiyi turned around and followed the voice.

I saw that at some point behind him, an old man in coarse linen clothes and gray hair appeared, who was slightly bowing and clasping his fists to himself.

Xu didn't hear Lin Yiyi's answer, and the old man repeated the sentence just now:

"Old slave Wangshan, please meet the Lord."

That tone, that demeanor, all reveal supreme respect.

When Lin Yiyi heard the other party's name, she unconsciously wanted to complain.

Seeing the other party's extremely serious and respectful demeanor, she suppressed her mind of complaining again.

Zhu lips lightly opened: "You ......"

Spit out a word, Lin Yiyi suddenly didn't know how to continue.

After taking a deep breath and groaning slightly, she found the right words to ask: "You, how did you appear?" ”

The old man looked up at Lin Yiyi in amazement.

But soon, he lowered his head in a panic and replied timidly: "If you go back to the master, the old slave has always been there." ”

Lin Yiyi: "......" Well, the two are not on the same channel at all.

It's always been weird.

In the past ten months, she has never seen anyone outside of herself in this space.

However, with a roll of her eyes, she could imagine that this might be because of her own level increase, and the space automatically matched.

Take a deep breath and stop dwelling on the question.

After thinking about it, she asked, "What can you do?" ”

Hearing that she finally asked the key point, Wang Shan hurriedly replied happily: "The old slave is the steward of the Rest Garden, and he can manage all the subordinates of the Rest Garden for the Lord. ”

"Let them do their best to take care of the yard for the Lord, collect eggs and meat from livestock, turn on all kinds of processing machines, process what the Lord wants to process, and so on."

Lin Yiyi: "Does it include planting and harvesting and tending to fruit trees in the field outside?" ”

Wangshan shook his head embarrassedly: "Back to the master, the work in the field, the minions don't have the ability to do it." Servants can only manage things other than work in the fields. ”

Lin Yiyi: "......" In the final analysis, this farmer only has himself.

And it's hierarchical.

Wait, what processing machine did Wangshan just say?

Where is it?

She hasn't seen it yet.

Thinking so, she didn't rush to let Wangshan take her to see the so-called processing machine.

In the blink of an eye, I saw the portrait on the front wall again, and couldn't help blurting out: "Wangshan, do you know him?" ”

Wangshan looked in the direction of her finger.

The next moment, in Lin Yiyi's stunned gaze, the old man knelt down with a 'poof'.

Bow to the portrait: "The ancestors are above, please be worshiped by the Nth generation Sun Wangshan." ”

"Gah?"

Lin Yiyi was stunned by Wangshan's backlash, her body suddenly dodged away, and she looked at Wangshan suspiciously.

What the hell is the Nth generation grandson?

Also, whether the ancestors of the housekeeper were also housekeepers.

So what qualifications does he have to occupy the most central position in his main hall?

Alas, forget it.

Lin Yiyi hasn't figured out what kind of existence she belongs to in this space, and she is not going to move the portrait for the time being.

After thinking about it, she asked Wangshan to get up and take herself to see the processing machine he was talking about.

Before Wangshan got up, he bowed to his ancestors three more times, and then stood up respectfully.

Lin Yiyi looked at the person whose age could not be seen in the portrait, and then looked at Wangshan with gray hair, and asked casually: "Is your ancestor called Wangcai?" ”

"The Lord is really wise, and you can guess correctly."

Lin Yiyi: "Sister ......" just asked casually, could it be ......

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Wangshan, who was one step behind her, with strange eyes, and really wanted to have a clairvoyant eye that could see his body.

Belch.

Well, Lin Yiyi's thoughts ran away again.