Chapter 39: A bad start

"Silence!"

The wrinkled face of the big butler Qian Wen was stretched like satin, shining. His hair was gray, and his yellow-brown eyes were as big as brass bells.

Unlike in the past, he is quite majestic today.

Qian Wen stood on the steps of the inner hall, looking down at the crowd. Beside him, a table and chair were set up, and Qi Yan sat in the chair - his eyebrows were as beautiful as distant mountains, his eyes were as bright as bright stars, his nose was as straight as a knife's edge, and his lips were cocked like water chestnuts.

The eyes of the maids were all attracted by Qi Yan.

The flower fat mist looked along the light source, Qi Yan was in the shade, playing a fan, slowly skimming off the tea foam, and taking a sip of tea slowly, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

He smiled and watched the noon sun like a pot fire, roasting the maid's whole body to the fire.

Qian Wen coughed twice, pulled the maids' eyes back, and said in a low voice like sandpaper: "Today, the accompanying reading assessment is officially held. Choose one from the maids in the Qi Mansion and follow the little boy into the fairy gate! This is an opportunity to climb to the sky, and it is also the only chance to turn over, please take advantage of it! ”

There was a boiling among the maids, and they were all like finches waiting to be eaten in the nest, all of them stretched their necks and pricked up their ears, for fear of mishearing a word.

"The whole process of the assessment is supervised by the little boy. Next, I will introduce the first exam topic - sprinkling and sweeping. ”

There was a little maid who didn't know how to die, and laughed unconsciously: "Huh? Sprinkle sweeping also needs to be introduced, haha. ”

Qian Wen glared at her, and she immediately retracted her head.

"Don't look at you all day sprinkling sweeping, walking around with brooms, think about the purpose of sprinkling, movements, details, rules. Is it really that simple? ”

Hearing this, the maid's face changed.

Originally, they were all in high spirits, but now they are all wilted.

Sprinkle sweeping is almost everyone's strength, and such a simple thing is difficult to be said by the housekeeper. Every word is like a pair of sharp arrows, and the arrows hit their hearts, which is really more painful than outright criticism.

Qian Wen glanced at them, shook his head, and continued: "Next, someone will take you to different rooms. Each room is divided into eight areas, one of which is sprinkled and cleaned by each person. More than a dozen rooms up and down the Qi Mansion have been arranged, I hope you will work lightly and hard! ”

His last sentence was said very slowly and heavily.

The maids didn't hear the deep meaning for a while, and thought that the housekeeper was playing tricks.

Unexpectedly, when they each walked to the front of the house and saw the door open, their eyes suddenly widened in shock, and their eyeballs almost fell out.

As soon as the door was pushed open, as soon as the flower butter mist looked up, he saw that the room in front of him was full of bottles and cans, dotted with stars, different sizes, all of them were fragile porcelain, even on the ground, the corner of the table, and the bed, there was no omission!

Navigating this minefield, let alone sprinkling and sweeping, is even difficult to walk.

It's so hard to knock over a bottle and sweep the floor with a broom.

The corners of the maids' mouths twitched, and they complained: "This is obviously trying to make us lose miserably!" ”

"Xianmen, is it as simple as you think?" The butler's white beard fluttered on his chest like wisps of snowflakes flying.

"The maid who follows the little boy must be diligent with his hands and eyes! What you are knocking down now is just an empty porcelain bottle, and what you are knocking down in the future is the incomparably precious Xianmen Pill! ”