Now that he heard that Hu Changan was going to eat and live with the craftsmen in the new workshop, the housekeepers were stupid, and hurriedly retorted.

The new workshop is in a remote place, there is no food or clothing, and there is no little maid to serve by his side, can the young master's small body be able to withstand it?

Even Steward Chen disagreed.

It's not that he's worried that Hu Changan will find something wrong.

Steward Chen has always done his best, has a clear conscience, and is not afraid of Hu Changan to investigate.

Steward Chen was just worried that Hu Changan would do rough work with those pancreatic craftsmen in the past, and he would be tired.

After all, these craftsmen have been accustomed to heavy work since they were children, and their physical strength cannot be compared with a young master like Hu Changan.

At that time, if Hu Changan is tired and sick in the new workshop, he will definitely be responsible for it.

Under the eyes of two pairs of resolutely disapproving eyes, Hu Changan had to make a slight concession and promised that he would resolutely not do heavy work when he was undercover for the first three days, and he would accept it when he saw it.

And after the end of the undercover period, accept the maids and servants arranged by the housekeeper.

At this point, an invisible turmoil has finally been perfectly resolved, and Hu Changan will start a three-day undercover life tomorrow.

......

A soap workshop in the suburbs has welcomed a new worker today.

Early in the morning, Steward Chen rode to the soap workshop and handed over a new worker to the king of the soap workshop.

This new worker is Hu Changan in disguise.

The satin clothes that Hu Changan had originally worn through had long been replaced by coarse linen shirts, and there was an uncomfortable stinging sensation on his body.

The bun that shows off the status of the man has also been replaced with a rough bun.

For the sake of truthfulness, Hu Changan also specially ordered the maid to deliberately make her hair rougher, inadvertently creating a rough feeling of working people.

Not only that, Hu Changan also specially ordered someone to go to the market to buy an exaggerated fake beard.

The thick beard directly covered half of Hu Changan's face, and he looked more than ten years old.

Such a disguise cannot be said to have nothing to do with Hu Changan's previous appearance, it can only be said to be irrelevant.

Hu Changan suspected that even if his own mother Wang was here, he would not be able to recognize his son.

After Steward Chen was sent to the person, he didn't stay long, but just casually ordered: "Xiao Wang, this is the new subordinate that the young master bought back a few days ago, I heard that the work is quite profitable, and I will work in your soap workshop in the future." ”

With that, Steward Chen turned his horse's head around and hurried away along the road he had come.

As soon as Steward Chen left, the honest smile on Director Wang's face disappeared in an instant, and the speed of disappearance was so fast that it could be called a Sichuan opera face.

Good guy, there's something wrong with this guy!

Hu Changan strengthened the suspicion in his heart.

The king, who had no smile, suddenly became much meaner.

Director Wang didn't look at Hu Changan, and casually waved his hand to the workers on the side and said, "Li Hu, take this kid to the dormitory and settle it, and then arrange it for the lye concentration process." ”

"Yes, Lord Wang." The worker named Li Hu smiled flatteringly, and then pulled Hu Changan and hurriedly retreated.

On the way to the dormitory, Li Hu changed his appearance of flattering in front of the king, his spine was straight, and he didn't even look at Hu Changan, but just said in a rough voice: "Boy, it is your blessing to be able to work here, cherish it." ”

"Lord Wang treats us subordinates, it is a first-class good, there are two taels of silver for each moonlight salary, and you will be given three days of rest, you kid must do a good job."

Hu Changan listened, his face was not obvious, and he couldn't help sneering three times in his heart.

Good fellow, what about Lord Wang, a small workshop owner is so arrogant, he is even more domineering than an official in the court.

It is as if these benefits were given by the king.

Isn't it the young master of the main family who really formulates the welfare policy?

I'm afraid that this surnamed Wang is going to turn the sky upside down!

In the long run, don't these workers only know about the king's affairs, but don't know the real master, the Hu family?

And what he said before wasn't it three taels of silver a month with a basic salary plus commission?

How did you get here, not only the commission is gone, but even the basic salary has shrunk?

also took three days off a month, how amazing it was, he had stipulated that he would do five days off and two days off! I have eight days off a month.

Hu Changan was directly stupid.

As the saying goes, there are policies and countermeasures, and the rules set are a little out of shape, and Hu Changan can also understand it.

But this is more than a little bit out of shape, right?

Directly the old hen turned into a duck.

Hu Changan was angry, and his heart was also full of doubts.

It stands to reason that this shouldn't be!

Even if the surname Wang is a bastard who disobeys yin and yang, but when he announced the policy, there were obviously more than a dozen people present, could it be that all of them were rebelled?

Hu Changan doesn't feel that his ability to recognize people is so poor, and he can do more than a dozen people to look away.

No, it's likely that there is a cat in it.

Hu Changan decided to stay put, and continued to observe for a few days.

But to be honest, the house in this workshop is really well built, and it is really tall and bright.

The continuous houses made Hu Changan's mood a little more relaxed.

It's still done, and the silver is not spent in vain.

But when he arrived at the workers' dormitory, Hu Changan's blood pressure couldn't help but rise.

What? There isn't even a bed in this dormitory, it's all straw?

Hu Changan was simply angry.

Although this is only a worker's dormitory, not the master's bedroom, it can't be so perfunctory!

You must know that even poor families who can't afford to buy a bed will choose to spread several layers of straw mats on the ground.

And what about here?

The messy straw was spread on the ground, and a few blankets were laid on top of it, which could be described as shabby.

Moreover, the blankets are of different colors and shapes, and at first glance they are brought by the workers themselves from home.

Where is this worker's dormitory, it's worse than a kennel!

Hu Changan was so stupid that he couldn't wait to lift his beard on the spot and directly announce his identity.

But after thinking about it, Hu Changan calmed down again.

Maybe there are more cats in this factory?

No, he'll have to look at it again.

At this time, it was still early, the factory had not yet started, and there were still a few people in the dormitory.

Li Hu, who led the way, casually led Hu Changan to a straw bed, and swaggered away.

On the straw bed next to it, a boy of about eighteen or nineteen years old was combing his hair.

Seeing that the newcomer was coming, the young man continued to fiddle with his hair, and asked Hu Changan enthusiastically, "Brother, where are you from?" Which production line was you placed on? ”