The domestic servant bowed and trotted, came to Huang Zundao, and whispered: "Master, the news has been found."
Huang Zundao was lying on a bamboo rocking chair. A maid behind him was rocking the chair lightly, and a maid next to him was beating his legs. The guy didn't even open his eyes, but said in a deep voice: "Tell me."
The servant bent down and came closer: "There were four people in that group, and they came by boat a few days ago. They checked into the inn as soon as they got off the boat, and brought a few boxes with them. Those boxes were quite heavy, and they were carried back and forth several times."
"What have they been doing these two days?" Huang Zundao asked.
The house slave replied: "Walking around and talking to people, maybe I am choosing a place for the warehouse."
"That's no problem." Huang Zundao suddenly sat up.
The servant asked: "Master, these people are not liars, are they?"
"What can I cheat?" Huang Zundao said confidently, "The deserted beach by the river is useless. Even if it is given to them, can the land on the river beach be scraped away? From the beginning to the end, I have not paid half a penny. As long as I start building goods
Let him bring the money for the warehouse. It’s half-finished and he can still sit on the ground and raise the price. How many outsiders dare to fall out with me? If his deal is successful, Huangjia Town will become a big town in the future. His deal will not be successful.
, the warehouse can’t be taken away, didn’t I just pick up a warehouse for nothing?”
The slave was convinced and said flatteringly: "Master is really smart, we all make money anyway!"
Huang Zundao sneered and said: "A kid with a yellow mouth, relying on his family's power, dares to show off in front of me. I eat more salt than he eats rice. Don't be anxious, let him choose the river beach slowly, you send someone there
Help me choose. As long as I use the money to level the beach, they will be trapped, and everything from now on will be at my discretion."
"Master, this is such a good trick." The slave praised him sincerely.
Huang Zundao warned: "Before they provide money, you have people to serve them well. Whether you are coaxing or deceiving them, don't let them leave Huangjia Town."
"I'll do it right away." The slave bowed and backed away.
"Wait a minute. That Jishui scholar is handsome and well-dressed. He seems to be a romantic man." Huang Zundao patted the little hand of the leg-beating maid and said, "Xiao Cui, go to the inn to stay for a few days and coax that scholar."
If you are happy, the sooner you let him pay for it, the better."
The maid who beat her legs panicked and knelt down: "Master, please forgive me, Master, please forgive me!"
Huang Zundao said angrily: "What are you afraid of? Get up quickly. This is an errand for you. If you do it well, you will be rewarded. First, you have to make the scholar happy and don't let him leave Huangjia Town; second, look for opportunities.
To coax him to pay for it, say that workers are hard to find and the sooner the land is leveled, the better; third, be more attentive and listen to what they say, and if you get any news, quietly tell the innkeeper."
The maid Xiaocui still had a pale face. She was going to warm someone else's bed.
Meritorious service and so on are all nonsense.
Mr. Huang doesn't like people who are dirty. When she comes back from doing things, don't think about being a maid in the inner courtyard again.
"Why are you still standing there? Go quickly!" Huang Zundao roared.
Xiaocui was so frightened that she trembled all over and hurriedly accepted the order to leave. She was escorted by her slaves to the inn.
Waiting until noon, Zhao Han finally returned from inspecting the river beach.
The servant immediately stepped forward and said: "Ms. Zhao is of a delicate body and has no one to serve him when he is away from home. My master specially sent a tea and water boy."
Zhao Han raised the maid's chin with a folding fan and said in a frivolous tone: "Yes, Xiaojiabiyu, I feel pity for you. I can't find anything better in such a remote village. I reluctantly accepted this maid."
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"As long as Mr. Zhao likes her," the servant nodded and said, "for a country maid to be favored by Mr. Zhao is a blessing she has earned over several lifetimes."
As he spoke, his expression changed and he scolded: "Xiao Cui, why don't you kneel down to thank me!"
Xiaocui was about to cry but had no tears, so she knelt down and kowtowed and said, "Thank you so much for your great kindness."
Zhao Han raised his nostrils to the sky and said disdainfully: "Get up. If someone like you is here in Jishui, I really won't look down on you."
Xiaocui stood up slowly, lowered her head and said nothing, and did not dare to let anyone see her tears.
Zhao Han added: "How much is this maid worth? Please ask your master to send her the deed."
The servant was stunned for a moment and explained: "Ms. Zhao, this is my master, who was specially sent to serve Mr. Zhao tea and water..."
"You won't sell it? You won't give it away either? You are so stingy, you are indeed a rich man!" Zhao Han said angrily, "Take him back quickly, I am not used to other people's things."
The slave didn't know how to respond, so he could only say: "Mr. Zhao, please calm down. I will go home and ask the master for instructions."
The slave ran wildly and quickly returned to the Huang family's ancestral home.
Huang Zunde was also a little dumbfounded. He had never seen such a domineering person. He thought about it: "Go back and tell the scholar that the maid will give it to him. When the warehouse is repaired, he will send the body deed to him."
"My master is still smart." The slave started running errands again.
When we arrived at the inn, we had a chat.
Zhao Han sneered and said: "Country people are just stingy. They are just maids. They just give it away when they say it, and they have to wait for the matter to be completed? Give him a small amount of money and get out of here!"
Chen Maosheng took out a bunch of copper coins and stuffed them into the hands of his slave.
The slave was very happy when he received a reward of several hundred liters, and he also began to think that Mr. Huang was stingy.
Mr. Zhao is so generous, he is worthy of being a rich man from the city. What kind of beauty can Mr. Zhao covet after a country maid before he has seen her? My master has done such a disgraceful thing that even he, a domestic slave, feels ashamed.
The domestic slave quickly apologized to Mr. Huang: "Ms. Zhao, you have a lot of money, don't be like us country people."
"It's easy to say. I like to hear this. I'll reward him with a drop of money." Zhao Han said with a smile.
Chen Maosheng pushed another bunch of copper coins over.
The slave immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Ms. Zhao is really a man of great things. I kowtow to you. I wish you a prosperous business and a fortune this year."
Do you like to hear good things?
Then I will say a little more.
Reward me quickly, reward me quickly!
"Go away!" Zhao Han didn't reward him any more, he just smiled and drove them away.
The servant kowtowed again: "If Mr. Zhao has any instructions, just say hello from now on."
This guy still wants to ask for reward money.
Compared with Zhao Han, Mr. Huang is extremely stingy.
Zhao Han took the maid back to the guest room and said with a smile: "Sit yourself."
"I don't dare, this slave." Xiao Cui said with fear on her face.
Zhao Han smiled and comforted: "Don't be afraid. What I said before is for others to see. I cherish women the most. I have many maids in my family and I have never treated any of them badly."
Xiaocui was dubious about Zhao Han's handsome appearance.
Zhao Han asked: "What is your name?"
Xiao Cui replied: "Xiao Cui."
"I asked you your real name." Zhao Han said.
Xiao Cui said: "Huang Sanmei."
Zhao Han continued to inquire: "Your surname is Huang, are you from the same clan as Mr. Huang?"
Xiao Cui replied: "My servants don't know that most of the people in the village have the surname Huang."
"How old are you?" Zhao Han asked.
"Seventeen." Xiaocui said.
"Then you are older than me," Zhao Han saw that she was still very reserved, so he pulled her to sit down and comforted her softly, "Sister, don't be afraid, please sit down and talk first."
Hearing that Zhao Han called her sister, Xiaocui was frightened but also felt quite relieved.
Looking horizontally and vertically, Zhao Han doesn't look like a fake, and he is such a handsome scholar.
Suddenly, Xiao Cuifang's heart beat wildly, imagining that after the matter was completed, Mr. Huang would send the body deed, and she would be able to go to the city with her husband.
Zhao Han continued to chat about family affairs, which was the easiest way to close the distance: "How many people are there in my sister's family?"
Xiaocui answered honestly: "The eldest sister is married, the second sister has died of illness, and there are two younger brothers. My parents are farming for Mr. Huang. In the past few years, they couldn't pay the rent, so they were made slaves.
Maid, the eldest brother also paid off his debts and became a servant."
"It's so pitiful. Sister, don't be sad. Things will get better in the future." Zhao Han said softly.
Hearing these ordinary words, Xiaocui suddenly wanted to cry for no reason.
She came to the Huang family as a maid when she was twelve years old. For several years, she was beaten and scolded at will, and even if she did something wrong, she would be beaten. How could anyone comfort him like this?
What's more, the person speaking is a noble gentleman, a scholar from the city.
Xiao Cui thought to herself: If she can serve Mr. Zhao from now on and listen to him say a few words of kindness, then she will be beaten to death by her mistress, this life will be worth it.
Zhao Han helped Xiaocui wipe away her tears: "Sister, please don't cry."
"Don't cry, don't cry," Xiaocui quickly rolled her sleeves, wiped away her tears, and choked out a smile, "Ms. Zhao, you are such a kind person, any young lady who can marry my husband must have served Guanyin Bodhisattva in her previous life."
When Xiaocui wiped her tears, she revealed a scar on her wrist, which seemed to have been pulled out by a bamboo stick.
"Master Huang, are you still beating me?" Zhao Han asked.
Xiao Cui replied: "If the servant does something wrong, he should be beaten. I don't blame the master."
Zhao Han looked serious and said solemnly: "The servants are also human beings, how can they be beaten casually? Mr. Huang is so abominable!"
Xiaocui said quickly: "It's my fault that I broke the master's cup. I deserve to be beaten."
"You can't think like this," Zhao Han began to popularize the theory of personality. "In the Song Dynasty, there was a great scholar named Zhu Xi. Scholars called him Zhu Xi. Tongsheng, scholar, scholar, Jinshi, all scholars read Zhu Xi's annotations.
Do you know what Zhu Zi said? He said that all people are born equal. Emperors, generals, masters, and servants are all born the same, and no one is inferior to anyone else."
Xiao Cui said blankly: "Master Zhu Zi really said that?"
"That's what Zhu Zi said," Zhao Han said sadly, "but those who have read the book are tampering with Zhu Zi's words. As a master, you know that it is wrong, but you still bully your subordinates. Do you think it is very bad?"
Xiaocui nodded subconsciously, and then shook her head: "It's always wrong for the master to kill someone."
Zhao Han couldn't help but hold his forehead. What a lousy place. The slaves were brainwashed so severely. It was much more normal over there in Qianshan.
Zhao Han could only say: "I will explain this truth to you slowly. Let's go to the next room and I will teach you how to read and write."
Xiaocui was pleasantly surprised, but she said, "I'm very stupid. I'm afraid I won't be able to learn."
"Don't be afraid, there is someone stupider than you next door," Zhao Han said with a smile, "Also, don't call yourself a slave from now on, just say 'I'."
Pushing open the door to the next door, Zhao Han shouted: "Tieniu, it's time to study."
Zhang Tieniu was sleeping on the money box. When he heard this in a daze, he jumped up in fright: "I...I need to urinate. I need to poop!"
"Go back and sit down!" Zhao Han scolded.
Zhang Tieniu looked aggrieved and glanced at Xiao Cui: "Is this girl also joining the gang?"
Zhao Han smiled and said: "Sooner or later."
Zhang Tieniu couldn't help but want to roll his eyes and thought to himself: A master, an actor, a coolie. Now it's great, even the maids have come to rebel. If he tells me, he will make people laugh to death.