Xiao Lingyue had no knowledge of what happened to the Thirteenth Princess on her way back to the palace.
Meng Wenhao stayed at the county lord's mansion with Xiaomu.
With Uncle Zhou's help, he hired someone from Prince Yi's Mansion to help him clean the house, and bought some furniture and daily necessities. It took him a whole day to finally tidy up the house, which was almost covered in dust and looked like a haunted house.
It's inhabited.
Meng Wenhao was very satisfied with this and thanked Uncle Zhou again and again for his help.
Those injured craftsmen also temporarily stopped working. Uncle Zhou made the decision and tripled their wages. Those who were slightly injured took a day off and continued to work. Those who were seriously injured and were unable to work were given five times more wages as compensation.
After receiving the money, the craftsmen who originally felt aggrieved were all so surprised that their eyes lit up. They wanted to pat their chests to ensure that nothing happened to them and that they could continue working.
Uncle Zhou calmed down the group of people in a few words and successfully solved the trouble.
In response to this, Xiao Lingyue, who was watching on the sidelines, couldn't help but sigh: "Uncle Zhou is really an all-around housekeeper! He can handle everything well."
Meng Wenhao nodded repeatedly: "It seems that I will learn more from Butler Zhou in the future!"
It’s simply a ready-made housekeeper template!
Beibei looked at the grateful craftsmen, thoughtfully.
Hanhan asked him curiously: "Beibei, what are you looking at?"
Beibei said calmly: "Let's look at a very simple and effective principle."
A question mark appeared on Hanhan's head: "?"
"What's the point?" He couldn't help but look towards the craftsmen, but saw nothing.
Bei Beidao: "Money can make the world go round."
If Uncle Zhou hadn't been so generous and paid three or even five times the wages, these craftsmen who were beaten innocently would inevitably have resentments in their hearts. How would they be like now?
They all wish they could worship their mother and Uncle Zhou as gods of wealth.
As the ancients said, money can make the devil grind the mill.
It's really simple and effective.
Beibei felt that he had experienced it personally and had been taught another lesson.
Hanhan: "..."
His little head was instantly tangled into a ball of wool, and he asked: "Beibei, what do you mean by this sentence?"
Beibei glanced at him subtly: "It doesn't matter if you don't need to know."
"Why?" Hanhan's head was full of questions, "Can you know but I can't know?"
"No reason."
Beibei cursed in disgust, he didn't want to explain to an idiot.
Anyway, Hanhan is the prince's son and will definitely inherit his father's position in the future. There is no need to know this. There will always be people around him who can solve his troubles.
Beibei said casually: "You just need to learn what you should learn."
Hanhan became more and more puzzled: "What should I learn? Beibei, your words are so difficult to understand."
It's obvious that you are too stupid, okay?
Beibei said speechlessly: "You should ask your father about this question. How would I know?"
Hanhan was stunned for a moment, but instead of getting angry, he smiled: "So Beibei, you also have something you don't know!"
Beibei: "...Shut up."
Xiao Lingyue didn't pay attention to the little quarrel between the two children.
After settling the matter at the County Lord's Mansion, the sky became dark.
She, Qingluo, and Uncle Zhou returned to Prince Yi's Mansion with their two children. This chapter has been completed!