The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Butler Zhao seemed a little anxious today. He wondered if there was anything else he needed to do.

The accountant bowed carefully and spoke to Old Zhao.

"Does Butler Zhao have anything else to do? If there is anything, there are people from the accountant watching over here. Just go ahead and do it."

Old Zhao was stunned at first, then shook his head.

"Nothing."

"After the reward money is distributed, I can report this to my wife in the evening."

Old Zhao tried to keep his expression calm, and stood there without moving.

The accountant just nodded and didn't say anything else.

Since Butler Zhao said no, then let's just assume there is nothing.

He just stood behind the table and urged the people behind him to be more efficient.

The accountant heard the noise and his hands moved faster.

As for the others.

They were all going to receive the reward money, so how could they not move faster? They were eager to get the reward money and leave quickly.

Finally, after finishing the work, Lao Zhao just told the accountant to keep the account book and come back to look at it in the evening, and then left in a hurry.

Seeing this, the accountant showed a helpless smile on his face.

This is clearly an urgent matter.

I'm afraid that this matter should be just the private matter of housekeeper Zhao, so he has to finish the things in the house before he can do his own things.

Lao Zhao left the house and hurried to the manor.

Now the manor is still busy.

Repairing new houses, repairing the houses of wealthy families, clearing the foundations of the main streets, and then building new roads, all of these require people.

The road is going to be built in the manor. For the farmers, although they know that this is a good thing, they are more confused.

Isn't the road in the manor good now?

What can it look like if it is repaired again?

Could it be that the main road of the whole manor should be paved with thick stone slabs like the Zhuque Street in Chang'an City?

Although they had doubts in their hearts, after the master gave the order, everyone in the manor still worked together to obey the instructions of the people in the house, and began to clear the road and lay the foundation according to the instructions.

Repairing Lupu Bridge is a good thing for the benefit of the manor. Although the master's house posted a notice to recruit workers, except for those who were paid to work, other people in the manor also voluntarily went to help when they were free.

Isn't this road going to be taken by the people in the manor in the future?

If you can contribute, do your part, and you can't always let the master pay.

After the eldest lady of the Yang family finished her work at home, she went to help with the work.

Although she is a woman, she is also very efficient at work.

She couldn't do the heavy work of tamping the road, but she couldn't do the heavy work of cleaning the soil and transporting the sand and gravel. If she couldn't carry too much, she could make more trips.

It wasn't just the eldest lady of the Yang family who did this.

The women of other families would also take the initiative to help and do what they could after they had freed up their hands.

After living in the manor for so long, the farmers all knew that although His Highness seemed to be a troublemaker, everything he did was actually for the betterment of the manor.

Didn't the life in the past two years prove that what His Highness did was correct?

As long as you listen to His Highness and follow the orders of the manor, you will have a good life.

Lao Zhao came to the door of the Yang family, and the door was closed.

He went forward and knocked on the door knocker, but no one responded for a long time.

"Is Madam Yang here?" Lao Zhao called.

Still no movement.

At this time, the neighbor came out.

"Butler Zhao." The neighbor bowed to see Old Zhao.

Old Zhao nodded slightly.

"Is the eldest lady of the Yang family not at home?" Old Zhao asked.

"I just heard her say that she went to help build the road."

The young and strong men in the Yang family's neighbors went out to work, leaving only an elderly woman at home. Because her legs and feet were not very flexible, she stayed at home. When she heard the noise at the door next door, she came out with a cane to see.

"Is that so." Old Zhao responded: "Then I'll go to the construction site to look for it. Thank you."

"Butler Zhao, you are polite."

After saying goodbye to the old man, Old Zhao went to the main road on the farm.

You can see many people working on the road from a distance.

And the main road on the farm has been cleared for a section, and the ground has been compacted in part.

The cleared foundation is one or two inches lower than the land next to it.

After all, it is a main road in Zhuangzi. Even if it is compacted, there will not be much change after it is cleared.

Many people have walked on this main road in recent years, and the hardness of the ground is no longer comparable to the ground on both sides.Only when it rains, the water soaks for most of the day. If there are oxcarts or horsecarts, or people walking by at this time, it will become muddy.

The craftsmen working on the road greeted Lao Zhao when they saw him.

And under the guidance of everyone, Lao Zhao also successfully found the eldest lady of the Yang family.

"Looking for me?" The eldest lady of the Yang family looked at Lao Zhao in disbelief.

"Yes, looking for you, I came here with the wife's intention this time." Lao Zhao smiled and said, "The day before yesterday, the new house held a housewarming party. The house was busy and the kitchen was busy. ..."

Lao Zhao explained the reason clearly.

Then he told her that the kitchen of the house wanted to recruit people.

"My husband and his wife want to add another person in the kitchen. Let me ask you if you are willing to work in the kitchen of the new house. The wages are the same as those of the servants in the house. There will be extra rewards during festivals or when there are happy events in the house."

Mrs. Yang heard it.

There is such a good thing?

But how did such a good thing come to me?

Am I dreaming?

Usually, I just take some odd jobs from Butler Zhao to earn some money to supplement the family income. This is because Butler Zhao is kind-hearted and feels sorry for my orphan and widow.

Now there is such a good thing, it is like pie in the sky.

Old Zhao saw that Mrs. Yang was silent and didn't say anything, and he felt a little anxious.

What's going on?

This is a good thing, do you still need to consider it?

Isn't this more than doing odd jobs on weekdays?

Children also need money to go to school on weekdays. It's better to have a stable income, right?

"You, don't want to?" Old Zhao asked tentatively.

The eldest lady of the Yang family came back to her senses and shook her head.

"No, no, no, no, it's not that I don't want to."

"It just feels unreal. Why did the husband and the lady choose me?"

"I'm just a little curious."

Old Zhao suddenly realized that this was the reason.

"It's like this. I mentioned your situation to the husband, and maybe the husband has remembered it in his heart."