Zhou Yu and Father Zhang had finished talking about the business, and when they were about to chat, Zhou Xihu hurried back, just about to speak, and saw Father Zhang sitting by the side, then I remembered that I was waiting for someone in someone's house. Well, I had to swallow what I wanted to say, and sat down beside my uncle honestly, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating. Fortunately, nothing was cold.
After the conversation just now, Zhou Yu was no longer so out of sight, and asked his nephew: "Little Tiger, have you ever seen that everyone in the Zhang family yard is eating?"
"En, wait." Zhou Xihu ate quickly, took a sip of soy milk, and swallowed the food, then said: "I saw it, I saw it all, except for those who had things in the morning, they all ate there, only the small pickles are better than us. A few are missing here, and there are a lot of others. You can eat whatever you want.
I saw a strong man with three mouthfuls as one big steamed bun. He ate four steamed buns in a while, and he was not afraid of choking. Uncle Zhang, if you do this, it’s really much better than anywhere else. My nephew said something rebellious. If you do this, the people in the yard will only remember you well, not to mention that it is from the government. Even if the current saint himself comes down, the people in the yard will also protect you. "
"Xiaohu, what are you talking nonsense? Isn't your Uncle Zhang helping the saint to be better to the people in the yard? How come you have become a private army?" Zhou Zheng frowned and taught his nephew.
He was also filled with emotion. Zhang's Zhuangzi actually gave breakfast to his servants. Those who watched the night had to eat supper. This time the money was used to shop, and the loyalty of the people in the yard can be imagined. Four meals. It's nothing more than that for myself and others in the mansion. On the other side, it is for the subordinates.
It's no wonder that Xiaoju led herself away, because she was afraid that she would hurt the little boy and the next lady. At that time, she didn't make any actions that would hurt the two children. Otherwise, Xiaoju and the pomegranate next to him would be able to do it. Pounced to death.
It's no wonder the Gejia Zhuangzi people are full of envy when they talk about the Zhang Wangs and the Zhang Wangs. The Zhang Wangs and the Zhang Wangs actually manage the entire Zhuangzi as iron plates. Why do those two children dare to play outside with a maid? As long as they say hello, the dealers of the Zhang family's family can rush over when they hear the voice. It is not the ability to have money in your own family, but to let the people around you take care of it together.
"Uncle, I don't know how you slept last night. My nephew found that there were people walking around in the middle of the night. When my nephew got up at night, he found that many rooms were still lit."
Zhou Xihu was really frightened. She was frightened by Zhangjiazhuang's method, and even if the owner of the family was beside him, he talked to his uncle again.
"Is there anything else? Brother Yongcheng, how did you arrange this yard? Is it possible to wait for me to do this?" Zhou Zheng was also surprised, thinking that this is not a Zhuangzi, but similar to a palace. Although he has never been in the place at night, he has also heard that there are always people patrolling the palace at night.
When Father Zhang saw someone asking, he was considered a close person, so he didn't lie, so he said, "That is, starting from the fall of last year, Wang's Zhuangzi followed suit. He recruited a few more people and didn't spend too much money. If there is a person walking around at night, the people in the yard will be more stable, so don't worry.
It’s nothing more than using some lamp oil. The people in the yard sleep well, get up early and do things better than usual. It’s worth it. I don’t care about the money, especially some maids who don’t dare to get up at night. Now there are always people. A lot less trouble, the subordinate is also a human. "
"Okay, after I go back, I will do the same. I can't blame you for this villager. It feels different from other places. Everyone is selling their lives. Brother Yongcheng, this is the idea of your lady? "
Zhou You was indeed touched. He thought that when the servants were so serious when they did things, he thought that the yard management was strict, but now I realized that it is people who are good to the servants, and they pay for each one. It looks simple, but in reality Not easy.
What else can Father Zhang say? He couldn't betray his child, nodded, and admitted this. The money was earned by his son and daughter-in-law, and he was not under his control at all. He was studying things all day. The respect of the daughter-in-law is greater than that of herself.
Seeing Zhang's confession, the three of them started to eat again. Zhou Xihu drank a bowl of soy milk, moved the slightly cold tofu brain to his face, and then looked at the steamed buns and steamed buns that could not be finished at all, and asked. :
"Uncle Zhang, do you really want to deep-fry these leftovers? Just heat it up, right?"
"It’s natural to get hot and hot. Many people don’t even get hot, but usually the most things happen in the afternoon. Coupled with the busyness of the morning, the next person is also tired. You need to take care of it and use it with frying. Now, one is rich in oil and water, and the other tastes good, so they can eat more.
Let them eat more, raise their bodies, and do more things for them. They are too exhausted to buy. People are simple, but loyalty is not guaranteed. For these people in the yard, the master tells him some secrets. You just caught it and peeled off their skins, and they wouldn’t tell the secret. What if you’re better? "
Father Zhang felt deeply about this matter. Sometimes I met cherry, pomegranate, Xiaohong, Huzi, Erniu, etc., and wanted to ask his son what’s going on. These people didn’t even say a word. Will be whipped to death.
Especially Er Niu, who used to wait by his side in the past, when he asked in a hurry, he even said, "Master, you just killed the little one, and the little one won't say that, the little boy gave the password."
At that time, I was jealous. My son actually treated his subordinates like this. I heard from my wife that he asked Erniu at that time, and Erniu answered the same way. Such a clever person dared to resist the Patriarch’s questioning. There is no way to compare what the lady is asking about the people who are taking care of him.
Of course Father Zhang didn’t know that there was a power called faith. Those who followed Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan had already regarded them as gods. Even if Wang Juan was a bomb, they would take it with them and rush in. Detonated among the enemy.
Zhou Yu didn't know that in such a short time, Zhang's father would have so many thoughts. Watching the porridge is about to cool down, he quickly took a couple of sips. Just as he was about to speak, messy footsteps suddenly sounded outside.
"Brother Yongcheng, this is..." Zhou Yan asked suspiciously. It stands to reason that since the servants in the yard know the rules so well, they can't be so flustered.
Father Zhang also didn't know what was going on, turned his head and looked at the door, waiting for someone to come over and explain.
In a short while, a person appeared at the door and said to him: "Master, just a quarter of an hour ago, Zhang Qing’s cow accidentally rolled down from the mountain, and Zhang Qing’s seven-year-old child also fell, and the yard has been dispatched. After two healers, it is estimated that they will be there in half an hour, and there are other people who will follow along to help."
"Understood, go to the resettlement, let people bring all the things that should be brought, and don't delay." When Father Zhang heard this, he was also anxious. After all, it is human life. Report to the government and spend some money. If the child has something good or bad, it will be difficult to handle it. It is up to oneself to save others. If his son falls, he dare not think about it.
The servant left with a sigh, and Zhou Yu was curious again, "Brother Yongcheng, I don't know where did that person fall from?"
"Where else can it be? There is such a dangerous place on Zhuangzi. After a while, people will dig the place flat. After a rain, the mountain in that place slipped down a lot of mud and rocks, and the place was made. It's steep. I knew it would happen, and it's calming down. It's all busy in spring."
Father Zhang's face was not very good-looking, so he could not help but speak in a hurry.
"Oh, I don't know how far it is from here?" Zhou Yu asked again.
"It’s not far, it won’t take a quarter of an hour. Oh, I know what Brother Miaoran is going to ask. It’s because the people over there have found out late, otherwise they would have sent someone out long ago. Livestock, a person in charge, they will go out if they are ill. When Brother Miaoran came, he must have seen some shelves built on Zhuangzi, right?"
"See, it has something to do with this?"
"On the shelf, there are some ropes that are pulled out with fine silk. The dealers of the Zhangwang family have two, one is a bell, and the other is a bamboo tube connected to both sides. If you have an emergency, use that thing. It usually doesn’t take dozens of breaths to come for help, you know it here, and someone will respond immediately."
When Father Zhang talked about this, he raised his head, and a proud expression appeared on his face. He was qualified to be so. The last time Zhang Xiaoshu’s house took only a quarter of an hour from the accident to the placement. At this speed, Who dares to compare
Zhou Yu was also stupid. He did see those racks, but he never thought that the owner of the Zhuangzi built it for the Zhuang household to ask for help. Whenever something happened there, the people here were sent out, and his mansion and Zhuangzi is not as good as it is. Where something happened, it would take half an hour to get the news.
"Brother Yongcheng, can you take me to see it?" Zhou Zheng became more and more unbelievable as he thought about it.
"Alright, let's go and have a look, I don't know what happened to Zhang Qing's child? Don't let anything go wrong, there is only one baby bump in his house."
Father Zhang didn't want to eat anymore, so he agreed, got up first, and walked outside.
Zhou Xihu and his nephew also put down their chopsticks and walked out behind Zhang's father. They wanted to see if this matter was true or false. Hearing is false, seeing is believing.
Waiting for the three of them to get to the place by car, there was a child crying there, and another adult was constantly cursing the child for being careless. If the child hadn’t been injured, the adult could have beaten him twice. Down.