Zhao Yi helped Zhou Jinjue and let him lie on the table. Seeing Zhou Jinyu's movements, Zhao Yi said with a smile: "You pour the wine yourself, can't you smell the wine?"
"I smelled it, but I saw that your movements were too fast, faster than a non-drinker like me, so I wanted to verify it." Zhou Jinyu said sheepishly.
"Okay, hurry up and ask someone to boil hot water and let him take a hot bath. He drank too much wine. The wine in his body must be released, otherwise it will be bad for his health." Zhao Yi said.
Hearing Zhao Yi's words, Zhou Jinyu also understood what he meant. Although Zhou Jinjue drank a lot in the past, this time he drank more than two kilograms of liquor quickly, and the alcohol content was also very high. He really needed external help to disperse the liquor.
Zhou Jinyu simply ran outside and found other servants to help boil water. Zhao Yi actually contains a lot of alcohol in his body and needs a hot bath, but he needs to take good care of Zhou Jinjue now.
Maybe tomorrow he will wake up and see the world differently.
"Lao Li, help me and carry him to the bathroom." Zhao said to the chef Lao Li.
Lao Li is generally taciturn, but he is still a good person, otherwise he would not have been recruited into the mansion by Zhao Yi. His ancestor was an imperial chef. He used to work in a state-owned hotel, and now he has been working as a chef with Zhao Yi for three years.
Not only did Zhao Yi give him a lot of money, he also had few things to do. When he was not at home, he only had to be responsible for the meals for other servants. When Zhao Yi was at home, apart from making the meals more exquisite, he did not put in much extra time.
The chef was different. After Lao Li helped, Zhao used very little strength to put Zhou Jinjue's other hand on his shoulder, and he and Lao Li carried Zhou Jinjue to the bathroom.
Nowadays, there are many large courtyards in Beijing, and there are very few independent bathing places. Most people go to the big bathhouse to take a bath. This is difficult for Zhao Yi, a southerner, to accept that a group of old men sit together with their buttocks naked. In the bathhouse, you can be as embarrassed as you want, and if you are embarrassed yourself, then it will be really embarrassing.
After buying Prince Gong's Mansion, Zhao Yi converted a house into a private bathroom. However, there was no water heater at that time, so he still used briquettes to boil water for bathing. Fortunately, he did not do all this work himself, otherwise he would find it troublesome. , it is estimated that the house needs to be renovated again.
After Zhao Yi and Lao Li carried Zhou Jinjue to the bathroom, the servants had already poured hot water into the tub. Zhou Jinyu was also here. Seeing Zhao Yi and the others coming over, she quickly put some things for bathing in place and put Zhou Jinjue down. Finally, Zhao Yi said: "You go out first, I will take off your brother's clothes and take a bath."
Zhou Jinyu stuck out her tongue, made a funny face, and quickly ran out of the bathroom. This bathroom was not exclusive to Zhao Yi. It was a bathroom for male guests. Zhao Yi also had a private bathroom for himself.
The rest were all men, so they had no scruples. Zhao Yi and Lao Li took off Zhou Jinjue's clothes together, then carried them into the tub, and poured some vinegar into the hot water, so that the alcohol would evaporate. Faster.
Zhao Yiyi washed Zhou Jinjue's face and hair, but was too lazy to wash his body. He always felt strange when touching the man's body. After finishing this, he let Zhou Jinjue soak in the tub for a while, and let Lao Li Help watch.
After walking out of the bathroom, Zhao Yi felt a trace of sweat on his body. It was already the end of November and the weather was already very cold. He hurried to his bathroom, otherwise he would be in trouble if he caught a cold. Fortunately, his bathroom was not far away. In the same yard.
When Zhao entered his bathroom, the hot water had been put in the bathtub, and the toiletries were all at hand. He tested the water temperature with his hands and found that it was a bit hot, but not hot. He quickly took off his clothes and plunged into the bathtub. in.
You read that right. Zhao Yi’s private bathroom is made of marble and white marble. It is similar to the palace bathrooms in later TV series. It is impossible to build a swimming pool in Prince Gong’s mansion, but it is possible to build a large bathtub. no problem.
When we first purchased Prince Gong’s Mansion, we had an agreement that we needed to maintain Prince Gong’s Mansion and not carry out destructive renovations. Therefore, Zhao Yi’s bathhouse was not dug on the ground, but built directly on the ground. This way, if we want to restore it to its original appearance in the future, , just need to remove the bathtub on the ground.
Burying his whole body in the water, a heat wave swept through his body instantly, making it difficult for Zhao Yi to breathe. He quickly raised his head out of the water, took a deep breath, swam to the shallow water on the side, lay down, and left his head alone. Outside.
After soaking like this for fifteen minutes, I felt that the alcohol in my body was dissipating a little, and then I asked Zhou Ling to remove the brain protection.
After removing the protection from his brain, sleepiness slowly crept into Zhao Yi's head, and he fell asleep here soon.
Just when Zhao Yi was sleeping soundly, the sound of banging on the door rang out, waking him up from his sleep. He almost choked on his water, poured the water on his face, and said, "Who is it?"
"Zhao Yi, how long do you want to take a shower? It's been an hour. I thought something happened to you." Zhou Jinyu's voice came from outside.
"It's okay, I just took a nap, I'll be fine soon." Zhao Yi shouted towards the door.
"Don't sleep anymore, be careful of choking on the water. If you don't come out in ten minutes, I will break in." Zhou Jinyu left the door after leaving harsh words.
Hearing her footsteps walking away, Zhao Yi really didn't dare to turn a deaf ear. It was really possible for this person to be able to do such a thing. He propped up his tired body, stood up, wiped the water off his body, and wiped the water clean. Put on your clothes and walk outside.
In the rest room of this courtyard, Zhao Yi found Zhou Jinyu. She was very leisurely. She was making a pot of tea by herself, holding an antique teacup in her hand, looking at the setting sun outside, leisurely and contented.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Yi sat down on another recliner regardless of appearance, poured a cup of tea, drank it like a cow, and lay down, trying to relieve his fatigue by stretching his body.
Zhou Jinyu saw Zhao Yi like this and said quickly: "You'd better give my brother a bath. His skin will probably be wrinkled after soaking for so long."
Hearing this, Zhao Dun felt that it was so difficult for her. She was right, so she could only stand up and walk towards the bathroom where Zhou Jinjue was.
Although Zhao Yi hired a lot of servants, most of them were responsible for cleaning the palace, doing some catering work, and helping with bathing like this. They were not asked to do it at the beginning. After all, the reform and opening up had just begun. If word got out, " The label of "landlord" may be slapped on his own head.
Not only that, when these servants were recruited, they signed labor contracts and clarified the scope of their work. If they exceeded their scope of work, Zhao Yidu would provide them with bonuses and compensation, and they would never be allowed to make mistakes in this regard.
More than three years have passed, and there has been no gossip about Zhao Yi. In this regard, Zhao Yi can still be strict with himself, so that the servants who enter the house do not feel that they are servants.
They are just part-time workers, no different from those who work in factories. Moreover, their wages are high, their food is good, they also have social insurance, and they don’t have to worry about not having a pension in the future.
The insurance was formulated based on previous lives, and the insurance funds were temporarily managed by Zhao Yi. They would be handed over to them after the country formally established the relevant insurance system.
All the employees under Zhao Yi did this in order to reassure the employees who followed him. As for worrying about Zhao Yi's bankruptcy, there was no need. Those who could afford to live in Prince Gong's Mansion were definitely rich people.
The employees of the company are full of confidence in the development of their company, and they will not feel that the company will suddenly be unable to operate.
If rumors of such a superior treatment still spread, it is estimated that many unemployed people outside will squeeze their heads to get in, and those who spread bad rumors will lose such a good job. No normal person would do this.
Entering the bathroom, he saw Lao Li still watching and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, Lao Li."
Lao Li knew that it was his employer who was being polite. He had nothing to do. Isn't he just watching from the side to prevent Zhou Jinjue's mouth and nose from entering the water? He quickly said: "It's not hard, it's not hard. I think I can wipe it for him." Too much time is not good for your health.”
"Well, come and help me lift him up, and I'll wipe him." Zhao Yi said.
After a lot of tossing between the two of them, Zhou Jinjue was finally put into clean clothes. Zhao Yi also let out a sigh of relief and asked Lao Li to carry Zhou Jinjue to his room.
After waiting for everything to be finished, Zhao Yi no longer felt sleepy, so he came to the rest room in the residential courtyard. Zhao Yi set up a public rest room in each courtyard so that the residents in the courtyard could have a common experience. A place for tea and chit-chat.
As soon as Zhao finished making the tea, Zhou Jinyu walked in, sat down and said, "I thought you would go to the rest room in the bathroom, so I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Hearing her words, Zhao Yi said: "I'm not sick, right? I've finished taking a bath, why are I going there?"
After hearing Zhao Yi's words, she replied with one word, "Che~~".
Zhao Yi ignored her disdain, picked up the teacup and sipped the tea gently, looked out the window and said, "What is life?"
When Zhou Jinyu heard this, he stood up and touched his head. Zhao Yi slapped her hand away and said, "I'm not sick."
"I don't think you're sick either. Is your brain burned out by the alcohol? You actually asked such a question that no one can answer."
"It's just my thoughts. I also know that this is a question that has no answer." Zhao Yi sighed, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.
"Then you still ask. The ancients have asked this question countless times. In the end, there is only one answer, and that is that it is rare to be confused." Zhou Jinyu poured herself a cup of tea as she spoke, and lay comfortably on the recliner. If it was a rocking chair, then Even better.
"Yes, most of life is not independent. It is pushed forward by various forces. It is too late to think about what it really needs. It is like a donkey grinding mill. It can only repeat itself mechanically."
"Our rich people, you all have this kind of confusion, so what should we, ordinary people, do? The word "life" is clearly written, it means to be born and live."
Hearing Zhou Jinyu's words, Zhao Yi felt that it made sense. He could still control part of the direction, while most people could only survive in struggle. Whether it was before or in the future, it was the same and had not changed. The only difference was the degree of cruelty. Just different. (End of chapter)