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As expected, Xu San still had some respect in the Wan family. He brought Zhao Yuan into the Wan family without any trouble. The concierge only asked a few questions and let him go.
The Wan family is very large, and the courtyard is fully equipped with pavilions, terraces, and pavilions. Although it is not as luxurious and elaborate as the large families in wealthy areas, it is still magnificent and very grand.
What surprised Zhao Yuan was that Xu San did not take him to see his mistress, but went straight to the kitchen. In the kitchen, many servants and servants were having breakfast. There were dozens of people, squatting or standing, making it very lively.
Although Xu San had some face, his popularity was very poor. Most of the time he just nodded and greeted Zhao Yuan, looking up and down at Zhao Yuan without asking anything.
The two of them huddled in the crowd and had breakfast. It was already dark. Xu San took Zhao Yuan to the main room, and then told Zhao Yuan to wait outside and not to run around.
At this time, the head of the Wan family, Wan Ziyu, and the mistress, Mrs. Chen, were already in the hall, with family members and servants constantly greeting them and arranging the day's work.
After Xu San bowed to say hello, he did not leave immediately, but stood beside him with a worried look on his face.
"Xu San, aren't you on holiday today? Why are you here so early in the morning?" Wan Ziyu was reading an ancient book and did not notice anything strange about Xu San, but Chen noticed it and asked.
"Madam, I...I...I brought someone here..." Xu San hesitated.
"If you have anything to say, just say it." Mrs. Chen frowned.
"Yes, yes, yesterday, when Xu San came home, there was a beggar at the door. He was wearing thin clothes and had straw sandals and bare feet. He was very pitiful. Last time, the master said that there was a need for day laborers in the east courtyard. I saw that he was young and strong, so I brought him to see the master. So that he can survive the winter."
"Hey, Xu San, when did you become so caring?" Wan Ziyu, who was reading, looked up and asked curiously.
"Ahem..." Xu San suddenly turned red.
"Go ahead and bring him in."
"Yes Yes."
Xu San was afraid that Wan Ziyu would ask questions, so he ran out and brought Zhao Yuan in.
"Call Master, Madam." Xu San pushed Zhao Yuan.
"The little man Zhao Yuan has met the master and his wife." Zhao Yuan looked embarrassed and uneasy, not looking at the master and his wife who were sitting upright.
"Well, raise your head."
"Yes, sir."
Zhao Yuan raised his head, looked at Wan Ziyu, and his heart suddenly beat wildly. This Wan Ziyu's eyes were extremely deep and unfathomable, as if he wanted to see through Zhao Yuan's internal organs.
Cultivator!
Zhao Yuan has met cultivators many times, and he has been able to distinguish the difference between cultivators and ordinary people. The biggest difference between the two is the eyes. Most of the eyes of cultivators go straight into the human heart, giving people a sense of being... The feeling of peeping.
Zhao Yuan did not dare to look strange, and still stood there blankly, with a dull look on his face.
"Come here, your name is Zhao Yuan?" Mrs. Chen waved.
"Yes, ma'am."
Zhao Yuan walked up to Chen. Chen looked Zhao Yuan up and down, then picked up Zhao Yuan's palm and looked at it carefully for a while.
"Xu San, take him to the East Courtyard, make arrangements for him, and tell him the rules of the East Courtyard." Mrs. Chen let go of Zhao Yuan's hand and nodded.
"Yes, thank you, sir, thank you, madam."
Xu San was immediately overjoyed, picked up Zhao Yuan, who still looked dull, and left.
"Why don't you ask him?" Wan Ziyu looked at Chen.
"After your discernment, what else is there to ask?" Mrs. Chen said with a smile.
"I just saw that he is not a cultivator, I don't know anything else." Wan Ziyu said.
"Haha, what do you want to ask? He must be an unidentified wanderer. He probably has been homeless since he was a child. I can't tell you why. I just don't bother to ask, so as not to get angry."
"Then why do you still want him?" Wan Ziyu was stunned.
"The water is clear and there are no fish. You also know that Xu San has no love. Since he brought someone here, he must have benefited from that person. Now that the new year is approaching, it doesn't matter if there are a few more people in the east courtyard, just give Xu San some face.
, it’s not easy for him to work in our Wan family for more than ten years. He has no credit but hard work. Besides, Xu San is not a person who doesn’t know the importance. He just introduced him to the East Courtyard. You also know there is nothing in the East Courtyard.
required."
"Hahaha, the water is so clear that there are no fish. Why did the madam see Zhao Yuan's palm?" Wan Ziyu laughed.
"Look at whether there are calluses on his palms. If there are calluses, it proves that he does rough work. If there are no calluses, then you need to pay more attention."
"Madam is so smart, Ziyu has no choice but to accept her!" Wan Ziyu stood up and walked over to Chen, put his arms around Chen's fair neck, and kissed Chen on the face.
"You are already old, but you are still immoral." Mrs. Chen blushed, "You indulge in Taoism all day long and leave behind such a huge family business. Aren't you the one who forced me out?"
"Thank you for your hard work these years."
"It's not hard work. It's just that there are no boys in the Wan family. A hundred years later, such a huge family fortune..." Mrs. Chen looked sad.
"Don't rush, don't rush, we are still young, just work hard now." Wan Ziyu was open-minded, he laughed, and put his mouth on Chen's mouth again.
There was a muffled sound of "Peng".
"What are you doing?" Wan Ling'er looked at her parents who were hugging each other in surprise.
"Damn girl, you didn't knock on the door!"
Mrs. Chen's old face turned red to her neck, and she glared at Wan Linger angrily. Wan Ziyu, on the other hand, returned to his seat and read a book in a serious manner, pretending that nothing happened.
"Okay, okay, you continue, I'll just go out."
"Damn girl, come back."
"Hee hee, I know my mother loves me the most." Wan Ling'er hugged Mrs. Chen with a coquettish look on her face.
"Where's the gift you gave dad?" Mrs. Chen dotingly touched Wan Ling'er's waterfall-like hair.
"Here it is, Dad, don't pretend to read, this is for you." Wan Ling'er took out a delicate small wooden box and stuffed it into Wan Ziyu's hand.
"Ahem...what day is it today? I received a gift early in the morning, tsk tsk...let's take a look at what our Ling'er gave dad first...the crystal stone...the best crystal stone..." Wan Ziyu's body
Shocked, he stood up suddenly, his eyes fixed on the crystal in his hand. The bright light of the crystal shone on his face, as if it was burning with a raging flame.
Although the best crystals are extremely precious to cultivators, they are not something that is hard to come by. You can still buy them as long as you put some effort into it. However, there are no magical beasts within hundreds of kilometers of Xujiaqiao. Only Yangshan Leopard has crystals in its body, and
Yangshan leopards are extremely rare in number, and are very alert and sensitive, so it is difficult to catch them. Naturally, a top-quality crystal stone is extremely precious to Wan Ziyu.
Of course, the more important reason is that Wanjia's financial resources are limited.
Although the Wan family is a wealthy family in Xujiaqiao, it pales in comparison to some wealthy people in the big cities in the Central Plains. They have to spend huge sums of money to buy crystal stones to practice, but they are still unable to do so.
"Of course it's crystal, is it a stone?" Wan Ling'er rolled her eyes at Wan Ziyu.
"Given it to me?" Wan Ziyu still seemed a little unconvinced.
"No." Wan Ling'er said firmly.
"Ah..." Wan Ziyu was shocked.
"Half for sale, half for free, 50,000 empire coins."
"Yeah, my dear daughter, fifty thousand is fifty thousand. If you want to find your mother, I'll leave first."
Wan Ziyu hugged Wan Ling'er's face, kissed her hard, and rushed toward the secret cultivation room anxiously.
"It's disgusting. You just kiss someone's face without shaving. Their face is so tender and tender." Wan Ling'er touched her face, turned around and opened her five slender jade fingers towards Mrs. Chen.
: "Mom, you heard it too, fifty thousand empire coins, give me the money!"
"Okay, okay, I can't give it to you later, little money fan!" Mrs. Chen slapped Wan Ling'er's palm.
"Don't delay. If you delay, you will have to pay interest."
"Pay 10,000 first. The new year is approaching and a lot of working capital is needed. Don't spend money indiscriminately."
"Mom, I want to save money to buy a Xumi ring to store things... Hehe..." Wan Ling'er was begging with a frown on his face, but suddenly he remembered the silly way the hunter in Xiaoyang Mountain carried the leopard skin, and couldn't bear it
I couldn't help but laugh.
"If you are still laughing, you just know how to buy some useless things. You think I don't know how much those things cost. I want to buy a Sumi Ring for 50,000 imperial coins. You can only dream! I spent money on a flying sword last time.
, I spent all my money at home, so don’t think too much this time, saving some private money to marry someone is the right way to go..." Ms. Chen looked sulky.
"Don't tell me, I won't get married. I want to stay with my mother forever." Wan Ling'er sat on her mother's knees and acted coquettishly.
"Silly boy, that's what you're thinking now. When you meet the man you like, Mom won't be able to keep you even if she wants to." Mrs. Chen gently stroked Wan Ling'er's hair, and her originally sulky expression turned into
The color of doting.
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