"Miss Hongxiu, although you are in a brothel, you have a noble character. In my opinion, you are no worse than those rich ladies."
Zhou Shu said.
Hongxiu turned her head, with tears still hanging on her face.
"Sir, are you telling the truth?"
Hongxiu's voice was trembling as she said, "How can Hongxiu's beauty of Puliu compare with that of everyone's daughter? Hongxiu still has this self-awareness."
"If you were like Puliu, ninety-nine percent of the women in the world would not have to live."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said.
What he said was true. With Hong Xiu’s appearance, in his previous life, he would have been a big star.
As for coming from a brothel, so what?
Aren’t those female celebrities on earth the same in previous lives?
Although she knew Zhou Shu was coaxing people, Hongxiu still felt happy.
"I misunderstood you."
Hongxiu said weakly.
The tears on her face were not dry yet, and she looked so shy that even Zhou Shu noticed her.
"The beauty rolled up the beaded curtain and sat deep with her eyebrows furrowed, but when she saw wet tears, she didn't know who she hated."
Zhou Shu couldn't help but chant.
Mi Zhifu next to him was dumbfounded. If his uncle had such a method, wouldn't his children be half as tall as a man? How could he be like now, nearly thirty years old and still single!
Hongxiu's eyes suddenly widened, and her breathing became a little short.
She suddenly hid her face and walked away.
"Girl with red sleeves, banknote——"
Zhou Shu slapped himself hard and told you to waste your time! You just recited some poem for nothing, do you really think you are Li Bai?
"A poem from Mr. Zhou is worth ten thousand taels of gold."
Hongxiu’s voice came from afar.
Zhou Shu: "..."
Better than ten thousand taels of gold?
Reciting poetry is indeed a weapon for free prostitution...
Zhou Shu looked at the undelivered banknote in his hand and was wondering whether to return it to Mi Zhifu. Mi Zhifu had already walked up to him and gave him a thumbs up.
"Second Master is a good man."
Mi Zhifu praised sincerely.
"A prize is a prize."
Zhou Shu said modestly.
"The second master will enlighten the uncle more in the future. The uncle's literary talent is also very good, but he doesn't know how to use it in the right way. The Mi family is still waiting for the uncle to continue the family line."
Mi Zhifu continued.
"What do you mean?"
Zhou Shu looked like a gossip. His cheap eldest brother Mi Ziwen didn’t have a son yet?
Mi Zhifu whispered something.
Zhou Shu looked stunned and laughed, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
"Then this old slave will take my place for me. Thank you very much, Master."
Mi Zhifu said sincerely.
He is both a master and an uncle, but Zhou Shu can understand it.
"Steward Mi, if nothing happens, I will go back to the workshop first."
Zhou Shutian and his men fought with each other, but he still handed the banknote in his hand back to Mi Zhifu. If you borrowed it, you have to pay it back.
"Second Master, stay."
Butler Mi did not reach out to take the banknote, but said, "This banknote was given to me by the uncle. There is something else I need to do. I need to trouble the second master. You can go with me and take care of it." p>
"Me? What's the matter?"
Zhou Shu glanced at the banknote in his hand and once again felt Mi Ziwen's inhumanity.
The denomination of this bank note is actually one thousand taels!
Fortunately, the red sleeves were confiscated just now, otherwise it would have been a huge loss!
This is a thousand taels!
He thought it was one hundred taels!
"Second Master, just come with me."
Mi Zhifu smiled mysteriously and walked away first.
Zhou Shu was confused and followed him.
He is not worried that Mi Zhifu will be detrimental to him. Not to mention Mi Zhifu's strength, his identity has been certified by Yin Wuyou and Yang Hong, and he is a genuine butler of Mi Mansion.
And Mi Ziwen is his sworn elder brother and his housekeeper, how can he be harmful to him?
Although Zhou Shu didn't have much contact with Miziwen, the cheap brother, he still had full trust in his heart.
The main thing is that there seems to be no need for people to plot against themselves. They come from a well-off family, are as rich as the enemy, and have a master who is the commander-in-chief of the armed forces. He wants money and power. What does such a person want to do with Zhou Shu?
At least for now, what Zhou Shu has shown is not worth anyone's calculations.
Zhou Shu followed without hesitation, and Mi Zhifu nodded secretly in his heart.
Today when he was in the Shenqi Division, he had been paying attention to Zhou Shu.
How could he not be curious about this sworn brother who suddenly appeared from his own uncle?
Before coming to Shen to arrest Si, Mi Zhifu had already been ordered to investigate Zhou Shu. As Mi Ziwen, how could the Mi family take the people who appeared next to him lightly?
The result of the investigation was that Zhou Shu was just a slightly talented weapon-making apprentice. Everyone in the Mi family really couldn't understand why Mi Ziwen would become a sworn sworn brother with Zhou Shu.
Mi Zhifu was puzzled before, but after meeting Zhou Shu, he felt he understood.
After a brief contact, he felt that Zhou Shu was definitely not a thing in the pool.
As expected, my uncle has inherited his teacher’s insight!
Mi Zhifu took Zhou Shu for two streets and then stopped outside a courtyard.
"Second Master, please."
Mi Zhifu pushed open the two doors covered with copper nails and extended his hand to make a gesture of invitation.
"This is my eldest brother's home?"
Zhou Shu wondered, this house is in a good location, located in the center of the capital, and it looks quite grand from the entrance, but it doesn't seem to match Mi Ziwen's identity.
Logically speaking, if the Mi family is so wealthy, shouldn't the house be ten times bigger?
"Isn't my eldest brother already on the war? Steward, why did you bring me to his house?"
Zhou Shu asked.
"This is not my uncle's home."
Mi Zhifu shook his head and said, "This is your home, Second Master."
"My home?"
Zhou Shu was stunned, and a thought came to his mind. He couldn't believe it was true.
Living in the capital is not easy.
In the imperial capital of Daxia, the price of a house in such a location can reach sky high.
And it’s not something you can buy with money!
"Butler, are you serious?"
Zhou Shu looked at Mi Zhifu and asked.
Although my brother who is a cheap sworn sworn brother gives me money at every turn, it is still a large amount.
But Zhou Shu never thought that he would be so entrenched.
Can we give away this kind of house that we couldn’t afford when we were born and will never be able to afford it in our lifetime?
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"Of course." Mi Zhifu said, "I have prepared the transfer contract and it has been registered with the government. As long as you sign your name, Second Master, this house will be your home in the capital, Second Master." "The uncle's instructions are tight and the time is limited, so the conditions are a bit worse. I hope the second uncle will take care of me."
"In addition, you have to choose the servants yourself, Second Master. Old slave, I don't know much about your preferences, Second Master, so I don't dare to make any arrangements without authorization."
"The uncle has explained that all the servants' salaries will be paid from the Mi Mansion. There is no need for the second master to worry about it. The second master can go to the Mi Mansion to select some available people, or he can go to the dental market to buy a few people back." p>
Mi Zhifu explained everything one by one, and Zhou Shu was stunned for a moment.
It’s not too late to give away a house, why not give away a servant?
What’s more, the servant’s wages are all included?
Brother, are you trying to support me?
If there are a few more big brothers like this, what kind of soldiers will I make?
Isn’t it delicious to just wait for death and wait for a lifetime to win?
"Butler, isn't this bad?" Zhou Shu said as if in a dream, "Brother is so wasteful, won't he make the family angry?"
"How could it be?" Mi Zhifu smiled and said, "I am now the steward of the house. I generally don't care about these things. Besides, I have so much stuff here, I feel shabby even though I am a slave."
Zhou Shu was dumbfounded, is this still shabby?
A mansion in the third ring road of Beijing, with an unlimited number of servants and a lifetime fee included. Can this be called shabby?
Is this because poverty limits my imagination?
Or is it that you can’t imagine the happiness of rich people?
"Second Master, look at what else you need, just tell me."
Mi Zhifu continued with a smile, "I told you before I went on the expedition that if I can't take care of my second master, he will skin me when he comes back."
"No." Zhou Shu said categorically, "It's all good! Butler Mi, don't worry, if big brother is dissatisfied with you, I will definitely stand by your side."
"You couldn't have done a better job, I'm so satisfied!"
"That's good."
Mi Zhifu suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Look at my memory, I almost forgot such an important thing!"
He carefully took out a booklet from his arms and said, "Second Master, you are a weapon-casting apprentice. This is the weapon-casting secret book that the uncle specially found. The weapon-casting skills recorded in it are genuine and unique skills of a weapon-casting master."
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"As far as I know, there are at least three weapon-smiths who were promoted to weapon-smiths after studying this weapon-casting secret book."
"The uncle asked me to give it to the second master. I hope that you can be promoted to the weapon master as soon as possible!"
Mi Zhifu handed the booklet to Zhou Shu with both hands, with a serious look on his face.
In the weapon-casting apprenticeship stage, what is important is the weapon-casting secret recipe, while in the weapon-casting master stage, what is important is the weapon-casting master's own skills.
This weapon-casting secret book talks about the art of weapon-casting, and it is also the most important thing for a weapon-casting apprentice to advance to a weapon-casting master.
It can be said that if a weapon-casting apprentice cannot master certain weapon-casting skills, the weapon-casting apprentice will never be able to become a weapon-casting master.
The real skills of forging weapons are kept secret and are not taught to others.
Mi Ziwen actually found such a thing for him!
Zhou Shu once again felt the sincerity of this big brother!
He really regards himself as a brother, otherwise, it would be impossible to do this.
What about yourself? What have you done for him?
Zhou Shu began to think seriously. He never liked owing people, even if Mi Ziwen was his sworn elder brother.
He was thinking about what should be given to Mi Ziwen as a return gift.
"Butler, let me ask you, what is my elder brother's current cultivation level?"
Zhou Shu looked at Mi Zhifu and asked thoughtfully.
"My uncle is at the fourth level of martial arts. He is only one step away from the third level of martial arts."
Mi Zhifu did not doubt anything else and said.
"Fourth level martial arts, this is a bit troublesome." Zhou Shu muttered to himself.
"Second Master, what did you say?" Mi Zhifu asked doubtfully.
"Nothing."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said, this matter should not be rushed. Anyway, it will take some time for Mizi Wen to return in triumph, so he must prepare a gift of sufficient weight in return!