If you give him something to eat, he will be willing to stay and work. Is this what you mean?
Feng Jiu'er looked at the man in front of her again. He was really good-looking. However, Feng Jiu'er was used to seeing all kinds of stunningly beautiful men, so he was not surprised at all.
He has a slightly gloomy aura, seems to be more withdrawn and less talkative than ordinary people.
I gave him acupuncture last night and found that his leg muscles were very well developed. He should be a capable person.
It's not impossible to stay, but people like this probably won't last long here, and you can tell from a glance that they don't lack money to live.
"Okay, if you don't have anywhere to go for the time being, you can stay here for now, but let me make it clear, you either have to pay back the money and leave, or you really have to do something if you stay."
After Feng Jiuer looked it over, he said seriously: "Those who work in our Tianji Hall, even if they are only part-time workers, must not be lazy. Do you understand?"
Jian Yi has never done anything outside, and he doesn't know if part-time work is what he thinks it means. However, as long as he does anything, he will not be lazy.
In fact, he has not yet decided whether to leave the Imperial City immediately. Although there is no one or thing worthy of his nostalgia in the Imperial City now, Feng Qingyin once saved his life, and she always said that he has not repaid her kindness.
Therefore, he cannot leave until this kindness is repaid.
"Okay, as long as you give me a place to live and a bite to eat, I will stay and work."
"I won't be mean to you. As long as you are serious about your work, I will give you a monthly salary in addition to room and board."
"No need." Jian Yi would naturally not take a small amount of money seriously. As long as he had food and a place to live, it would be useless to have money in his hands.
"The rest should be regarded as repaying the money for your medical treatment. Also, if it's my leg..."
"If our Tianjitang employees are sick, they can receive free medical treatment. Don't worry."
She is definitely a good boss, no one can doubt that.
After Feng Jiuer left, the mute slave smiled at Jianyi and took him to the yard outside the dining room to have breakfast. Sure enough, he started to arrange work.
When we were having dinner in the evening, Little Cherry, who was the last one to come back, couldn't help complaining: "Sir, what kind of weirdo have you brought back?"
Feng Jiuer raised her eyebrows: "What?"
After Little Cherry washed her hands with water from the well nearby, she sat down in her seat.
Qiao Mu glanced at her, not knowing what happened in the backyard today. She had been working in the lobby all day.
"What weirdo? What happened?"
"Nothing happened. It's just that the mute slave brought a weirdo to the backyard to do things, which made everyone complain."
"Is it not done well?" Feng Jiuer took a mouthful of rice and asked casually.
It seems that he is indeed a noble man who can't even do things well.
"He broke three axes, broke two brooms, and broke four medicine bottles."
"..." Is this employee too expensive? Axes and medicine bottles are very expensive, but brooms are optional.
Little Cherry added: "However, he chopped half a month's worth of firewood all by himself in the morning, and swept all the ground in the backyard at noon. Also, he actually washed all the medicine bottles by himself, so that others had nothing to do.
, everyone is at a loss as to what to do.”
"..."
I'm a bit speechless. Half a month of firewood seems a bit too exaggerated.
They have a pharmacy that specializes in boiling medicine for patients, and they usually use a lot of firewood. Three people are responsible for chopping firewood every day, but it is barely enough, and there is still a little surplus.
That guy can chop as much as half a month in half a day. Is it possible that he can do as much as ninety people by himself?
"You really don't believe it. I heard them say that when that weirdo was chopping firewood, he raised and lowered his ax like a sword. With a bang, a pile of firewood fell to the ground."
"Come on, it seems that he is still a master of sword dancing."
Little Cherry also smiled and said: "In my opinion, it's better to equip him with a long sword and let him directly dance with the sword and chop firewood."
"Do you think there is still firewood in our backyard for him to chop?" Didn't they chop all their stock in half a month?
Little Cherry was stunned for a moment, then she immediately realized: "Gangqing has finished chopping firewood for everyone, so you have nothing to do before sweeping the floor?"
Of course, no one can answer this question, but now it seems that it should be so.
"Then he's just good at what he does. Why do you call him a weirdo?" Qiao Mu glanced at her and picked a bite of green vegetables.
"That's what everyone said, I just heard it back." You know, she just took a look at him, it was really just a look.
No words, no communication, anyway, just a look.
Are you weird? It's all the servants talking and complaining, she just came back to report.
"But he is really good-looking, a handsome man!"
"Do you look good with me?" Xing Zizhou was the first to be unconvinced.
"Much prettier than you." Little Cherry pursed her lips.
"If you don't believe me, I should be the most beautiful in your heart."
Feng Jiuer was too lazy to pay attention to these two guys. Now they were getting more and more obsessed with each other. She thought about how painful it was for a certain man to have unrequited love.
A catastrophe in Yanhe actually made this pair of young enemies happy.
"Anyway, he won't be here long. Let him do what he likes."
"I hope he can work longer. You see, we really saved a lot of labor. In the future, other servants can help with other things."
Little Cherry's little abacus is very clever. For the labor of ninety people in one day, there is still money to be made after removing the ax, broom, medicine bottle, etc. that the weirdo used. It's definitely a good deal!
"Everyone said that he didn't say a word all day long, ignored people, and was very lonely. Even now, no one knows his name..."
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Because Jiu'er has to wear the man's skin, these days, she basically bathes and changes clothes in her own room.
As soon as she changed her clothes, she felt someone approaching. She frowned and waited, but when the person walked outside the door, he stopped, as if he was hesitating whether to knock on the door.
"What's the matter?" She took the initiative to open the door to the room. When she looked up, she saw a handsome man wearing his own clothes standing outside the door.
Jianyi looked at the dirty clothes in her hand, hesitated for a moment, then took them, turned around and left.
Feng Jiuer wanted to laugh a little. This handsome guy was really hard-working. He had mastered the role of servant very well just one day after he came here.
Jian Yi just found out where the dirty clothes should be sent to be washed. There are two women in the laundry room who specialize in washing clothes for everyone.
When he came back, the door was open and Feng Jiuer was reading medical books in the room.
Just as Jian Yi was about to say something, Feng Jiuer said, "Before you talk to me, can you tell me your name first?"
