Xiaomi opened the tent for her and said with a smile: "Dinner has been prepared. Do you want to gather people after dinner, or do you want to deal with it tomorrow?"
Along the way, we have a general understanding of the character of the slaves we bought.
Next, people need to be assigned to work in different places.
Before that, lectures and rules were inevitable.
Mu Yunhan said: "After dinner, it should be sooner rather than later."
When dinner was served, the dishes were exquisite, with a good mix of hot and cold meat and vegetables, and the quantity was appropriate so that nothing was wasted.
Mu Yunhan's mood improved: "Who did it?"
This is obviously not the craftsmanship of our two rough ladies, nor is it the craftsmanship of Aunt Xuan.
Although when she bought her slaves, she deliberately chose one who was good at cooking, but she had never tried it, so it was a pleasant surprise.
Xiaomi said: "Miss Mei ordered some dishes made by the maid."
After saying that, Miss Mei came over and said with a smile: "I saw them preparing to eat at the farm before. I thought that the cooking skills were good, and I didn't ask my benefactor what I wanted, so I made my own decision."
Miss Mei was a little worried, fearing that Mu Yunhan would think she was too busy, but she really wanted to do something.
Mu Yunhan smiled and asked her to sit down: "Let's eat together?"
Miss Mei sat down half-way to show her humility: "I've eaten."
Mu Yunhan chatted with her and asked her about housework, and Miss Mei answered clearly: "I am the only girl in our family. I have been with my mother since I was very young, watching her take care of the housework..."
When she got older, Master Mei saw that she was smart, so he hired someone to teach her how to read. He also taught her step by step how to read accounts and abacus, patrol the shop, check account books, and would take her with him when discussing business.
Since she was twelve years old, she has been running the trousseau shop independently.
In the first year of Mr. Mei's fiftieth birthday, he would ask her about most of the matters in the inner courtyard of the Mei family. When Mr. Mei and Young Master Mei were too busy, she could also say a few words about business matters.
Miss Mei looked sad: "That day, I accompanied my mother to receive the women's family members. I drank a few more drinks and left first because I felt dizzy..."
Then that happened.
Mu Yunhan patted her shoulder: "The sky is high and the days are long. Live well in the future."
Miss Mei then said: "I see that my benefactor is very busy with his affairs. These trivial matters take up time and trouble. If you don't mind, how about leaving it to me?"
Mu Yunhan agreed: "That's fine, as long as you don't feel tired."
"Why are you tired? My benefactor can give me a chance and let me know that I am not a useless person..."
Miss Mei's eyes were slightly red, and she turned her back and wiped her tears quietly. She didn't expect Mu Yunhan to be so straightforward: "I'm just an outsider, you just trust me like this."
"What am I afraid of? I still have your eight thousand taels of silver in my hand." Mu Yunhan winked playfully and had all the slaves called to the front yard for training.
The yard was not big, but more than forty people were crowded, standing neatly in four rows.
They had all changed, had enough to eat and drink, and had taken a nap. They were all full of energy, looking forward to but uneasy at the same time.
Xiaomi placed a high chair in the middle of the steps, and asked two rough ladies on the left and right to stand with a lantern each, while she stood behind to serve.
Mu Yunhan sat on the chair and saw that the mental state of the slaves had obviously improved. He nodded with satisfaction: "This is your new home. From now on, you will be members of my Mu family!"
Under the leadership of Mu Jie, all the slaves answered loudly and neatly: "I am willing to serve my master!"
Mu Yunhan was about to ask Xiaomi for the roster, but suddenly he saw Miss Mei walking over, bowing her head and handing over the roster, as if to acknowledge her as her master. (To be continued)