Chapter 106 Touch it back
Said it was a box.
In fact, it is more reasonable to use cabinets to describe it.
A huge stone cabinet stood next to Qingzhu Hospital, seven feet high and five feet wide. It had an entrance that could only accommodate a hand, and the door behind it was locked with an iron chain.
There are also two large stone tablets standing next to the stone cabinet, one foot square, both of which are blank. Only the "List of Donations" and "Record of Endowments" are written on the tops of the tablets.
"Boss, do you think there is anything that needs to be modified?"
Liu Shijiang stood respectfully beside the stone cabinet without looking around.
After Wen Yunxi carefully inspected the three large objects, he nodded with satisfaction, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Not hard, not hard."
Liu Shijiang was one of the first craftsmen to come to Lanzhou five years ago. He initially made a lot of money with his craftsmanship, so he left Qingluo Village and settled directly in Blackstone City.
Life was easy in the first four years. His wife died young and his son was far away in Jingzhou. So he found a Zhanyue woman in Black Rock City to get married and gave birth to a son.
It's a pity that no one can prevent unexpected events.
A year ago, his wife suffered a sudden illness. He spent all his life savings in Yishengtang and even sold the house, but his wife could not be cured.
He had no choice but to rent a small shack with his two-year-old son. With the development of Black Rock City, there were more and more masons, and it was no longer easy for him to find a job, and his life was very tight.
When he received the order from Wen Yunxi, he was so happy that he carried his son around for several times. He was the God of Wealth who spent money extremely generously, and his wages would definitely be indispensable.
Sure enough, the price is much higher than the market price. Although the style is weird and difficult, but after ten days of hard work, you can rent a large yard, which is really a good deal.
Even more fortunately, I heard that he had a two- or three-year-old son, and he was asked to bring the child over. He was watched by some helpers, and he started to gain weight right before his eyes. The white and plump appearance made him feel beautiful.
Just as he was thinking about it, the aunt in the kitchen came with his son in his arms.
"Dad, you eat."
The little boy grinned and handed the cake in his hand to his father.
Liu Shijiang was very happy, but he was worried about the crowd at the scene, so he smiled and turned away.
"Eat with a smile, Dad is not hungry."
Liu Xiao failed to feed him once, but he did not give up and continued to put the cakes into his father's mouth.
Hearing the laughter of others, Liu Shijiang's face turned red. It was okay for the child to eat. It didn't matter if he ate.
On weekdays, he works here, and three meals and accommodations are included. There are no expensive things, but there is plenty of meat, meat and rice, and occasionally he can eat wheat pancakes. He is very satisfied.
He had never seen the pastry in his son's hand. It must be expensive food. How could a rich man like him know how to taste it? It was a waste of food.
The child thought his father was teasing him, so he reached out to pry his father's mouth.
"Ahem, you'd better eat." Wen Yunxi vaguely noticed Liu Shijiang's scruples and spoke out to save him.
Liu Shijiang made an evasive move. Since Wen Yunxi had said it, he was being too pretentious.
He opened his mouth wide and bit off most of the pastry. After one bite, his mouth was full of crispy food, which made Liu Shijiang's eyes widen.
Sure enough, it is not an ordinary pastry, it is actually more delicious than jujube cake and mung bean cake.
Only then did Wen Yunxi notice that the child was holding peach cakes, and his eyes lit up.
It has to be said that people who are perfect at something can learn very quickly when doing other things.
For example, Sister Shuo Yun, such as Su Qiao.
As the number one scholar who comes out every three years, he is proud of countless scholars. He can not only pretend to be a Taoist priest, but also be a good speaker.
Even his cooking skills are far superior to those of the cooks in the kitchen when it comes to making new products.
She just mentioned it a little bit, and Su Qiao made the peach cake in one day.
As expected of a top student, he has a great brain.
Zhang Ling stood next to Wen Yunxi and smiled to herself when he saw her eyes fixed on the cake in the child's hand.
No wonder when she was in exile, she would come over every time she ate. It turned out that she was a foodie.
Who would have thought that such a great doctor would find it hard to eat and walk? "Master, leave this place to me and I will make the arrangements."
Zhang Ling said understandingly, if Wen Yunxi is allowed to stay here again, he might do something like robbing children of food.
Wen Yunxi was not in a hurry to leave. She said to Liu Shijiang: "If you don't have any orders to do later, just stay here and work. I'm going to build a few more amusement facilities in the park." Liu Shijiang was delighted when he heard this. , there is no reason not to agree, he hugged his youngest son and thanked him repeatedly.
Not only can he get paid, but he can also keep his son here to raise him, which is much better than staying at his original home.
Just now he was still thinking about how to ask Wen Yunxi to let his son stay, and he would pay for the food.
I didn't expect the surprise to come so quickly.
"Just tell me what you want to do, and the old man can find a way to make it for me."
Liu Shijiang patted his chest and promised that his family has been a stonemason for generations and he has been a stonemason for nearly 50 years. There is nothing he cannot do.
"Okay, you can go down and rest first. For specific salary matters, just go to the manager of Su University."
Since giving Su Qiao a second salary increase, Wen Yunxi has taken a hands-off role in management matters. She only needs to know the final figures for wages and settlement.
process...
Su Qiao's salary is so high, more than 10,000 yuan a month. If she still does it herself, she will be taken advantage of.
this night.
Wen Yunxi and Zhuo Yun were sitting in Su Qiao's room.
Su Qiao stood uncomfortably in the corner, not knowing where to look.
left,
The beautiful Wen Yunxi.
right,
The domineering and cold Zhuo Yun.
The worst is, These two people are both the boss of Pingxiba and the people who pay him wages.
"Ahem, it's late at night. Let's go to the meeting hall to talk tomorrow morning."
Su Qiao looked down at the shoe, her voice a little blurry.
Wen Yunxi knew that Su Qiao was up to par with the scholar's rules again. She turned her head and looked at Zhuo Yun, raising her eyebrows provocatively at Zhuo Yun.
Zhuo Yun was stunned, and before he could react, he saw Su Qiao being grabbed by Wen Yunxi and pressed to the table, his hand sliding across his right face.
"Wen Yunxi, what are you doing!"
Zhuo Yun was furious and reached out to grab Wen Yunxi's collar.
Wen Yunxi was already prepared. He took a step back and pushed Su Qiao in his hand towards Zhuo Yun.
Zhuo Yun wanted to move to the side, but she took half a step and then moved back. She stood there and let Su Qiao bump into her, and even held his waist with her hands.
"Stand still!"
Su Qiao hurriedly jumped away from Zhuo Yun's chest, his face flushed red, and all kinds of emotions surged up and turned into a loud roar.
"Wen Yunxi, you lunatic!"
Not only did he touch his face, but he also pushed him onto Shuo Yun. Thinking of the touch just now, Su Qiao's face turned redder.
"Get out of here!"
Su Qiao shook his hands and pointed to the door.
Wen Yunxi shrugged and ignored the incompetent and furious Su Qiao. He looked at Zhuo Yun and said, "Although you look good, your face is a bit rough. I can give you some ointment."
Su Qiao: "...?"
What's the meaning?Does it mean that his skin is not delicate enough? ! How dare this crazy woman touch him, but she still thinks his face is not good enough to touch? !
Su Qiao gasped in anger.
Zhuo Yun calmed down. She took a closer look at Su Qiao's face. Although she didn't touch it, she could see some small flaws.
It is indeed much different from Xuan Lin's fair and flawless face.
"Okay, write it off with one stroke." Zhuo Yun nodded.
Wen Yunxi shook his head: "No, what I touched is a write-off. If you want the ointment, you have to pay for it."
Zhuo Yun had a bad premonition, but still asked curiously: "What do you want? (End of this chapter)