Hot Farmer’s Wife: Buying a Husband for the Farm

Fan Teng quickly followed.

When he approached Zhao Fu, he bowed to Zhao Fu.

"Fan Teng has seen his uncle."

Hearing the word "Uncle", Zhao Fu's expression became a little strange, and then he looked at Zhao Shanshan.

Zhao Shanshan scolded Fan Teng in her heart, and then said to Zhao Fu, "Dad, this is the son of Zhou Jiazhuang's steward Fan."

"I got my uncle's fancy and was transferred back to the main house to be my uncle's servant. I brought him here and asked you to arrange arrangements." Zhao Shanshan explained.

"There is Uncle Lao!" Fan Teng saluted Zhao Fu again. When looking at Zhao Fu, there was still a pleasing smile on his face.

However, Zhao Fu's eyes on Fan Teng were not very friendly.

"Call me Housekeeper Zhao, or Uncle Fu in the future." Shen said.

Fan Teng's face stiffened.

Between the two titles of "Housekeeper Zhao" and "Fu Bo", the latter was chosen.

"There is Lao Fubo." He said respectfully.

"Well." Zhao Fu's expression improved.

"Come in with me." Then he glanced at Fan Teng unhappily, then turned back to the account room.

Fan Teng looked at Zhao Shanshan worriedly.

Uncle, oh no, Uncle Fu, I don't seem to like him very much, what should I do?

Seeing Fan Teng like this, Zhao Shanshan wanted to laugh.

Ignoring Fan Teng, he turned around and left.

Fan Teng wanted to stop Zhao Shanshan, but stretched out his hand, but did not dare to call anyone.

Fubo was not far away, and he didn't want to cause misunderstanding by his old man.

So Fan Teng could only watch Zhao Shanshan leave.

Then one person, obediently entered the account room and went to find Zhao Fu.

When Fan Teng walked into the account, Zhao Fu had already sat at the table.

I saw a booklet placed in front of Zhao Fu. At this time, he was holding a writing brush, waiting to record for Fan Teng.

"Name." Zhao Fu asked displeased when he saw Fan Teng dawdling in.

What did the uncle see in this man? Looks out of mind.

Fan Teng was taken aback.

"Oh - Fan Teng." He quickly replied.

I thought to myself, when he introduced himself just now, didn't he give his name?

Fubo's memory seems to be a bit poor.

After seeing Zhao Fu write Fan, he didn't continue, Fan Teng hurriedly said again: "Tengfei Teng."

Zhao Fu was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Fan Teng.

Then continue to write.

"Literacy?" asked casually when writing.

Fan Teng looked happy.

"I know. I also know some boxing skills." He said quickly.

Zhao Fu frowned again, and looked at Fan Teng displeasedly.

"I didn't ask you anything else." He said.

Of course he knew that he was good at boxing and kung fu, otherwise the uncle would choose him as a servant?

Fan Teng choked.

"Height, shoulder width, hand length, waist circumference, leg length and shoe size." Zhao Fu continued.

Fan Teng was taken aback.

Before waiting for an answer, Zhao Fu frowned again.

Then, he raised his head and looked at Fan Teng angrily.

"Didn't hear?" asked.

Fan Teng woke up quickly.

"Listen, I heard. Just, I don't know." He stammered back.

Uncle is so fierce, is this how he usually treats people?

It should be a newcomer to come to the government to register, but my uncle asked him what he was doing?

How did he, a big man, know these things?

In the past on Zhuangzi, his mother gave him the measurement.

"Need-do you need to register these?" Fan Teng asked cautiously.

Fu Bo raised his eyes and glanced at Fan Teng, with a strong impatience written in his eyes.

"The new servants in the house will buy two more clothes for the arrangement. Besides, it's winter now, and there is another set of winter clothes. Don't you need it?"

Fan Teng's eyes moved, and he quickly said, "I need it, naturally I want it!"

Where can I get free new clothes?

There are also winter clothes. His body is not thick enough now. After a while, the weather will be colder, and his body will not be a problem.

Fu Bo glanced at Fan Teng displeased again.

"Find a way to measure it yourself, measure it out, report it back, and arrange to make clothes." He said.

Fan Teng looked embarrassed.

How does he measure it by himself?

But he didn't dare to object, and quickly responded.

"Yes."

Forget it, think of a way. Can't make Faber angry anymore.

Zhao Fu glanced at Fan Teng, and then looked at the booklet again.

"Did your uncle give you a fixed monthly payment?" Then he asked.

"No." Fan Teng replied.

Zhao Fu paused when he was about to write, "How much was your monthly money in Zhuangzi before that?"

Fan Teng blushed, "A tael of silver."

They can farm land and raise poultry on the village, and these incomes are counted as their own. So the monthly money is not high, like his mother, there is no monthly money at all.

"Since I came to the main house and served as a servant for my uncle, the monthly money will naturally increase. For the time being, let's set it at two or five cents. If you feel dissatisfied, go and tell your uncle yourself."

"My uncle speaks, I'll change it for you here." Zhao Fu said while registering. I didn't even look at Fan Teng.

Twenty-five cents of silver is actually not low, five cents more than their sons.

Add five dollars, and you can be as much as him.

As for Shanshan, Shanshan's monthly money is forty taels of silver, which was ordered by the young lady, and there is no comparison.

"You don't need to ask, two or five dollars is fine!" Fan Teng said quickly.

More than double than before.

Although there is no income from farming and breeding in Zhuangzi, he followed his uncle, and most of the food and lodging are in the house, and the expenses are not much.

In particular, the government even distributed clothes and shoes.

If these are all converted into money, his monthly money is not low.

When Zhao Fu heard this, he said in his heart: It's still quite sensible.

Then, he asked Fan Teng some other questions before arranging a room for him.

After a while, Fan Teng took the quilt and pillow given by Zhao Fu and followed Zhao Fu to the small courtyard.

"The house is for you. Go and clean it up yourself. After you clean up, go to Zhao Kang or Zhao Qiang."

"If they are free, invite them yourself, and let you familiarize yourself with the situation in and around the house."

Fan Teng wanted to ask where Zhao Kang and Zhao Qiang were, but Zhao Fu didn't give him a chance and continued to speak.

"Our servants usually start dinner at Xu time and eat in the kitchen."

"Pay attention to the time yourself, after a while, no one will leave it for you."

After looking at Fan Teng, Zhao Fu turned around and left.

Fan Teng reached out his hand subconsciously, wanting to stop Zhao Fu and ask him something.

But he opened his mouth, but he still didn't dare to speak.

Fu Bo obviously has a lot of opinion on him, he dare not.

Huh, what the hell is going on here? He didn't offend him, did he?

At this moment, Zhao Fu, who had taken a few steps out, suddenly stopped.

"When you come to Liu's house, you'd better behave yourself. If you want me to see you pestering Shanshan again, hmph—" Zhao Fu didn't continue speaking after that.

"Hum", he flicked his sleeves and left.

Fan Teng's heart trembled.

Faber saw it before!

His god, the future father-in-law has shown his attitude that he doesn't like him...

After walking out of the small courtyard, a smile appeared on Zhao Fu's face.

Then, he quickly restrained the smile on his face.

Hmph, stinky boy, it is best to know how to restrain, his Zhao Fu's daughter is not so lighthearted...

At the same time, Li Xiao was in Lin Xiaoyue's room, ready to help Lin Xiaoyue soak her feet.

Yes, before Li Xiao went to the kitchen, he just went to get hot water.

"I - just do it yourself. You are a big man, how can you do these things?" Lin Xiaoyue blushed and was a little embarrassed.

However, Li Xiao snatched Lin Xiaoyue's little foot.

"What kind of big man? In the era before you, didn't it say that men and women were equal? ​​It was only natural for a husband to take care of his wife."

As Li Xiao said that, he started to take off Lin Xiaoyue's shoes.

As soon as the shoes and socks were taken off, the delicate and beautiful feet quickly fell into Li Xiao's hands.

Bai is tender and small, and the toes are round and lovely, just as he remembered.

It was still summer, and he went hunting with his daughter-in-law in the mountains, and her daughter-in-law soaked her feet in the water pool in front of him.

Ever since he had looked at these little feet, the appearance of these little feet had been imprinted in his mind, and he could not get rid of them.

It even caused him to have several absurd dreams...

Li Xiao pinched her little feet, Lin Xiaoyue only felt her face hotter.

Before, in order to make Li Xiao treat herself better, she told him a lot about how to get along with husbands and wives in the 21st century, and gave some examples of how husbands love their wives in the 21st century.

Unexpectedly, he actually listened.

"Fortunately, no blistering." Li Xiao checked Lin Xiaoyue's feet and said with satisfaction.

Then, reluctantly, she put her two feet into the foot basin.

"You've only walked so far, how can you be blistering? It's not Miss Qian Jin, how can you be so squeamish?" Lin Xiaoyue said shyly.

"In my heart, you are more valuable than Miss Qianjin." Li Xiao said without raising his head while washing Lin Xiaoyue's feet.

His daughter-in-law is much more expensive than those young ladies.

Lin Xiaoyue's heart was sweet for a while, and she no longer resisted Li Xiao on her feet, and accepted Li Xiao's service.

"Cough, that kid Fan Teng, what's going on?" After a while, he changed the subject and asked Li Xiao.

Li Xiao looked up at his daughter-in-law.

"That kid, he's seventeen," he said. bigger than you.

Lin Xiaoyue was startled.

"What's wrong with Seventeen?" He still didn't understand what Li Xiao meant.

Only then did Li Xiao glance at Lin Xiaoyue again.

"Nothing." He continued.

Forget it, let the daughter-in-law shout whatever she likes.

Lin Xiaoyue was puzzled, and was about to continue to ask, but she heard Li Xiao speak again.

"The old man who instructed Fan Teng's boxing is my master."

Lin Xiaoyue was taken aback.

"Your master? Mr. Wuji?" asked immediately.

Li Xiao had told her before, saying that he was under the tutelage of Mr. Wuji, and most of his skills came from him.

And since he left Lijia Village, he cut off contact with Mr. Wuji and never saw his old man again.

It was only after returning to the Great General's palace that Li Xiao learned the identity of Mr. Wuji.

This Mr. Wuji, who is skilled in astronomy, geography, and martial arts, turned out to be the national teacher of Dayan.

It was only many years ago that he left the Yan Kingdom Palace.

It's a pity that Li Xiao wanted to find Mr. Wuji again, but couldn't find it.

"Well, Master went to Zhoujiazhuang seven years ago." If what Fan Ming said was true, Master must have come to look for someone.

Moreover, it was his daughter that he was looking for.

With the temperament of Master, can you get married?

Maybe, after all, before meeting his daughter-in-law, he also felt that he would not get married. But isn't it done now?

Lin Xiaoyue remembered what Fan Ming said when she was in Zhoujiazhuang.

"I don't know if Master has found his daughter. However, now that I know that Master may have gone to the south, let's find a chance and ask Mr. Liang to help us find out."

"If you find people, you can take them all back to live."

The people of the Nangong family were gone, except for Concubine Shu and Li Xiao in the palace.

Mr. Wuji is also Li Xiao's relative. If he was willing to retreat to Dashi Village, she would naturally welcome him.

Li Xiao moved for a while, and when he looked up at Lin Xiaoyue, his eyes were full of emotion.

"Yue'er, thank you."

"Thank you? It's all a family."

Lin Xiaoyue moved her feet.

"Continue, don't stop." Then he said arrogantly.

"Okay." Li Xiao smiled dotingly, and continued to wash his daughter-in-law's feet.

After washing his feet, Li Xiao went to pour water again.

After that, he went back to his room and asked Lin Xiaoyue to go to the main room for dinner.

After resting in the yard for a while, Lin Xiaoyue asked Zhao Shanshan to talk to Zhao Fulai.

"Tomorrow, arrange Zhao Kang to go to the mansion on Wednesday, and ask him to help find four accountants."

"If you want to die, it's okay to take your family with you. Buy them all. Time is more urgent, and you can get your seat within half a month." Lin Xiaoyue added.

"Yes." Zhao Fu had some doubts, but still replied to Lin Xiaoyue.

The workshop has to arrange a bookkeeper, but isn't it still too early for the workshop to start?

Lin Xiaoyue glanced at Zhao Fu and explained: "After these people are in place, the three of them will arrange to go to Zhuangzi to manage the accounts, and the remaining one will stay in the main house and manage the accounts in the workshop at that time."

Zhao Fuming understood, and hurriedly saluted Lin Xiaoyue again.

"Yes."

"Yeah." Lin Xiaoyue responded.

He also told Zhao Fu some of his arrangements for Zhuangzi.

"In the future, the communication between Zhuangshang and the main house will be more frequent. In the future, you don't have to stop the several stewards of Zhuangshang. If they come to ask for an appointment, bring them to see me."

"Yes."

Lin Xiaoyue nodded and took out a stack of banknotes from her pocket.

"There is a total of three thousand taels of silver here. Tomorrow, let Zhao Kang or Zhao Qiang go with you, make a trip to the three villagers, and send the silver notes to the three stewards. Each person will be given one thousand taels."

"Tell them that the rest of the money will be sent when the accountant is in place."

"In addition, tell them that you can arrange it yourself after you get the bank note. But you have to keep a good record of the account. When the accountant is in place, the expenditure needs to be reported to the accountant."

Lin Xiaoyue's eyes moved slightly.

"One more reminder, let them do things well, I can't accommodate people who make small movements."

Zhao Fu's expression tightened.

"Yes." Then he stepped forward and took the bank note in Lin Xiaoyue's hand.

After finishing the order, Lin Xiaoyue was just about to let Zhao Fu retire.

Suddenly remembered something.

So he looked at Zhao Fu.

"That Fan Teng, are you ready?" He asked.

After all, that kid is half of her husband's junior brother, it's not an exaggeration for her to care.

Zhao Fu was taken aback.

Recalling how Fan Teng devoured when he was eating in the kitchen just now.

And the dazzling look in the boy's eyes when he looked at his daughter.

My heart sank immediately.

Isn't that boy the uncle's servant? Why did the lady also fall in love with that kid?

"It's arranged." Zhao Fu replied, his voice a little cold.