"Your name is Li Wanji?"

Jia Huan looked at the tall and thin middle-aged man with a weird expression and asked again.

The tall and thin middle-aged man, Li Wanji, was not impatient because of Jia Huan's repeated inquiries. He still replied respectfully: "Third Master, the servant is Li Wanji."

"hiss!"

After taking a breath of air conditioner again, Jia Huan turned around and ordered sternly: "Remember, no matter how big a thing I do in the future, you are not allowed to use a lot of money to describe me as a third master."

"puff!"

Even if you don’t know this era, the word “Dian” has another meaning, but this does not prevent you from understanding it as a verb.

No matter what the verb is, it is not a good thing to say, so it is also funny.

"So brave. With this name, you can withstand so many big names... Lao Li, you are a real hero!"

Jia Huan said seriously, looking at Li Wanji's entanglement, he laughed again: "Just kidding, don't mind Lao Li, by the way, since you are a hero, then don't call yourself a slave again in the future. The entanglement you said, I shivered..."

Li Wanji was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Jia Huan with a pair of deep eyes, then nodded and said, "When there is no outsider, the young one can dare to overtake. If there is an outsider, the young one will still call himself a slave, otherwise he will cause trouble for the third master."

Jia Huan didn't care and said, "You can do this by yourself. By the way, when Timur followed me, I asked him a question, and now I will ask you. Li Wanji, you are doing things under my hands now, what can you do for me? Don't panic and answer, think it through before you talk."

Li Wanji thought it very clearly, and he said word by word: "I dare not die for the Third Master."

Jia Huan was very satisfied when he heard this, laughed loudly, then turned around and kicked Timur's leg, and scolded, "Let's listen, listen to how others answer, and look at you, mom, you will know how to incite the horse and incite the horse, and learn from others in the future."

After a few laughter and scolding, this layer was revealed.

Jia Huan could not judge whether what Li Wanji said was true or false. If it were false, it would not be completely false. If Jia Huan really did what he promised, then what he did would be like to give these untouchables a new life, and it was also a redemption for his descendants. His kindness was like the sea, and Li Wanji and others should die for him.

But if you want to tell the truth, Jia Huan dare not believe it all.

The human heart will always be the most unpredictable thing in this world.

And forgetfulness is the common nature of the general public.

Although the words are unpleasant, the medicine is bitter.

Jia Huan thought he was not a suspicious person, but he had to be careful about others...

"Old Li, let's talk less for now. This is not a place to talk. However, the house in the village must not be enough to arrange so many of you. It's also a negligence. I thought my father would be good if he could give me about ten people, but I didn't expect there would be so many people. But it's better to have too many people, and it's more powerful.

Since the existing house is not enough, let’s build a few shacks first. Yesterday, Lao Wang led the merchants to the mountain to cut the wood for a long time. Today, it happened to be used. The man dealt with it first, and the woman and the child entered the merchants, allowing the merchants to empty a few rooms to squeeze. In this autumn, the wind and dew are heavy at night, and the man can withstand it, but women and the child are afraid they can’t stand it.

But you don’t have to worry. From tomorrow on, we will start the kiln and burn bricks. I think you craftsmen are a skilled in burning bricks. After the bricks are burned, we will break ground and start building a new house."

Although Jia Huan is young, he is not really young after all. At least the soul in his head is no longer young, so his thinking and speaking are very smooth, and his arrangements are thoughtful and appropriate.

Without waiting for Li Wanji's opinion, Jia Huan said to Guo Sanzhuang beside him: "Old Guo, Wang Gui has brought people to buy grain, so you can take responsibility, let everyone develop their style and empty a few rooms to arrange our new village house. In addition, Lao Li... No, it's not you, it's Lao Li in the village. Forget it, if I call you in the future, it's better to call Li Wanji directly. If there is any speciality, it's not... Cough cough, get back to the point, that Lao Li, you take Li Wanji and ask him to choose a young and strong craftsman to build a shack together. There is only one requirement, don't look good, just keep the wind strong."

Guo Sanzhuang said, "San Master, just leave the wife to take the matter of bringing people into the village. I'd better go to the shack with Li Er and the others."

Jia Huan smiled and said, "Can your wife do this?"

The Guo family's wife, who was scared to death yesterday, seemed to be a woman named Li. At this moment, Guo Sanzhuang was pulled out of the crowd of people watching. In front of everyone, Guo Sanzhuang conveyed the instructions of Zhuangzi's supreme leader Jia Sanye to his wife Li, and warned her that she must live up to the expectations of Sanye and the villagers and do her job well, otherwise she would go back to clean up her at night...

Old Qin men are fierce and arduous, while women are also fierce and daring.

When Li saw Jia Huan's encouraging eyes, he immediately changed his style and ordered him no matter how many houses a family can be used, and the firewood house can be used as long as there is no air leakage, but the cattle shed cannot...

Jia Huan felt relieved after hearing a few words, and then said to Li Wanji: "See, the men in our village are all men, and the women are all men... No, the women are all heroines. Li Wanji, you can't admit defeat, choose one and lead people into the village with the old Guo family."

Li Wanji nodded with a smile. Although he may not have smiled for a long time, the advantages of laughter are ugly. Maybe laughing is a progress. It is always a good thing to sprinkle some sunshine into his heart.

After Li Wanji went back to the crowd and said a few words, he also brought a woman out. However, this woman was much worse than Li from Guo Sanzhuang's family. Although she was also instructing her to do things, her voice was soft and her expression was a little scared.

Seeing this, Li Wanji sighed and said to Jia Huan: "Let the Third Master laugh."

Jia Huan waved his hand and said, "This is nothing. It was like this at the beginning, but it will naturally be the same after a long time in the future. Okay, let’s talk less, our Zhuangzi’s style has always been doing more and saying less. No matter how much you say, it’s useless.

You go out now and just build the outer courtyard wall around the village. Such a large courtyard wall is enough. In addition, Lao Guo, if you don’t go to take the people, don’t build a shack. If you do this, take two strong guys to find a big fat pig to kill.

Although our current conditions are still very difficult, after all, new members have come today, and they always have to welcome them. Buy pig money and wait until Wang Gui comes back to get it directly from him. By the way, I will get some rice wine back. Since we want to be happy, let’s have fun!”

Everyone in the crowd cheered when they heard this.

Then, the crowd began to surge regularly, diverting, diverting, and then diverting...

...

"No, not a single penny."

Aunt Zhao looked like a washboard, without any slightest breath, and looked at Jia Huan, who was smiling in front of her, as if nothing had happened.

Jia Huan begged, "Mom, I'm not going to be gambling and prostitution, I'm going to do big things. You just give another thousand... Forget it, I'll make a half price, and you just give another five hundred taels."

Aunt Zhao didn't even have a pinch of her eyelids, but she just shook her head and said no.

He couldn't get it, and there was no way, so Jia Huan had to go out embarrassedly.

When I walked to the door, I saw Xiao Jixiang leaning over, looking at Jia Huan with a smile, carrying a pair of small hands on her back, and speaking in a tone that looked like someone: "San Master, are you doing well?"

Even though Jia Huan was depressed, he was amused by the little girl and said, "Little Jixiang, you'd better not pursue the charm of the Third Master. People like Third Master, are destined to be imitated all the time, but they can never be surpassed. As for you, please continue to follow your cute path."

Xiao Jixiang pouted when he heard this and said, "Third Master, I'm asking you for something serious!"

Jia Huan laughed and said, "Okay, our little Jixiang has a serious business, tell me, do you want to find the third master to have a lunch break? You little hoof, are you so anxious?"

"Pooh!"

Xiao Jixiang almost vomited blood in anger: "You are so anxious! Third Master, I really have something to tell you."

"Okay OK."

Jia Huan surrendered and said, "Tell me, what are your important things?"

Xiao Jixiang suddenly took out a small purse from his sleeve, then turned it over and poured out all the things inside, but it was a handful of fine silver crusts.

Xiao Jixiang looked at Jia Huan with a smile and said, "Third Master, I heard that you have a little tight hand in hand recently and are short of money? This is the private money saved by Xiao Jixiang, and you can lend it to you!"

Jia Huan looked at the tiny silver turtle in Xiao Jixiang's palm, and suddenly felt warm in his heart. He took the silver and put it into his sleeves. Then he hugged Xiao Jixiang in his arms and said gratefully: "Xiao Jixiang, don't worry, the third master will realize your dream of being an aunt in the future and make you a winner in life in the new era."

Relying in Jia Huan's arms, Xiao Jixiang's round eyes turned into crescent moons, curved and sweet.

I muttered in my heart: I made a profit!

...

"Are you a bricklayer? Can you burn bricks?"

Jia Huan asked, looking at the man with a hunched back and a yellowish complexion in front of him.

The man's image is not elegant, his laughter is also very ugly, as harsh as the old owl. He said, "The third master, the youngest is named Hu Laoba. He worked as a fireworker in the official kiln since he was seven years old. He has been working in the brick kiln for twenty years. When burning bricks, the youngest often does not go down the kiln for three or four months, and eats and lives in the kiln. The youngest is even more familiar with the brick kiln than with the little wife..."

Jia Huan gave a thumbs up with satisfaction and said, "Okay, Hu Laoba, I admire such a dedicated hero the most. However, if you are so capable, how can the Guanyao be willing to let you go?"

Hu Laoba smiled and shook his head, "The Lord Ling Zun is the official in charge of the official kiln. The young man's such a low-key man's name is not just a matter of the Lord..."

Jia Huan smiled and said, "It's not a bad thing for you."

Hu Laoba laughed even more proudly when he heard this and said, "No, this is a good thing about the pie falling from the sky, so it would not be a bad thing. If it weren't for my Hu Laoba's best skills and the most beautiful bricks, it wouldn't be my Hu Laoba's turn to be ahead!"

Jia Huan smiled and said nothing more, but opened a piece of paper in his hand, which was a drawing.
Chapter completed!