Chapter 144: Spending money like water
At the end of the month, the whole family came to Qingzhou. First, Zhou Bo wanted to send the gourd, and second, not everyone had come to this house since they bought it, so they have been changing it one after another according to Er Niang's meaning. Now it happens that everyone comes to have a look. Third, Wang Coneng made an appointment with Er Niang and wait for the Qixi Festival. Begging for coincidence. Now, Xue Jian has fully adapted to the latest position of the housekeeper's young grandmother. Xue Jian often secretly thought that his current position is equivalent to the CEO of the Zhou family's internal affairs. What a chaotic title.
"If you are tired, let Xian'er help you." Zhou Bo stroked Xue Jian's back and finally raised a little meat. He moved into a house. Alas, "I don't want to do these things, just let Xian'er do it." Seeing Xue looking back at him lazily, Zhou Bo continued, "There is really that lazy and slippery person. It's okay to hold it and kill him as an eye."
"It's just some trivial things outside the family. I can still deal with them. There's no need for Master Zhou to worry about it." Xue Jian smiled and drilled into Zhou Bo's arms and found a comfortable position. Then she whispered, "Everyone doesn't come to Qingzhou for a few days a year. I don't know when they will come next time. If you don't take good care of this house, I'm afraid that slaves will bully the Lord, it will be more chaotic in the future. It's better to take care of it carefully and arrange it properly. Even if we are away, we can feel more at ease.
"It's getting better and better!" Zhou Bo smiled and said, "I'm just afraid that you will be tired. I didn't expect you to have the momentum of a young grandmother now!"
He bit his arm with hatred. Xue saw that he was exhausted and rubbed against Zhou Bo, and then fell asleep.
Zhou Bo moved his arm slightly, hugged Xue Jian more tightly, and gradually fell asleep.
Although things are cumbersome, Xuejian has been following Erniang to take care of the family for several months and has accumulated some experience in Anning. This small matter is still handled smoothly.
What is rare is that Sanlang also gave the students a half-month short vacation because of Futian, so he has time to come with everyone and have the right to take a vacation.
With Zhang Dashan and others in the gourd garden at home, Zhou Bo has nothing to worry about. Each store and warehouse are also operating normally. The Zhou family really just needs to wait and count the money. The husband is considerate, the younger siblings are harmonious, no longer worry about food and clothing, and don't even have a house fight. On such a day, Xuejian is really satisfied and seems to be in a dream.
In a blink of an eye, it will be the Qixi Festival, and it is customary to send some gifts to people who are familiar with each other.
Because this house was bought by itself and has never been to such a complete master, it is inevitable that the servants look nervous and in a hurry. Xuejian and Xiaomei sat in the side hall. After a while, several small stewids came in together, "Good-grandma!"
Some servants moved the chair out, but several stewards stood upright and no one would sit down.
"Get up," Xue Jian said lightly, "Call everyone to come, just for the Qixi Festival."
"Yes." Everyone looked at each other and replied in order. After listening for a while, Xiaomei asked for Xuejian, "Who is responsible for the ceremony?"
"Grandma, this is a list of gifts for each family. Please have a look." Unexpectedly, when Xiaomei asked about this matter first, a stewman was stunned, and then stepped forward and sent the post in her hand. Xia, the stew manager who sent the post, was a shrewd man. He peeked at Xue Jian. Although he was young and naive, he was really beautiful in the world!
Xue Jian asked Xiaomei to take over the list, ten lines at a glance, and quickly read the list. Thanks to Zhou Bo's persistent literacy education, "How did this gift list come out?"
When Xia heard Xue's voice, her voice was sweet, her smile was sweet, and her her attitude was modest. He couldn't help peeking at her several times before he said, "I had done procurement in the deacon's house, and I also heard the deacon's housekeeper say gifts during the festival, thinking that our Zhou family is nothing worse than the deacon's family, so..."
In fact, there is nothing wrong with what he thinks, but whether this deacon is an official, and whether the Zhou family is just a people or a businessman, there is nothing to communicate. Xue saw that she thought so, but nothing appeared on her face. She just tilted her head and looked at Xiaomei.
"According to the maidservant, more than half of this gift list needs to be changed." After Xiaomei saw that Xue gradually took charge of the house, her whole body became more calm.
"It's no wonder that it's stewer Xia." Xuejian's calm analysis frowned slightly. This year, he will not give gifts. He will only give gifts to brain platinum. If there is brain platinum or something, it will be much more worry-free. He also used it."
"He didn't even understand the situation of our family." Xiaomei whispered, "Isn't it too perfunctory?"
Xue shook his head and smiled and said, "He just doesn't want merit, but he doesn't want nothing."
When the two of them were talking in a low voice, steward Xia looked up and saw that Xue Jian still smiled faintly, but his smile did not reach his eyes. He couldn't help lowering his head and saying anything more.
Xuejian is quite satisfied with his knowledge of current affairs. He is not afraid of being stupid. He is afraid that he can't understand three sentences if you say ten sentences. "The Zhou family is a businessman, but a businessman. This etiquette can't be out of the mark." Xue Jian's words made Xia's words relieved. Xiaomei stared at her and took over and said, "Although it can't be out of line, it can't be shabby. The people our Zhou family associate with in Qingzhou are either rich or noble. This gift should not be looked down upon."
In fact, Xiaomei is not exaggerated. The Zhou family is just a businessman, at most a super rich businessman, but in Qingzhou, which is a lot of officials, it is really not a figure.
"The young lady said it, and Miss Mei said it!" Manager Xia blushed slightly and nodded, but muttered in his heart that he could not cross the grid and be shabby. This was indeed a difficult thing.
Xiaomei looked sideways, "Why is this difficult? Our young master's relationship is all the young master's brother. Now the etiquette should be sent to the family of each government according to his nephew's gift. This gift is thicker, and it will only make people exaggerate that the young master's etiquette is thorough.
As Xiaomei spoke, stewor Xia nodded and was about to take orders. As soon as he turned around, he was stopped by Xuejian. "Although the Bai family is peaceful, they should also prepare enough gifts and be more comprehensive than anywhere else."
"Young sister, the shopkeeper of the brocade hall has arrived." Xiao Xing said loudly at the door.
"Became her to the backyard first."
Then he dealt with the last few stews, and then went back to the backyard with Xiaomei and others. This brocade hall is one of the best stores in Qingzhou. The best fabrics and the most novel styles are all from the brocade hall, which is regarded as a fashion vane in Qingzhou.
"It's really lively," and before I got there, I heard the girl's praise. "The rules are really worthless in front of fashion."
"Sister-in-law," she just walked up the steps and was pulled by Si Niang. "Come and help us choose." Dashun has the rules of Dashun. For example, merchants do not have the right to wear silk and silk, so Xue Jian felt more sorry and asked the brocade hall to bring more useful cloth so that everyone can pick them.
"Semies are young, white and beautiful, and they really look good in everything." In such language, the embroidered women of the brocade hall came immediately. Good words were piled up at no cost. Sure enough, several little girls were so happy that they covered their mouths and kept laughing. Er Niang couldn't help asking Xue, "Sister-in-law, this brocade hall is really good, but it makes me dazzled."
Then leave a few each. Xue saw a light sentence and let the stewman of the brocade hall narrow his eyes into a crack. It is said that this Fulu Building is rich, which seems to be true. Looking at the beauty of the garden, if you want to do it well, the family will definitely become a big customer of the brocade hall this week!
Looking at Xuejian again, the more I feel that fairies have come down to the world. Looking at this temperament, even the official grandmothers can't be long or short.
Soon, the measure of clothes and discuss fancy things. Xue Jian asked Xiaomei to put two dresses for each of the maids at home. Qixi Festival is also a Daughter's Day. Naturally, it is necessary to carry out the beauty to the end.
As soon as the news spread, the Zhou family was even more lively.
"You don't have to come to thank me." Those who had a good look came early and thanked them in person. Xuejian said to Xiaomei, "Just say that letting them do their part well is the best reward for me."
On the other side, the steward of Zhijintang is a little out of breath. It's not that they have never seen a big family, but in this way, the whole family, even the maids, still met for the first time. How did she know that Xue saw that she was going to live the addiction of upstarts.
There is no place to buy Hummer in a group. Why do you have to buy clothes in a group?
Think about the greatest fun in the past, that is, a hit in Taobao. How can you directly use money to make people feel relaxed and happy? Xue saw that she was stimulated by the life of a rich man. She couldn't wait to make three bodies of the same pattern of clothes, wear the flower bone flower in the morning, wear the flower blooming one at noon, and the flowery one at night!
Xiaomei looked at her strangely. How strange is this young lady today? She wanted to laugh and resist, but did something funny happen? Why don't you know yourself?