Zhou Yitian was noncommittal.

When the head of Taibai Tower heard that Zhao Xiaoya wanted to borrow a kitchen in the name of Kunyang Houfu, he asked the cook to give up a kitchen without saying a word.

Zhao Xiaoya quickly cooked a few dishes and had them brought upstairs.

Originally, Wei Yuanzhao really didn't take Zhao Xiaoya's craftsmanship seriously, but when the food was served, he couldn't stop eating it after taking one bite.

Zhou Yitian looked at Wei Yuanzhao with disgust. He used to think he was polite, but it turned out he was just showing off.

Afraid of not eating enough, he started to move without saying a word, and his chopsticks were as fast as anyone else's.

Zhao Xiaoya didn't eat much. She thought she had cooked too much, but looking at the looks of the two of them, she immediately put her worries aside.

"Xiaoya, your skills are indeed better than those of the cooks in Taibai Building."

Zhao Xiaoya learned her skills from the widow cook, and she knew very well that if she really wanted to be good at it, she would be far inferior to the widow cook.

The widowed cook's ancestors had served as royal cooks. If she hadn't had bad luck, her family had fallen into disgrace, her husband had died early, leaving her orphaned and widowed, she wouldn't have been reduced to Taibai Tower to earn a living.

"Master Wei likes it. I will come to Zhuangzi as a guest when my brother is free."

Brother?What kind of fun is this?This title made Wei Yuanzhao's lips twitch. He couldn't hide his contempt and looked at Zhou Yitian for asking his unmarried daughter-in-law to call him brother. This was really shameless.

Zhou Yitian ignored Wei Yuanzhao's disapproval at all. He just enjoyed Zhao Xiaoya softly calling him brother. They were now each other's most important and only relatives. As for other people's feelings - what did it have to do with him?

Chapter 12 Want to make money for him (2)

The snow had just melted, and Zhao Xiaoya couldn't sit still. She followed the slaves in Zhuangzi to loosen the soil in the vegetable garden.

The slave went from initial fear to acceptance and admiration - after all, Zhao Xiaoya was born in a rural area and could do things more swiftly and quickly than others.

Myolie followed Zhao Xiaoya and spread the seeds, her eyes shining with admiration.

"Girl, what else in this world can you not do?" Xing'er couldn't help but say, "Girl is not only literate, but also good at needlework, the food she cooks is delicious, the tea she makes is delicious, and now she's even good at farm work. It's perfect."

Zhao Xiaoya paused with her hand holding the rake, turned around and smiled at her, "How can I be as good as you say?"

Aunt Xia, who was on the side, laughed and said, "The girl is indeed good." She added, "If the girl wants to do something, I can't control it, but I have to pay attention to the changeable weather, from warm to cold. Don't stay outside for too long, lest you catch the cold."

Aunt Xia was deeply impressed by the fact that Zhao Xiaoya was so sick that she lay in bed for several days when she first arrived. At that time, Zhou Yitian's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the servants were all working with their hearts on their minds.

Zhao Xiaoya has a good temper, but Zhou Yitian is not an easy talker. If Zhao Xiaoya does anything wrong, Zhuangzi's slave skin will be tightened.

Zhao Xiaoya understood what Nanny Xia was thinking and smiled at her, "I know, I won't show off."

Aunt Xia looked at Zhao Xiaoya's smiling face. In just a short time, the little girl had put on some flesh, turned a bit or two whiter, and looked a bit like a beauty.

"Mommy." Zhao Xiaoya asked casually without stopping the work on her hands: "A few days ago, you mentioned that I have a grain store in the city, but the income can only be barely equal. The person in charge now is named Zhang, and he is also an old man left by the Gu family?"

Aunt Xia nodded, "Yes, the steward's name is Zhang Feng, and there are four members of the family in charge of the grain store." She glanced at Xing'er, "Xing'er's marriage is to Zhang Feng's eldest son Zhang Qing. It's not that the old slave speaks for the old Zhang family, but the poor income of the grain store really has nothing to do with Zhang Feng."

"Girls are also good at living, so they should know that the grain store always needs cash when going to the countryside to collect grain, but I have never paid attention to this. The grain store does not have enough cash to collect grain, and there is not much grain to sell in the shop, so the business is naturally not good. In the first few years, Zhang Feng would find opportunities to ask the second lady of the Hou Mansion for begging, but the second lady always dismissed it with a few words, and I didn't care. After a long time, Zhang Feng stopped talking more, and just wasted it."

Zhao Xiaoya had already learned from Aunt Xia that the water in the Hou Mansion was deep, and that the royal palace was in the hands of the second wife.

Even though she had just studied housekeeping for a short time, she knew that it was not easy to get money. Even if Zhou Yitian came forward, she would never dare to be harsh on food and clothing. But if she wanted to support Zhou Yitian's private property and asked her for some silver so that the grain bank could make a lot of gold and silver, that would be nonsense.

She tilted her head. Instead of worrying about her second wife's behavior, what she cared about was Zhou Yitian's attitude.

It was impossible for him not to understand the oppression of the second room, but he always let it go... In his previous life, Zhou Yitian was a selfless general. Although he had a handsome appearance, his methods were cruel. So although she didn't know what happened to the second room later, she knew that the ending of those who had offended him was not always good.

Now Zhou Yitian should be at the moment when the tiger is dead... Zhao Xiaoya loosened the soil hard and turned her head quickly. She would not let Zhou Yitian bow to the second house for money. It was just that a family member did not know how expensive firewood and rice were. Within a few months, she could see that the village was almost self-sufficient, so she had to find a suitable livelihood.

But what kind of livelihood can she find?Zhuangzi's land is not big, with less than five acres of land that can be planted. It is enough for Zhuangzi to eat, and there is no need to expect business. As for the backyard pond, you can raise some fish and shrimp when it cools down, but it is not a long-term solution.

She was so busy thinking that she didn't notice the sudden silence around her. It wasn't until a shadow fell in front of her, blocking most of the light, that she raised her head blankly.

Seeing Zhou Yitian, she immediately smiled.

Zhou Yitian stretched out his hand to pull her up. Seeing that her hands were covered with dirt, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"You know, I can't afford to be an idler. Now my life is too comfortable. I just stay in my room. I'm afraid that everyone will be lazy."

Zhao Xiaoya winked at Xing'er. After this period of getting along, the master and servant not only got closer, but also had a tacit understanding.

Xing'er immediately prepared water and stepped forward to ask Zhao Xiaoya to clean her hands.

Zhou Yitian let go of her arm and watched her clean her hands. When she wiped her hands with the handkerchief, she turned and left.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaoya hurriedly told Xing'er, "Come over with a hot bowl of almond tea." Then she followed Zhou Yitian into the house.

Zhou Yue had already asked someone to bring hot water into the clean room. Zhao Xiaoya rolled up her sleeves and waited for him to wash up without a word.

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Zhou Yitian washed away the fatigue from today's close combat with the soldiers in the military camp and put on clean clothes.

After he walked out of the clean room, Xing'er carefully served a bowl of almond tea. She was about to leave, but she said something more, "Master, this is the almond tea that the girl left specially for me. Although I didn't come, the girl is worried about him every day."

Zhou Yitian just responded lightly when he heard the words.

Although her face was still expressionless, Myolie could feel that Zhou Yitian's mood had improved a little. She glanced at Zhao Xiaoya secretly, and saw Zhao Xiaoya giving her a look of appreciation.

Xing'er smiled playfully. Only when the master is in a good mood can the slave's heart be at ease.

"He's quite good at winning people's hearts." After taking a sip of almond tea, Zhou Yitian didn't let go of their little glances just now.

Zhao Xiaoya sat next to him and lowered her head to peel melon seeds and drink them with tea, "I really care about my brother every day, don't you believe it?"

Zhou Yitian's answer was to pinch her face lightly.

Zhao Xiaoya smiled and said, "Fortunately you came back today. Tomorrow I plan to go to the city to visit the grain store. I saw the account book sent by Grandma Xia and the business of the grain store is not very good."

Zhou Yitian took the melon seeds she handed over. The grain store was one of his mother's dowries, but he never took it seriously. After all, in his eyes, both Zhuangzi and the grain store were used to house the elderly people of the Gu family. He did not expect these to make money. What he wanted was not such a small amount of money.Seeing that Zhao Xiaoya was interested, he let her go without saying anything.

"I'll go take a look tomorrow. If the business never improves..." Zhao Xiaoya looked at him cautiously, "Why don't we change our business? What do you think?"

Zhou Yitian didn't take it seriously, "It will be done as you say."

Zhao Xiaoya originally thought that she would have to work hard, but she didn't expect that Zhou Yitian nodded in agreement without even asking a question.

Seeing her stunned look, Zhou Yitian glanced at her, "What? I nodded and you're not satisfied?"

Satisfied!So satisfied!Her eyes were shining and she blurted out: "I plan to open a restaurant."

Zhou Yitian frowned when he heard this. Although he knew that she was good at cooking, he had no intention of letting her become a cook. He instantly regretted that he had agreed too quickly.