Chapter 413 Arranging Manpower
The house is not new, but it can be seen from the furnishings inside that the previous owner was either rich or noble.

However, it is said that some accidents happened later and it fell into the hands of Zhou Zijin.

Lin Minghua sat alone at the table by the window, looking at the door anxiously, one glance at it, and another.

Since arriving in the capital, Zhou Zijin seemed to be hiding some secret and would not tell anyone even if asked. He saw no one during the day and could only see him at night.

She didn't forget that Lin Zhiyu also came to the capital.

Feeling uneasy, Lin Minghua poured a packet of white medicinal powder into the tea on the table. She glanced at the door again and quickly shook the water in the cup until the white powder completely dissolved.

It’s always good to plan ahead.

When Lin Minghua was thinking this, the door was finally pushed open, and a little bit of residual snow fell on the visitor's shoulders. After shaking it off outside the door, he stepped in.

"You're not in your own room, why are you here?"

The first time Zhou Zijin saw Lin Minghua and the tea in her hand, he sounded a little wary.

"I, I..." Lin Minghua hesitated for a long time, and finally thought of something to say, "I think the furnishings in this room look like a women's boudoir, so I thought of tidying it up for you."

Slightly panicked, she put the cup down and pointed around her handiwork.

But unexpectedly, Zhou Zijin's beautiful eyebrows were stained with a hint of anger.

"Who asked you to touch it?" He walked over quickly, as if he wanted to restore the thing to its original state, but his hand froze in the air for a while and he found that he couldn't do it.

So he turned around and looked at Lin Minghua quietly.

When Zhou Zijin is angry, his gaze is very scary, but it is different from others, like an iceberg under the calm sea, it will knock you to pieces in the next second.

"This might be our home from now on. As the mistress of this home, why can't I move?"

Lin Minghua asked back aggrievedly.

We were obviously getting married, why did everything seem to change overnight?
Lin Minghua didn't know it herself, but her eyes were filled with resentment and alertness.

Zhou Zijin felt this keenly: "Ask me first next time. I don't like others messing with my things."

Lin Minghua raised his head in astonishment, first surprised as to why Zhou Zijin's attitude changed so quickly, and then the nervousness in his heart overshadowed his suspicion.

She pushed the cup she was holding forward: "Are you thirsty?"

The tone seemed normal, but there was also a hint of impatience.

Contrary to expectations, Zhou Zijin gently held her hand, as if they were two people from the previous second.

"I'll take you back first."

"We will be husband and wife soon..." Lin Minghua was a little unwilling.

Zhou Zijin took her away from the table: "After you get married, you can move around the house as you please."

marriage.

Lin Minghua was excited. It seemed that every decision he made was correct.

After sending Lin Minghua back, who was full of joy and shy face, Zhou Zijin's face sank little by little through the wooden door, as if the darkness of the night could not be dispelled.

He stood quietly for a moment before turning back to the house.

The first thing I did when I entered the house was to pour the glass of cool water into the potted plants.

The second thing is to restore things to their original state bit by bit according to their few memories.

Zhou Zijin didn't know why he did this. It seemed that he had to do this. Someone once lived here, and every object left her traces.

After all this, wash up and go to bed.

Under the pillow was an extremely simple road map. Every line drawn with charcoal pointed to a separate courtyard outside the capital.

……

When she got up the next day, Lin Zhiyu put on yesterday's mask and became the girl with a dull expression again.

She took Xin Yi and others to those shops. Because the old boss didn't care about things, most of the shop assistants had some thoughts that they shouldn't have.

You have to become your own person bit by bit.

Chu Nianshan was not accompanying him. It seemed that he was involved in the black market and disappeared early in the morning.

Finally, we arrived at Xu Ji Food Store. Xiao Liu at the door was holding a big broom and waving it around in boredom.

When he looked up, he saw Lin Zhiyu coming over, his eyes evasive: "My boss."

Lin Zhiyu nodded: "Where are the others?"

"They all went to transport food." Xiao Liu glanced quietly in Xin Yi's direction, "An Gaoyi went outside the city, probably to give porridge."

This kid still takes his words to heart.

Lin Zhiyu walked around the shop with his hands behind his hands.

It happened that An Gaoyi came back at this time, looking disgraced, as if he had had a fight with someone.

"My boss is here, why didn't you say hello in advance?"

An Gaoyi put his hands on both sides of his clothes and rubbed them, feeling a little at a loss.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiaoliu came over and put his arm around his shoulders, his movements a bit awkward, "Are you going to be a hero outside the city?"

Xiao Liu patted his shoulder with his hand, as if hinting at something.

An Gaoyi ignored his teasing, stood up straight, and said to Lin Zhiyu: "There is a gentleman outside the city who is having trouble with an official. I went over to start a fight."

Concise and concise.

"At this time, it's better to try not to get yourself into trouble."

Lin Zhiyu signaled Xin Yi to come forward, "She is Xin Yi. From now on, she will do some accounting and delivery work at the counter."

Everyone knew very well that the cold-faced woman in front of them was an undercover agent placed here by their boss to supervise them.

Xiaoliu muttered: "There are already so many people in the shop. If there is another one who doesn't know anything, wouldn't it be another trouble?"

Lin Zhiyu's ears twitched and his eyes slowly moved to Xiao Liu.

She had an impression of this guy. He was the first one to say that he wanted to give Wan Qianlai some color.

"How many of you can read and count?"

Lin Zhiyu stood in front of Xiaoliu. He seemed to be talking to everyone in the shop, but Xiaoliu knew that he was talking to him alone.

"An Gaoyi, can you do it?" Xiao Liu didn't say anything, and Lin Zhiyu turned to ask An Gaoyi.

"If I go back to my employer, I won't." An Gaoyi said frankly, "The conditions at home are not good. When I was seven years old, I worked behind the master."

Can literacy and numeracy be used as food?

Even fleeing cannot escape others.

Lin Zhiyu said: "That's right, Xin Yi is careful, since I asked her to come, I naturally have my reasons.

From now on, when I'm not around, she won't have to ask me about her decisions. "

If the boss is away, the shopkeeper will be the second boss.

Xin Yi cast a grateful look at Lin Zhiyu.

This is because he is afraid that she will be bullied by herself and is trying to establish her authority.

Having the owner's attention is more important than anything else.

After recognizing the person, the guys went about their own business.

An Gaoyi felt Xiao Liu's glances from several times, and his eyes hesitated.

When Lin Zhiyu was about to cross the door of the shop, he finally couldn't help but said: "Master, there is something wrong with the quantity of grain. I will take you to the grain merchant to ask about it."


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