Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 759 The Lazy Guy

Everyone stood up one by one.All these little stewards are older than me and Ting Lu. The oldest Fubo is in his 40s and less than [-], and the youngest is in his early thirties.Watching them salute our ten-year-olds, I couldn't help but sigh secretly that the feudal society was so clearly distinguished.I didn't feel much about saluting the emperor, but I always felt sorry when I saw other people saluting me.This is probably because I, a person from modern times, have different ideas from theirs, and I am not used to it.

I smiled and said: "You have followed us since the establishment of the mansion, and you can be regarded as veterans of the mansion. Don't worry, as long as you are loyal, we will not treat you badly."

Ting Lu also smiled, "Okay, let's go here first, let's go and do things."

Uncle Fu saluted us again, and then led everyone to retreat.After they left the room, it was finally quiet. I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Comparing our hearts to our hearts, we should treat them better. They can give us their whole hearts. Where can we find such good servants?"

"This touches you, you are really a good master to serve."

I rolled my eyes at him, "What's so bad about that, it's better than being a tricky master, that kind of person will live a very tiring life, and his lifespan is not long."

"how to say?"

"If all the servants have resentment towards the master, if there is nothing to trip you or something, you can still live comfortably? If you force a servant to secretly drug you, you will not be the one who suffers? So, To be good to the servant is to be good to yourself, and you can live a long life!" I smiled mischievously.He chuckled, "I still live to be a hundred years old, as long as I live to the age where I know my destiny, I will be content."

"You are not destined to live to be 50 years old." I said triumphantly. Fortunately, I checked the history books and knew how long his life span was.So he coughed deliberately, "According to my calculations, you can live to be 72 years old in peace, a standard old birthday boy!"

"It seems real. If you really know my limit, you might as well become a fortune teller. I'm sure the business will keep coming." He didn't believe me at all, and picked up the stack of account books next to me and put it in my arms As soon as I let it go, "Thank you for your hard work, just help me if you have nothing to do. When you are tired, I will give you a back!"

what the hell!No wonder he looked relaxed, he didn't intend to interrogate himself at all!I yelled in disbelief, "What about you?"

(End of this chapter)