Chapter 312

Fan Teng quickly followed.

When he approached Zhao Fu, he bowed to Zhao Fu.

"Fan Teng has seen his uncle."

Hearing the word "Uncle", Zhao Fu's expression became a little strange, and then he looked at Zhao Shanshan.

Zhao Shanshan scolded Fan Teng in her heart, and then said to Zhao Fu, "Dad, this is the son of Zhou Jiazhuang's steward Fan."

"I got my uncle's fancy and was transferred back to the main house to be my uncle's servant. I brought him here and asked you to arrange arrangements." Zhao Shanshan explained.

"There is Uncle Lao!" Fan Teng saluted Zhao Fu again. When looking at Zhao Fu, there was still a pleasing smile on his face.

However, Zhao Fu's eyes on Fan Teng were not very friendly.

"Call me Housekeeper Zhao, or Uncle Fu in the future." Shen said.

Fan Teng's face stiffened.

Between the two titles of "Housekeeper Zhao" and "Fu Bo", the latter was chosen.

"There is Lao Fubo." He said respectfully.

"Well." Zhao Fu's expression improved.

"Come in with me." Then he glanced at Fan Teng unhappily, then turned back to the account room.

Fan Teng looked at Zhao Shanshan worriedly.

Uncle, oh no, Uncle Fu, I don't seem to like him very much, what should I do?

Seeing Fan Teng like this, Zhao Shanshan wanted to laugh.

Ignoring Fan Teng, he turned around and left.

Fan Teng wanted to stop Zhao Shanshan, but stretched out his hand, but did not dare to call anyone.

Fubo was not far away, and he didn't want to cause misunderstanding by his old man.

So Fan Teng could only watch Zhao Shanshan leave.

Then one person, obediently entered the account room and went to find Zhao Fu.

When Fan Teng walked into the account, Zhao Fu had already sat at the table.

I saw a booklet placed in front of Zhao Fu. At this time, he was holding a writing brush, waiting to record for Fan Teng.

"Name." Zhao Fu asked displeased when he saw Fan Teng dawdling in.

What did the uncle see in this man? Looks out of mind.

Fan Teng was taken aback.

"Oh - Fan Teng." He quickly replied.

I thought to myself, when he introduced himself just now, didn't he give his name?

Fubo's memory seems to be a bit poor.

After seeing Zhao Fu write Fan, he didn't continue, Fan Teng hurriedly said again: "Tengfei Teng."

Zhao Fu was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Fan Teng.

Then continue to write.

"Literacy?" asked casually when writing.

Fan Teng looked happy.

"I know. I also know some boxing skills." He said quickly.

Zhao Fu frowned again, and looked at Fan Teng displeasedly.

"I didn't ask you anything else." He said.

Of course he knew that he was good at boxing and kung fu, otherwise the uncle would choose him as a servant?

Fan Teng choked.

"Height, shoulder width, hand length, waist circumference, leg length and shoe size." Zhao Fu continued.

Fan Teng was taken aback.

Before waiting for an answer, Zhao Fu frowned again.

Then, he raised his head and looked at Fan Teng angrily.

"Didn't hear?" asked.

Fan Teng woke up quickly.

"Listen, I heard. Just, I don't know." He stammered back.

Uncle is so fierce, is this how he usually treats people?

It should be a newcomer to come to the government to register, but my uncle asked him what he was doing?

How did he, a big man, know these things?

In the past on Zhuangzi, his mother gave him the measurement.

"Need-do you need to register these?" Fan Teng asked cautiously.

Fu Bo raised his eyes and glanced at Fan Teng, with a strong impatience written in his eyes.

"The new servants in the house will buy two more clothes for the arrangement. Besides, it's winter now, and there is another set of winter clothes. Don't you need it?"

Fan Teng's eyes moved, and he quickly said, "I need it, naturally I want it!"

Where can I get free new clothes?

There are also winter clothes. His body is not thick enough now. After a while, the weather will be colder, and his body will not be a problem.

Fu Bo glanced at Fan Teng displeased again.

"Find a way to measure it yourself, measure it out, report it back, and arrange to make clothes." He said.

Fan Teng looked embarrassed.

How does he measure it by himself?

But he didn't dare to object, and quickly responded.

"Yes."

Forget it, think of a way. Can't make Faber angry anymore.

Zhao Fu glanced at Fan Teng, and then looked at the booklet again.

"Did your uncle give you a fixed monthly payment?" Then he asked.

"No." Fan Teng replied.

Zhao Fu paused when he was about to write, "How much was your monthly money in Zhuangzi before that?"

Fan Teng blushed, "A tael of silver."

They can farm land and raise poultry on the village, and these incomes are counted as their own. So the monthly money is not high, like his mother, there is no monthly money at all.

"Since you have come to the main house and served as a servant for the uncle, the monthly payment will naturally increase. For the time being, let's set it at two or five cents. If you feel dissatisfied, go and tell the uncle yourself."

"My uncle speaks, I'll change it for you here." Zhao Fu said while registering. I didn't even look at Fan Teng.

Twenty-five cents of silver is actually not low, five cents more than their sons.

Add five dollars, and you can be as much as him.

As for Shanshan, Shanshan's monthly money is forty taels of silver, which was ordered by the young lady, and there is no comparison.

"You don't need to ask, two or five dollars is fine!" Fan Teng said quickly.

More than double than before.

Although there is no income from farming and breeding in Zhuangzi, he followed his uncle, and most of the food and lodging are in the house, and the expenses are not much.

In particular, the government even distributed clothes and shoes.

If these are all converted into money, his monthly money is not low.

When Zhao Fu heard this, he said in his heart: It's still quite sensible.

Then, he asked Fan Teng some other questions before arranging a room for him.

After a while, Fan Teng took the quilt and pillow given by Zhao Fu and followed Zhao Fu to the small courtyard.

"The house is for you. Go and clean it up yourself. After you clean up, go to Zhao Kang or Zhao Qiang."

"If they are free, invite them yourself, and let you familiarize yourself with the situation in and around the house."

Fan Teng wanted to ask where Zhao Kang and Zhao Qiang were, but Zhao Fu didn't give him a chance and continued to speak.

"Our servants usually start dinner at Xu time and eat in the kitchen."

"Pay attention to the time yourself, after a while, no one will leave it for you."

After looking at Fan Teng, Zhao Fu turned around and left.

Fan Teng reached out his hand subconsciously, wanting to stop Zhao Fu and ask him something.

But he opened his mouth, but he still didn't dare to speak.

Fu Bo obviously has a lot of opinion on him, he dare not.

Huh, what the hell is going on here? He didn't offend him, did he?

At this moment, Zhao Fu, who had taken a few steps out, suddenly stopped.

"When you come to Liu's house, you'd better behave yourself. If you want me to see you pestering Shanshan again, hmph—" Zhao Fu didn't continue speaking after that.

"Hum", he flicked his sleeves and left.

Fan Teng's heart trembled.

Faber saw it before!

His god, the future father-in-law has shown his attitude that he doesn't like him...

After walking out of the small courtyard, a smile appeared on Zhao Fu's face.

Then, he quickly restrained the smile on his face.

Hmph, stinky boy, it is best to know how to restrain, his Zhao Fu's daughter is not so lighthearted...

At the same time, Li Xiao was in Lin Xiaoyue's room, ready to help Lin Xiaoyue soak her feet.

Yes, before Li Xiao went to the kitchen, he just went to get hot water.

"I - just do it yourself. You are a big man, how can you do these things?" Lin Xiaoyue blushed and was a little embarrassed.

However, Li Xiao snatched Lin Xiaoyue's little foot.

"What kind of big man? In the era before you, didn't it say that men and women were equal? ​​It was only natural for a husband to take care of his wife."

As Li Xiao said that, he started to take off Lin Xiaoyue's shoes.

As soon as the shoes and socks were taken off, the delicate and beautiful feet quickly fell into Li Xiao's hands.

Bai is tender and small, and the toes are round and lovely, just as he remembered.

It was still summer, and he went hunting with his daughter-in-law in the mountains, and her daughter-in-law soaked her feet in the water pool in front of him.

Ever since he had looked at these little feet, the appearance of these little feet had been imprinted in his mind, and he could not get rid of them.

It even caused him to have several absurd dreams...