"Go and dispose of your slaves."

Zhao Zitong took out a scroll from her body like a magic trick, shook it and said to Uncle Dong.

"Oh, young master, what are you doing?"

Unexpectedly, Uncle Dong was shocked and even used respects like "you" in his words. You must know that usually, he and Zhao Zitong are rarely so polite.

Then he seemed to feel that he was not respectful enough. He was sitting upright and quickly stood up from the bench, and knelt down at Zhao Zitong with a "thump".

"Young master, I have been in the Zhao family for more than 40 years. I followed him when I was young. You are also what I grew up watching me.

Because of my loyalty for so many years, don’t drive me away. I am so old that even if you give me more money, you will have nowhere to go.

Young Master, please let me stay here for retirement. I don’t eat much, my body is strong, and I can continue working, and I will never eat idle food."

The words were extremely miserable. It was really sad that the listener was sad, and the listener burst into tears.

After saying that, the old man stood up again, grabbed the rag from Xiao Duan's hand, and prepared to wipe the square table and stool in the lobby.

Because there were no guests, the small section that was still leisurely walking around the circle just now was stunned by this place and didn't know what to do.

At first he wanted to take over Uncle Dong, but Xiao Duan couldn't bear it when he saw Uncle Dong's sad look.

Who knows if this will be the last chance for the old man? If he doesn't let him show off, the young master might have really kicked him out.

By the way, Zhao Xiucai is quite skillful, and he didn't see it before. He has to be more careful in the future, so he doesn't say anything.

Uncle Dong may not be sure that he is relying on his seniority, saying things he shouldn’t say, and taking care of the disaster he shouldn’t have to deal with.

Su Yourong helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks for the food. As soon as she carried Xiao Ji to the kitchen, she planned to continue to ravage Xiao Ji with reading and writing. When she saw Uncle Dong, she knelt down and begged, and then wiped the tables and chairs pitifully to sell them, and a little anger arose in her heart.

This Zhao Xiucai was so naughty. Uncle Dong, an old man, has worked hard for you, Zhao, for years. When he is old, he actually kicks it away.

How can you let him live for the rest of his life?

Thinking back to the old servants in my family, even if they couldn't do anything, my father would keep them for their retirement.

This is a fool named Zhao, who is not worthy of making money and carrying shoes to his father, but he has a lot of bad water in his stomach.

No, I have to be careful of him. I will take time to talk to Brother Qin Chuan tonight, and whether I should continue working in this inn and how long I will work, I have to say it carefully.

I was worried about such a slutty guy, but who knew when he would sell himself and others?

The more I thought about it, the worse my view of Zhao Zitong became, and the worse my eyes became.

Xiao Ji was dragged to the lobby by Su Yourong with her collar, thinking about some excuses or some wrong tricks to deal with his sister Yourong. After seeing this scene, her favor for this boss was greatly reduced.

Bullying the elderly and the weak is not what heroes do.

At this time, the lobby was silent, with only the sound of Uncle Dong trying to wipe the tables and chairs, and the sound of Zhou Qinchuan still having time to continue copying books.

"Live, live, Uncle Dong, who said that if you sell your slaves, you will drive you away?"

Zhao Zitong was extremely embarrassed by Uncle Dong's trouble. She quickly stepped forward and grabbed the rag from the old man's hand, handed it back to a small piece, signaling him to continue, and then helped Uncle Dong sit down, and quickly explained without saying a word.

It would be impossible not to explain it. Except for the chef Dachang, the rest of the people were all here. If everyone misunderstood, the person's heart would be dissipated. Is the inn left to him still open if my father left him?

"Then...then, boy, are you..."

Uncle Dong asked tremblingly. In just a while, he looked much older, and it seemed that he was really sad.

"Uncle Dong, please sit down, listen to me."

Zhao Zitong sat down next to the old man:

"Removing your slavery is only the first step. Next, I will put all the deeds of this courtyard and the property and property of this inn to your old name.

From now on, you will be the owner of the inn, and I still expect you to always give me some food."

"Oh, this is not allowed."

When he knew he wouldn't drive him away, the old man's face was slow, but when he heard that he wanted to give him all these things, Uncle Dong couldn't sit still:

"Young Master, the houses and inns are all handed down from the ancestors of the Zhao family. What's wrong with it in my name? I can't bear it, so you'd better take it back."

So that's it. Zhou Qinchuan, who was watching coldly, roughly grasped Zhao Zitong's intention.

Thanks to the development of online information in later generations, he received a lot of teachings from it.

One hurdle that cannot be avoided about the history of the Ming Dynasty, especially the history of the late Ming Dynasty, is the Donglin Party.

The controversy between the Donglin Party has always been very large.

Positive comments say that they are loyal ministers for the country and the people, while negative comments say that they are clearly devastated by the Donglin Party.

Zhou Qinchuan had no intention of commenting on this, and he was fighting for his selves. However, there was a phenomenon in the late Ming Dynasty, which should be unquestionable.

That is, the scholars with fame and fame led by the Donglin Party all look noble and noble, but behind the scenes, the industry is huge and the family is rich, otherwise they will spend anything.

Among these industries, except for some land and real estate, which are in the name of scholars, they can be demonstrated in their reputation of farming and studying and passing on their families.

The other businesses that make money, such as restaurants, teahouses, clothing shops, and even brothels, and the larger ones include the sale of wine and green salt, and even businesses that collude with various imperial departments and local governments, are not directly related to scholars.

These industries, whether they are not necessarily seen, fall into the name of others. But if we follow the final analysis, they are the relatives and in-laws of these literati, and even loyal servants like Uncle Dong.

Sure enough, after Zhao Zitong explained clearly, it was almost the same as Zhou Qinchuan expected.

After dismissing the Dong Shu's slave family, he passed the house and inn together to the Dong Shu's name, just to pick Zhao Zitong clean himself.

Although Zhao Zitong was devoted to the imperial examinations in his early years, he was not pedantic.

In addition, I have visited many places and read a lot of miscellaneous books. In addition to not being very good at operating a business, my mind is still enough in other places.

Since some people say that he is engaged in a low-key career, Zhao Zitong naturally will not sit still and wait for death except for his qualifications to live.

This strategy of Li Dai Taozun's use of the trick to remove firewood from the pot was what he had come up with recently visiting friends and was inspired by someone.

If the inn was still the same as before, he wouldn't want to use it.

Don’t look at him and Uncle Dong’s stubborn words when he talked about the inn, he would swear to protect the inheritance passed down by his father to the death.

But he was clear-headed. As soon as the chef left, the inn would not last long, so it was inevitable that the door would be closed.
Chapter completed!