After Han You got off the carriage, he shook his head repeatedly, feeling very disappointed.
The house is very large, covering an area of thousands of square meters. The red courtyard wall is in dilapidated condition. It is said to be repaired, but in fact it is just repairing the outer walls and replacing new tiles for the buildings inside.
"This is too shabby."
Han You had never been here before, so he didn't know anything about it. It was even worse before. Another reason was that the servants of the Han family were missing arms or legs. How could such a big house be repaired in a few days?
After all, these servants are more diligent and thrifty, and they don't want to hire too many people, which will delay things.
Poguipo is quite habitable. The children who were rescued from Yahang live here. Tang Jing, Zhang Zhuo and Wang Shan come here when they have time. Several servants of the Han family have also been living here to take care of the children.
Nowadays, there are not enough children. Most of the people in the Han family are old bachelors. They recognize their relatives when they come over. One is adopted as a godson, and the other is adopted as a daughter. One of the children has eight fathers, three grandfathers and an ancestor. .
There were more than twenty children, all cubs. The oldest one was only as old as Zhou Yan. Seeing so many people coming, they couldn't help but become nervous. Their previous experiences had made them extremely afraid of all strangers.
A rather outstanding-looking older girl ran out and ran towards Han You with an excited look on her face.
Lu Baichuan subconsciously stood in front of Han You, but before he could put on B, Wang Hai shouldered his shoulder and replaced him.
The girl, who was in her 20s and 20s, was dressed in civilian clothes. She ran to Wang Hai and knelt down. When she knelt down, she kowtowed. Her eyes were blurred with tears and she kept saying "benefactor".
Guo Peng quickly ran over and helped the girl up: "Shao Yin, she is Tie Niu."
Han You suddenly realized that this girl was not rescued from the Yachang, but the daughter of Guo Peng's deceased father, who had been deceived by the Liu family into Beijing and then sold to a brothel in Bei City by the Yachang.
"It has nothing to do with me. Thank you Guo Peng."
Han You left a cold word and walked into the house like an old man with his hands behind his back, without even looking at Tie Niu.
Tie Niu burst into tears. Guo Peng explained: "Shao Yin was not like this in the past. He may be in a bad mood today."
Wang Hai imitated Han You and rolled his eyes.
He knew that this had nothing to do with Han You's mood. It was just that his eldest young master was unwilling to accept gratitude from others, and he didn't know why.
Not only did Han You ignore Tie Niu, but when the children were gathered together and told that they were now "free" all because of Han You, Master Han didn't even look at them and led Wang Hai around the dilapidated house. .
There are overgrown weeds outside the wall, and the inside of the house is dilapidated. The two moon doors have collapsed, and several main buildings are old and mottled, with spider webs all over them.
Han You hugged Yahuazi. If this place were left in future generations, it could be used as a haunted house for live broadcast adventures. With long legs, the gift would definitely be a hit.
"How many days have you been practicing this? Why do you look like a bear?"
Han You called out, and a servant of the Han family ran over, also speechless.
There is no repair, and it has been abandoned for many years. Usually it is due to natural or man-made disasters. The refugees come here to temporarily shelter from the wind and rain for a few days. After the refugees leave, there will definitely be nothing left, and the walls have to be dug down.
In fact, Han You took it too much for granted. No one knew why he bought this shabby place. He casually said "fix it" and he didn't know what it would be like.
"Push it."
Han You looked really upset and waved to the five craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry: "Come here, I will assign the tasks to you."
Five craftsmen who looked like farmers came over and stood in a row, a little reserved.
Generally, government agencies are divided into officials and staff, and they are all organized. Only the Ministry of Industry has many "craftsmen".
These craftsmen are not organized, and in layman's terms they are temporary workers. It can be said responsibly that they really take the blame.
Most of these craftsmen have skills passed down from their ancestors, passed down from father to son, and from son to grandson. They are all responsible for "civil engineering".
They are all common people, but they are registered in the Ministry of Industry. The iron rice bowl is real, but the rice bowl is not big. Let alone officials, they are not even officials. They rely on their crafts to make a living. If they are not full, they will not starve to death.
When there is work, they do it, and when there is a pot, they really carry it.
In fact, the Ministry of Industry does not have many manpower. In addition to officials, there are only about a hundred craftsmen registered in the Ministry of Industry. Officials receive credit.
In the Ministry of Industry, those who truly count as talents are the craftsmen with the highest technical content, but the ones with the lowest remuneration are also these craftsmen, who are like stepmothers.
The five craftsmen are all old men, rough men, the youngest is over thirty and the oldest is over fifty. The leader's name is quite arrogant, Ji Ying, he is only thirty-five, but looks like fifty-three.
"Who is that?" Han You looked at Ji Ying: "What do you call a chicken?"
"The villain Ji Ying."
"Master Ji, right?"
"No, don't call the villain like that. Other craftsmen call the villain Jiutong."
Ji Ying bent down and nodded, smiling along with him. He was so humble that he didn't know where to put his big rough hands.
"What does Jiutong mean? You are playing mahjong."
"In my family, I like to drink a few sips of turbid wine in my free time. I put it in a bamboo tube. Over time, my brothers started calling the villain Jiutong. It was also to make fun of the villain because it sounded like a wine barrel."
"I see."
Han You didn't take it seriously. He looked back for a while and then jumped onto the broken screen wall: "Go to the city and hire some people. Let me ask you, if the main hall behind me is bulldozed, how many days will it take?"
Ji Ying looked at the dilapidated main hall and explained with his fingers: "The pillars must be knocked down first. I don't know if the beams and purlins are still stable. If they are stable, it will take ten days. This room is connected to the back wall. It is also a bucket-through style, which takes at least two days of work. The trouble is that the bracket has been soaked in the rain and is in disrepair. It has to be pried bit by bit from the outside, at least seven or eight..."
Han You took out a hundred-guan banknote from his arms and interrupted impatiently: "I don't understand what you're saying, and I don't want to understand. I'm just asking you how many days it will take to remove it."
Ji Ying looked at the banknote in Han You's hand, confused: "Give us the money back?"
"Nonsense, I'll give you some. It will cost you some to hire someone."
Ji Ying swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Then if we don't hire anyone, just give it to us craftsmen, and we will do the job, okay?"
Han You was slightly unhappy. He hated this kind of people the most. In order to make money or save money, he would do it himself. In the end, what he ended up wasting was his employer's time.
Before Young Master Han could start scolding, Ji Ying said cautiously: "If you are willing to spend some money, it will be soon."
"How fast?"
Ji Ying started to lower his head and clinch his fingers again, "Chuandou wants a..."
Han You scolded: "No wonder the Ministry of Industry is so slow in doing everything. Just tell me how long it will take. Don't waste my time."
Just then Ji Ying took out two fingers and shook them at Han You.
"What do you mean, you still want to compare your life."
Ji Ying laughed innocently, took the iron drill directly from the shoulder of the craftsman beside him, and carried it into the main hall.
Han You and Wang Hai looked at each other.
Several crisp knocking sounds came from the main hall, and Han You understood that this old man who was not an old man was doing something serious, and he had to conduct an on-site inspection to give a specific time.
Ji Ying came out, walked around outside and slapped the wall a few more times, then walked to the back and heard several knocking sounds.
After knocking for more than 20 times in succession, Han You's head hurt due to the noise, and Ji Ying came back.
Han You asked angrily: "How many days will it take?"
Ji Ying raised two fingers again.
Han You: "Two days."
"Two sticks of incense."
"You are so stupid..."
Before he finished speaking, a shocking scene appeared. Cracks appeared in the wall of the main hall, and the cracks became longer and longer.
Han You opened his mouth wide, and the hundred silver notes fell to the ground quietly.
With a "boom", the huge main hall collapsed.
Smoke and dust flew everywhere, and in the blink of an eye the five-meter-high main hall was reduced to ruins.
The fluttering silver note on the ground had reached Ji Ying's sleeve at some point.
Ji Ying, who was carrying the iron drill, still looked honest and honest.
Han You suddenly turned around, with a look of admiration on his face: "How dare you ask Brother Jiutong who is so sacred?"
Ji Ying laughed naively: "The villain's ancestor is Gongshuzi."
Wang Hai on the side took a breath of cold air, with a look of shock on his face: "What does Gongshuzi do?"
