When they heard about the reward, the three of them were flattered and hurried to stand in a row in front of Shu Qingyao.
Shu Qingyao's eyes wandered back and forth on the three of them.
That Diao Mammy has narrow eyes, narrow eyebrows, high cheekbones, and thin lips. You can tell at a glance that she is not someone to get along with.
As for the other Ni Miaoer, her appearance is indeed good, and her black hair is as black as a cloud, which is very eye-catching. However, there was frivolity and arrogance in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he didn't know why he was willing to come to her as an errand.
His eyes rested on the girl on the far right. She was quiet, with a low eyebrow and a pleasant look. She was not very old, but the calluses were visible on her intertwined hands. She was a real worker.
"May I have your name?"
"Miss, my name is Ye Fen." The clear and light voice was like a gust of wind on a summer night.
Shu Qing nodded gracefully, took off the silver bag and poured out all the silver inside.
He fiddled with his fingers carelessly: "I just heard from Miss Miao'er that the second young master likes your black hair the most. If you look closely, it's really pleasing to the eye and I like it very much. You can comb it like this in the future." He grabbed half of it and motioned to her. To pick.
Ni Miao'er was flattered and hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully praised it with both hands: "Thank you, Miss!" Then she lowered her head and looked at the silver.
Heavy, nothing makes people feel more at ease than this.
Aunt Diao on the side was overjoyed.
If someone who has served the second young master can get so much, then in her position, I am afraid that the rest can be rounded off.
As soon as the thought came to my mind, I heard Shu Qingyao's gentle and gentle voice: "Ye Fen, come here."
Leaf Fennel stepped forward politely.
Shu Qingyao wiped the other half of the silver from the table, took her hand and stuffed it inside.
Ye Fen was startled and immediately wanted to kneel down.
"Miss, this is too much! This slave is just a third-class maid..."
"Only third class?" Shu Qingyao frowned, "Since you are working here from now on, let's upgrade to second class."
Ye Fen's eyes widened.
"Are you stupid? Why don't you thank me quickly, Miss?" Wu Ling reminded.
"Thank you, Miss!" Ye Hui held the silver in both hands and stepped back carefully.
Aunt Diao stretched her neck in anticipation.
Seeing Shu Qing straightening her sleeves and straightening her lapel, she thought she was going to get more money from her sleeves and arms. Unexpectedly, after she finished sculpting her appearance, she breathed a sigh of relief lazily, clenched her hands into fists, lightly tapped her shoulders, and said, "Go and prepare some water, I'm too tired today."
"Miss?" Mammy Diao couldn't help it, "Where's the reward for this old slave?"
Shu Qingyao said "Oh" as if she had just woken up from a dream, and picked up the empty money bag with two fingers. The meaning was obvious:
Gone.
Aunt Diao's face instantly turned red and she said angrily: "Miss, I'm afraid I'm used to living at home, but I have my wife taking care of me, so I don't know the rules. This slave has served the old lady for more than thirty years, and she deserves it most." Rewarded!"
After a pause, he added: "The old slave is serving the old lady, and the reward every time is at least a few taels." The implication is that Shu Qingyao is asked to give her a big one quickly.
Shu Qingyao didn't take this trick and smiled: "I don't know the other rules. I only know that you are a member of my yard now and you have to listen to me in everything. If you can't stay, I will tell the boss for you. That’s what Madam replied.”
Aunt Diao frowned, her mind racing rapidly.
Some time ago, when she saw a new blood swallow coming into the house, she felt itchy and stole a few. Later she found out that the blood swallow was intended to be given as a gift by the uncle. The uncle lost his temper over this, settled old and new scores together, and investigated her old bad debts. She cried and cried, begged and begged, but at least she was not kicked out of the house.
At this juncture, she must not pass the handle to Wei Zheng.
He rolled his eyes and his aura weakened by two points: "Miss, why should I scare this old slave? I just want to be fair and have no other intentions..."
