Chapter 303 Amei complains
Of course, building a road cannot be called an infrastructure maniac, but Feng Yongyong not only wants to renovate all the roads in the textile workshop, but also starts construction of another courtyard next to the small courtyard where they live.
Then he set aside an area not far from the small courtyard and prepared for large-scale construction.
Three constructions started at the same time. In this year, it can be regarded as a big project.
It is because he has people under his command that Feng Yong has the capital to become an infrastructure maniac.
Fortunately, these three construction sites are not too far away. In addition, whether in Nanzheng or here, I have built my house with bricks and tiles, so I have a team of skilled construction workers at my disposal.
So apart from building roads that require him to keep an eye on them, building houses does not require him to keep an eye on them all the time.
Otherwise, even cutting him in half wouldn’t be busy enough.
At noon that day, Feng Yong rushed from the road construction site to the house construction site. When he passed the big house of the textile workshop on the way, he saw several people standing at the door of the textile workshop, one of whom was Li Mu.
Judging from her appearance, she seemed to be preaching to the women in front of her.
This is not a strange thing. After all, Li Mu is now the chief manager of the textile workshop, and it is normal to preach to the people below.
Even in Feng Yong’s eyes, this is what a manager really looks like.
Unlike Guan Ji, as long as nothing happens in the textile workshop, she stays silent.
It is still uncertain whether Li Mu is qualified for this job.
I hope she won't let herself down.
So Feng Yong didn't want to interfere in the matter before him, but a figure behind Li Mu made him stop and watch.
Quietly, he got closer, yes, it was Amei.
How did this girl get involved with Li Mu?
Her face looked anxious and she was wringing her clothes with her hands. She wanted to open her mouth several times to say something, but she didn't. She didn't know whether it was because she didn't know how to speak or because she didn't dare to speak.
Li Mu's expression was serious, it could even be said to be stern.
The distance is not too close, and I can only vaguely hear something like "nothing, no need to report" and so on.
Amei looked around as if asking for help. Unexpectedly, she saw a familiar figure. Her eyes lit up and she was about to speak when she saw Feng Yong waving his hand and turning away.
Li Mu is now in her rookie stage, and it is the time to establish her authority. If Feng Yong intervenes at this time, it will not only make Li Mu unable to let go in the future, but also damage her prestige in front of her subordinates.
This was not Feng Yong’s original intention to let her be the steward.
No matter whether it is right or wrong, always let her do it first before talking about it.
Feng Yong believed that Li Mu had any bad intentions, so he took a step back and said that even if she had any evil intentions, Feng Yong wouldn't worry.
At least there will still be labor laws in later generations, so those vampire capitalists don't dare to be too presumptuous.
There are many employees with more personality who just pack up their things and fire the boss.
But here, the heart, spleen, liver, and lungs of the workers belong to themselves from the inside out. If someone really gets brave, the worst they can do is cut off a few heads, and then send the rest to the mine, where they are waiting. There's a mine under man's hands!
Whoever is tired of living a stable life, Feng Yongyong will not mind letting him go underground to see the scenery.
After seeing two other construction sites, Feng Yong returned to his small courtyard, took off his wicker helmet, and patted the dirt on his body.
Amei has come back and came to help Feng Yong wash his hands and face, and then brought lunch.
“Where is Sanniang?”
Seeing Guan Ji's absence, Feng Yong asked strangely.
Not to mention Zhao Guang and Wang Xun, Li Qiu and Huang Chong are also busy with their own affairs, so they rarely come over to have dinner together now.
"Ms. Guan said that she is not feeling well. She is resting in her room now. Let the Lord eat first."
"uncomfortable?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Yong immediately asked worriedly, "Are you sick?"
Guan Ji has been practicing martial arts all year round and has always been in good health. How could she suddenly become ill?
Amei's face turned slightly red, she shook her head and said, "I'm not sick, I just have a stomachache. I'll be fine in a few days."
How many days will it take?
Looking at Amei’s expression, Feng Yong suddenly understood.
I have never seen Guan Ji with this kind of problem before. Feng Yong thought it was because of her good physical fitness, but he didn't expect that she would also have this problem.
“Sanniang, it seems like this has never happened before, right?”
Feng Yong thought for a while and then asked Amei uncertainly.
Amei didn’t expect that her master would even ask about such a thing, and her face turned even redder.
"Before...Ms. Guan didn't seem to have...and for some reason, it became like this in the past two months."
When the master asks a question, Amei must answer it no matter how embarrassed it is.
Feng Tibi didn't look embarrassed at all. He thought about it and said to Amei, "Have you had **** soup?"
“Already drank.”
Feng Yong nodded and sighed with regret. It would be nice if there was brown sugar.
I was a little worried about Guan Ji, so I hurriedly took a few bites of rice. I wanted to go see Guan Ji, but looking at the sun, it was noon, which is the time when people are sleepiest in the day. Maybe Guan Ji was resting, so I had to press Lower your mood.
Let Amei put away the food, Feng Yong took a few steps back and forth, and was about to take a rest when he saw Amei coming back again.
“Don’t you want to eat?”
Feng Yong asked strangely.
As a servant, Amei always waits for Feng Yong to finish eating before eating.
Amei shook her head, as if she had something to say, but couldn't say it.
“If you have anything to say, just say it. After following me for so long, are you still afraid that I will eat you?”
Feng Yong hates Amei’s temperament the most. He is so soft and makes people angry at the sight of him.
Coupled with being worried about Guan Ji, I felt a little unhappy and my tone was not so good.
"It's...my lord. I have something I want to ask...my lord."
After holding it in for a long time, Amei finally plucked up the courage to speak when she saw Feng Yong impatiently turning around and leaving her alone.
"What's up?"
“Master, as long as the weavers in the textile workshop can weave cloth, can they be registered as household registration?”
“Why do you ask?”
Feng Yong asked strangely, "When did you become concerned about the workshop?"
In the past, he wanted her to take charge of the textile workshop, but unfortunately she was unsatisfactory and had a weak temper. Otherwise, Feng Yong would not have let Li Mu be the manager.
Unexpectedly, today he took the initiative to ask about the textile workshop.
Just seeing that she became squeaky again, Feng Yong had to explain impatiently, "It doesn't just mean weaving cloth, it also depends on whether we can weave enough cloth within the specified time."
“But, Mrs. Li won’t register people today…” Amei stuttered, “I’ve already woven enough cloth, but Mrs. Li still doesn’t agree.”
Feng Yong then remembered the scene he saw in the textile workshop.
“Is there such a thing?”
(End of this chapter)