Chapter 42 Demolition Professional
Nie Yao is good at making tea.
Made my wife laugh out loud.
"Hubby, hahaha...are you doing this on purpose?" Du Sui Lan had heard about tea art a long time ago, and now she saw her husband performing it in front of her with her own eyes.
Very interesting.
Du Suilan was very pleased and said, "I understand, husband."
He wiped the little tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes.
Touch your husband to comfort him.
And she promised him: "I'm sorry, husband, I made you suffer. I will definitely talk to my father and ask him to use a large sum of money to compensate you for the harm you have suffered, okay?"
That's not necessary.
Nie Yao had just received a huge sum of money that morning, and he felt embarrassed to ask for it again.
"No need, honey. My father-in-law gave me a red envelope this morning." His father-in-law's generosity revived Nie Yao's few remaining consciences, and he spoke well of him. "Those things are enough for me to expand my army by 400,000."
It costs a lot of money to expand the military.
It would cost a lot of money to expand by another 400,000.
But in Du Suilan's opinion, how could that little bit of stuff be enough to soothe her husband's hurt heart?
My father is so stingy, but my husband is satisfied with it.
Too frugal.
Du Suilan, who had never lacked money since he was three years old, felt pity for him instantly.
She got off him sideways and said, "Don't worry, husband. There's plenty of money at home. What Daddy gave you is just a drop in the ocean. It's nothing."
Daddy is so disrespectful that he only gives such a small amount of money to me after bullying my husband.
Du Suilan didn't want her husband to suffer in vain.
In order to prevent Nie Yao from refusing compensation, he also advised him: "Anyway, everything that belongs to Daddy will be ours in the future. Now I am just spending some of it in advance for you. Just take it with peace of mind."
"No need, wife." Really, "Father-in-law's money is yours. It has nothing to do with me. Don't say that."
They had just gotten married, but she was already trying her best to divide the family property for him.
My wife is definitely obsessed with love.
With a guy like this, my father-in-law must have a lot of headaches every day, right?
Nie Yao doesn't feel sorry for his father-in-law.
It's just that he really doesn't want to accept his father-in-law's wealth anymore.
Changing the red envelope is fine, but taking anything else is too much like a Phoenix Man. This is not a good word. Nie Yao didn't want to see his wife being deceived, so he habitually advised: "Wife, listen to me, there are many bad men in this world."
"Especially those who are just gigolos and still complain, you can't treat them with a nice face!"
Du Suilan had also heard of the term "living off a gigolo".
The meaning of the description is also very interesting.
He curled his hair and asked with a smile: "Don't you want to eat my soft rice, husband?"
Nie Yao: "I have a good appetite, and I can't get enough of soft rice."
He didn't want it, and Du Suilan didn't force him.
As long as her husband doesn't cheat, she is willing to satisfy most of his wishes.
"Okay then." Du Suilan reached into Nie Yao's clothes, and the words carried out by the warm air seemed to have hooks. "Then, how about this?"
He found a new way to compensate.
Nie Yao was very happy this time.
But it's getting dark, and my wife hasn't had time to eat yet. If I continue to work so hard, I'm afraid my body won't be able to bear it.
"Wait a minute, let's eat first."
Nie Yao helped his wife get up and asked someone outside to bring in breakfast and dinner.
The table was full.
Not only is the menu rich in variety, but it also contains a lot of good things for nourishing the body.
"Master, son-in-law, Captain Qian is here to ask for a meeting." Xiaodouzi reported from outside, asking whether he should put a lot of money in.
Nie Yao continued to pick up food for his wife.
After taking two bites of rice, he replied, "Let him in."
A lot of money is used to report work.
Leading the demolition team to build thatched houses for the imperial palace is a job that suits him perfectly!
Why would this take half a month?
In three days at most, he can make the palace look brand new!
Qian Duoduo spread out the sketch of the palace building drawn by the craftsman and said, "Sir, take a look."
He pointed to several places.
They said they had moved all the things from that place away and were busy building several thatched houses.
"Thatch is hard to find in winter." Qian Duoduo glanced at the new emperor. Seeing that he didn't react, he rubbed his hands and continued with a silly smile, "So I asked someone to find some leaves in the mountains to cover it."
And only a shallow layer was laid.
After it was completed, any gust of wind could blow the roof away.
In addition, the wood removed from the palace was also useful. They made a lot of money and were sold to the Ministry of Rites, which was in urgent need of building materials to build dormitories for poor students.
I made a little money from this transaction.
"Sir, this is your share." The money from this kind of waste recycling can be taken openly, but it needs to be split 50-50 with Nie Yao.
The Ministry of Rites did not dare to owe them money, so they paid the full amount after receiving the timber.
I had a lot of money this time, so I brought Nie Yao's share with me.
"Well..."
This rule was set by Nie Yao, and it wasn't the first time he had accepted this kind of money. In the past, he was quite satisfied when his subordinates showed some understanding, but now he was giving it to him in front of his wife.
Nie Yao felt a pang of pain in his heart.
It's kind of embarrassing to be caught hiding some private money by your wife.
He took the banknote and placed it in front of his wife, "Please keep it for me, honey."
A good man should learn to hand over his salary.
Nie Yao was disappointed that his small treasury had lost a small amount of money. Fearing that his wife would delve into the matter, he quickly reviewed the simple construction drawings, pointed out a few minor issues, and sent away a lot of money.
I turned around and saw my wife picking up the banknote.
"Wife, that... I..." Nie Yao went over to him nervously and explained, "This kind of thing doesn't happen often. Private...private money... that... I... uh..."
"My husband, are you going to hand over your salary?"
Du Sui Lan heard him say that some men would hand over their wages to their wives or husbands at home for management after marriage.
He used to disdain this.
But times are different now.
Now that he is married, he understands that this insignificant little change can actually bring happiness to people.
Du Sui Lan folded the banknotes and put them in an exquisite wooden box.
"Since my husband has handed over his salary, I should also give him some pocket money." Du Suilan held her chin with one hand and thought for a moment, "How about I give him one million taels every month?"
"Pfft, cough cough..."
Nie Yao almost spit out the fruit tea he had just drunk. Fortunately, he shut up in time and did not lose his composure in front of his wife. "Ahem...wife...no need...cough cough cough...I...cough cough...can't spend that much."
"You can't even spend a million taels of gold?" Du Suilan frowned. "Husband, you're too frugal."
Gold???
One million taels of gold as pocket money.
What a niche word!
Nie Yao had never heard of such a thing in his life.
"Wife, you don't have to give me so much, really!" Nie Yao felt ashamed of himself for feeling sorry for a mere 1,000 taels of silver. "One million taels, and it's gold! That's really too much! How could you give me so much?"
Pocket money must be given carefully!
Give him so much at once.
When a poor man suddenly becomes rich, he doesn’t know how to spend the money!
After all, he would never be able to buy sports cars, airplanes, cruise ships, etc. in his lifetime, and apart from purchasing military equipment, he really didn't know where else he could spend such a huge sum of money.
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