Tonight, it's not just the Guo family counting money.
The same applies to the other villagers.
Spread the blankets on the haystack, then cover yourself with another blanket, and hide the extra blankets.
The weather isn't cold now, one bed is enough.
The other quilts will be saved for our son and grandson to use when they grow up.
They planned to use the same quilt for three generations, so that even after they passed away, the quilt would still be there.
The family sat on the quilt, took out all the copper coins, counted them over and over, afraid that the number would not match.
As for Guo Dajiao saying that her son-in-law is a monster.
Ha, who the hell believes that?
The monthly wage that the monster in that household pays is equivalent to a year's income.
Whose monster assigns tasks like it's a game?
Whose monster is this, feeding them rice and cured meat every day?
Even if it's a monster, it's a good monster.
He counted the coins several times before finally hiding them under the rice jar.
Lying in my warm bed, I would glance at it every now and then.
Let's see if it's hidden well enough and someone finds it.
The wind blew into the room through the cracks, but they didn't feel cold; instead, they felt warmer and warmer as they slept.
As expected, the son-in-law is very generous. The new quilt he gave us was not only warm but also thick, and the fabric was sturdy.
The wind blows on the blanket, but not a bit gets in.
It's warm and cozy, and feels wonderful.
I need to get to work early tomorrow.
Although the son-in-law said that he would not start working until seven o'clock.
But the villagers weren't used to it; by then the sun was already high in the sky.
Only the laziest man in the village would get up and do something at that time.
They're not lazy; they want to earn the wages their son-in-law pays.
He usually goes to work before dawn.
The son-in-law gave too much today, so I'll go at four in the morning.
Li Chang'an was half asleep tonight when he suddenly felt the urge to urinate. He opened the door to go and take care of it.
He squinted and staggered a few steps.
Suddenly I felt something was wrong.
Looking back, all I saw was a lush green expanse, with dozens of eyes gleaming.
"Holy shit!"
Li Chang'an was so startled that he almost couldn't hold his pee.
By the moonlight, one could see the villagers working furtively.
He glanced at the large clock and rubbed his eyes.
No, are you guys crazy?
It's 3 a.m., and you guys are already out working?
Are you guys out of your minds?
Li Chang'an couldn't hold back and started cursing with his hands on his hips.
"Aren't you going to sleep? What are you doing up here? Didn't you get enough work done during the day?"
"Son-in-law, we can't sleep, we're thinking of doing more work."
"That's right, the sooner we finish, the sooner the son-in-law will save a day's wages."
Li Chang'an was so angry at those words that he laughed: "Do I need your pittances? Go back to sleep, all of you."
"Son-in-law, please let us do it, I beg you."
"Yes, son-in-law, go to sleep. Don't overwork yourself. Get some rest. We'll take care of these tasks ourselves."
Li Chang'an tried to persuade them for a long time, but no one moved. Instead, they worked even harder, each putting in their best effort and carrying the yellow mud with great speed.
He was about to say something more when Xiong Er said, "Young master, you should go back and rest. You've worked hard these past few days."
I, Li Chang'an, a capitalist, spend my days sleeping and eating, with several maids taking turns massaging my legs and shoulders.
The most tiring job is eating and serving food.
And you bunch of wage earners, working yourselves to death every day, and then worry that I'm working too hard?
Listen to yourselves, is what you're saying even human language?
Looking at this group of hardworking workers, he felt that he might still not be quite suited to this society.
Who works this hard?
Not only do they not slack off, but they also work overtime to save the boss money.
If future capitalists saw this, they'd laugh their heads off.
Li Chang'an sighed, feeling that his actions as a capitalist were somewhat unscientific.
It might not be that we're unscientific, but rather that the people in this world are unscientific.
It's too fantastical.
Just when Li Chang'an was feeling troubled by the villagers' excessive diligence.
In a secret room of the Prince's mansion, Meng He knelt on one knee and reported to the Princess Consort what had happened that day while he was following behind Li Chang'an.
"Mr. Li lives in the mountains with more than 20 other displaced people."
He was already married, and his wife was also a refugee.
Their clothes and appearance suggested they weren't wealthy, or even that they were poor.
The village was full of ragged villagers, all of them skin and bones from hunger.
They're unlikely to be some reclusive sect; they're probably just a group of refugees.
The princess gave a soft "hmm," closed her eyes, and gestured for him to continue.
"As instructed, I kept watch for a day and discovered that Mr. Li may indeed be no ordinary person."
"How so?"
“Before, from a distance, I couldn’t see anything, but the next day, my subordinate saw that Mr. Li’s hands were emitting golden light, and every time the golden light emanated, something would appear out of thin air.”
The most outrageous thing was that Mr. Li conjured up something resembling a tower, over three meters tall, taller than a city wall.
Meng He took a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it over.
The shape of a large clock was drawn on the paper with charcoal.
The princess couldn't understand what it was either; it looked like a tower.
Meng He continued, "However, according to my observation, those iron pestles on top can rotate, completing a full rotation every half hour."
It should be a timekeeping device, but I don't know why it's made so big.
Ancient people also used water clocks and other objects to record time, but none of them were as large as a systematic clock.
The princess found it hard to understand why something three meters tall was only used to record time.
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