"You are such a greedy kid," Meiya couldn't help but laugh, and passed the millet and red date porridge in front of her to Zhong Mingwei. She said, "Drink two sips quickly, don't choke."
"My Lord, Madam." Pang Yi came in, lifting the curtain. "All the candidates have arrived. They are waiting in the front yard. We are just waiting for my Lord and Madam to review them."
"Got it," Zhong Mingwei nodded and put down his bowl. While taking the handkerchief from Mei Ya to wipe her mouth, he said to Pang Yi slowly, "Let them stand in the yard for a while."
"It's so cold. You don't let people come into the house to keep warm. You even make them stand outside. Who are you?" Mei Ya disagreed with Zhong Mingwei's attitude.
"Yes. That's what I mean." Pang Yi agreed. He smiled and said to Zhong Mingwei, "Then I'll have another drink with the princess. Will I go over later?"
"Okay, you can leave first." Zhong Mingwei nodded.
"Yes. I'll take my leave." Pang Yi then retreated again.
"How can you men be so vicious?" Mei Ya couldn't help but stare at Zhong Mingwei, "Why do you let me stand outside for no reason? It's snowing! It's freezing! And you and Pang Yi are both heartless!"
"Girl, you are wrongly accusing me." Zhong Mingwei explained to Mei Ya with a smile, "Why do we recruit soldiers? They are here to protect us and our homes. Of course, we have to pick strong and healthy people. If someone can't even stand in the snow for a cup of tea, what are we raising him for? To feed him for free? I don't think you are a generous person."
"You...anyway, whatever you say is reasonable." Mei Ya knew that Zhong Mingwei was right, but she was still stubborn. While taking a sip of tea, she said to Zhong Mingwei with a sad face, "If you didn't mention this, I wouldn't have remembered that we have to support a hundred people in the future, and we have to pay them monthly salaries! This...I'm afraid it will cost at least a few hundred taels a year, right?"
"Look at what you have accomplished," Zhong Mingwei couldn't help laughing when he saw her like this. He stretched out his hand and pinched her round nose, and said with a smile, "We will indeed have to spend a few hundred taels of silver every year in the future, but don't we have an extra thousand acres of land? And seven hundred food fiefs? And, as a first-rank prince, there is also..." At this point, Zhong Mingwei spread out his five fingers and gently shook them in front of Mei Ya, "so many salaries."
"Fifty...fifty taels?" Mei Ya said with her eyes wide open.
"Look at what you have accomplished." Zhong Mingwei showed undisguised disdain on his face.
"Five hundred taels?!" Mei Ya felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
Zhong Mingwei sighed softly without saying anything. He just leaned his head and looked at Mei Ya with the eyes of a mentally retarded child.
"Five thousand taels?" Mei Ya opened and closed her mouth for a long time before finally making a sound. As soon as she saw Zhong Mingwei nodded, Mei Ya jumped up from the chair, grabbed Zhong Mingwei's shoulders with both hands, and shook him excitedly, "Zhong Mingwei! We can eat Zhenweizhai whenever we want in the future!"
Zhong Mingwei: “…”
"I can eat as many bowls of Zhenweizhai's Eight Treasure Sweet Yogurt as I want!" Mei Ya was still immersed in the ecstasy brought by her sudden wealth.
Zhong Mingzheng looked at Mei Ya silently: "In fact, if you want, we can buy Zhenweizhai and ask their chef to make you eight-treasure sweet cheese three times a day. It is not impossible."
"That's not necessary," Meiya said hurriedly, shaking her head like a rattle, "You can't read books unless you borrow them, and the chefs in other people's homes are always better. If we keep them in our own home, they won't be so rare."
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