"Son, the housekeeper has prepared a table of food. Please ask your son-in-law to go downstairs and collect it, otherwise it will get cold soon." Father Jiang shouted outside the door.
"good."
Jiang Ming responded towards the door.
Sang Yu heard it, let go of Jiang Ming in his arms, got out of bed, and went downstairs to pick vegetables.
After putting it away, he didn't stay long and went straight back upstairs to find Jiang Ming, and hugged Jiang Ming to watch a movie.
The housekeeper worked from one to five in the afternoon before he finished cooking the ingredients given by Sang Yu. He was so tired that he kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.
He then went on to cook dinner, then washed the pots and sat on the large balcony in the kitchen to rest.
There are not only tables and chairs on the balcony, but also a row of roses and a small vegetable patch planted by Jiang's father and mother.
The housekeeper lives in Jiang Ming's house, in the innermost guest room on the first floor.
Because Jiang Ming's house had four rooms, Jiang's father and mother left a guest room for the housekeeper.
Other owners who have fewer people at home will also have a housekeeper live in their home.
Unless there are many people at home, they will let the housekeeper go home and go to work at the appointed time.
But there is one disadvantage of living at home, which is that you have to be on call at any time, no matter how late it is.
Jiang Ming's housekeeper doesn't have this worry.
Mr. and Mrs. Jiang usually go to bed at nine o'clock, and at the latest a little after ten o'clock, no later than eleven o'clock.
I don't get up until around nine in the morning.
So generally from nine o'clock in the evening to nine o'clock in the morning is the housekeeper's private time.
Father and Mother Jiang don't have much to do. Apart from preparing three meals a day, the housekeeper goes downstairs to buy groceries. The rest of the time is spent in the living room watching TV with Father and Mother Jiang, and occasionally going to the roof to dry the quilts.
"2305, tell us how much tips you got today so we can see for ourselves."
In the housekeeper group, someone asked the housekeeper gossipingly.
The housekeeper had just finished his meal, was drinking juice and resting in the evening breeze when he saw this message.
Before he could reply, the housekeeper who had previously given up being Jiang Ming's housekeeper said dismissively, "His master and his wife are ordinary people. How could they be willing to give a tip now that they suddenly have money? You guys are really dreaming."
When the others saw this, they all tried to hold back their laughter, "I think you're just jealous!"
"Hahaha, that's right. I gave up a hidden rich man to become a housekeeper for a family that spread rumors."
"I heard that your male master was taken away by the security team. Can it be true?"
"It's true. My employer told me."
"Hahaha, my employer said so too. This is really karma!"
The dismissive butler was so furious at being ridiculed like this that he almost exploded.
But he also regretted it. The employer he changed to was not a rich man. He bought the house by selling his son and sold it to a team of psychics.
The hostess had some money before, but after the apocalypse, she had nothing.
"2305, tell me! How much tip did you get?"
"Please share! We're really curious about how much people like that usually tip."
The butler pushed his glasses and said, "Not much."
"How much is not much? One thousand points?"
"Tsk, if I can give a thousand points, a hundred is about right." The butler sneered again.
The other housekeepers were speechless and didn't ask him why he kept jumping around.
The housekeeper said, "It's not even a thousand."
When the housekeeper saw this reply, he immediately laughed and said, "See! Not even a thousand."
"My employer and his wife gave me some cherries, and my employer's husband gave me some cooking fees, so it was only about 1.3 million."
The butler directly interrupted the complacent butler, Versailles track.
"Oh shit! How much? How much did you say?"
"Damn, over 1.3 million? Is that true?"
"How is that possible? That's more than 1.3 million, not 130 points. Do you believe his lies?" The butler shouted in disbelief.
The housekeeper knew that he didn't believe it, so he put the cherries he got on the table, took a photo and posted it in the group, and also took a screenshot of the processing fee that Sang Yu gave him.
Everyone was shocked when they saw the cherries and the screenshots. "Holy crap! Seven cherries, that's really 1.3 million!"
"Oh my god! You cook for them, and they pay you a processing fee?"
"If this were my employer, I would work for him for free until I die."
"My employer is the same. Damn, I'm so jealous!"
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The housekeeper who had been skeptical while cleaning was now slumped in the bathroom, "What...what did I do?"
"You'd leave such a good employer and come to this place to clean toilets every day?"
The housekeeper was the one who deliberately angered others. After sending the pictures and screenshots, he closed the panel and didn't care how shocked the people in the housekeeper group were.
Before long, all the owners in the owner group knew that the housekeeper had received more than 1.3 million in tips, and they all gasped.
From that day on, the owners in the Rose Community would greet Jiang's father and mother enthusiastically when they met them, which left them confused.
The housekeeper who facilitated all this kept his achievements to himself and remained silent as he calmly accompanied Mr. and Mrs. Jiang to the supermarket.
Father and Mother Jiang didn't know that no matter where they went in the future, there would be people greeting them with smiles, and they would sit on the sofa and watch movies after dinner.
Jiang Ming chatted with his parents, talking and laughing.
Sang Yuze sat next to Jiang Ming and peeled oranges for him.
Sang Yu originally wanted to take Jiang Ming back to the room after dark.
Now that Jiang Ming was chatting so happily with his parents, he gave up.
Jiang Ming didn't think too much about it. He opened the panel to look at the shopping software and bought clothes for his parents to wear back to school.
"Dad, how about this one?"
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