He was quite good at judging people by their status. He put these account books aside, took out the account books brought down from the boat, compared them, and picked out seven problematic families. He planned to send the managers of these seven families directly to the island to open up wasteland for him. These seven families were the most obvious. The saying "a new emperor appoints new ministers" was true. No one dared to be presumptuous in front of his father, but he dared to confront him directly. It was really a bad habit.
He thought about it and decided that these seven families were the most prominent. In that case, he would just shoot the one that stuck out first. He called Jian Shu and asked him to arrange for the people from these seven families. You know, there are many people who want to replace these shopkeepers, and no one wants to be replaced, even if they rely on their seniority.
"Jianshu, have the shopkeepers of these seven shops pack up. I'll send them directly to Sunny Sky Island in a few days. If they have any objections, just place these two account books in front of them and let them examine them carefully. Also, have them fill in any gaps. Otherwise, I'll implicate their children who are working elsewhere. They know what to do."
These people just look down on him because he is the "adopted son" of the Yu family and is managing these shops. But it doesn't matter. He is the first one to stick his head out, and the rest will just retract their claws.
Jian Shu took the account book and left immediately. He had to deal with these shopkeepers quickly, otherwise, with Yu Xiuming's current temper, he was worried that his master would sink these people directly into the sea. Yu Xiuming finally finished his work and came to the yard. Seeing that the lights next door had gone out, he knew that everyone should have rested. In fact, they did not sleep very well on the boat.
So Yu Xiuming didn't want to do anything else. He went straight back to the bathroom in his room, took a shower, and fell asleep.
Early the next morning.
Wang Shiyu went to bed early and got up even earlier. She went straight to their small warehouse and searched for a long time among the wooden boxes of dowry she had prepared before she found the cement formula she had prepared. In fact, she knew how to make glass. This place was close to the sea, and although there were not as many fools as in the desert, there were still quite a few. Moreover, she didn't know much about the method of making glass. It was just written in the book, so she just copied it directly. Looking at the simplified cement formula in her hand, she finally gave up on the glass.
In fact, this time she wanted to go next door and tell him about her situation. After all, she had used her own space before. Like a goose passing by, it leaves traces. She was afraid that she could not resist the imperial power by herself. The reason she wanted to talk to Yu Xiuming was that she needed Yu Xiuming's manpower to help monitor the news from Jinling City.
She has not developed her own power at all over the years. Even if she wants to develop it under the watchful eyes of others, she probably can't avoid them, so she can only give up this idea. It is easy for others to train death squads, but Wang Shiyu has no martial arts secrets at all, so how can she train them?
According to the time, the Wang family should have entered Jinling City now. As for what Wang Shiyu said to Zhou Qingyun, she herself was not clear, but she knew that he would definitely not say anything good. As for how much truth there was in it, it depended on what the old man said. Ye Dad saw how much Zhou Qingyun believed it. After all, Zhou Qingyun had once been a member of his fleeing team, and he was probably also somewhat guessing about his own special place.
When she got up in the morning, she set up her embroidery stand and prepared the things she needed. Then, seeing that it was already bright outside, she put down the silk thread she was splitting. Then she got up and went to the yard. Seeing her mother sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground in the yard, she did not go forward to help.
"Mom, I'm going to find Zichuan. I have something to tell him. Don't clean up the fallen leaves on the ground yet. You should take care of your hands. I'll find someone to clean it up later. Go back to your room and rest for a while. I asked someone to clean it up yesterday, and they should be here soon."
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