Don't panic, the family boss is busy farming

Chapter 472 Zhong Da, Are You All Right?
Sima Yi took out the key to unlock the door, pushed open the door, and a small courtyard appeared in front of everyone.

The courtyard is not big, only a stone table can be placed and a few potted flowers can be planted.

There are no flowers in the flower pots, but green shallots grow.

Sima Yi was dumbfounded, looking back and forth between his son and Xiao Cong, as if he was thinking about when his son, who didn't work hard and couldn't distinguish grains, started growing vegetables.

The small courtyard is unpretentious. Sima Yi and his party of 12 parked their carriages and horses outside, and it feels cramped just by walking in.

The guards could only put down the luggage first, and then retreated to the door, trying to free up the space as much as possible.

"Father, please." Sima Yi smiled at the old father, and said while leading people in:

"This is the courtyard. I drink tea here when I have nothing to do on weekdays. The left side of the small courtyard is the bathroom, and I wash up here."

"The kitchen is on the right side of the small courtyard, but I eat in the canteen of my unit, and I haven't turned on the fire. If my father is not used to eating the food in the canteen, I will go back and invite a cook over."

Not long after Xu Jiajun's base camp was transferred to Zhuo County, everything was not as convenient as in Yuyang, especially the housing. Due to the influx of a large number of people, these cement houses that had just been repaired had to be drawn by lottery.

Many of the Xu family's military personnel could only live in wooden houses, some of which were much smaller than his yard.

Fortunately, he saved a lot of money when he was in Yuyang, so that he could afford such a comfortable small building when he arrived in Zhuo County.

Pass through the small courtyard and come to the real house.

There are three rooms on the first floor, the middle is for guests, the left and right are the guest rooms, and the other is the warehouse.

From the perspective of modern people, such a room size is relatively comfortable.

It's just that Sima Fang, whose family land is calculated in mu, looked at this small room, and suddenly felt an indescribable sadness.

He thought his son was doing well in the Xu family army, but he didn't expect that he didn't even have a servant to serve him.

Unavoidably hurting his son's self-esteem, the old father didn't say anything, and silently looked at the simple wooden furniture on the first floor.

Then I went to look at the only extravagant glazed window, which was wide and bright, different from the colorful colored glaze exposed on the second floor, it was completely transparent, from the room, through the window, you could see every plant and tree in the yard. Be clear.

Moreover, it is very windproof, staying in the room is much warmer than outside, and no wind leaks in at all.

Sima Yi turned on the stove in the living room, went to the kitchen and brought a dustpan of coal, and started the coal stove in the living room unskillfully.

Immediately, the slightly deserted living room became warmer. There was a smoke pipe made of iron on the stove, and the smoke pipe went straight to the outside of the house without choking.

Sima Yi had never lived in this house, he usually slept in the dormitory, and the stove in the living room was the first time to light a fire.

Sima Fang went through the two rooms on the first floor, walked into the living room, and stared at the stove for a while.

Sima Yi tentatively said: "It's not long since I got this house, and my son hasn't lived there much. During the time in Zhuo County, my father will live here."

"The house is not big, but you will know it when you live in it. It is more comfortable than the house in our hometown."

As he spoke, he led the old father upstairs, and everyone came to the second floor.

There are also three rooms on the second floor, each of which has a small balcony extending out. The balcony is half-closed, and there is a wall between the rooms. You can only open the door from the bedroom to the balcony.

The floors were planks, but well made so they wouldn't creak when stepped on.

The floor was covered with a thick carpet—at first Sima Yi just thought this kind of wool blanket was beautiful, so he bought it on impulse and took it home.

But now, seeing the old father showing a little smile on the carpet, Sima Yi suddenly felt that it was not so bad.

"The three rooms upstairs are similar. There is also a bathroom in the corner of the corridor with a toilet, so you don't have to go downstairs at night."

"Father, which one do you think you want to live in?" Sima Yi asked.

The cement room has a good thermal insulation effect. Although the room is not big, you can't feel the wind at all. Sima Yi nodded secretly in his heart.

"Just this one." He pointed to the house in the middle, and as he answered, he walked into the room and came to the small door leading to the balcony.

The door opened. Standing on the second floor, overlooking the nearby streets and residential buildings, he took a deep breath and felt comfortable.

No wonder His Majesty likes to live in high places. Sure enough, people standing on high places feel different.

Seeing that his father did not show any dissatisfaction, Sima Yi breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"There is a charcoal basin in the kitchen downstairs. There is no limit to charcoal in the city. You can just buy it after you use it up. However, there is a limit on coal. It will be sold in the city on the first and fifteenth day of each month. I have already bought it on the first day of the new year. No. 15 in a few days, remember to ask the servants to buy it."

"Without coal, it is inconvenient to boil water and cook in the house."

"Going out of our street is the West City Gate. There is a public bathroom over there. If you want to take a bath, you can go there."

"By the way, be careful when using fire at night. The wind bucket cannot be turned off. The smell of coal is too strong and you will be poisoned."

Sima Yi explained a lot of worries, at first Sima Fang listened patiently, but when he got to the back, he directly raised his hand to signal Sima Yi to shut up.

"From what you mean, you don't plan to live in this house?" Sima Fang frowned displeased.

Sima Yi smiled wryly, and looked at the guards and attendants downstairs, "The letter said that it is enough for you to bring a few guards. Look here. There are only so many rooms, and it is enough to sleep on the floor. I will sleep in the dormitory." , and give them a room."

Sima Fang's brows frowned even deeper, "It's okay for the servants to sleep in the hallway, but you, a master, still have to give them a room? Zhongda, are you alright?"

Are you all right? Sima Fang wanted to ask this question a long time ago. When Sima Yi just entered the door, he said thank you to his followers!
"Father, don't say these words here."

Sima Yi glanced downstairs cautiously. Fortunately, his side was quiet enough. No one passed by downstairs. No one should have heard what his father said just now.

Sima Yi closed the balcony door and pulled his father back to the room. The father and son sat on the chairs. He felt that he had to explain to his father the rules of the Xu Family Army.

In case he is not careful, he will be reported.

"Father, in the territory of the Xu family army, anyone who wants to employ someone must sign an employment contract."

"Contract?" Sima Fang was puzzled.

"It's a contract, but it's not the same as our previous contract." Sima Yi explained:

"You can't insult or beat the hired servants. You must respect their labor and pay the corresponding wages. You are a foreigner. The rules for foreigner Xu Jiajun are not so strict, but it is not acceptable to let servants sleep in the corridor."

"My son is now an official in the Xu family army, so he must lead by example."

(End of this chapter)