Shipin Dalizheng

The only thing in this world that cannot be tested is human nature.

"Chuncao, if you feel sorry for Li Shiwa, you can find another way to help him, such as letting him do some work within his ability. As for adoption, it's not appropriate to mention it for now."

Chuncao also felt warm in her heart for a moment. Now think about it, the young master is not the real Master Rong, and it is unknown how long he can stay in the Northern Dynasty. When he has to leave, what will happen to Li Shiwa?

"I didn't think it through."

She walked out and called Li Shiwa over. "Shiwazi, I just told the young master that the compound needs a horse keeper. Would you like to come and work? Just like Daya, you will have three meals a day, new clothes for winter and summer, and a hundred coins a month."

Li Shiwa was overjoyed, "Sister Chuncao, is this true?"

"Of course! Find an empty room, bring your bedding over, and stay in the compound tonight."

Li Shiwa's face flushed with excitement, and he spoke incoherently, "I, I'll go right away."

He turned and ran out, and San Ya chased after him, "Brother Shiwa, I'll help you."

When Chuncao turned around, she saw Rong Qi with a look of astonishment on his face, holding a bundle of grass in his arms, as if he was about to feed the horses.

He said, "Chuncao, Li Shiwa is here to feed the horses, what should I do?"

During the time he was injured, he had accepted driving the cart and feeding the horses, which seemed to have become his job.

Chuncao said, "I heard from Ergou that you guys are leaving, so find someone to replace you!"

It felt like a knife stabbing into my heart, so cold and icy. Rong Qi's mouth twitched, and without saying anything else, he limped to the stable.

Rong An was nearing the end of registering the villagers' specialties, with only a few remaining. He didn't even raise his head, just listened to the people talking across from him while he wrote quickly.

"I'm Rong San, 32 years old this year. I'm very strong and have practiced martial arts for over 20 years. I can guard the house and yard. Ten or eight villagers can't get close to me."

"I am Rong Si and Rong Wu..."

"We are both twenty-five years old and good at..."

Rong Si thought for a moment, "Hunting, robbing, and guarding. Besides these, Rong Wu can also do carpentry."

Rong Qi approached with the help of a crutch, "I'm good at light work and tracking."

Rong An put down his pen and looked at them in astonishment. Aren't they the young master's personal guards? What was going on?

Rong San is tall and strong, and he said that he has kung fu and can guard the house. Rong Si looks dull and honest, and he said that he is good at killing and robbing as soon as he opened his mouth, which is too incongruous.

And Rong Qi, who has a limp, insists that he is good at light work and tracking. Is that appropriate?

Rong San picked up the notebook and took a look. Seeing that everything was written, he nodded and said, "I'll give it to you, Master."

"Wait a minute, I'll go with you." Rong An stood up and went to the back room of the main hall with Rong San.

At this time, the paper in Rong Tang's hand was already two fingers thick. He took the book that Rong San handed over, flipped through it from front to back, and pointed out a few names: Rong Dashan, Rong Dazhu, and Wang Youcai.

Rong San noticed that the people he selected were all skilled in carpentry, and reminded them, "Sir, Rong Wu is also skilled in carpentry, and he's quite good at it."

Rong Tang hummed, and said nothing more. He only said to Rong An, "You stay with the others. The others who are fine can go first."

Rong An responded and went out to announce the matter. Those whose names were called were of course happy, while those who were not called were inevitably disappointed.

"Anzi, didn't the master say he would assign some work? When will the work start?"

Rong An said, "Everything hasn't started yet, everyone go home and wait. As for the shareholding, what are your thoughts? If anyone wants to invest, give it to me and I'll keep a record."

Patriarch Li came over and said, "Anzi, we don't have many households in the Li family. Can you help us ask around and see if we can join forces and invest a share? We can figure out the profits and losses ourselves."

Rong An said immediately, "Of course you can. Whether or not you want to invest is entirely voluntary. There's no compulsion. Don't feel pressured."

Many of the villagers present breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this. They feared being forced to buy shares, something they couldn't resist. They still had many concerns about a business where they couldn't be sure whether it would make a profit or a loss.

After hearing what Patriarch Li said, Patriarch Wang suddenly realized something. At the beginning, he also tried his best to persuade his clansmen to invest some money to get closer to Master Rong, but not every family was willing to contribute money.

Firstly, they really don’t have much money, and secondly, they are afraid of losing money.

"In that case, our Wang family should do the same!"

The patriarchs of the two families handed the collected silver to Rong An. Rong An made a note of the money and continued to persuade the villagers to return home and not stay in the compound all the time and disturb the young master.

Before long, most of the villagers left, and only a few masters of the Rong clan remained.

The Third Master also tried to persuade them for a long time, but with little success. Apart from the three old guys, the only younger generation members willing to invest were Rong Dahai and the village chief Rong Dajiang. They discussed it and went to Rong An to record the accounts.

After everyone left, Rong San and his friends surrounded Rong An again.

Rong An looked at this and that, "Brothers, what are you doing now?"

Several people silently took out the small change hidden in their clothes, and Rong San said, "We will also invest."

Rong An's mouth twitched even more violently.

This account book finally appeared in Rong Tang's hands. He didn't say anything, just said: "Rong An, you will be my accountant from now on. All the money will be withdrawn from Chuncao. Ergou, gather everyone here for a meeting."

At this meeting, it was decided that Rong An would be the accountant, Chuncao would be the cash manager, Li Shiwa would take care of the horses, Rong Daya would do the cleaning and miscellaneous chores, Dahu's wife would be responsible for kitchen work, and Gui Ergou would run errands and take orders.

Rong San and the others did not mention it.

Rong San lost his temper and said, "Sir, we are still responsible for the security of the compound, right?"

Rong Tang was silent for a moment. "You guys should pack up and return to your original master to report. As for the money you invested, it will still be counted. If there is any profit, someone will be sent to deliver it to you."

Rong San was anxious. "Sir, what are you talking about? We...we can't go back...To be honest, we have already exposed ourselves in front of outsiders. We can't go back anymore. If you don't want us, we have nowhere else to go."

Rong Tang glanced at him, still looking down, "But I can't have servants who have other masters in their hearts. You guys go back. We'll meet again in the martial arts world. We still have some friendship."

Seeing Rong Tang's firm attitude, Rong San and the others had no choice but to leave the back hall and discuss outside.

"We can only go back to Beijing first and see what the master means."

Rong Si had no objection, but Rong Qi said, "My legs are not very convenient, so I will stay here for one night. You can go on your way. Come back tomorrow and tell me whether to stay or leave. We'll decide later."

It seems that this is the only way for now.

Rong San and Rong Si grabbed their horses and galloped towards the capital.

Li Shiwazi looked out for a long time. Would they come again? Would the horses come again? He didn't want to be without two horses just after becoming a horse officer.

Outside, Rong Wu, who had just returned, was puzzled. "Rong Qi, why are they riding horses?"