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Today, Xu Qing's family was raising the roof beam. Just as dawn broke, Aunt Zhao and Madam Sun came to help.

Zhao Dazhi also led a group of workers to help.

Since all the vegetables had been chopped in advance yesterday, they could be cooked directly today. Wen and Aunt Zhao cooked in an orderly manner in the kitchen.

Xu Qing directed the Xu brothers, Xu Jian and Xu Jian, to carry the main beam, which was covered with red paper, into the front of the new house.

Offerings such as pigs, fish, chickens, geese, eggs, incense, and candles are placed on the offering table, and bricklayers, carpenters, and others offer wine while saying auspicious words.

"A magnificent hall is built on the auspicious ground, and today, at this auspicious time, the beams are illuminated... The talisman to ward off evil spirits guards the east and west, ensuring the health and longevity of my family..."

After all this was done, the auspicious time arrived. Zhao Da led a group of workers, carpenters, and the Xu brothers to carry the main beam onto the roof.

During the process of raising the beam, firecrackers went off outside, since firecrackers didn't exist at that time.

Xu Qing used bamboo instead, but without splitting it, so it would make a crackling sound when burned.

Old Shi sang the roof-raising song, shouting, "Go! Good luck and prosperity!"

After the main beam was placed steadily on the roof, Xu Jian and his brother took out candy, peanuts, copper coins, and other items that they had prepared in advance and threw them around from the beam, allowing men, women, and children who came to watch the excitement to scramble for them.

This act is called "throwing the beam," meaning "wealth will flow in abundantly."

Looking at the joyous scene before her, Xu Qing felt a surge of emotion and her eyes welled up with tears.

This is their new home, the place they will live in for the rest of their lives.

At this time, Wen set up dozens of tables in the courtyard, and the workers who had not participated in the roof-raising ceremony began to help serve the dishes.

As each dish was served, its aroma filled the air.

Each table has eight dishes: braised pig's trotters with soybeans, spicy pig's ear slices, fried pork chops, sweet and sour pork ribs, sweet and sour pork, stir-fried wild vegetables with pork cracklings, smashed cucumber, and minced meat tofu.

This spectacle intimidated the villagers who came to the feast, making them afraid to sit down at the table.

"Oh my god, am I still dreaming?"

"Is this really for us to eat?"

"It's all meat! Every single dish has meat in it!"

"I only gave them a few pounds of brown rice, and they were too embarrassed to eat it..."

Wen greeted everyone, "Fellow villagers, please sit down and start eating! Eat as much as you like today, there's more in the pot if you're not full!"

Everyone then realized what was happening and sat down at the nearest table, starting to eat heartily.

"I don't want to swallow this, it's so delicious."

"The feast at Xu Qing's house is too good. I've never eaten anything this good, not even for the New Year or when I got married."

"Qing's family has really struck it rich. Look at the meat, it's all real meat."

The workers at Xu Qing's house could eat these every few days, so they were quite calm about it, which made them seem very different from the villagers.

Xu Qing left the task of dealing with the guests to the Xu brothers, while she went to the kitchen to slack off.

When Aunt Chen came to the feast, although she was also eating in silence, her eyes never left Xu Qing.

As soon as Xu Qing left, she immediately picked up the last piece of pork hock on the table, bone and all, and followed him, ignoring the curses of the people at the table.

"Qingya, your house is almost finished. When can Da Ya and I come to your house to do some work?"

Xu Qing had just relaxed when Aunt Chen's voice suddenly rang out behind her, startling her so much that she slipped and almost fell.

She said irritably, "Aunt Chen, do you walk without making a sound?"

Aunt Chen smiled ingratiatingly, "It's just too lively outside, Qing'er, when are we coming?"

Xu Qing said indifferently, "We'll talk about it later. I'll notify everyone to sign up when I need people."

She strongly disliked Aunt Chen's behavior and didn't have a good impression of her either.

When hiring workers, she should naturally hire those she can trust, ensuring fair competition and meritocracy. If everyone resorts to back channels, how can she continue her business?

Upon hearing this, Aunt Chen immediately became anxious: "How could you do this? You clearly promised me last time."

Who else do you want to invite? I'm telling you, none of the people in this village are good people.

They went to town to get sweet potatoes and then talked badly about you behind your back. Why did you even invite them? You just…”

Aunt Chen originally wanted to say, "You're so shameless," but then she remembered that she still wanted to work for Xu Qing, so she changed her mind.

"Are you really that stupid? You invited them, and they'll be grateful to you on the surface, but who knows what they'll do to you behind your back!"

Xu Qing said with a half-smile, "Oh? I don't think I've offended anyone in the village. What are they saying about me?"

In order to make Xu Qing give up on them, Aunt Chen had no choice but to use her to tell everything she had heard on the road, and even embellished it.

"People say you're vicious, that you taught your servant to set fire to the place, burning those who were robbing people on the road to a crisp."

"If even a servant is this vicious, one can only imagine how vicious you are."

"Your brother looks honest and unassuming, but he's so ruthless that he chopped off someone's leg."

"There are other things I'm too embarrassed to mention. They said they weren't afraid of you, since they've already got the sweet potato seeds anyway."

“These aren’t my words, they’re what the villagers said. Now you know who they are.”

"Would you dare let them do your work? They might learn it and then quit to start their own business."

After rambling on and on, Aunt Chen, who had just eaten a lot of food, felt incredibly thirsty and wanted to find some water to drink.

Seeing the steaming pork trotter and soybean soup bubbling in the pot, my stomach, which had just been full, felt like it could hold a little more.

She took a bowl and walked to the goods, seemingly oblivious to everyone else, preparing to scoop out a bowlful to drink.

Xu Qing stopped her, saying, "This was reserved for the artisans. Aunt, please eat at the table."

Aunt Chen cursed under her breath for being stingy. There was nothing left on the table; everyone looked like they were starving ghosts reincarnated.

They had already eaten everything clean. If it weren't for the fact that it was someone else's house, they probably would have licked the plates clean too.

He smiled as he put the bowl down.

"It was my fault, Qing girl, do you believe me now?"

"Let's ask Second Aunt and Daya. We're neighbors, and I guarantee they're not like that. In fact, they'll do a better job than Aunt Zhao!"

Xu Qing said calmly, "Aunt Chen, I respect you as an elder and don't want to be too direct. You can leave now."

Aunt Chen's smile froze on her face. She had already made a promise to her husband that she would definitely oust Aunt Zhao.

When the time comes, let her husband come to Xu Qing's house with her to work, and Daya will do the farm work at home.

Seeing Xu Qing like this, she felt that the matter was doomed to fail, and how was she going to explain it when she went back?

"Alright then... but remember me when you need to call someone!"

Aunt Chen forced herself to finish speaking and left the kitchen.

Xu Qing pondered to himself. Although Chen Ershen's words could not be completely trusted, there must have been some truth mixed in with them.

If the villagers really do say one thing to her face and another behind her back, she really won't be able to guard against them.

It seems that we need to be careful about hiring people after the workshop is opened.

After the meal, the villagers continued to discuss the food on the table as they walked home, smacking their lips as they savored the memory.

Xu Wulai hid in his house, listening to the villagers' conversations, smelling the faint aroma of food in the air, and enviously watching the villagers on the road.

He didn't have to be homeless in the first place; it was all Xu Qing's fault! Why is it that he lives like a rat in the street while Xu Qing can live in a big house and eat well?

He doesn't agree!