I made my fortune by livestreaming in ancient times.

North of the kitchen, there is a large open space surrounded by several clumps of bamboo. The sign for Qingfengyuan is perched on one of the bamboo stalks, making a rustling sound as you pass by.

Stepping into the courtyard, one sees a dilapidated house with half-rotten window frames, and a towering ancient tree standing tall in the clouds, its branches and leaves swaying in the wind, making a rustling sound.

The drifting leaves and the dust swirled together in the air, forming small circles as if dancing to welcome a rare guest.

It really is "Qingfeng" Garden.

Zhu Luo walked along the blue brick path lined with weeds, feeling no surprise, but rather a sense of calm.

Being honest with her about her bad side isn't necessarily a bad thing.

With this family cutting off their own escape route, she no longer had any worries and could act freely.

She looked up at the tall tree and thought to herself, "If Shen Zhuluo were in this situation, she would think the same way."

Banxia nearly tripped over the faint moss growing in the cracks between the bricks, and wiped away her tears in anger: "No one has ever lived here before. It was empty when the Shen family moved in. I heard that ghosts howl here every night. How could they treat Miss like this!"

Zhu Luo advised, "In other words, this place is far from trouble, which is exactly what I want. It's just starting from scratch, so don't look so miserable, okay?"

"But this place is so cramped there's barely room to stretch my legs, how am I supposed to stay here?"

Zhu Luo rubbed his fingers together: "What's there to be afraid of when you have money? The workers should be arriving soon. Let's go pick them up."

Although this place is dilapidated, it has the advantage of being large, providing ample space to put one's skills to good use.

The side door next to the kitchen was unusually lively today.

There were trucks parked outside the door, stretching as far as the eye could see, piled high with timber of all shapes and sizes, as well as other materials and tools needed to build the house.

The workers were standing in several rows, and the foreman was arguing with Shen Jia's steward.

Upon seeing Zhu Luo arrive, the foreman was overjoyed: "Miss Shen is here! Please be the judge, I'm here to repair your house, not your warehouse."

The butler frowned slightly and continued, "I clearly had someone schedule a time for you to repair the warehouse this morning, but you told me there was other work to do, and it's all in the same house. Old Wang, this isn't how you do business."

“I hired Old Wang, and we signed a contract a long time ago. If he doesn’t work for me, that’s a breach of contract. Don’t talk nonsense. If the project is delayed, who will I ask for compensation from?”

Seeing that the housekeeper wouldn't even look at her properly, Zhu Luo naturally spoke in a cold tone.

Butler Lu was slightly taken aback: "This must be Miss Lu. I heard you only arrived home last night. How could you have made an appointment with Old Wang?"

Zhu Luo rolled her eyes at him: "Who are you? Do I need to argue with you?"

"This..." Butler Lu choked, this was the first time he had ever been so embarrassed in front of so many outsiders. "This old servant is the steward of the Shen family."

"So it's Steward Lu. Who do you think is so ill-mannered as to not know any manners when meeting the eldest daughter of the current Vice Minister of Rites?"

"This old servant dares not, please forgive me, young lady." Steward Lu gritted his teeth and humbly bowed.

He cannot wear the hat of disrespecting his master.

Zhu Luo waved his hand: "I'm very magnanimous and won't argue with a servant. Here, this is the contract I signed with Old Wang. I was afraid I wouldn't be used to living in the mansion, so I entrusted it to Old Wang yesterday. Do you think it's as early as mine?"

Butler Lu swallowed his humiliation and carefully checked the order: "How could this be? I had someone..."

“I don’t know,” Zhu Luo said, pulling back the contract. “Anyway, all the ones outside are building houses for me. Qingfeng Garden doesn’t even have a place to stay. If there’s no time to repair it, which courtyard does Butler Lu think would be suitable for me to live in?”

Steward Lu dared not make such a decision, so he could only lower his head and say, "This old servant dares not make any rash comments, but it is difficult to hire a construction team. Miss, do you think it would be possible to spare a few people to repair the warehouse while we are at it? That way, we can also give a report to Madam."

“It’s not impossible,” Zhu Luo smiled, as if she had to offer a sweet treat after slapping someone. “Helping Steward Lu is fine too. I’ll give you that favor, Old Wang.”

"Yes, Miss."

"Send a few people to repair the warehouse, the rest of you come with me to Qingfeng Garden."

"okay!"

Butler Lu's face turned pale and then flushed.

Given the tight schedule, we have no choice but to swallow our anger for now.

Zhu Luo gave him a cold glance and then turned back.

To say that dogs look down on people is an insult to dogs.

The company's business has been suspended recently due to the mutton issue, including not only her mukbang videos but also those of girl groups.

A shutdown doesn't mean a work stoppage; besides food vlogging and product sales, she has other things she can do.

For example, the short dramas that are currently in full swing.

She decided to do a series of live streams: building houses with Lolo and telling how ancient people built houses and courtyards.

The contract was finalized last night when she returned to the empty house, which is now a temporary warehouse.

After seeing Qingfengyuan, she added more content, and it seems that Old Wang prioritized the warehouse repairs based on their urgency.

It's not entirely unfair to Butler Lu, since she did help out anyway.

"Old Wang, look, these are the blueprints I designed. Just make the repairs according to these designs."

Shen Zhulu's maternal grandfather was from Suzhou, and the blueprints were designed in the style of Suzhou gardens.

Old Wang was troubled: "This must require a lot of materials."

"Just tell me what you need. You've seen how fast and capable I am. I care about time. If you build quickly and well, I will reward you handsomely."

Old Wang nodded: "It's not that I doubt Miss's abilities, but anyone in the know understands that those things at the entrance can't be set up in just a few months. I'm just here with my brothers to make a living. As for the wages... are they really not paid by the Shen family?"

Zhu Luo nimbly pulled a stack of silver notes from his pocket: "Is this five hundred taels of silver enough for an advance on your wages?"

Old Wang's eyes lit up, and he reached out his hand: "That's enough, Miss is so generous. We brothers are incredibly lucky to be working for you."

Zhu Luo quickly withdrew his hand: "The formalities still need to be completed. You need to build a temporary residence on the other side of the river. We need to meet the construction deadline, so it's better to live closer to each other."

Old Wang reluctantly withdrew his hand, but the smile on his face remained: "Don't worry, Miss. In terms of skill, no one in the capital is better than us. We will definitely be able to deliver on our promise to you within a month."

After revising the contract, Old Wang led his construction team into Qingfengyuan in a grand procession.

Nana also saw the location of the new program through the camera lens and felt that this kind of subject matter was very unique.

Recently, cultural content that promotes the wisdom of the ancients has been particularly popular, and Lolo's live streaming room is expected to get a share of the pie.

After arranging the live broadcast, Zhu Luo could finally catch her breath and deal with a special matter.

While I was talking to Old Wang, the light in the corner of the mirror kept flashing.

The message indicates that a similar object is nearby.

After I finished talking to Nana, the indicator light stayed on almost the entire time.

Her curiosity and unease reached their peak, and she lifted her skirt and ran around the house, searching for him.

As she turned a corner of the corridor, she suddenly saw another person on the wooden bridge opposite, taking small steps and looking around, just like her.

Almost at the same moment, their eyes met.

Zhu Luo let out a long sigh and stopped in her tracks: "It really is you, Bai Jiaojiao, no, I should call you Shen Nianjiao now."