I save the heroine in the abuse (MTL)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Father Xu took his entourage to each family...

    Father Xu took his entourage to give gifts to various households. Xu Zhao stood up and took the dishes to the kitchen, ready to see how Bian Yu was tidying up.

    Xu Zhao bought a lot of things in a mess. He didn't know how to categorize what he ate and used. When he bought it, he folded it in order and put it in the back basket.

    It's a bit laborious to pack up the borderline.

    The little girl frowned, took out the same things, put them one by one, put the food in the cupboard, put the rice and flour in the rice jar, washed the new tableware and put it on the stove to dry , fabrics for clothes, needles and threads...

    The more Bian Yu took care of it, the more frightened he became. The man didn't look very rich, and he bought so many things... The

    little girl began to worry that one day she would not be because of Xu When Zhao was short of money, he was carried away and sold.

    Xu Zhao flicked Bian Yu's head with his fingertips, dumbfounded, and the little girl's fair forehead immediately turned a little red. She covered her forehead and looked at Xu Zhao blankly.

    "What are you thinking, is the kitchen ready? Let's take the rest of the things to the room." The man's low voice sounded.

    Xu Zhao rolled up his sleeves and washed the pig's feet he had just bought. This is the main dish for Father Xu at noon. Fortunately, he just bought a lot of things.

    Wash the pig's feet, add onion, ginger, garlic, star anise, and a little fragrant leaf, salt, fill with water, put it in a pot to boil, remove it after boiling, add another pot of water, add the sauce, salt, and ask for it from the stall The secret seasoning came, and the fire started to simmer.

    Xu Zhao moved a small bench and sat beside the stove, adding firewood one by one into the stove mouth, using the tongs to move it twice to make the burning firewood more fully contact with the air.

    Boom—the fire blazed even more vigorously, and the light of the fire reflected on Xu Zhao's side face, half-bright and half-dark.

    Xu Zhao looked at the fire one after another, but he was thinking about other things.

    A person must have a goal to strive for, so that he will not be like a headless fly, and then spin around in the firewood, rice, oil and salt. Xu Zhao originally wanted to do business. After all, he was familiar with it. A place that doesn't make sense.

    It's just that the scholar gave him new inspiration this morning. This is the Dayang Dynasty, not socialism.     Xu Zhao didn't know how Dayang Dynasty's household registration system was managed, but after the death of Father Xu, Lizheng directly filled in the household registration of the Xu family's parents. Has he applied for a new household registration, whether the new household registration is a businessman or a farmer...     Xu Zhao's brows were knitted together, how could there always be such unexpected events that disrupted his plans.

    In modern times, there is not much difference between work within the system and outside the system. It is purely based on your personal ability and salary to determine your class.

    In a local company, you can become a big taxpayer, and the mayor will be very happy when he sees you. Speaking of words, the hierarchy between officials and businessmen has not reached the point of natural moat.

    However, the gap between the officials and businessmen of the Dayang Dynasty was not as simple as the Mariana Trench.

    The harshness of the Dayang Dynasty towards merchants, except that there are no restrictions on clothing, food, housing and transportation, is almost as serious as the Han Dynasty in history.