The size of this courtyard is considered medium among the aristocrats in central Beijing, neither big nor small, perfectly choosing the mean route.
It is that the identity of the owner of the yard does not meet the requirements of "moderation".
After the carriage stopped, Pingan and Baocheng rushed forward, knocked on the door, and called people to open the door to welcome the arrival of the master; the other gently opened the curtain of the carriage, and invited the people in the carriage down.
After Yu Miao got off the carriage, she glanced in the direction of Xiao Lan, and made sure that the little girl had no negative emotions on her face, so she felt relieved and walked up the steps.
All the people who followed immediately followed, and as soon as they entered the yard, they immediately went to their posts according to the previous rules.
"Call the steward here."
After Yu Miao gave an order, within a short while, a middle-aged man in his forties hurried over.
As soon as the money manager came, he immediately gave Yu Miao a big gift, and after getting the reply of getting up, he bowed his head and stood aside in a polite manner, waiting for orders.
"These two girls will stay here from now on. You will still be in charge of the management of the mansion, and the internal affairs will be handed over to them." Yu Miao thought for a while and then said, "I remember your wife was in the mansion before. You've been fooled by the nanny in charge, right? Let her and Nanny Yang take them over for a while, so there won't be any troubles. The monthly rules and other specifications of these two girls will be according to Nanny Yang's."
When Guanshi Qian heard this, he was a little surprised.
Grandma Yang is an old man in the former palace. Whether she is a housekeeper or a maid, she is very good at it. It can be said that she is one of the confidantes that the master specially recruited.
Do these two young maids have any special identities?
But it's about the master, and Guanshi Qian didn't dare to ask more questions, so he quickly agreed: "My wife is indeed working in the house. The slave must handle the master's account properly, and will never neglect the two girls. I don't know the two girls What's your name?"
Xiaolan and Xiaowan were taken aback for a moment.
They thought that after they came here, they would at most be just a maid. As for their status as a counter-cook in private, it would not affect this status issue.
Unexpectedly, Jiuqiantui would value them so much.
Such titles as "Xiaolan Xiaowan" are naturally inconvenient.
Xiaowan replied: "The maidservant was surnamed Wang before entering the palace, and the single name is "wan". You can call the steward whatever you want."
"Then I'll call you Miss Wang." Guanshi Qian said hastily.
Xiaolan hesitated a bit: "I I can't remember my surname, I just know that my name is Xiaolan. If you don't care about anything, you can call me Xiaolan."
Steward Qian glanced at Yu Miao carefully, but did not dare to agree.
Before that, Yu Miao just sat quietly and listened to their dealings, until now she spoke again: "Since I can't remember it, my surname is Yu, Yu Lan. You can just call her Miss Lan when you are in charge of money."
Xiaowan quickly grabbed Xiaowan's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, master, for giving me your surname!"
The little girl who changed her name to Yu Lan finally came to her senses. Just as she was about to kneel down, she was stopped by Yu Miao waving her hand: "Okay, that's it, I'll go back first. The roster in the palace has been processed. You learn things slowly from Guanshi Qian, if there is anything, just ask Guanshi Qian to bring a message to Pingan and the others."
After finishing speaking, he took the people and left here. He came and went in a hurry. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com