The Kitchen God was not dawn, and the firecrackers were noisy, and the door was about to open early. The new painting Zhong Kui was hung first, and the red spring post was good to save money.

The fragrance of the Atractylodes is surrounded by the furnace. The yellow paper god card is written on it. The name of the Heavenly Lord is not swept after burning the paper ash, and the sun is slanted and the person is drunk and his clothes are falling.

The first day of the Lunar New Year is New Year's Day, and people's task on this day is to greet New Year's greetings.

At the fourth update, Zhao Hao was called out by Zhao Shouzheng and kowtowed to his father to wish him a happy New Year.

When the father and son were dressed up, they came out to sit in the main hall and accepted the New Year's greetings from the younger generations, guards, and servants.

Today, all the students took off their usual black cloth cotton trousers and jackets, put on the New Year's clothes tailored for them by their master in the Dashilan Yunjinji.

The eldest brother wore a white jade red tassel tied with a hair crown, a round neck robe with a scarlet satin-shaped hem, a scarlet gold-woven satin belt, a gourd-shaped jasper pendant hanging around his waist, and a black gold-patterned deer-skin warm boots.

Several junior brothers also have the same crown, jade pendant and boots as the eldest brother, but the colors are different. The second senior brother is orange, the third senior brother is yellow, the fourth senior brother is blue, and the fifth junior brother is sky blue.

Zhao Hao naturally did not forget his two nephews and also made the same outfit for them. They also distinguished them by colors... Zhao Shixi was blue and Zhao Shizhen was purple.

When the seven people stood in a row under the hall and kowtowed to Master and Uncle, Zhao Hao was almost happy.

"Okay, all are good kids..." Zhao Shouzheng took out the red envelopes he had prepared long ago and sent one for each person.

Then Zhao Hao also gave a red envelope.

After the seven people got up, the senior brother said proudly: "Everyone, can you see what the dresses that Master has customized for us are there?"

"Then what else can't be seen? The spectrum." The second senior brother glanced proudly, and the three junior brothers and Zhao Shizhen said:

"You haven't learned it, right? Let me tell you, this light is the seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, which correspond to the clothes of the seven of us."

"Wow, so that's it..." The third and fifth brothers, who have been obsessed with "Geometry", exclaimed, and I don't know when I will make up for this lesson.

Zhao Shizhen was so moved that his uncle treated me and his disciples equally. It seemed that I didn’t need to be too inferior...

"Uncle, you are so nice. I promise to be obedient in the future..." Zhao Shixi even cried.

Although he didn't dare to say it, he always felt that Zhao Hao looked down on himself and treated himself like a servant.

Only today did he realize that he was wrong. It turned out that in the eyes of his uncle, he, his apprentice, and Zhao Shizhen he valued.

It was just because I was too incompetent to be able to hit me... Zhao Shixi thought silently.

Little did he know that Zhao Hao just wanted to get a gourd brother out, so he just made a living for him.

"Well, if you study well in the future, your uncle will naturally be better for you." Of course, a good teacher is to not let go of any opportunity to influence bad things. Zhao Hao showed a kind smile and said:

"I have performed well this time. I'll give you two days off during the Chinese New Year. Let's relax."

"Oh, thank you uncle!" Zhao Shizhen was so excited that he touched the ticket that was about to be worn out in his arms, and thought that he could finally spend it...

When the disciple and nephew retreated, Gao Wu and Cai Ming led a group of men from Caijiaxiang in, and fell to the ground in one go, wishing the master and the young master a happy new year.

A dozen loud voices rang out together, almost overturning the roof.

"Okay, everyone has worked hard in the past year." Zhao Shouzheng happily helped Gao Wu up and took his hand and said, "I'm sorry that you can't reunite with your family during the New Year."

Gao Wu looked at his old boss silently and couldn't speak for a long time.

Zhao Hao knew that such polite words were too difficult for Brother Gao...

He took out the red envelopes and sent them to the guards one by one, and also rescued Gao Wu.

Now these ten men from Caijiaxiang are no longer the kind who helped temporarily.

Before leaving Jinling, Zhao Hao signed a five-year escort contract with them. They were already the official escort of the Zhao Mansion, with unified clothing, generous benefits, work-related injuries and high compensation, and there are even big red envelopes for every festival.

Such a good job, I can’t find a second one even with a lantern.

When the guards went down happily, the housekeeper, chef, maid and other 20 people also came in to kowtow to pay New Year's greetings.

Although they were originally hired by Zhao Jin, Zhao Hao also explained to them that after the father and son had a spring examination, everyone could make two-way choices.

So although they were panicked these days, they were more careful in their performance.

Therefore, Zhao Hao was quite satisfied with them. During the New Year, he wanted to celebrate the New Year, and each person also had a red envelope.

Of course, it's much smaller than the one who gives the guard...

After accepting the New Year greetings from his family, Zhao Shouzheng stood up and said, "I'll go to the porridge factory for my father. If I go out late, I will be blocked by the New Year greetings."

"Well, then I'll go out quickly," Zhao Hao nodded and said to the Cauldron: "You guys go to pay New Year's greetings, as long as you can stay at home to pick up customers."

The apprentices and nephews retreated, and the room suddenly became quiet.

Zhao Hao said to his father: "Why do I feel like I'm giving it to someone less?"

"Is there any?" Zhao Shouzheng didn't feel it.

"There is..." A grief-in-armed protest, Fang Wen showed up and said aggrievedly: "I haven't given me a red envelope yet."

"Hey, what did you do just now?" Zhao Shouzheng quickly added a red envelope for him.

"Brother Gao and others kowtowed..." Fang Wen took the red envelope and packed his luggage for the master to go out.

"You kid, who can still see you when you are mingled with them?" Zhao Shouzheng smiled and said, "Did you remember when you stand next time?"

"I was scared to stand in front of people, and I stood back without realizing it..."

The two of them went out as they spoke, and Zhao Hao smiled at Zhao Shizhen, who was temporarily his book boy, and said, "Let's go too."

Gao Wu drove Zhao Hao out of Chunsong Hutong.

Zhao Hao is preparing to go to Wu Shi’s house first.

Of course, I should wish the eldest princess a happy new year first.

But the eldest princess and her family went to the palace to accompany the emperor's brother to celebrate the New Year last night. They were tortured by red tape all night, so they naturally had to sleep after returning home.

Therefore, others know that the eldest princess's mansion was not seen in the morning of the first day of the first day of the year. The eldest princess was afraid that her parents would go to waste time, so she asked someone to send a message the day before yesterday and asked him to go to another place to pay New Year's greetings first.

I will come to the mansion with his father for lunch.

Zhao Hao left Chongwen Gate directly, and saw that the streets were full of people wearing new clothes and hats, and happily went to greet New Year's greetings. Even the carriages and horses were cleaned and wiped clean. The rich people even changed the carriages and clothes into festive red, red, green and green colors...

There are no annoying rags, no ragged refugees, and no beggars who are entangled with pedestrians. The city appearance has indeed changed a lot.

‘I think Mr. Xu should be very satisfied…’ Zhao Hao put down the curtain of the car and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

‘But my mentality is a bit dangerous…’

There was a few cars on the first day of the New Year, and before I knew it, I arrived at Wu Shi and came to my mansion.

After greeting each other with Wu Kangyuan, he led Zhao Hao to the back house to meet Wu Shilai.

"My uncle hasn't gotten up yet." Wu Kangyuan whispered: "Last night, Shuntian Mansion has been tossing for a night, and hasn't been at home for a year."

"What happened?" Zhao Hao asked in a silence.

"Hey..." Seeing Wu Shilai holding his eyes in dark circles, he sighed and walked out and said, "Aren't that messed up by those refugees?"

"What's wrong with them?" Zhao Hao's ears stood up when he heard the word "refugee".
Chapter completed!