"Hey, hey!" Mu Shaoling put down his teacup and said, "I just made an offhand comment, why are you all staring at me like that?"
Ye Zi’an didn’t bother to respond, only giving him a slight sidelong glance before pulling Yang Chuxia to the next room, "Xiaxia, let me tell you about our family’s situation."
At first, Mu Shaoling and Luo Linhao wanted to follow, but stopped when they heard this.
"Our family’s situation?" The room next to the main hall on the first floor had been turned into a side hall, with a soft couch for people to rest on.
Ye Zi’an nodded, then picked up a wooden box, "Here are the deeds to our properties, silver notes, and the gifts I received during the holidays from people in Capital City and the town. Everything is accounted for."
Yang Chuxia opened the box and saw that it indeed contained property deeds, silver notes, and an account book.
She skimmed through the account book and said, "I just realized you’re actually quite wealthy, huh?"
"Wow, how do you have so many estates?" Yang Chuxia picked up some of the deeds and saw that each of them was for at least 500 acres.
Even the silver notes amounted to tens of thousands taels, and the items listed in the account book were all valuable.
"My uncle gave them to me, as well as that person," Ye Zi’an explained in passing, "He asked Mu Shaoling to bring them over, said it was because I was getting married and they were for setting up our household."
"Oh," Yang Chuxia nodded, "Your uncle is your mother’s sibling, so I can understand his love and care for you. But why would that person do the same?"
Ye Zi’an shook his head, "I don’t know." But deep down, he thought it might be because of their blood relationship, or perhaps the person wanted his help in the future, or maybe it had something to do with his uncle. Who knew?
"Can we accept his stuff?" Yang Chuxia asked, waving the deeds around.
"Of course, why not?" Ye Zi’an raised an eyebrow, "There will always be opportunities to repay him later."
Yang Chuxia didn’t ask further about how they would repay him since Ye Zi’an didn’t elaborate.
"By the way, we also have servants in our family," Ye Zi’an continued, "Before our wedding, I went to see Uncle Liu and bought a few people back. You should meet them."
Yang Chuxia thought of the girl who called herself Mingcui outside their room yesterday and nodded her head.
"Alright, how did you come up with the idea to buy servants?"
Ye Zi’an just laughed, "Of course, it’s to serve you! Even though I said I wanted to serve you myself, there are times when I won’t be around."
"You really are something!" Yang Chuxia laughed again.
After that, Ye Zi’an clapped his hands, and ten people entered the room one after another.
Upon a quick glance, there were two young girls, two young men, two elderly women, as well as two men and two women in their thirties.
"You all, come and meet your mistress. From now on, she will be the one making decisions in this household," Ye Zi’an said. Then, remembering his promise during the wedding, he added with a smile, "My dear, I said I would manage the house myself because I didn’t want you to be too tired. But after thinking it over, it’s better for the mistress to take charge of the household matters. Otherwise, as the number of servants grows, there might be some who don’t respect you as they should."
"Old Master, boss, boss’s wife, mistress, we dare not!" In response to Ye Zi’an’s words, the line of people all immediately knelt down.
Yang Chuxia frowned upon hearing their various titles, thinking it all sounded messy and confusing.
"All of you, get up!" Ye Zi’an instructed, "I wasn’t talking about you. I just wanted to tell you that from now on, you should listen to the mistress. Whatever she says goes!"