Text Chapter 1228: Servants

Ah San seemed to know something, and felt a little unhappy. He had just been promoted to be the master's personal servant, and his status in the entire manor was already much higher than those ordinary servants. It is almost on par with the servants of the important category below the steward.

That is to say, servants who serve in the master bedroom, and some technical jobs are a little bit more innate than him. As for the little servant in front of him, he must not have a higher status in the manor.

It's a pity that his thoughts are the same as his status, they are useless in front of Zhou Jiexi, and it's better not to show it, it's questioning the master's order. This is a very good chance to be kicked out of the manor, that way, as the housekeeper of the manor, who also works as the acting village head of this village of about 2,000 households, will also drive him out of the village, so that he can become a glorious Dalai Lama. Terry, that is, the untouchables.

Immediately, he took a new glass of juice and gave it to Jiexi Zhou. When the little servant came over, Jiexi Zhou gave her the drink. "This is a reward for you. Don't refuse it. My words here are the rules. Anyone who has an opinion can come to me, or ask him to raise it with the housekeeper. As for whether it will be accepted, unless my mind is broken, it's almost the same."

The little girl held the juice given by Zhou Jiexi in both hands, and she flattered so plainly that Zhou Jiexi wanted her to go online to learn the culture of flattery, so I came to tell him these things.

The little servant took a sip carefully and found that it was very delicious. I wanted to speed up in my heart, but I didn't want to be too rude.

"Sit down, I have something to ask you!" Zhou Jiexi said to the little servant who had finished drinking the juice. Of course he couldn't ask the servant to bring her a chair anymore, and when he came to India, he learned some necessary rules.

Hearing this, the little servant sat on the ground and listened to his question.

"How many people are there in your family?"

"In the past, including my parents and brothers, there are eight of us!" She looked at Jesse next week with a little happiness: "But now I have arrived at your manor, the master, and I am no longer part of that family. It is the man who belongs to the manor and the master."

Well, it's that weird.

Zhou Jiexi was not in the mood to ask any more questions: "Well, very good little guy. You are very smart, well, I don't have anything to ask. Just do your thing well, but I promise you to watch more books."

The little servant was immediately grateful and expressed his loyalty with thanks and flattery.

"Indians are really enough. It's one thing to read the information, but it's another thing to really feel it. It's really a weird pleasure here. Am I such a slave owner?" Zhou Jiexi laughed secretly Some of my own feelings, but I thought that if I went back to ancient times, I would be happy to come to the slave society and become a slave owner. As for becoming a slave, I definitely don't have much interest in it.

I slept with two nice girls that night, whom Borden found. Compared with ordinary people of lower caste, these two girls are quite white, probably of Aryan descent. There was also a man of the rare Aryan breed with a pair of basket eyes.

It's a pity that Rare can't solve the problem of food and clothing. Zhou Jiexi, who came here like these two girls, is not interested in knowing this story. Anyway, it's good if someone hugs you to sleep and you're not bored, and it's even better if you're doing some exercise that is good for your physical and mental health.

He got up in the morning and did some exercise first. Borden carefully found a lot of human flesh pads for him. Unfortunately, Zhou Jiexi didn't like this. It was replaced by the sandbag and the tree hitting connection, so many servants who were working in the morning secretly glanced at the master who looked like a god of war, full of admiration.

"Hurry up, have you brought your protective gear?" Zhou Jiexi called to his bodyguard.

"Boss, this is definitely not a good job. You have great strength. I'd better bring more safety." The tall black bodyguard said depressedly.

"Whatever!" Zhou Jiexi shrugged indifferently.

He tied gauze on his hands and feet to prevent his fingers from being injured by naked boxing.

"Bang, bang, bang..." There was a very muffled sound.

Several bodyguards put on protective gear, and their hands and feet were a little slower. So it was easy for Zhou Jiexi to hit him, but they would still hit him without wearing protective gear. It didn't feel so good back then.

So the so-called sparring with the big boss is still the one-to-many kind, which is simply a kind of torture, and they are basically beating them!

"You guys didn't rest yesterday, okay? You won't be able to find it if you search twice?" Zhou Jiexi looked at the bodyguards who accompanied him, all fell to the ground, and couldn't help being angry.

"My God, boss, the weight of your punches has increased recently, and the static blows definitely exceed a ton." The bodyguard shouted.

"My dynamic blows are definitely only between 500 and 800, so don't fool me. Could it be that you can't stand these because of your size?" Looking at the bodyguard who started to play tricks, Zhou Jiexi was speechless.

"Actually, boss, you can ask Ah Da to try it, he is very resistant!" Borden, who was guarding by the side, suddenly said coldly at this time.

"Him?" Zhou Jiexi looked to the other side, Ah Da who was guarding by the chair. "Is he that powerful?"

"Boss, resistance to fighting doesn't mean he can fight well, it needs multi-faceted training. And being resistant to fighting only needs to be beaten often enough. He used to be such a person.

Hearing that Zhou Jiexi really didn't see it, Ah Da, who thought he was a good-looking guy, didn't expect that he was really a good-looking guy. He grew so strong, and he was beaten every day, but thinking of his low caste, he used to hang around in the south, but was met by Bodden later, so he just brought him to the manor.

Zhou Jiexi called Ah Da with a wave, and said, "A Da, come here and try putting on the protective gear!"

"Can I do it too?" Ada was a little excited. He hadn't realized that Zhou Jiexi's punches were heavy and his feet were heavy. With a certain amount of practice, he exploded with all his strength when hitting, which was almost as heavy as Tyson's punches. .

In addition, if you use a special hitting method, you need to mobilize your breathing to cooperate, which is commonly known as kung fu. A more detailed point is the way of exerting force, such as Bajiquan's inch fist, spiral strength, etc., which will cause greater damage.

There is also a reason for his excitement. The security personnel brought by Mr. Bodden in the manor are obviously higher than the servants working here. According to his thinking, the direction of his progress, in addition to becoming a caring servant of the master, is to become a security guard for the master. After all, it is basically impossible to become the steward of this manor.

Ps: Yes, it's me, I'm still a little demon, but an unconventional little demon. In front, it was all about tears. Once again, post the big curse technique, gather everyone's ideas, and the thief who steals the mobile phone will never lift up. Greetings to his (her) family.

I really miss my xxx, and think that books are also a public thing, so I won’t yell at them. In addition, I bought a lottery ticket today, but I don’t know if it’s a blessing in disguise!

Whenever I am unlucky, I will buy three sets of machine selection. It seems that it has been three times from the last March to now... The last time I smoked when I went out to eat, the cigarette butt was thrown down, and then, then it got into my shoes, wearing basketball shoes, the kind with ankle guards, kao, I can't even shake it off, why didn't I think of quickly slipping on my slippers, when I really took them off, the bowl of my feet was already blistered...

I didn't go to the gym the next week, and the MM who taught Latin asked me why I didn't come, and gave me a reason, with a look of disbelief. Gone, gone... The resentment drifts away. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net