Through the fragrant powder wall, it is a quiet small courtyard. A circular archway separates the yard from the garden. Walking through the archway, the first thing that comes into view is two small houses connected together, with green bricks and red tiles. Inside the house, there is only one bed, one table and four chairs. Although the facilities are extremely simple, they are much better than the thatched hut outside.

  Lin Wanrong nodded in satisfaction, having such a cozy nest didn't seem bad either. He looked around and wanted to find Fu Bo, but he didn't see his figure anywhere.

  This old man is lazy at work? Lin Wanrong thought helplessly, looked around and shouted loudly: "Fu Bo, Fu Bo, where are you?"

  A voice came from among the flowers: "I'm here, Lin San."

  Following the sound, Fu Bo was crouching in a flower cluster, cultivating the soil for a peony plant, and his figure was hidden by the branches, no wonder Lin Wanrong couldn't find him.

  Lin Wanrong smiled and walked over, saying: "Fu Bo, I've come to report to you."

  Fu Bo nodded and said: "I see you. How is it? What's your impression of this garden?"

  Lin Wanrong deeply inhaled a mouthful of the fragrance that filled the entire courtyard and happily said, "The fragrance of flowers intoxicates people; I wish to sleep under the flowers forever."

  Fu Bo laughed and said: "Wait and see, you will smell the fragrance of flowers. The flowers and plants of the Xiao family are cultivated by you from now on."

  "Wait, wait," Lin Wanrong was startled. He had only come to pass the days, and if he really had to tend to flowers and plants, he wasn't the right material for it: "Master Fu, you're still in your prime, so of course you should take on the heavy responsibility of tending to the garden. I don't understand anything, and if I accidentally do something wrong and tarnish your reputation, I wouldn't be able to bear it. So, I'd better just follow you around and help out as an assistant."

  Fu Bo glanced at him and said, "You've got some self-awareness, kid. From now on, follow me and learn well. With this skill, I guarantee you'll never have to worry about food or clothes in the Xiao family for the rest of your life."

  Lin Wanrong was unwilling to spend his whole life in the Xiao family, but he was a clever person and knew that he still had to mix here for another year. This Fu Bo was an umbrella, and flattery was necessary.

  Fu Bo got up, Lin Wanrong hastily brought him a stool and asked him to sit down. Then he went into the house to fetch water for Fu Bo to wash his hands. After that, he brewed a pot of hot tea and personally handed it over to Fu Bo. Finally, he found a folding fan and gently fanned Fu Bo beside him, doing his utmost to be attentive. Compared with his fierce appearance when entering the gate earlier, he was completely a different person now.

  "This, Lin San, it's already late autumn now, isn't this fan a bit too cool?" Fu Bo kindly reminded him.

  "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Mr. Fu is still vigorous and strong in his old age, with a robust yang energy. These few minor incidents can hardly be counted as anything." Lin Wanrong flattered shamelessly.

  Fu Bo didn't say much at this time either, and calmly enjoyed his service.

  After chatting with Fu Bo for a few sentences, Lin Wan Rong finally understood the situation of the gardening department he was in. Although there were many lower-ranking servants in the mansion, there were only two gardeners, him and Fu Bo. It turned out that Fu Bo had been raising flowers and planting grass for over 30 years and had grown accustomed to being alone, repeatedly rejecting the mistress's proposals to increase his staff. If it weren't for his advanced age and Lin Wan Rong's suitability for the job, he wouldn't have looked for someone to help him this time either.

  Bitter, it turned out to be a mere figurehead, Lin Wanrong was quite disheartened. This Fu Bo died and had to swallow his pride, not to mention that from now on, all the trivial matters in this big courtyard would have to be handled by Lin Wanrong himself, how could he not be furious?

  Fu Bo didn't know what Lin Wanrong was thinking in his heart, and he got along with Lin Wanrong's temperament, so he set up the Longmen formation in front of him, tirelessly proclaiming how brave he was back then, taking care of all these flowers and grasses alone, and the appreciation of the old gentleman, the Minister of Rites, who had rewarded him with many taels of silver.

  Lin Wanrong had no interest in his glorious history, leaning against a cluster of flowers, drowsy, and unknowingly pressed several peonies under his body.

  It wasn't until Old Man Fu finally stopped talking that it was already noon. From the conversation earlier, Lin Wanrong learned that Old Man Fu and his family didn't live here. As seniors of their status, Mrs. Xiao had specially arranged a residence for them to enjoy their old age.

  So, from now on, this small courtyard will be Lin Wanrong's territory alone. Listening to it over and over again, only this news slightly encouraged Lin Wanrong.

  At noon, Lin Wanrong carried a rice bowl and headed towards the dining hall.

  Fu Bo had already told Lin Wanrong about some rules of being a house servant, especially in a wealthy family. The master eats first, and the servants can only eat after him; the master sleeps first, and the servants dare not sleep until then. This dining area for servants is simply a simple cafeteria that provides meals specifically for idle servants. Today, the dining area opened a bit late, and Lin Wanrong's stomach was growling with hunger early on.

  Lin Wanrong entered the dining area, took a rough glance around, and found the place to be extremely simple. There were several rows of wooden tables and chairs, with large pots cooking rice and dishes on the side. Next to them stood two large signs - Mid-ranking Servants' Dining Area, Lower-ranking Servants' Dining Area. High-ranking servants would not dine here; their status was different, so they naturally disdained eating with these lower-ranking people.

  Intermediate household district, sparsely seated with a dozen or so people, many of whom looked at these newly promoted housemen with mocking eyes, and on the bodies of these newcomers, they could find some long-lost pleasure.

  The lower-class household area was packed, with about thirty or forty people. Thinking of the thousands of people who had lined up to interview for a household position, but only a few dozen were selected, Lin Wanrong couldn't help but feel sorry for those who didn't make it. This was clearly a publicity stunt by the Xiao family, and it must have been orchestrated by that clever and capable Miss Xiao.

  For this Xiao Sao, Lin Wanrong still has some interest in her. After all, she's a strong woman, and it's more satisfying to play with someone like that, and then dump them afterwards. Besides, using someone else's portrait to make a small fortune, without showing some gratitude, would be quite impolite. Lin Wanrong chuckled to himself, feeling rather pleased.

  Lin Wanrong filled his rice bowl with food and was about to start eating when he suddenly heard a commotion coming from the front: "The mistress is here, the mistress is here, the mistress has come to visit our newborn."

  A mature and beautiful figure walked in from outside, with a gentle demeanor and elegant temperament, it was indeed Mrs. Xiao.

  Mrs. Xiao was accompanied by Wang, the butler, and Pang, the deputy butler, and from their respectful attitude towards Mrs. Xiao, it could be seen that she had a very high prestige in the Xiao family. Thinking back to those years, managing the vast industries of the Xiao family was not an easy task, and Lin Wanrong also had a certain degree of admiration for her in his heart. People with abilities are always admirable.