C28 Can I Give Them a Reward?

After the meal, the butler passed a cloth bag to him and said, "young dandy will see if it meets your requirements. That craftsman might make a mistake, so he chose to make each cloth bag into a specific piece for you to look through first."

Tang Yue anxiously opened his cloth bag and poured out all the tools inside. He examined every item carefully and found that, other than the color being less shiny than the stainless steel, he couldn't find anything else that was wrong.

No wonder some people said that the handicrafts of ancient people were the most top-notch. Modern people relied on machines for everything, but their handicrafts declined instead.

"Very well, that's it." Tang Yue fondled these tools lovingly, as if he was looking at his lover, his eyes shining brightly.

The butler also let out a sigh of relief, "Then I'll let the craftsman continue the crafting. I said it would take three days to finish."

"Don't worry, I won't miss one or two days …" Can I give them a tip? " Tang Yue asked tentatively.

He didn't know how much power he had in this family, but if it was a normal young master, he should be able to control a lot of money.

"Sure, how much do you want to reward?" The butler sighed again. What a good child.

Tang Yue only used his modern way of thinking to think that with such a group of skilled craftsmen, he would definitely win them over. In the future, he would only be forging more and more things.

"Then let's add one month's worth... "I'll give you a salary." A month's salary as a bonus shouldn't be too much nor too little.

The butler smiled. "Here."

Tang Yue turned the scalpel wantonly in his hands, not worried about being cut at all by the sharp edges of the scalpel. Thinking back to when he had first started to play like this, both his hands were riddled with wounds.

After playing for half an hour, Tang Yue gradually found a feeling. He then went to the small kitchen to pick out a piece of wood to try his cutting techniques.

Tang Yue had an artistic talent since he was young, he was very good at drawing and carving. At that time, his family almost thought that he would go and be an artist, they had all prepared for him.

To be honest, his family was quite open-minded except for their stubbornness in this aspect of his character.

Tang Yue thought, if he had known that his life span was so short, he would not have caused such a ruckus and pitied his parents.

He didn't even dare to think about how the white-haired old man felt when the two of them learned of his death.

Shaking his head, Tang Yue tried his best not to think of these things and focused on his hands.

He planned to carve a wooden hairpin for Tang Ya so that he could pay it back when he lost a hairpin. Although its value was not equal, he felt that it wasn't good enough to use the money from his family.

It wasn't difficult to carve a wooden hairpin, Tang Yue made it before nightfall. The head of the hairpin was carved with a simplified version of a nine-tailed fox.

It was still early, so Tang Yue didn't want to go to sleep. Thinking of doing something, it didn't matter if he didn't have a computer or television, the key was that he didn't even have a book.

Coincidentally, the butler brought over the gift slip for tomorrow's Prince Zhao's Mansion selection. Tang Yue heard it once and found out that there were a lot of things added on, showing how much Yueyang Marquis valued this prince.

After hearing that Wang Zizhao's legs had been confirmed to be incurable, many families who had originally pledged their allegiance to the Prince Zhao's Mansion sought a different way out, and a number of loyal generals by their side also left, making the area of the Prince Zhao's Mansion much colder.

The corner of Tang Yue's mouth hooked up. He thought about what else he had to do, so he got the butler to bring him to the house where the carpenters were. He planned to make Wang Zizhao a pair of crutches.

He actually wanted to do a wheelchair, but it was too complicated and he couldn't do it in a short time, so he decided to make a pair of walking sticks first.

Aiya, I really look forward to seeing the expression of the beautiful young man when he sees the pair of crutches.

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[Small Theater]

Wang Zizhao: "Why did you gift this king a walking stick?"

Tang Yue said, "Aiya, your legs are useless. This is so useful."

Wang Zizhao: "This prince's mansion has a lot of humanoid walking crutches, there's no need, you can use it for yourself!"

Tang Yue: "How can I? Men and women should not be too intimate with each other. It's better for men to keep their distance as well. It's better for men to keep their distance as well. "

Wang Zizhao, "... Someone, bring this young dandy away, he forgot to take his medicine! "