Three days later, a grand procession lined up in front of the Ningwang Residence, and Xiang Chun was busy instructing the servants to load the carts.
"Hey, hey, where are you moving that? This is jadeite, and it goes on cart fifteen!"
"And you, put this screen on cart six."
"Oh dear, what's happening here? You all are so eager when it's payday, but when it comes to working, you're all clumsy. With how clumsy you are, why follow your masters to the new residence? Might as well be sold off."
"Hey, I'm talking to you. Look at you, so clumsy that no one would want you even for free, let alone buying!"
Xiang Chun's tongue had only gotten sharper over the years, and only someone like her could manage all the servants of a residence.
Gu Youyou and Jin Zijin moved house, taking more than fifty carts in a row.
The surrounding onlookers were the townspeople. Today, the Ningwang Residence was moving, and whoever could come did to watch the spectacle.
