My Husband Is Not Easy To Mess With. - Chapter 42: Specialized in Demolition
Chapter 42: Specialized in Demolition
Nie Yao brewed a good cup of tea.
He made his spouse burst into laughter.
“Husband, haha… are you doing this on purpose?” Du Suilan had long heard of the ‘tea ceremony’ and now witnessed his husband performing it in front of him.
It was very interesting.
Du Suilan was quite pleased. “I know, Husband.”
He wiped away the little tears that came from laughing.
He patted his husband to comfort him and promised, “I’m sorry, Husband, you’ve been wronged. I will definitely talk to Daddy and have him compensate you with a large sum of money for the hurt you’ve suffered, okay?”
That wasn’t necessary.
Nie Yao had just received a massive amount of money this morning, and he felt embarrassed to ask for more.
“No need, spouse. Father-in-Law gave me a red packet this morning.” The Father-in-Law’s generosity awoke Nie Yao’s seldom-used conscience, making him speak well of him. “Those things are enough for me to expand the army by four hundred thousand men.”
Expanding the army was costly.
Expanding by another four hundred thousand men required a significant amount of money.
But in Du Suilan’s view, that small amount was nowhere near enough to soothe his husband’s wounded little heart.
His Daddy was so stingy, and yet his husband was satisfied.
So overly frugal and managing the household diligently.
Du Suilan, who hadn’t lacked money since the age of three, instantly felt pity.
He slid off Nie Yao. “Don’t worry, Husband. The family has plenty of money. What Daddy gave you is just a drop in the ocean, it’s nothing.”
To bully his husband and only give him that little money, Daddy was too thoughtless.
Du Suilan didn’t want his husband to suffer in vain.
To prevent Nie Yao from refusing the compensation, he persuaded him, “Anyway, everything Daddy has will be ours in the future. Now is just giving you some of it in advance. You can take it without worry.”
“No need, spouse.” Seriously, no need. “Father-in-Law’s money is yours, it has nothing to do with me. Don’t talk like that.”
They had just gotten married, and she was already vigorously trying to secure family assets for him.
His spouse was absolutely love-struck.
Having such a ge’er, had Father-in-Law had many headaches over the years?
Nie Yao didn’t pity his Father-in-Law.
However, he genuinely didn’t want to accept any more of the old Father-in-Law’s family assets.
The wedding gift money was fine, but taking anything else would make him seem like a gold-digger. That wasn’t a good word. Nie Yao didn’t want to see his spouse being deceived, so he habitually advised, “Spouse, listen to me. There are many bad men in this world.”
“Especially those who live off their wife’s wealth and still grumble—don’t give them any respect!”
Du Suilan had also heard the term “live off one’s wife’s wealth.”
The meaning described was quite amusing.
He played with a strand of his hair and, hearing the comment, asked with a smile, “You don’t want to live off my wealth, Husband?”
Nie Yao: “I have a good appetite; soft rice doesn’t fill me up.” (Soft rice is slang for living off a woman’s money).
Nie Yao refused, but Du Suilan didn’t insist.
As long as her husband didn’t cheat, he was willing to satisfy most of his wishes.
“Alright then.” Du Suilan slipped his hand into Nie Yao’s clothes, and the words that came out with a warm breath were like a hook. “Then, how about this?”
He changed his method of compensation.
This time, Nie Yao was quite willing.
However, the sky was getting dark, and his spouse hadn’t had a chance to eat today. If they continued with physical labor, his body might not be able to handle it.
“Wait, let’s eat first.”
Nie Yao helped his spouse get up and had the servants bring in the brunch.
The table was set with a feast.
Not only were the dishes rich, but they also contained many good things for strengthening the body.
“Master, Son-in-Law, Commander Qian is requesting an audience.” Little Dou Zi announced from outside, asking if they should let “Lots of Money” (Qian Hen Duo) in.
Nie Yao’s hand didn’t stop as he continued to serve his spouse food.
He paused from eating two mouthfuls of rice to reply, “Let him in.”
Qian Hen Duo came to report on his work.
The job of leading the demolition team to build thatched huts for the palace was perfect for him!
Why would that take half a month?
In three days at most, he could give the palace a “new look”!
Qian Hen Duo spread out the architectural sketches of the palace drawn by the craftsmen. “My Lord, take a look.”
He pointed to several locations.
He said that all the items in those places had been moved, and they had urgently built several thatched huts.
“Thatching is hard to find this winter,” Qian Hen Duo glanced at the new Emperor, and seeing no reaction, he rubbed his hands and continued with a chuckle. “So, I had people find some leaves in the mountains to cover the roof.”
And only a very thin layer at that.
After completion, any random gust of wind could blow the roof off.
Furthermore, the wood dismantled from the palace was good stuff. Qian Hen Duo moved it out and sold it to the Ministry of Rites, which was in a hurry to build dormitories for poor scholars.
This turnover earned them a little money.
“My Lord, this is your share.” This money from recycling waste could be taken openly, but it required a 50/50 split with Nie Yao.
The Ministry of Rites didn’t dare to owe them money and paid in full upon receiving the lumber.
Qian Hen Duo had brought Nie Yao’s share with him on this visit.
“Well…”
This rule was set by Nie Yao, and it wasn’t the first time he had received this kind of money. In the past, he was quite satisfied with his subordinate’s sensibility, but now it was being given to him in front of his spouse.
Nie Yao felt a knot in his heart.
It was an awkwardness akin to being caught by his spouse hiding private money.
He took the silver note and handed it to his spouse. “Please keep this for me, spouse.”
A good man must learn to hand over his salary.
The little private fund painfully lost a mere fraction of its wealth, and Nie Yao felt deeply disappointed. Worried that his spouse might investigate further, he quickly reviewed the simple construction drawings, pointed out a few minor issues, and sent Qian Hen Duo away.
He turned back and saw his spouse picking up the silver note.
“Spouse, that… I…” Nie Yao anxiously walked over and explained to him, “This kind of thing doesn’t happen often. Pri-private money… that… I… erm…”
“Is Husband handing over his salary?”
Du Suilan had heard that some men, after marriage, hand over their wages to their wife or husband to manage.
He used to disdain this practice.
But today was different.
Now that he was married, he realized that this inconspicuous bit of silver could also bring joy.
Du Suilan folded the silver note and put it into an exquisite wooden box.
“Since Husband has handed over his salary, then I should give Husband some pocket money.” Du Suilan rested his chin on one hand and thought for a moment. “How about I give Husband one million taels every month?”
“Pfft, cough, cough…”
The fruit tea Nie Yao had just drunk almost sprayed out, fortunately, he quickly closed his mouth to avoid losing composure in front of his spouse. “Cough, cough, cough… Spouse… no need… cough, cough, cough, cough… I… cough, cough… I can’t spend that much.”
“You can’t spend one million taels of gold?” Du Suilan frowned. “Husband, you are too frugal.”
Gold???
One million taels of gold as pocket money.
What a niche phrase!
Nie Yao had never heard of such a thing in his life.
“Spouse, you really don’t have to give me so much!” Nie Yao felt ashamed of himself for just now begrudgingly parting with a mere one thousand taels of silver. “One million taels, and it’s gold! That’s really too much! How can you give me so much?”
Pocket money should be given sparingly!
Giving him so much at once…
Poor man suddenly rich, he didn’t know how to spend it!
After all, he couldn’t buy sports cars, airplanes, or cruise ships in this life. Aside from purchasing military equipment, he truly didn’t know where else he could spend such a massive amount of money.