C28 Can I Give Them a Reward?

After the meal, the butler passed a cloth bag to young dandy. "young dandy wants to see if it meets your requirements. The craftsman is afraid of making mistakes, so he chose a specification for each item. I will let you take a look at it first."

Tang Yue hurriedly opened the cloth bag and took out the tools inside. He looked at each of them carefully and found that other than the color not as bright as stainless steel, he could not find anything wrong.

No wonder someone said that. Modern people relied on machines for everything, but the craftsmanship declined instead.

"Very good, that's it." Tang Yue fondled these tools fondly, as if he had seen his lover. His eyes were very bright.

The butler heaved a sigh of relief, "Then I will let the craftsmen continue to forge them. They said that it will take three days to finish."

"Don't worry, it won't take one or two days... Can I give them a reward?" Tang Yue asked tentatively.

He did not know how much power he had in this family, but if he 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 kind child.

Tang Yue thought that with such a good group of craftsmen, he had to win them over no matter what. In the future, he would only be able to create more and more things.

"Then let's add a month's... salary." A month's salary as a bonus should not be too much or too little.

The butler smiled, "Yes."

Tang Yue put the scalpel in his hand and turned it around recklessly. He was not worried about being cut by the sharp knife tip. When he first started playing like this, his hands were full of wounds. He had used a lot of good medicine to not leave any scars.

After playing for half an hour, Tang Yue gradually found a feeling. He then went to the kitchen and picked up a piece of wood to test his knife skills.

Tang Yue had been an artist since he was young. He was good at drawing and carving. At that time, his family almost thought that he would go and become an artist. They were all prepared for countless thoughts, but they did not know that Tang Yue had returned to the right path.

To be honest, other than being stubborn about his sexual orientation, his family was quite open-minded in other aspects.

Tang Yue thought that if he had known that his lifespan was so short, he would not have made such a fuss back then. He would have just given his parents and not married them.

He did not dare to think about how the two elders would feel when they heard the news of his death.

Shaking his head, Tang Yue tried his best not to think about this and focused his attention on his hands.

He planned to carve a wooden hairpin for Tang Ya. Today, he had lost one of her hairpins and it happened to be returned. Although the value was not equal, he felt that his family's money was not sincere enough.

It was not difficult to carve a wooden hairpin. Tang Yue had done it before dark. The hairpin was a simplified version of the Nine-Tailed Fox. Its brows were long and thin, and it did not lose its cuteness.

It was still early. Tang Yue did not want to go to sleep. He wanted to do something else. Even if he didn't have a computer or television, the key was that he didn't even have a book. Of course, even if he did, he wouldn't understand.

Coincidentally, the butler had delivered the gifts for the trip to Prince Zhao's Mansion tomorrow. Tang Yue listened to his report and realized that he had added a lot of things. It could be seen how much importance Yueyang Marquis attached to this prince.

After hearing that Wang Zizhao's legs were untreated, many families who had previously sought refuge in Prince Zhao's Mansion started to look for a way out. Many loyal generals around them also left. The Prince Zhao's Mansion's courtyard was much quieter now, and the warmth and kindness of the people was displayed to the fullest.

Tang Yue's lips curved up. He had thought of what he needed to do. He asked the butler to bring him to the carpenter's place in the manor. He planned to make a pair of walking sticks for Wang Zizhao.

He wanted to make a wheelchair, but it was too complicated. He could not do it in a short period of time. He might as well make a pair of crutches to respond to the situation.

Ah, I'm really looking forward to seeing the pretty boy's expression when he sees this pair of crutches.

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Wang Zizhao asked, "Why did you give me a walking stick?"

Tang Yue asked. Tang Yue said, "Ah, your legs are broken. How practical this is."

Wang Zizhao said, "There are many human-shaped crutches in the Imperial Residence. There is no need for them. You can keep them for yourself."

Tang Yue said, "How can I do that? Men and women are not close. Men and women should keep a distance from each other. Wood is better."

Wang Zizhao said, "Men, take young master away. He forgot to take his medicine."