In the city, Song Yin also held a booklet at this time. After recording the details, he said something to the old man in the house and walked out.
"Brother, is this area completed?"
Ling Dang, who was following behind, tilted her little head and asked, "What's the use of registering?"
At this time, Song Yin was not wearing the Taoist robe of immortal style. The white jade dragon bone crown turned into a simple hair band, the outer cloak became an ordinary cloak, and the inner Taoist robe also became the most ordinary.
Dressed like a farmer.
It looks like an ordinary farm boy.
"Of course it works."
Song Yin flipped through the pamphlet and said: "When we enter the master's room, we naturally have to find out the details of the people in the city, each person in each household, their age, occupation, how old they are, and how the family is composed.
Once you understand it clearly, it will be easier for you to rule this place and how to better protect the common people in the city."
As he was speaking, he suddenly stopped and said to the old man passing by holding a candied haws skewer: "Excuse me, one candied haws."
"Okay."
The old man took out a candied haws and handed it to Song Yin, "Five cents."
Song Yin, who was about to pay, hesitated, "Five Wen?"
He looked at the old man and said, "I've been here before."
"It used to be free of charge, but now it's only five cents."
The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This guest, it's hard to do business. Many people are coming here, and the price of food has become high. I can't survive in this small business without raising the price."
"Understood."
Song Yin took out five copper coins and gave them to him, then handed the candied haws to Ling Ding.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Ling Dang happily took a bite, her eyes almost slitted with laughter.
After the old man took the money, he thanked him and continued to walk forward with the candied haws on his shoulder, shouting.
"Food prices are rising."
Song Yin looked at his leaving figure, closed the book in his hand, and looked thoughtful.
…
A few days later, I walked down the steps of the Prefect's Mansion.
Zhang Feixuan, who finally finished collecting the household registration in the area he was responsible for, held a few brochures in his hand and climbed the steps while listening to Wang Qizheng talking to the side.
“Damn, what’s going on with the prices these days.”
Wang Qizheng also held a booklet in his hand. All his disciples of the Jinxian Sect had the same task, which was to conduct a household registration search.
The energy of a Qigong practitioner is naturally much higher than that of ordinary people. After a few days, it will be enough.
"What, what did you do?" Zhang Feixuan asked.
"Didn't I finish work yesterday? I was going to have a meal at a restaurant. I met a few junior brothers at that time, so I decided to be the host. I thought it was just for a meal. No matter how big your appetite is, two taels of silver is enough.
As a result, they charged me five taels!"
Wang Qizheng said unhappily: "Fifty taels! I've never eaten at anyone else's house. This is just an ordinary restaurant with no delicacies. Why should I pay you five taels!"
"You didn't give it?"
"That doesn't exist. How can we not give money? This is our territory."
"Yes, it's our territory, so we don't give money." Zhang Feixuan said.
If the disciples of the Jinxian Sect eat a few of your dishes, how much money will you give them!
"If you have the ability, why don't you give me money? I will."
Wang Qizheng rolled his eyes, "Fifty taels, take it out!"
They also receive salary when checking household registration outside the country!
Even if there is no investigation, there is still a salary.
When the Jinxian Sect takes over, the senior brother first allocates a sum of money to them for daily use, and also pays a monthly salary. In his words, there is a clear distinction between public and private affairs. The Jinxian Sect protects mortals and pays a lot of money.
normal.
After all, they all have to live. This is not in the mountains. They have no daily expenses except food and drink. They have to live in a human world. We can't let them just eat and practice every day on Fulong Pass.
"Food prices? Other prices don't seem to have increased much, but have fallen."
Zhang Feixuan pointed to the jade pendant around his waist, "I got a good thing. A wealthy family who fled here made it cheap, so I got it."
Unlike Wang Qi, who is just delicious, Zhang Feixuan likes some luxury goods, and he recently bought them cheaply.
As they talked, the two walked up the steps and entered the prefect's mansion.
"Hey, everyone is here."
At this time, many disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect have gathered in the lobby. They are all people who have finished counting the areas they are responsible for early in the morning and are waiting here early in the morning.
In addition, there are Su Yougen, Zuo Yizhi, and
"Who are you?"
Apart from those junior fellow apprentices, there were all familiar people in the lobby, but this time, there was a new face.
"Let me introduce you, these two are the second, third, and fourth great immortals of the Golden Immortal Sect."
While Su Yougen was introducing, he discovered that a human figure suddenly bulged out on the ground, it was Gao Sishu.
"This is Yao Ningqing. He is very powerful and has formulated many strategies. We all think what he says makes sense." Su Yougen pointed at the stranger with unusually bright eyes.
The man named Yao Ningqing stood upright at this time. When he saw these 'gods', he did not bend down. He just cupped his hands and said, "I'm Yao Ningqing, I've met all of you."
"Yao Ningqing?"
Zhang Feixuan was stunned, "I seem to have heard of this name somewhere."
"Have you heard of it?"
Wang Qizheng was also stunned and looked this man up and down, "He's just a mortal."
Not just a mortal, but a remnant.
Although it's not obvious at the moment, you can still tell the difference between a perfect person and a remnant.
No matter how senior brother's elixir can save people, it can't make people become perfect people. It can only eliminate the side effects of those sects after absorbing it.
"It's just a bad name, not worth mentioning, and not worthy of being remembered by immortals."
Yao Ningqing smiled slightly, but the word "immortal" was bitten hard.
Zhang Feixuan: "..."
Others didn't notice it, but he always felt that this man's speech was a bit sarcastic.
And he must have heard of this man's name.
Zhang Fei
Qingming, and felt that this person should be of this age.
"The third child." Zhang Feixuan said: "Look at his bone age."
"Um?"
Wang Qizheng glanced at Yao Ningqing, and suddenly his eyes widened, "Oh, I can't tell. You are actually over forty. You look like you are in your early thirties."
pampered person
Normal mortals age very quickly. A person in their fifties can look like they are almost seventy, and a person in their forties can look like someone in their fifties or sixties. However, people who are pampered and take good care of themselves will look younger.
As for this name, Zhang Feixuan was sure that he must have heard of it, but he was not a disciple of the sect, just a mortal.
strangeness.
Where have you heard it?
"They're all here."
Suddenly, there was a sound outside the lobby.
Everyone turned around and saw Song Yin appearing at the door with a bell and striding inside.
"See you, senior brother!"
"Meet the lord!"
A group of people bowed and said in unison.
"No need."
Song Yin waved his hand and walked straight inside. Su Yougen quickly followed behind, letting Song Yin sit in the main seat while she stood next to him.
"Has the household registration investigation been completed? Turn it in." Song Yin looked at the people in the hall and said.
Today is the day set by Song Yin to hand over household registration.
During this time, they visited the entire city and investigated all the mortals in the city, including those who had fled.