Chapter 30 (for further reading) Xiao Chen's acting skills
Sure enough, Mr. Ye was very aware of current affairs and immediately appeased the subordinates below.
At least no one embarrassed Mr. Ye when it came to food consumption.
When the common people had enough to eat, the gossip quickly disappeared, and everything seemed harmonious.
In fact, the requirements of ordinary people are very low. When they eat at home on weekdays, they usually have two meals a day, one of which is still sparse.
Now working for the government, they are very satisfied to be able to eat three meals of brown rice, and there is still money to be paid.
Only Wang Zhixian and Mr. Ye looked sad.
If we continue to let these petty officials continue to indulge in ink, we will not be able to eat food like today for several days.
In the warehouse.
Mr. Ye's face was slightly pale. He rubbed his swollen forehead, put down the account book he had just sorted out in his hand, and wrote a number on the desk with a pen.
"The only thing left in the temporary warehouse is this brown rice."
"In just two days, the amount was reduced by 20%!"
"Not only is there a problem with food, but the rate of loss of tools and road construction materials has also far exceeded previous estimates."
Even though Magistrate Wang was mentally prepared, he was still shocked when he saw the specific figures.
He gritted his teeth and said, "How dare they, be so bold!"
"Are you really not afraid of the imperial court's accusations or my great reputation as a king?"
Mr. Ye smiled silently, looked up at the red-faced county magistrate, and said, "Of course they are not afraid!"
"If the road construction is not completed, the court will only blame you, the chief official."
"Even if you want to slap the people below, you can't do it without solid evidence."
Magistrate Wang was of course aware of the consequences of what Mr. Ye said, but due to his dark eyes, he could only vent a few words anxiously.
Once there are any flaws in road repairs, you will definitely be blamed!
When the time comes for another chief official to come to Yongshun County, these petty officials will still be running around and dancing.
It can be said that he is a smooth county magistrate and a tough official.
Mr. Ye slapped his hand heavily on the table, "We must get their evidence within three days."
"Prolonged delay will inevitably delay the construction period and even affect the farming season!"
Yongshun County has mobilized a large number of laborers to repair roads, so it must be completed before the farming season.
Otherwise, if the farming season is wrong, production will inevitably be reduced.
Affecting the court's money, grain, and taxation can result in dismissal from office and exile, or in serious cases, losing one's head!
"At this time, all means can be used." Mr. Ye reminded again, and a sharp look flashed in Magistrate Wang's eyes.
While the two were planning in the warehouse, Chen Ping had already walked around the construction site under the leadership of the civilian husband previously arranged by Magistrate Wang.
First, he found out the situation of several temporary buildings in the surrounding area, and then confirmed the names and appearances of several leading subordinates from a distance.
Then, with a harmless look on his face, he walked to the place where the subordinates gathered to eat.
"Hey!"
"Whose child is this? How dare he run around in a place like this?"
As soon as someone opened his mouth to scold him, he was interrupted by the kitchen steward with a wave of his hand, "Don't be too fussy. This is what old guy Ye Wenchang brought here."
"He's just a little kid, he doesn't understand anything."
"Whatever he does, don't worry about him."
The kitchen steward obviously has quite a lot of authority here. After hearing what he said, the servants sitting at two tables in the shed ignored Chen Ping and started talking, laughing and drinking among themselves.
After three rounds of drinking, your face will be red and your ears will be hot. Naturally, a person with a quick mouth will start to brag.
"It's good to build roads. It's wonderful to build roads. Once this road is built, Hong'er from Jade Tower will be willing to look at me, a small official."
"When this road is completed, I will immediately redeem Hong'er's body and enjoy it for a few days and nights!"
These words made everyone laugh and curse, and naturally also aroused the anger of other subordinate officials.
The middle-aged man in the workshop who was in charge of material transportation clapped his hands and howled in a vented voice: "Grandpa finally turned over!"
"One hundred taels, a whole hundred taels of silver!"
He raised a finger, waved it in a circle, and continued roaring like a madman.
"I just got the money from Shopkeeper Han a few days ago. I immediately went over and slapped it on the body of the stinky woman!"
"That woman has been putting on a bad face for me for a whole year, and it's gone in the blink of an eye, hahaha!"
The man's voice was so loud that an older subordinate immediately realized something was wrong and stepped forward to cover his mouth.
"Zhang Sanlang, you are so drunk that you don't even look at where this place is!"
"Magistrate Wang is still in the warehouse. Do you want to kill the big guy?"
After being scolded by his colleagues, the subordinate named Zhang Sanlang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and his drunkenness disappeared instantly.
The kitchen steward, who had not been drinking until now, suddenly stood up.
He glanced around with cold eyes, searching for Chen Ping's figure.
Although children may not be able to understand it, children can learn the words!
It was reported to County Magistrate Wang, but it was a big deal.
Then, he spotted Chen Ping quietly stealing braised pork slices from a plate next to a subordinate.
At this time, Chen Ping seemed to be extremely hungry, with a bulging mouth.
A pair of greasy little hands were still rushing forward quickly, heading straight for the plate of meat.
Seeing this scene, the kitchen manager burst into laughter.
What I just thought was a bit of a fuss.
He’s just a little kid. Whose family doesn’t have many people, and who doesn’t come from this age?
Mao Wazi at this age simply don’t listen carefully to what strangers are saying. They are just greedy.
Even so, the always cautious kitchen manager still slipped Chen Pingti over and pinned him down in front of him.
A pair of turbid old eyes stared at Chen Ping carefully and asked in a deep voice: "Aren't you a descendant of the Ye family? Why do you seem to have never eaten meat?"
"Is it possible that the Ye family is just an empty shell?"
Chen Ping did not reply, but worked hard to chew the fat in his mouth.
After finally swallowing it, I grabbed two pieces of braised pork and stuffed it into my mouth, and then I heard him mumble a few words.
"I'm not from the Ye family. In our Nanxi Village, we can't afford such meat."
"Hiccup... I just went to Huating Academy to study. Today I was brought here by an old gentleman for no reason. He was hungry and didn't care about me."
"Uncle, is there any huaxiang? I haven't tasted it yet."
Huatao, also called "jiaoyao", is today's maltose. It is a semi-solid maltose made from glutinous rice and wheat. It is brown in color, fragrant in smell, and has strong stickiness.
Chen Ping's innocent and delicious childlike appearance came to life, and with the blessing of a greasy face, he deceived everyone present without any surprise.
Even the most cautious kitchen steward had to let go of Chen Ping's hand.
He pointed at Zhang Sanlang, who had just sobered up, "Go and find some flowers for this baby. If you can't find them, go to the county town and buy them. Don't let him wander around here!"
Zhang Sanlang had no choice but to get up and walk out. Chen Ping jumped up and followed him, his lips curling up in an invisible arc.