Old things in Nancheng

The good days are always so short, but they have always brought hope to people.

While tidying up the shop, Lin Zhilan thought about the peaceful and happy life she and Wang Zimo lived in Wangjiazhuang, a sour but happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Wang Zimo, I'm useless, right? I can't let you go home early.

Lin Zhilan could guess what Chang Renzhi was thinking. He didn't want the imperial envoy to overturn the case at all. On the contrary, he would use the seawall breach case in early Xia as his political bargaining chip. I was able to get away and win the appreciation of the imperial envoy to pave the way for my official career. I could kill two birds with one stone, so why not do it.

Lin Zhilan knew this, so even if Chang Renzhi didn't agree to her request at the time, Lin Zhilan would still help Chang Renzhi defeat Bao Duobao, just because she and Bao Duobao had already torn apart, if she didn't rely on Chang Renzhi, even if Bao Duobao Duobao was convicted, but the Bao family still existed. She was an extremely powerful family of country gentry, how could she fight against a powerless family.

Now, although Wang Zimo's case cannot be retried, the Bao family is completely finished, and his biggest crisis has been resolved.Chang Renzhi broke his trust in him, and Lin Zhilan felt that this could be regarded as a force that could be used. At least when Chang Renzhi was in Yanguan County, his life with Bao'er would be relatively smooth.

Chang Renzhi did feel guilty towards Lin Zhilan, he didn't dare to tell Lin Zhilan in person, but instead sent a confidant, which clearly showed that he didn't dare to face Lin Zhilan.The majestic lord of a county, well-read poems and books, once boasted nothing to be ashamed of, but with deep-rooted loyalty, filial piety and righteousness, he actually deceived a woman and child.

In order to avoid retribution, Chang Renzhi specially ordered his subordinates to avoid the routine of Wang's Wonton Shop, and the street patrol officers must take care of Lin Zhilan. For Lin Zhilan, this is a blessing in misfortune.

The wonton shop was reopened, and the business was naturally very good. Lin Zhilan also made out the later generations of Shaomai Xiaolong Dagutang, and added many kinds of wonton fillings. Now, no matter old customers who are familiar with it or new customers , there is an endless stream every day, and the store is often full.Moreover, there are more and more people ordering. After everyone knows that the county magistrate also uses a bowl of small wontons and eats a serving of siu mai every day, the business in the shop will be even better.

Every day before dawn, Lin Zhilan got up to make breakfast with Wang Xingen, and then asked Wang Xingen to send it to each house, while she went to the shop early to look at the shop, and often there were many people waiting outside before the shop door opened.

"Miss Wang, it's late to open the shop today."

"Miss Wang, hurry up and get five bowls of warm big bone soup, plus ten baskets of steamed dumplings, we brothers are still rushing to work~"

"Miss Wang, there is also a wonton shop in the East City, but we will only recognize the taste of your place."

"Okay, please sit down, guest officer, and I'll be here right away." Lin Zhilan laughed, motioning for Zhao Liu to treat the guests, and went into the kitchen to help the cook.

This business is indeed not bad, although there are no patents, but the brand effect is there, but the dignified senior engineer of computer software in later generations can only rely on selling food to make ends meet, this is too aggrieved, fall~ Lin Zhilan dare to say, later generations It's all nonsense for people to travel to ancient times and be able to get along well. First, whether they can understand the words is a problem. Second, they don't know the words, and they are completely illiterate. This era is useless at all.

If you don't understand foreign affairs, ask Google, and if you don't understand internal affairs, ask Baidu's descendants. If you want to know something, just go online.But when you get here, ask who is going!Make soap, do you study chemical engineering?Do you want to make steel and learn mechanics?Lin Zhilan didn't believe in making this and that. Could it be that those people had predicted that they were going to time travel, so they went to learn these things on purpose!

Thinking about her major, Lin Zhilan was in tears.Once, when I graduated from university at the age of 20, I was recruited by the state secret department to specialize in the research and development of aerospace information software, which gave me a sense of accomplishment.However, when you get here, can you talk about binary, computers, airplanes and rockets with people from the Song Dynasty?People really thought you were bewitched!This time, there is no need to soak the pig cage, and I will directly burn you as a monster, and it will be over once and for all.

Come on, let's sell wontons in a down-to-earth manner~ Compared with Lin Zhilan's busyness, Wang Zimo is very leisurely. He did the bills in the counting room and went to the kitchen watching the time. Wearing a light blue scarf made her look a little more elegant, and the black powder-soled soap boots on her feet made her a little more stable and majestic. Walking in the shade of the forest, the prisoners in the square saw her, and they all fawned over her. Those who look in the eyes, those who are in charge of the kitchen, are in charge of their lives, who dares to offend.

"Steward Wang, I'll greet you, my little one." A seven-foot strong man bent over, making himself a head shorter than Wang Zimo to feel comfortable.

"Qian Da, what's the matter?" Wang Zimo stopped and asked calmly.

Qian Da is the new leader of the prisoners after the city wall riot. He is quite prestigious among the prisoners.

"Steward Wang, this is my little one's filial piety to you." Qian Da was very good at pretending to be a grandson, nodded and bowed, holding five taels of scattered silver in his dirty hands, and presented it to Wang Zimo with a flattering smile.

Hearing this, Wang Zimo was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look at the prisoners, exchanged a knowing look with each other, and felt relieved.Silver is really a good thing. Wang Zimo doesn’t accept it for nothing. Although the money is obviously the personal money brought by the prisoner when he entered the prison, Wang Zimo collects it very confidently, but his hands are too dirty!

Slowly, Wang Zimo pulled out a piece of handkerchief from his waist, Qian Daji would look at him, and put the silver on Wang Zimo's handkerchief, and said flatteringly: "Wang Guanshi is righteous and broad-minded, little ones used to If you have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, you are really blinded by lard."

"Don't tell me, how dare I take what you say." Wang Zimo wrapped up the money, put it in his pocket calmly, and said calmly.

"You deserve it, you deserve it..." Qian Dahan smiled and said, "Although our place is a den of thieves, most of them are hard-working people. There are old and young, and we won't mention the lawsuit. I just hope that I can save my life and go back to my hometown, so that I can change my mind, serve my parents, and raise my children. Steward Wang is a scholar and has a big heart. Please take care of him in the future. Everyone must remember that Steward Wang is good, but he has orders Dare not obey."

A strong man who used to be tough is now extremely humble, this is fate.If it was Wang Zimo in the past, she would definitely feel pity after hearing these words, but now she just watched Qian Da's performance with a blank face, and then said flatly: "It's up to you what you can eat."

Looking at the figure of Wang Zimo leaving calmly, Qian Da kept bending his waist, until Wang Zimo was out of sight, Qian Da dared to straighten up, and continued to work without saying a word.

The prisoners were walking among the prisoners with their leather whips. One of the prisoners walked up to Qian Da and said with a sneer, "People, you can only live long if you know where you are. That master, how dare you?" Touch it, it’s just boring.”

That lord, even the officials and adults, look at him differently and rely on him a lot, and Li Chaibo is even more cited as his confidant, why?It's not the credit of the silver.Since the master entered the accounting room, the income in the prison camp has been greatly improved. Not only have the official and camp errands been allocated a lot of benefits, but even these little prisoners can get more money every month. Who doesn't treat her like a cornucopia? with.The most important thing is that the lord's methods are really clever. Although the prison camp occupies the top and bottom of the prison, but on the books, people can't see the clues. He is simply the God of Wealth of the prison camp.

Wang Zimo doesn't care about these things, it's time for dinner soon, and she has to strictly check.After looking around in the kitchen and finding no problem, Wang Zimo went to the management room, intending to check on today's purchases, and just as he sat down, Tao Hua brought over hot tea.

"Boss Wang, are you tired? Let's have a rest with a cup of tea." Tao Hua twisted her plump body and said softly.

"Let's put it aside." Wang Zimo glanced at her casually, and said lightly.

Peach Blossom has a good foundation. She works in the kitchen and eats food. She doesn’t need to be beaten and scolded by the stable woman. She gradually regains her small appearance. Although she wears coarse cloth and thin clothes, her slender figure is more obvious. The gorgeous smile like a peach blossom really makes people stunned.

However, Wang Zimo was indifferent, which made Taohua very depressed.For the female prisoners in the prison camp, if they are attractive and want to live a good life in the camp, they usually have to get close to the small prison guards or powerful senior prisoners.Taohua is from the kitchen and Wang Zimo's people, so it is logical that Taohua wants to be close to the handsome and gentle Wang Zimo, and the other managers also think so, and they pretend to be affectionate to sell Wang Zimo's face, and never reach out to Taohua.

But Wang Zimo only had Lin Zhilan in his heart, and he had to hide his identity, so how could it be possible for Taohua to get close to him.

Seeing Wang Zimo's indifferent attitude, Tao Hua was not discouraged, took out a newly made thin padded coat, handed it over and said, "Steward Wang, it's getting colder, my servant made you a suit, do you like it?"

Hearing this, Wang Zimo raised his head to pick up the clothes. He felt that the material was good and the stitches were dense. Especially the color made Wang Zimo very satisfied. He nodded and said, "Very good, thank you very much."

"It's good that the king is satisfied with the matter. I will make some clothes for you when I am free. I see that you only have two sets of clothes to wear all day. I am afraid that you will lose face. You can try changing them. If they don't fit, I will return them to you." Change." Tao Hua took advantage of the situation and stepped forward to change Wang Zimo's clothes, but was flatly rejected.

"I think it fits well, so there's no need to try it. Your life is not easy, here is a tael of silver, you take it first, and then make me some clothes later, and I will reward you." Wang Zimo took out his handkerchief. She picked up a few broken pieces of silver and gave them to her.

"This is the wish of the slave family, how can I ask for your silver." Taohua politely refused, what she wanted was not just silver.

"Take it, I'll save you from worrying. I still have the account book to look at. You go to the kitchen and order to prepare more wine and meat today, and send it to the messenger and the prisoner. The money will be charged to my account." Wang Zimo Seeing Tao Hua's disappointed face, he said again: "You also get a bowl of meat and a jug of wine, let's have a good time with your sister."

Taohua left helplessly, while Wang Zimo concentrated on reading the books.The money and rations in the camp were allotted by the state government, Wang Zimo felt that there was no future in relying solely on embezzlement, instead of running some industries, it would make life in the camp more comfortable.

In late autumn in the north, the sun sets early, and the food and wine have just been distributed, and the sky has darkened. Wang Zimo stretched himself, and then sent someone to prepare a banquet, planning to go back to his cell to eat and drink with a group of friends.Since she took care of the kitchen, she didn't have to worry about eating, not only the food was good, but also the food cost was saved, which made Jiang Shangpei's money nowhere to spend, and he was actually a little disappointed.

Along the way, Wang Zimo was still respectful whenever he encountered a small prisoner on an errand. Tonight, everyone was full of joy, and when they met Wang Zimo, they praised her for doing a good job on the errand.Wang Zimo doesn't show it on the surface, but he is proud of it. Using the money from the public house to win the public house is good, and he can gain dignity again. This is what a serious businessman should do.

Room C in Tianzi is spacious, and it is no longer a scene of Jiang Shangpei and Wang Zimo drinking alone and feeling sorry for themselves.Three of the high-ranking prisoners who got off work did not go back to their own rooms, but went directly to Room C, Tianzi.

Jiang Shangpei took out the Yuqian Longjing tea brought from home to treat them. Those who were able to enter the Tianzi Room C to have a banquet all showed nostalgic expressions. Most of them, like Jiang Shangpei, were either descendants of aristocratic families or wealthy businessmen, and they behaved decently outside Fei Fan, of course, did very well in the camp. He had skills and money to pave the way. Being in prison was like a vacation for future generations, but it only restricted freedom.

"Xiao Er, why did you come back?" Jiang Shangpei saw that Wang Zimo led the people back, so he hurriedly vacated the living room for people to arrange the food and drinks.

"There are too many things to do today, so I kept my brothers waiting for a long time." Wang Zimo handed over his hands and apologized, so she would not clearly say that the time was delayed in order to send extra meals for the small prisoner.

Wang Zimo greeted the people in the house one by one. Bao Changde, the third son of the former general judge of Shaoxing Mansion, Wang Chongwen, the second son of the silk and satin rich family of Yangzhou Mansion, and Fan Chengzong, the son of the Jiankang (Jiangling) family, all three were Jiang Shangpei and his close friends. , came and went a lot, Wang Zimo also became a member of this small group.

After they were seated, they toasted each other a few glasses. Seeing that they were very excited, Wang Zimo said after deliberation: "Brothers, we are in trouble here. inappropriate."

"Oh? What do you say, brother?" Bao Changde raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I don't dare to call myself a real man, and my family background can't be compared with my brothers, but I'm just prepared for danger in times of peace." Wang Zimo offered everyone a glass of wine and said: "The golden soldiers have been invading all year round, and it is not easy for our Xingyuan Mansion to defend against the enemy. General Guan can't hold it, I don't know if my brothers have thought about it, how should I deal with myself?"