Different from other towns, the huge Changyang City has three official offices in total, in addition to the general office in the north, which are divided into three directions: east, west and south.
With the people, Xu Mu is going to the official square in the east this round.
Those on duty are still old officials. I don't know how many years of achievements I have accumulated before I have the qualifications to sit upright at the front of the official hall.
"Is there a dental license plate and notarization of employment?"
Compared with the old officials in other towns, this person from Changyang Dongfang has a much higher official authority. He wears brand-new official uniforms and his tone is slightly drawl.
"Master, don't be anxious. There is one more thing. I came from the street earlier and picked up a bag of silver. I didn't dare to keep it privately, so I handed it over to the official."
Xu Mu gave a faint smile, took out a bag of silver from his arms, and pushed it in front of the old official.
The old official coughed twice and nodded with a smile.
"Then I'll record it first. In the capital of the Great Ji Kingdom, I really don't pick up things on the road."
Xu Mu echoed lightly.
Knocking on gold bricks will definitely be useful. The Epoch Dynasty is rotten to the core. Xu Mu doesn't expect to hit the jackpot. Here he meets a man with two sleeves.
"Write down all your names. If you can't read, my little boss can do it for you."
More than a dozen villagers turned their heads in surprise and announced their names one by one. In the past, even if they passed the official residence, they would have to walk a few steps quickly before they dared to come in and register.
"Master Tie, what's your name?"
Chen Jiuzhou turned around and spoke softly.
Among this group of people, the one he cared about most was the old blacksmith from the village.
"Chen Blacksmith."
Master Tie clasped his hands behind his back and said three words slowly.
Xu Mu was a little speechless. How could there be such a name in the world? He had to stuff some more broken silver and talk to the old official to write the name on it.
"The little boss, the dental plaques and the notarization of the employees are all here." After getting the money, the old officials in the official office began to speak more politely without realizing it.
"That's easy to say."
Xu Mu breathed a sigh of relief. This time he came to Changyang and finally got things done. These villagers will be his villagers from now on.
"My little boss, I still have a piece of calligraphy and painting here that I collected from Li Yazi earlier. When my little boss rarely comes to Changyang, he sells it at a low price."
Li Yazi was the most famous painter in the Daji Dynasty.
After frowning slightly, Xu Mu turned around again, smiled and took out fifty taels of silver to buy this so-called famous painting.
"Haha, the little boss really knows his stuff."
Xu Mu said goodbye calmly, and as soon as he left the official residence, he tore the calligraphy and painting into pieces.
"Brother Mu, why did you tear it up again? This, these fifty taels!"
"It's not worth half the money."
"Si Hu, open your mouth."
"Brother Mu, there are still ink stains on this, I can't eat it."
Xu Mu walked a few more steps in silence and threw the torn calligraphy and painting into the river.
Even at noon, the bustling streets showed no sign of fading away.
"Sanfu, take the people to find an inn nearby. I'll come back to find you."
"My boss...where are you going?"
Not only Sanfu, but also more than ten villagers suddenly became nervous, fearing that Xu Mu would never come back. After all, such a good owner is rare anymore.
"Looking for an old friend, I'll be back later."
After some consolation, Xu Mu left a bag of money. Then, with the anxious Si Hu, he followed the address left by Zhou Fu and walked forward steadily.
…
Along the vertical street, we turned a few more streets, and the bustling atmosphere still lingered, as if it was following us everywhere.
"Brother Mu, Fugui Restaurant? Is this it?"
Xu Mu raised his head and looked at a small restaurant in front of him. It was very ordinary in repair. There was no makeup on the exterior walls, and the stone skin was simply exposed. Next to the main entrance of the restaurant is the open-air horse gallery, and occasionally the smell of sand and dust hits the nostrils.
This style is quite a bit borderline reckless.
"Lao Zhou is a wonderful man." Xu Mu smiled.
Due to such an eclectic layout, the restaurant's dining tables were already full of people in the early afternoon.
"Dong Xu's family?" A young boy who happened to come out couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Xu Mu.
"I remember you, following Shopkeeper Zhou, to a round of Tangjiang."
The waiter in the lobby smiled shyly and ran back to the restaurant quickly. After a while, Zhou Fu moved his pot-bellied body, took three steps at a time, and walked out in a hurry.
Before the two said hello, they gave each other a bear hug.
We live and die together at the border, and what we have forged is a friendship of blood and sword.
"I've always thought about Master Xu coming to find me, and today I finally got what I wanted. Damn it, a certain family is being pretentious. I just met them not long ago." Zhou Fu's voice was slightly crying.
No one knows better than him how difficult it is for Xu Mu to go from the border to the inner city these days.
"Shopkeeper Zhou, we are an old friend, why should we do this?"
"Yes, Lao Zhou, Brother Mu and I are here to see you today. We want to eat mutton soup!"
"Don't talk about mutton soup. Even if you want to eat the deer in the imperial garden, I can make it! Come on, follow me into the restaurant!"
Zhou Fu was so happy that he spread his fat hands on both sides, holding Xu Mu with one hand and Si Hu with the other, and entered the restaurant.
"Second horse, clear the wing! If you are not convinced, tell me that this meal will be invited by a certain family."
The boy in the hall nodded and ran to the second floor. Not long after, several wealthy gentlemen came out in low spirits. Walking down the stairs, I didn't forget to thank Zhou Fu.
"See if there are any lambs. If not, go to the market immediately and buy two."
"When cooking, remember to add more spicy food. Damn it, these inner-city people are so polite. Not to mention drinking, they show their teeth when drinking spicy soup. They are not like the heroes from my border who drink directly from the altar of cattle. "
Xu Mu was a little funny. Not only him, it seemed that Zhou Zun was not used to going from the border to the inner city.
"Master Xu, take a seat."
Xu Mu thanked him and sat down together with Si Hu who couldn't wait.
"Master Xu, if you enter Changyang this time, there must be something going on."
"There are some."
Xu Mu had no intention of hiding it. It was related to the private liquor business, not to mention that Zhou Zun's help was needed.
Unlike Chang Shiro, the relationship between him and Zhou Fu can be regarded as a relatively pure friendship. There is nothing wrong with you helping me and me helping you. But if he opens his mouth to Tsuneshiro, he will probably owe another favor.
"Yong Fang Chuan, let the oirans sing your drinking poems?" Zhou Fu was a little stunned. This kind of thing seemed to be unheard of.
The oirans on the boats are hired to warm the house, not to read poems.
Fortunately, he has become accustomed to Xu Mu's thinking. Such heroes cannot be measured by ordinary ideas.
"Although Fangzhou is not an official business, there are people behind it." Zhou Fu's voice became slightly deeper.
In this huge world, businesses that can make money must be dominated by someone, and there may even be the shadow of officials.
For example, if you create a private liquor store, you can make the four major households go crazy.
"It doesn't hurt to give me more money." Xu Mu said softly.
"It's different. After all, Master Xu is an outsider. If he wants to beg for food in Changyang, he needs someone to be a guarantee." Zhou Fu said in a somewhat depressed tone, "I definitely want to be a guarantee, but a certain family is also an outsider like Master Xu. And previously, The one I know is not a pedestrian over there.”
Xu Mu nodded.
He knew that what Zhou Fu said was not wrong. Changyang is prosperous, but God knows how many bullshit things will happen behind the scenes.
"Don't worry, Master Xu. I will go to a certain family tomorrow to inquire about it."
"Easy to say."
…
Also in Fugui Restaurant, another wing on the inside.
A young man in white clothes smiled slightly while drinking Zui Tianxian.
"I dare to ask, Jun Moxiao, who is lying drunk on the battlefield, how many times have he fought in ancient times?"
The seven or eight guards around him couldn't understand these sophisticated words, so they all shook their heads silently.
"Master is worried about the border issues again. Don't worry, Master, I have millions of soldiers, so I will have nothing to worry about."
The young master closed his eyes.
"When we were in Yongguan, we talked like this. When we were in Wangzhou, we talked like this. When it was Hezhou's turn, we talked like this."
"This huge dynasty is full of dog-slaughters who can be seen!"
