After exile, I counterattacked with the farm space

Chapter 110

But right now, Wang Gang and his group have lost their household registrations. If they were to be investigated, one could be convicted of dereliction of duty. Unfortunately, seeing how Zhang Daming looks like, they probably won't be pursued...

"Don't think so much, eat first, you are not hungry, our group of brothers are still hungry..."

The yamen servants pushed everyone past a restaurant, turned around and entered the lobby, yelling with their mouths open.

Everyone in the exile team looked at each other in blank dismay. When the wind blows their bags, only a little volume is left with them. According to what the yamen servant said just now, it still needs money to apply for household registration, which is the time to spend money.

"Xiao Er, one roast chicken, three steamed buns..."

"Guest officer, the roast chicken is gone..."

The yamen servant yelled as soon as he entered the store, but the waiter in the store looked embarrassed, and stood in the direction of the counter without moving. He was humiliated under the eyes of everyone, and the yamen servant's face suddenly became ugly.

But the slap in the face was that the shop waiter said that the roast chicken was gone, and the cook came out with the freshly baked roast chicken, and the atmosphere was stiff for a moment.

"What's the matter, don't give me face? Or are you afraid that my brothers won't be able to pay the money? I will settle the previous owed money in one go today, and see how stingy you are!"

With a gloomy face, the yamen servant slapped the broken silver that Cheng Weiyao had just given on the counter, and stretched out his hand to pick up the roast chicken in the hands of the back chef.

"Master, it's not that the young one doesn't give it to you. It's what the county magistrate wants. The young one really doesn't dare to give it. The chicken is gone, and the back kitchen has other food. How about waiting for the young one to serve the county magistrate's dishes... ..."

The back kitchen guarded the roast chicken and retreated to the stairs, with a trembling expression on his face. He could still tell which one was bigger, the yamen servant or the county magistrate.

The difficulty lies in the fact that county magistrates are rare, but yamen servants can wander the streets every day, and if they say something wrong, they may be taken care of more...

"Xiaoer, have the ears of your back kitchen blown away by the autumn wind? I said that I want to see the roast chicken..."

Zhang Daming's light voice came from the box on the second floor, and the servants consciously lost the momentum of shouting and drinking like the eggplants beaten by Shuang.

The back chef breathed a sigh of relief, apologized several times and then went upstairs to deliver the food, while Cheng Weiyao took the initiative to stand up.

"If the poor men don't dislike it, why don't I do it?"

Cheng Weiyao just asked tentatively. First, he could sell a good one to the yamen servants. He was unfamiliar with the place, so that he could meet him in the future. Second, he had nothing at hand to cover for QQ Farm. It is suspicious to find out the ingredients.

The yamen servants still liked Cheng Weiyao's winking exiles, and the waiter was overjoyed to lead Cheng Weiyao to the back kitchen. On the way, he didn't forget to mention a few dishes that the yamen servants like to eat on weekdays.

Cheng Weiyao had just entered the back kitchen when Wen Chengyun suddenly heard a familiar bird song, and his eyes looked around the restaurant.

"Brother, why don't I call my sister-in-law back? She is also kind, our current situation..."

Seeing Wen Chengyun's expression changed, Wen Liyu thought that he was dissatisfied with Cheng Weiyao's familiar behavior in public, so she immediately leaned over and whispered good things.

Although I disdain to curry favor with officials, yamen servants and others, but growing up in such a deceitful environment like the palace, I still know what my sister-in-law is up to.

"Ayu is overthinking, you take your mother and Chengming, and find a place to sit down first."

Wen Chengyun withdrew his scattered eyes, the bird song was the signal of the Jinwu Guard belonging to Qingping Palace.

It's just that the Jinwu Guards who had been scattered in the frontier as a hidden line early, in order not to leak the secrets, even if they were in charge, they didn't know anything about their appearance and voice.

"It's weird, where is the bird singing? Forget it, who is it, you belong to your family, so I will reluctantly allow you to find a table to sit down..."

The waiter in the shop turned from the back kitchen to the front hall with a puzzled expression on his face. Seeing that Wen Liyu and the others had found a table to sit down, he frowned dissatisfiedly, but thinking about Cheng Weiyao's rescue behavior just now, it was fine.

Seeing that people's attention had been drawn, Wen Chengyun had no choice but to wait for the meal to start.

At this time, in the back kitchen, Cheng Weiyao looked at the octopus spitting bubbles in the bucket, her eyes glowed, and the waiter in the shop introduced that this was a new ingredient recently, and the cook was still figuring out how to do it.

"Let's have a seafood set meal, but we still have noodles..."

Cheng Weiyao walked around the ingredients. It is indeed one of the best restaurants in the town. The back kitchen has a good reserve of ingredients. She has a feeling of returning to her precious modern kitchen.

When the three selected dishes appeared, the other diners in the restaurant were all attracted by the aroma, and all stretched their necks to look at the delicious food on the table of the yamen servant.

The yamen servants regained their lost face in this envious look, and their attitude towards Cheng Weiyao became much more warm to the naked eye.

"Little sister, listen to a piece of advice, you are outsiders, the most urgent thing to do is to get your household registration first, those who don't have household registration are called untouchables..."

The yamen servant was eating food comfortably, with a little wine, looking at the old and the young in Qingping Palace, he kindly reminded him a few words.

If someone takes advantage of a grown man and two beautiful female relatives, one can imagine the consequences...

"Let's take my brother as an example. There are two types of Yamen servants, Minzhuang and Kuding. Minzhuang and Kuding belong to the good people; Zao, Kuai, and Zhuo belong to the untouchables. The latter are restricted even in scientific examinations. You can't take the imperial examinations, and you're not allowed to be an official..."

Perhaps it was because of his drunkenness. Speaking of this, the yamen servant's tone was a bit embarrassing. Don't look at usually showing off his power in front of ordinary people, but after all, he was just an errand runner in the yamen. For the county magistrate, his status was even more humble.

Because the salary is low, it is better for more smart people like Cheng Weiyao to take the initiative to pay some protection fees, so as to save them from being forced to take the road of rampaging and blackmailing the people from time to time...

"Brother, let's find out how much money it will cost, I have an idea..."

Cheng Weiyao pursed her lips. According to the officials, in this era, untouchables without household registration are equivalent to goods and livestock, which can be bought, sold and transferred at will.

After thinking about it, she decided to finalize the household registration first, and only hoped that the local government office would not be a lion.

"Well, it varies from person to person. There are poor and rich ways of living. If you want to settle in a city, you need 200 taels of silver. If you want to settle in a small town, you need 100 taels of silver. It is cheaper in the village, 5 taels of silver. silver……"

The yamen servant touched his chin with a smile. Although he looked a little downcast, the clothes that this group of people who entered the town today are all very good, so they shouldn't be short of the money, right?

(End of this chapter)