Lu Mi Cang was in Nancheng, and it didn't take long for Qing'er and them to arrive at the warehouse.

It is rare for the people in the warehouse to see a big official of this level, and when they heard that they were sent by Dali Temple to investigate the case, they were even more frightened and shrank back, lowering their heads and not daring to say anything.

Si Quan led the two to the living room, and Mao Leshan resumed his true appearance as a turtle with a shrunken head at this time, sitting firmly on the side, only caring about drinking tea.

As a little newcomer who "assists in handling cases", he doesn't take the lead, Qing'er can only be anxious on the sidelines, if such a great opportunity is wasted, he will really regret it!

The key is that if Liu Yi hasn't had time to do anything now, but as soon as they walk on the front foot, the back foot will have to change a lot, and they won't be able to find anything out if they come again!

Mao Leshan kept chatting and didn't mention half of the business.

Qing'er waited for a long time, and she didn't care about what was the etiquette and which was the rule, so she bluntly asked Si Quan to take the account books and check them.

Si Quan responded and took out the white grain account book, and ordered someone to open the granary, and asked the two to conduct random inspections.

Qing'er had the account book, and she thought she could take Liu Yi as a person, but when she entered the warehouse, she was dumbfounded. The warehouse was full of grain, and she was blind and completely confused.

She couldn't even tell the difference between rice and wheat, let alone japonica rice and glutinous rice!

In a hurry, Qing'er casually inquired about a few people who were working in the warehouse, hoping to find out what was coming out of their mouths, but these people were not used to seeing big scenes, and they were so frightened that they couldn't even say a word.

Qing'er was anxious and angry, and looked at Mao Leshan for help, but found that he was gone.

She pretended to be calm. I sifted the warehouse with my eyes, only to find that Mao Leshan, an old urchin, was actually playing with rice grains in front of a rice warehouse.

Qing'er was angry when she saw it. When is it, this benevolent brother still has such elegance!

This case is his Mao Leshan's, she is just assisting from the side, if the case can't be solved, he can't eat and walk around!

Qing'er was angry, but she complained more about herself in her heart.

These days, she puts all her energy on fooling Mao Leshan to come to the household department. But he didn't do any homework about the warehouse, which is the root cause of the blindness now!

She should find someone who knows the warehouse in advance to understand the situation carefully, or remind Mao Leshan to bring his subordinates who know the warehouse before this trip. This time she wasted a great opportunity, and she was responsible.

Qing'er sighed secretly, took the account book and asked some questions in a fake way, trying to hear some clues from the other party's answers as much as possible.

Si Quantui said that he didn't know anything about Caoyun. All questions were answered by Zhang Guang alone. Zhang Guang's position is low. But people are extremely exquisite, and their replies are forever nonsense, but they have no nutrition.

Qing'er listened to it for a long time, and knew that there was no word out of this kid's mouth, so she had to check it hastily, and she came in vain but didn't get anything.

In the carriage on the return trip, Qing'er deliberately sighed loudly, but Mao Leshan was silent.

Return to Dali Temple. Qing'er didn't have the heart to pay attention to that wretch anymore, and went back to the room with a huff.

Young. Mao Leshan pushed the door in with a smile, and asked calmly: "What, the little guy is angry?" Haha, you have to be calm to do things, look at this! ”

Mao Leshan said, took out a small handful of rice from his sleeve and spread it in front of Qing'er.

Qing'er couldn't help but be stunned when she saw it, and stammered: "You, you stole white grain from the warehouse?" This...... What a sin! How can you ...... If you commit it knowingly, the sin will be added to the first degree! ”

Mao Leshan laughed when he heard this, pulled the rice grain in his hand with his fingers and said, "This is indeed what I brought out of the Lu Rice Warehouse, but I didn't commit a crime, because this is not white grain at all!" ”

"What?!" Qing'er's eyes lit up, and she grabbed Mao Leshan and said excitedly, "You mean ......?"

"Oops...... Ah, let go, it hurts, it hurts...... Yo, it hurts! ”

In a series of screams from Mao Leshan, Qing'er suddenly let go of her hands and kept making apologies.

Mao Leshan threw the rice on the table, rubbing his arms, and complained softly:

"You kid, you have so much energy, don't you have the energy to do it? Oops...... Really, look, it's all green! ”

He stretched out his arm to show Qing'er, and sure enough, there were a few faint bruises on his wrinkled arm.

Qing'er glanced at it embarrassedly, thinking that this old guy's meat was so tender, but he was a little excited, and he actually saw Qing!

In desperation, Qing'er thought of Mao Leshan's good tea, and hurriedly turned around to make tea for him, using the good tea that Tang Jie had sent before.

First, she has heavy hands, pinched people, and used good tea to apologize. The most important thing is that this old boy said that the rice in the warehouse is not white grain, so isn't this case solved?

It seems that the old boy is a little level, Liu Yi is going to be unlucky this time!

Qing'er happily held a cup of fragrant tea and smiled and apologized to Mao Leshan again.

As soon as the teacup lid was lifted, Mao Leshan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, glanced at Qing'er meaningfully, and said with a smile for a while:

"I already knew that you had the background of King Liang, and you were the champion of the prince...... Good friend, but I didn't expect you to have a deep friendship with Otsuka Zai. ”

"Huh?"

Mao Leshan was surprised when he saw Qing'er, took a sip of fragrant tea, and pretended not to care and said:

"This is Otsuka Zai's favorite Dongting Lake Laojun Mei, this is a hot thing that is not easy to deal with! Hey, our old man's favorite drink, I don't want you to have it here, I'll come here more often in the future. It's just a pity that you send people with such a superlative! ”

Qing'er sighed and grinned: "I don't drink tea at all, where do I know these doorways!" If you don't say it, I don't know it's a good thing! If you like it, just take it! ”

After that, Qing'er really turned around and gave a whole pack of Lao Junmei to Mao Leshan.

"How embarrassing! Hehe......"

Mao Leshan held the bag of Lao Jun and sniffed it for a long time, and said with a smile: "Then I will be gracious!" Hehe, don't think I'm greedy, it's really too difficult to do this. ”

Mao Leshan said as he hurriedly put the tea leaves into his sleeve, as if he was afraid that Qing'er would regret it.

After putting away the tea, Mao Leshan picked up the teacup again, and suddenly asked seriously: "You checked for a long time just now, and now I will test you, how much white grain is there in the warehouse?" ”

"6,000 stones of japonica rice, 8,000 stones of glutinous rice!"

"Oh, does the grain match the books?"

Qing'er was puzzled: "Yes, yes, but...... Didn't you just say that it wasn't white grain at all? ”

"Not in the first place!" Mao Leshan took a sip of tea, pursed his lips and said, "Seeing that you are so well-behaved, I will teach you." What do you think is the difference in the rice on this table? ”

Qing'er lay in front of the table and looked at it carefully for a long time, and hesitated: "Could it be that this is rice, not japonica rice?" (To be continued......)