Chapter 167: Almsgiving

Just one point, if someone dares to deceive, they will be found out by Wen Ji's inspection, but there is no good fruit to eat! I am the most good-natured person, you can be ambitious, you can have actions, but you can only put it on the bright side and use performance appraisal to speak. How big a head wears a hat, beware of being greedy and chewing too much, you know all my means. "Wen Wan is still the same unhurried and idle style.

The shopkeepers standing respectfully at the table stood on end, and cold sweat was dripping. Wen Ji patrols no one knows his appearance and whereabouts, and every year from time to time, his identity is uncertain, and he secretly inspects a large shop industry, and Wen Ji has countless shopkeepers planted in the hands of these people. However, so far, all the shopkeepers have used all means to find out how many people Wen Ji has inspected, let alone find out their identities.

And the master's methods have of course been very clear in the past few years, such as which of them, the first-class shopkeeper who has been promoted, is not rampant and empty-eyed? Who is the treasurer of the state capital at the bottom who is not left to come and go as soon as they call?

But if there is a shopkeeper who can't figure out and makes a mistake, the master will not scold, just take the shopkeeper and his family to the government to sit and say hello and dredge, and the shopkeeper's family will never think of going out of prison for the rest of their lives! You must know that in the place where the sun does not see the light of day, the female dependents will not survive.

Therefore, if the shopkeeper at the bottom wants to come up and call for wind and rain, in addition to performance appraisal, there is another way to find out the mistakes of the shopkeeper above. The shopkeeper above wants to be rich and prosperous for ten thousand years, in addition to being able to be surpassed by one level of ability, he can't make mistakes and make some slight mistakes.

"Master, this hiring matter?" The one who asked this was the big shopkeeper of Longfeng Zhai, fat and big-eared, with a simple face, and he was the best at growing hair. All the guests who enter Longfeng Zhai have not left without paying money.

"I know that Longfeng Zhai can't satisfy your appetite, I will only distribute the principal, and the rest of you will rely on your ability. I only look at the results, not the process. Wen Wan looked at this honest-looking big fat man, and her heart was relieved.

However, if she has to do everything personally and take precautions everywhere, many things will not be done. As long as she can afford to rub their butts, the tricks between them are just brothers, brothers.

The shopkeeper of Longfeng Zhai smiled a little happily, who doesn't like the master who has delegated power? As the master said, how big a hat do they want to wear, they cross the sea as the eight immortals, each showing their magical powers, and each relying on their abilities. As for himself, he can't further sit on the top three directors of Wen Kee, so let's look at this time!

As soon as the shopkeepers left, Wen Wan saw that the house was being decorated in a mess, and Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Song were too busy to see anyone, so she took a carriage to give alms outside the city on a whim. Who is the richest man in the world, philanthropist!

Escorted by part-time bodyguards, Wen Wan quickly traveled lightly and quickly pulled ten carriages full of rice and noodles to the "battlefield" - the gate of Qingliangmen in Nanjing.

She walked out of the car with the little maid's hand, and did not forget to turn around and smile gracefully at the green little maid, and the beauty lowered her eyes shyly. As everyone knows, the national first-class protected small animal cloak that she will put on her shoulders, the hairpin full of seven or eight textures of gold, and the gold, silver and jade bracelet that hangs all over her wrist really make the little girl dizzy.

She really couldn't understand how the mistress had changed so much in one day, becoming golden and shining, like a moving mountain of gold? However, it's pretty good!

Wen Wan didn't know what was in her belly, she only looked up at the sun half-covered by two thin clouds, neither hot nor cold, it was really a good weather for an upstart like her to go out and bask in the sun! Look, even God gave her face.

"Let's get started! Put up a sign for me! Wen Wan waved a sandalwood fan and chose a feng shui treasure to sit down and drink tea, and the obedient little maid gave her a back and pinched her shoulders, and there was a wooden sign next to it that read the good man Shi Mi.

Next to her was the hard-working Song Yunzhi who set up a table, resisted rice bags, and poured rice into the rice hub, but when everything was ready, no one came to receive rice in the Xiliangmen area, which is known as the poorest place in the capital.

Obviously, there are many people coming and going at the gate of the city, and there are countless people in tattered clothes. Gentle and bored to drive away a few buzzing flies, frowning and pondering: Is it necessary to give alms in advance or advertise?

At last a thin and dirty little boy stood in front of Wen Wan with a broken bowl, he was so hungry that his grandmother was still lying on the bed waiting for him to beg for food, but today he begged all day but could not get even a rotten vegetable leaf. Thinking of this, his eyes were full of tears and wiped them away: No, you can't cry, he is a man and the root of the Zhang family.

As long as the golden sister in front of her can give him a little rice, she can beat him if she wants to, and he has not been beaten. The dog snatched food from its mouth, and he did it. However, why did he hand the bowl for so long, and this sister just didn't give him the rice? Could it be that the old man at the city gate lied to him, and this sister with shiny hair, shiny eyes, and shiny clothes was not Shi Mi?

"Gollum" hungry little belly began to protest, his stomach was already cramping with hunger, and he had not eaten for three days. Why don't you try your luck somewhere else? The little boy pouted, trying not to cry, he really wanted some rice for his grandmother to make porridge to eat.

"Why are you looking at me so directly?" Wen Wan was stared at by the bright eyes.

The child was stunned and wanted to look at her without crying: "You can do well, give me some rice, right?" ”

Wen Wan pointed to a table full of rice not far away: "What's that?" ”

The little boy turned his head and looked over, aggrieved: "Mi..... Dendrobium. ”

Wen Wan nodded, and her voice was faint: "Am I sitting here to hinder you from scooping rice?" ”

Song Yunzhi doesn't stand there? Does she still have to do it herself? Philanthropists turned out to be so troublesome!

The little boy suddenly realized, and hurriedly rushed over to pick up the wooden scoop for self-sufficiency, and the broken bowl in his hand was full, and he took off his clothes and wrapped a full bag and ran home cautiously: now it's okay, grandmother can drink porridge, and he can eat enough!

A few probes who were watching probed their brains to describe the withered man, and seeing that it was really a kind-hearted person who gave rice and grain, he hesitated and went to Song Yunzhi's place in groups of three or five: "Big ...... Uncle, give ...... Give ......"

Song Yunzhi hugged his chest with a sword, and raised his chin coolly: "Do it yourself." ”

Several men who were watching glanced at each other, and when they saw Song Yunzhi retreating, they hesitated and scooped a large scoop of rice into their clothes. Wen Wan, who was not far away, enjoyed the moderate strength of the horse and killed the chicken, and was drowsy: "If I were you, I would directly resist a bag of rice, after all, the opportunity must not be lost and will not come again." ”

Those men looked at her in surprise, their faces were shocked, how could it be possible to resist leaving? I've never seen a giver who let people carry rice home.

Wen Wan frowned, took the peeled orange and stuffed it into her mouth: "Cut, no courage!" ”

Hundreds of bags of rice and grain don't let them resist, she gives them one scoop at a time, and gives them to the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse? Fame is such a thing, just get by on face!

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