Chapter 297: Crispy Roasted Pork Belly (9)
In the place where the market is one acre and three points of land, Feng Tongdang's city order quickly found out who the path was.
The city commander who was brought over by the messenger looked worried, and when he arrived in front of Lin Fei, Liu Yuan and others, he gave a salute in a panic.
"Small...... The little one has seen a few adults......"
Lin Fei and the others looked back at the past, and glanced up and down at this market order that was half white and not a small age. He speaks a very authentic Chang'an official dialect, and his appearance is also a typical Guanzhong person's appearance, from the habit of showing his hands, he seems to be an "old Chang'an", not from a foreign country to beg for a living.
In fact, the messenger walked aside and briefly explained the situation of the old city order: "I have checked it, and I haven't found anything wrong so far, it is a city order whose family has some doors here in the market, and his position in the city order is also considered 'ancestor'." Because he is an 'old Chang'an', his family has a house and two shops, and the big part of the residence is saved, plus the rent of the shop subsidizes the family, so he does not have to worry about food and clothing. The errand of the city order is not much effort compared to the errand of the side, and the vendors in the market are in charge. For such a person who has no ambition and no pressure to eat and live, although the money for this errand is not much, it is not much, and it is very suitable. ”
When Lin Fei heard this, he nodded, and asked, "Feng Tong whom he recommended?" ”
The messenger said "um" and said, "I have asked, he has no friendship with Feng Tong himself, and he has never met him before." The reason why Feng Tong is recommended is because...... Because the internal affairs yamen is there...... The people there mentioned Feng Tong, whom he recommended. ”
When the words "Internal Affairs Yamen" were spoken, the errand officer obviously increased his tone, and looked at Lin Fei and the others' faces changing slightly, but they were not surprised.
In the first time, King Yu, who was one of the Goguryeo envoys, first controlled the internal affairs yamen through the chief steward of the internal affairs yamen. Since King Yu fell from the horse, the chief steward was also implicated and dismissed, and the internal affairs yamen has been fighting infighting since he heard about it, and the trouble is inseparable.
Of course, because the internal affairs yamen had little to do with their Dali Temple, they didn't care about the internal fighting, let alone thought that not long after the Goguryeo envoys had passed, the internal affairs yamen would be mixed with the new eucalyptus again.
Lin Fei turned his head, looked at the old city order with a worried face, and didn't ask the errand officer again, but asked him directly: "Who mentioned you?" ”
Lao Shiling hurriedly said: "It's the Mao steward of the internal affairs yamen." Saying that, without waiting for Lin Fei and the others to ask, he hurriedly explained, "Last month, there was a market order from another country in our market that couldn't bear the expenses of a family in Chang'an, and I was afraid that I couldn't afford to buy a house in Chang'an. ”
The city makes this errand easy, but not everyone can live on easy errands, how can a house in Chang'an be so easy to buy? Timely stop loss is also a way out! Thinking like this, the old city order shook his head: The city order is enough for a daily meal and clothing, if he is not the "old Chang'an" whose ancestors are all locals of Chang'an, and he has accumulated some family business, he would not dare to rely on the errand of "city order" to support his family.
"Steward Mao knew that we had a vacancy here, so he called me over, Dao Feng is also a distant nephew of his, I heard that we have vacant seats here, and it is a waste to have empty seats on the left and right, and asked me what I think." When the old city order said this, he smiled bitterly and said to Lin Fei, "My lord, I can't hide it, the errand of this city order is quite robbed by us and other 'old Chang'an'!" As long as you know that this son is vacant, there are many people who want it, and the small one will not choose Feng Tong who you don't know for the sake of money. But after all, Steward Mao is a person from the internal affairs yamen, and he often comes to the market every day to instruct us to plan the market or something, and we don't dare to offend him, so I gave the seat to Feng Tong. ”
As for the fact that Feng Tong is the distant nephew of the Mao Steward......
Lao Shiling said frankly: "The two of them are not like each other at all, then Feng Tong's appearance is that he lives by strength, but the thin skin and tender meat raised by the Mao steward do not look like people all the way at all." And although the position of the Mao steward is not big, the oil and water are enough, I really have to mention it to the distant nephew in advance, why wait until now? ”
It's just that although he understands that this is just Mao's rhetoric, he shouldn't ask, and the old city order doesn't dare to ask more.
The market is not big, although they are all small people, and there are few nobles, but the water in it is very deep.
When Lin Fei heard this, he turned to the errand officer on the side.
The officer nodded, indicating that after verification, there was nothing wrong with what the old city order said.
Lin Fei said "um", and asked the officer again: "What about the steward surnamed Mao?" ”
The messenger said, "I've already let people call!" ”
As soon as the words fell, I saw a few errand officers hurrying here from not far away, and these were the colleagues who had gone to the internal affairs yamen to summon the Mao steward. Right now, seeing these people coming, their faces were ugly, and a bad feeling arose, and they had more contact with eucalyptus on a daily basis, and they always practiced a little "intuition". ”
Several errand officers nodded, walked to the front in three steps and two steps, slightly raised their hands and called a few "Lin Shaoqing", "Liu Sicheng", "Bai Sicheng" and then spoke: "The surname Mao was found hanging at home, last night I listened to the family invited the next day to eat the morning food, in the morning the next person made the morning food to call him, pushed the door in and saw the surname Mao with a white silk hanging, when we passed, the family was in a mess, and was about to report to the official." ”
Only then did I find out the Mao steward, and the Mao steward died, and the death was so strange, there was no problem before there was a ghost!
"Most of this surnamed Mao is a substitute for the dead," Liu Yuan couldn't help but say when he heard this, "There are people behind him." ”
As for who else is behind this hairy steward, I will check this hairy steward.
So...... I need to go to Steward Mao's house.
Liu Yuan looked up at the sky: It's his own time, and there is still an hour before he can eat lunch.
No wonder...... Touching his stomach, Liu Yuanxin said: No wonder the stomach is half empty, it's time to make room for the next lunch.
I don't know what Master Wen will do for lunch today.
……
"Ahh Wen Mingtang, who was nagged by Liu Yuan, walked to the side and sneezed.
Hearing this sneeze, Tang Yuan hurriedly said, "Master Wen, but he was busy with this crispy pork belly yesterday and got cold?" ”
Approaching the end of the year, the weather is getting colder and colder, and it is a torment to crawl out of the warm quilt in the morning, and I can't wait to shrink in the quilt and not come out.
Wen Mingtang shook his head and said, "I only sneezed, I guess someone is talking about me!" With that, he washed his hands again, returned to the stage, and continued to prepare the dishes.