Chapter 9: The Ubiquitous Tyrant

I have to say that although the work assigned to Zhao Ran is very bad, at least the food in Wuji Courtyard is still very delicious. Zhao Ran followed the two "seniors" to the dining hall to take a look, and his heart was so comfortable!

Hundreds of people sit around a dozen large round tables, each table is a standard four dishes and one soup, dried tofu, cauliflower, green persimmon pepper, pork and green onions, each with a large bowl, and a pot of green vegetable and tofu soup, each person is piled up to the tip of the white rice!

The landlord's family is not such a way to eat!

Zhao Ran was so excited in his heart, it has been almost a year, and this day has finally come to an end. He stared at the bowl of pork and green onions with starry eyes, and he was eager to do it immediately. Fortunately, there is still a self-control in my heart, so I didn't make a fool of myself in public.

With the sound of a dingdong, Zhao Ran immediately picked up the chopsticks and immediately sandwiched them on a piece of oily fat meat. But the mung bean next to him slapped the back of his hand, and the chopsticks that Zhao Ran was holding were hanging and falling.

Zhao Ran was furious, and was about to fire at the mung bean's eyes, but suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong. Looking around, the other nine people on the table were staring straight at him, some disdainful, some disdainful, some gloating, and some reading jokes......

But seeing mung bean's small eyes accompanied by a smiling face, he apologized to a long-bearded red-faced Taoist opposite: "Brother Guan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, haha, this Brother Zhao is new today, and he doesn't understand the rules yet, you have a lot of adults, don't go to your heart." ”

The red-faced Taoist squinted half his eyes and glanced at Zhao Ran, but did not speak, a short Taoist sitting next to him had a red face, and scolded Zhao Ran angrily: "What's the matter? Do you understand the rules?" and shouted at the mung bean little eyes: "He doesn't understand the rules, you still don't understand? Didn't you teach it before you came out? Pay attention next time, don't eat it if you do it again!" After drinking and scolding the mung bean little eyes and Zhao Ran, the short Taoist sneered at the red-faced Taoist and said, "Second brother, I'll give you vegetables." ”

Zhao Ran was confused, shrunk his neck and endured it, only then did he notice that the red-faced "Second Brother Guan" had put an empty bowl in front of him, and the short Taoist was putting vegetables in the empty bowl. Second Brother Guan nodded, the short Taoist would clip more, and the second brother Guan frowned, the short Taoist would clip less, and when it wasn't much, the empty bowl would be full of dishes.

Especially the bowl of pork and green onions, the big slices of meat in it were all sandwiched into the empty bowl of Second Brother Guan, and only a few slices of meat were scattered in the dense green onions, which made Zhao Ran's heart drip blood.

Second Brother Guan snorted heavily in his nose, picked up his chopsticks, and the others at the whole table began to eat. Zhao Ran was taken aback by the formation just now, and he hesitated at this moment, and when his chopsticks reached into the bowl, where was there still half a piece of meat foam?

As a last resort, Zhao Ran took a green onion and put it in his mouth, sucked the residual meat aroma in the green onion roll, looked at the vegetable bowl full of meat slices in front of Second Brother Guan, and didn't know how to greet the other party's ancestors hundreds of times in his heart.

A meal proves that people's class nature is innate, even if they are at the bottom of society, they must be divided into three, six, nine and so on.

Unfortunately, Zhao Ran, who was classified outside the ninth rank, ate a less pleasant meal, and after eating, he semi-actively and half-passively accepted the re-education of mung bean small eyes and triangular head.

Mung Bean Little Eyes is named Jiao Tan, is the home of the local gentry in Guyang County, and the ancestors were the prefect of a certain place in Yunnan, but unfortunately the generation is a little far away. The triangular head is Zhou Huai, the son of Zhou Cangling of Gu Fengcang in Long'an Mansion, but he is a concubine. Both of them were born in wealthy families, and according to Zhao Ran's understanding, they belonged to the typical "second official", and the reason why they came to Wuji Courtyard to serve as a firehouse miscellaneous servant was nothing more than to "conform to the trend".

The Ming Dynasty is a dynasty strongly supported by the Daomen, within the Daming, but if you want to make the family rich and prosperous, you must rely on the Daomen. The real high-ranking and powerful people, the children of their own clans fill positions in the Daomen, and the inferior "small families" rack their brains to get involved with the Daomen.

The latter is the most typical case of Jiao Tan and Zhou Huai, even if they go to work as a handyman in the fire house, they have to stuff people into the door of the house. On the one hand, even if he is a miscellaneous servant of the fire house, he has also been in the Daomen, at least he is familiar with the way, and if there is any accident or disaster at home, there is also a way to go to the Daomen to ask for intercession. At the same time, as a side branch of the children, if you always stay at home, once you can't read the book, the future must be worrying, if you are in the Taoist "gold-plated", you can return to your hometown directly after ten years of good luck, even if you are unlucky, you can also rely on this qualification to stand in the world, and it is much more convenient to do anything.

Jiao Tan and Zhou Huai both entered the Wuji Academy last year, less than a year earlier than Zhao Ran, and they were directly assigned to the sweep according to the rules, and they can be regarded as the same batch of difficult brothers. Newcomers are always willing to hold together, don't look at Jiao Tan's yin and yang weirdness, but it can indeed be called maintenance for Zhao Ran. Jiao Tan said while Zhou Huai added a few words coldly, and Zhao Ran understood the truth of the matter in a blink of an eye.

It's easy to say, this second brother Guan is actually a "little tyrant". The dormitory is the largest of the eight deacon's rooms in Wuji Courtyard, which is in charge of the eating, drinking, and Lazar of the Taoist priests in the whole courtyard, and eight of the 23 positions of "five lords and eighteen heads" are in the dormitory. Zhao Ran's three stewards and Taoists are one of them, and Guan Erge's steward is a clean head.

The two stewards of the Taoist, the net head and the head of the house, are in charge of sprinkling and sweeping, but the head is a little more miserable, and the toilet is swept. Because the nature is the same, the living is all in one place, and the meal is also on the same table. Second Brother Guan is the tyrant of the Wuji Courtyard sweeping industry, with a little bit of the nature of the big brother of the underworld.

Therefore, Second Brother Guan's words, everyone has to listen carefully, Second Brother Guan didn't let everyone eat, everyone has to wait honestly. In addition, during the New Year's holidays, everyone has to pay for it and go to the county town to set up wine and honor the second brother Guan.

Why did everyone listen to him? Zhao Ran asked.

Jiao Tan glanced at Zhao Ran with disdain, can you beat him? Zhao Ran was dumbfounded. Second Brother Guan is a dart master of Fucheng Weiyuan Dart Bureau, and his kung fu in fists and feet is needless to say. Weiyuan Dart Bureau and Xizhenwu Palace have a long contract, each of the designated chief dart head successors, before taking office to go to the Daomen "gilding", if the West Zhenwu Palace feels that the dart master qualifications are acceptable, they will stay directly, if they feel that the dart master qualifications are mediocre, they will go to the Taoist Institute of a county in Long'an Mansion to do three years of firework layman, and then transfer to the square hall to serve. Fang Tang is the force responsible for patrolling in the eight deacon's rooms of the Taoist Academy, and it is only natural for the dart master of the Weiyuan Dart Bureau to serve here. After ten years, he turned the dart game and became the best choice for the head of the dart.

Jiao Tan recounted the origin of the second brother, glanced at Zhao Ran with slanted eyes, and saw that Zhao Ran had no reaction, and couldn't help but be frustrated. The reason why he knows so much is precisely because he suffered a loss when he first came, and he once wanted to use the power of his family to get some gains, but who would have thought that people have such a close relationship with Xizhenwu Palace, much closer than his identity as a "gentleman's family", so he can only swallow his anger for a few months.

Zhao Ran's family background is even more unbearable, and Jiao Tan's thoughts can obviously only be in vain.

Back in the West House, Jiao Tan and Zhou Huai threw off their shoes and climbed onto the bed again, Zhao Ran frowned and was very unaccustomed, he could vaguely smell the smell of the feet of the two, he didn't understand how these two well-educated rich children could be so sloppy, thought about it, turned around and went out, went to the big water tank in the courtyard to carry a bucket of water back. Even if he was a poor peasant's child, Zhao Ran still maintained the habit of washing before going to bed and getting up early, he really couldn't stand the bad habit of those two guys not washing their feet and going to bed - especially this bed has his own share.

What about the children of rich and noble families, why are they so unhygienic?

"Brother Jiao, Brother Zhou, I fetched a bucket of water, washed and then slept?" Zhao Ran seemed to ask, but in fact urged.

Jiao Tan snorted coldly, turned over under the quilt, and ignored him. Zhou Huai's triangular head poked out again, and he said weakly: "Don't bother, rest......"

Zhao Ran had no choice but to wash it himself, and then climbed into bed, also covering his head with the quilt to prevent athlete's foot.

After lying on the bed for a while, Zhao Ran pondered again, what kind of sleep did I sleep with the two of them in broad daylight? So he climbed down again, went outside the house to breathe as usual, walked out along the wall of the small courtyard, and walked along the mountain path.

At this time, the sun sets, and the red glow covers the top of Wuji Mountain, and the scenery is extremely magnificent. Zhao Ran greedily looked at the mountain scenery for a while, and then walked back to the small courtyard. But I saw Second Brother Guan sitting on the stone steps under the house, surrounded by several fireworkers in the clean room, who were laughing loudly.

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