Chapter 2, Curry is light, and there is no
The wooden door creaked open from the outside, and a person walked in.
This man's eyebrows are delicate, there is a slight pain in the corners of his eyes, and he is covered in a green coat on his body, and the robe is obviously a little big, empty and empty on his body, making him more and more thin.
Zhuo Qiuyan saw that it was him, and showed a dignified and polite expression:
"Uncle Xiao, it's a lot of trouble to call you here so late. ”
Situ Yuntian is the youngest junior brother of his master, and he looks like a melancholy young man, but his actual age is more than twice as old as him, and he has always been in charge of the general affairs in the door.
"The head of the house is serious, the head of the house invited me here for the things mentioned by the fourth senior brother at today's ceremony?"
After the man who has always been thoughtful in doing things bowed to Zhuo Qiuyan, he paused after a few simple sentences, causing Zhuo Qiuyan to roll his eyelids silently in his heart, obviously having a handsome face as much as he wants, what kind of old-fashioned and old-fashioned pretending to be, and making a bitter and hateful look to show him?
Isn't it just trying to attract the eyes of those senior sisters and sisters in the door?
Secretly sneering, Zhuo Qiuyan looked at other people's handsome faces, and was actually very angry.
But no matter what the person in front of him said, he was his elder, in order to look good, Zhuo Qiuyan always maintained a humble look and nodded:
"I don't know if what the fourth uncle said today is true. ”
Situ Yuntian raised his eyes slightly, and his face was difficult, making him look more and more bitter.
Looking at his expression, Zhuo Qiuyan already had a bottom in his heart, and it was estimated that the words of the fourth uncle were not false, so he said seriously:
"Yu Gong is now in charge of the head token, and Uncle Yu is my elder, so if you have anything to say, please ask Uncle Yu to say it directly, don't scruple. ”
Hearing him say this, Situ didn't have anything else to think about, and told the new head about the actual situation in the door:
"It's true that there have been no monthly cases in the door for more than three months, and it's ......"
Because this fact was embarrassing, he stopped halfway through speaking, and his expression was even more embarrassed.
Zhuo Qiuyan secretly scolded him in his heart for doing things slowly.
They all said that they were going to solve the problem, but they were still here and blushing, and they didn't dare to say it all, not like a man at all.
But he still tried his best to be patient and patiently comforted:
"Uncle Shi, but it doesn't hurt. ”
Situ Yuntian was simple-hearted, of course he didn't know how Zhuo Qiuyan slandered him in his heart, so he gritted his teeth and poured out all the things:
"There are still ten days before it is time to issue a monthly case, but now we have a serious deficit in the warehouse, and we don't even have a spirit stone!"
When Zhuo Qiuyan heard this, he was secretly taken aback, how could he be so poor that he didn't have a single spirit stone?!
What have you old guys done before!
I actually spent all the spirit stones!
Desperately suppressing the curse in his heart, Zhuo Qiuyan's face became only a little light, and he asked in a deep voice:
"I think my Qingshan Sect's thousand-year-old foundation, how can it be so bleak?!"
Before he took over as the head of the house, he knew that their Qingshan faction was poor, but he really didn't expect that they would be so poor that they couldn't afford to eat.
After thinking about it, the head of the door took over the ceremony in an embarrassing and shabby manner, and he could make a blush and thick neck for a fruit, and he couldn't make sure that the door was really more depressed than he thought.
Otherwise, how could Situ Yuntian, who was in charge of the money in front of him, tell him that he couldn't even send out the monthly bill for next month!
It seems that he is really poor......
Full of hope, he wanted to hear Situ Yuntian say something negative, but Situ Yuntian shook his head with a serious face, which was considered to be a reply to his question, and then continued:
"If you don't want to find a way, let alone the monthly case, next month's pill spirit grass money will be a problem. ”
Only then did Zhuo Qiuyan realize the seriousness of the problem.
After thinking about it for a while, he forcibly suppressed the overturning of the river and the sea in his heart at this time, stood up with a straight face, and planned to go to the big warehouse to take a look in person.
Situ Yuntian also knew that his master Qianjizi suddenly left his mind and left in a hurry, and he didn't explain the things in the door to him, Zhuo Qiuyan had only been in office for half a day, and he didn't know the inside story, so it was normal for him to go to the big library to see what was going on.
So he lowered his head and walked in front of Zhuo Qiuyan, leading him to look at the big library.
But although Zhuo Qiuyan was not obvious on his face, he walked quickly under his feet, which somewhat leaked his bottom, making people aware of his anxiety.
It didn't take long for him to overtake Situ Yuntian and walk to the front.
Fortunately, Situ Yuntian was not an eventful person, and after being silently stunned for a while, he followed him one step shorter, and only when they reached the door of the big warehouse did the two of them stop.
Zhuo Qiuyan took out half of the brand from his sleeve, and Situ Yuntian stepped forward and took out his half of it.
The two pieces of jade jue were put together, and they were put into the recess of the gate, only to hear a click, and the heavy stone door slowly opened by itself.
Without waiting for the stone door to open, Zhuo Qiuyan dodged in and rushed in.
In the snap of a finger, the oil lamps in the large warehouse were lit up in unison, illuminating the entire large warehouse as if it were day.
After Zhuo Qiuyan looked at it carefully with his eyes, he wanted to die at that time.