"One meal, two hundred silver dollars, good intentions are rewarded!" The seventh-grade official took a few steps forward and whispered, "But as a human being, you don't expect anything in return for doing good deeds, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The man at the showcase suddenly remembered what his wife had just said, and nodded in agreement.

"So! Keep your mouth shut when you get benefits!" The seventh-grade official became stern and fierce again, "Don't go yelling all over the world! In the capital's territory, there are many people talking, and good things have changed. I understand.

?”

"The villain understands!"

Why didn’t the shopkeeper understand that the matter of collecting money was over?

Don't talk about it all day long, as if you are kind to someone noble.

"Yeah!" The officer's expression softened again, "There's one more thing!"

"You say!"

"Seeing that you know how to measure, I can give you this benefit. If you don't know how to measure, I won't give you this benefit!" The seventh-grade official smiled again, "This place is close to the front door. There are a hundred people outside the front door.

From now on, the food management of the Duochengmen Army will be left to your family!"

"This..." Suddenly, the shopkeeper was overjoyed.

In the future, his teahouse will be responsible for providing two meals a day for more than a hundred people. What a huge investment this is!

This is an inexhaustible cornucopia!

Food is not only rice, but also herbal tea in summer and hot drinks in winter...

The City Gate Army has more money than the Patrol Army and the Soldiers and Horses Division. It is in charge of the capital's city gates, inspecting goods coming and going, and collecting taxes!

These uncles have money in their own hands and are never stingy about food and drink!

In addition to the set meals, a variety of braised pork delicacies and snacks....

The display cabinet can already be predicted. As long as there are no mistakes in the future, in three to five years, his tea house will become a big restaurant...

"Who is the second son?" Suddenly, the seventh-grade official asked again.

"Hmm...?" The shopkeeper was stunned again, and then quickly dragged Er Zi over, "Him!"

The seventh-grade official looked at the embarrassed Erzi up and down, and suddenly grinned, "Well, he is really an honest boy!" He said, looking into Erzi's eyes, "These eyes look honest and honest!"

Then, he sighed again and said with a smile, "Foolish people are blessed!"

Before the people around him could understand what he meant, they saw a servant behind the seventh-grade official smiling and taking out two sets of cyan clothes from a box and placing a brass waistband in front of the second son.

"Tomorrow, report to Guanglu Temple!" The seventh-grade official said, "These two sets of clothes are for the upper office. You should also prepare some changes in private! From now on, I will live at the Warehousing Department for you.

Three rooms have been arranged!”

"Official Zhang Fei, when you arrive at the gate of Guanglu Temple, tell me that I asked you to come! Remember, wear official uniform! You must bring your waistband and your household registration certificate. There are many procedures tomorrow.

Gotta do it!”

Erzi was stunned, as if he was stupid.

"Remember, come here tomorrow morning!" the seventh-grade officer again asked, "put on your shoes and hats, and come neatly!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The shopkeeper and his son stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. You looked at me and I looked at you. They were stunned, didn't speak, and didn't react.

The shopkeeper's wife, on the other hand, slowly came over and glanced at the blue official palace with some fear.

Then he picked up the brass waistband and asked, "What does it say on it?"

Only then did the shopkeeper come back to his senses and looked down at the badge, "Guanglu Temple Warehousing Department Bingzikuo Manager..."

"Looking at the warehouse?" the mother-in-law asked in confusion.

"Long hair makes short sight!" the shopkeeper suddenly yelled, "Open your dog eyes and look, you are in the ninth rank! In the ninth rank, the second son is now an official!"

"How big is Zhengjiupin?"

"The inspector is also at the ninth level. He is in charge of the archers and swordsmen and axemen of a county. How old do you think they are?" The shopkeeper said, suddenly feeling hot on his hands, and quickly handed the badge to the second son.

He backed away with some fear, looked at his nephew, and didn't know why he spoke.
Chapter completed!