When Bao was holding the fully sharpened double evil sword and walked out of the knife room, Niu Dagang, Chen San and other officials looked at him with strange eyes.

Master Daoji walked into the knife room with a jewel of jewels. When he came out, the solemn monk with a solemn appearance turned into a crazy monk in ragged clothes. Not only did he touch Chen San's face with his salty wet hands, but he also left the fat chicken that Niu Da had just stewed...

What kind of stimulation did Master Daoji suffer?

Who stimulated him?

Looking at the wet mark on Bao Zheng's fair face, and then thinking about the handsome appearance of Monk Daoji with red lips and white teeth, even an open-minded man like Niu Dagang subconsciously shrank his neck, and he felt a little chilled in his heart.

Whether Master Daoji is really crazy or fake, he is also a worshiper of the Immortal Master in the Demon Slaying Room of Kaifeng Prefecture. With this relationship, this kid should look at him differently in the future.

Thinking of this, Niu Dagang walked up and patted Bao Zheng's shoulder affectionately, and said in a kind tone that only his family could: "Good boy, do a pretty job."

Bao Zheng smiled: "I still have to thank Master Zhili for giving him the opportunity..."

Niu Dagang laughed and ordered someone to take over the sharpened sabre and cut the horse: "The opportunity is given to you, and you must be able to do it. You are so happy that you can do it as a master Daoji, and your ability can be seen."

"Old Chen, this kid is a scholar like you. I will leave it to you in the future. Isn't there a vacancy in Dousu House?"

Chen San looked at Bao Zheng with a strange look and said with a smile: "Xiao Bao, congratulations. From today on, you will be the sharpener in the house of our Yi-character group. You will receive a 'guarantee letter' issued by the torture instrument room. You will also get a "guarantee letter" issued by the torture instrument room. You have half a day of free activity every week. As long as you don't escape, you can go to the huge Bianjing City."

"Follow me, from today on, you won't have to live in a single room."

Although it’s a pity that Bao Zheng did everything to make friends with the immortal master, Chen San could still understand his helplessness. The dignified scholar had fallen to this point. What else could he not sacrifice for his life in order to die?

If it weren't for him, he might not be able to do better than Bao Zheng.

How difficult it is to live in the world, the most important thing is to be able to understand each other.

"Well, thank you, Lord Zhili, and Lord Manager."

Bao Zheng was happy, but he felt a little strange. Niu Dagang and Chen San looked at him with something wrong.

......

The welfare benefits of Class B are gratifying.

Except for a shared small garden, the twenty-eight people from the B-class knives each own a single room, all of which are houses with blue bricks and small tiles.

The walls and roofs are covered with tigers, warm in winter and cool in summer.

There are beds and tables in the room, and the furniture should be complete. It is said to be a single room, but in fact there is a kitchen that has been opened separately in the room.

In the past, Bao Zheng liked to make some side dishes that suited his heart when he was free, and this inner kitchen made him a little overjoyed.

"Why, judging from your happy look, can you still know how good you cook?"

Chen San observed it carefully and saw Bao Zheng’s thoughts at a glance. He said with a smile: “You are a knife sharpener in Class B now, and the treatment is not comparable before. If you want to cook by yourself, you can go to the public canteen to receive various ingredients. Ordinary knife sharpener has three meals a day, but you can receive a share of four meals a day, and you can even have a share of late-night snacks.”

"There are such benefits?"

Bao Zheng was slightly surprised, then shook his head and said, "I have eaten food in the public canteen. Not only are there problems with cooking skills, but the ingredients are not fresh enough. Lord Chen, can I not want the ingredients in the public canteen and just give it to me in cash? I want to go out to buy ingredients by myself..."

"You guy is very picky."

Chen San laughed in silence: "If this was heard by the chefs in the public cafeteria, they would probably rush to the door to break your head. Okay, who told you to be the elite sharpener in our Class B? I went to discuss with Niu Zhili, and I would not dare to guarantee whether it was successful."

"But you are just a sharpener in the B-class. Even if you have a guaranteed letter, you only have to go out for half a day a week. Can you still buy enough ingredients for one month?"

Bao Zheng smiled and said, "The mountain man has his own tricks, Lord Chen will know when he is."

"You kid should be careful when speaking in the future. What kind of mountain man can only claim to be a master of immortal masters. You are a small knife sharpener, after all, you are still a death row prisoner. Saying such words is simply seeking death!"

Chen San obviously reminded him kindly, shook his head and said, "In the future, be careful in words and actions. I don't want my subordinates to lose their lives inexplicably. Wait here, I will help you ask Niu Zhili for help."

Bao Zheng suddenly said, "Mr. Chen, there is something I must say, thank you for your care, I, Bao Zheng, will be rewarded in the future."

Chen San stopped and looked at him with a smile and said, "Don't call me Lord Chen in the future. Just call me Brother Chen in private."

How vicious is his old official in the torture instrument room?

A newcomer who became a sharpener in Class B in just one week and even got along with the immortal master. Such a person is definitely worthy of in-depth interaction.

What's more, everyone is a scholar, and they are already sad. If you can help, you will be treated as accumulating good deeds for yourself.

......

No matter where you are, people with ability can always make special.

Chen San quickly brought back the good news. Niu Dagang agreed to Bao Zheng's request and exchanged his meals for three meals a day into cash, totaling 120 cents per month.

According to the exchange ratio of silver and money in the Dagen Dynasty, one qian and two cents of silver are combined.

Chen San deliberately made friends with Bao Zheng and accelerated the processing of the "guarantee letter" for the torture instrument room. With this guarantee, although Bao Zheng was a crime, he could walk around the city of Bianjing. As long as he did not get close to the imperial city and did not escape from the capital.

Don’t underestimate the “leak time” every half a day. There are hundreds of people who sharpen their knives in the torture instrument room. The only ones with this privilege are only thirty-five people in the B and A room.

The next morning, Bao Zheng walked out of the torture instrument room and went out to let go.

The sunny sky is beautiful.

The autumn is clear and the air is refreshing, and the city of Bianjing is full of prosperity and beauty.

The 36th floor headed by Fanlou is said to have famous chefs in their collection, and their skills are definitely a hundred times better than those of the chefs in the torture instrument room. Bao Zhengben had the intention to see the top cooking methods of the Dagen Dynasty. After touching his shy clothes, he could only dispel this unrealistic idea.

Dagenjiaofangsi, Zhiqingxuan, and Ouhualou are the most famous top brothels. It is said that the courtesan sister in the building is not only the best-looking, but also all are talented women who are good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Bao was touching his clothes, thinking that he could most likely be able to be "white puppet" in this world, but now he is just a low-key knife sharpener, and such behavior will inevitably arouse a lot of jealousy, and it will be unbeautiful.

After wandering around in Zhijing Xuan for a few times, he finally walked towards the East City based on the simple picture of Bian Jing given by Chen San.

There are many vegetable markets in Bianjing, including the Nanshi for high-ranking officials and nobles, and you can buy various precious ingredients, as well as the Eastshi for civilians.

There are many self-sellers from the countryside in the East City. They do not have fixed stalls and can only be rushed to the market by sellers and people from the street yamen, so their vegetables are the cheapest.

Bao Zheng walked to a man in Geshi, looked at the black chest hair exposed under his tattered bra, pointed to a car covered with black tart cloth beside him and said, "If there is no problem with my nose, is there pork in the car?"

The big man looked at him vigilantly: "I am delivering goods to people, not setting up a stall illegally."

"Okay, why are you nervous? I'm not from the Street Department."

Bao Zhengliang lowered the torture instrument room's guarantee letter and shook in front of the man's eyes: "Did you see clearly?"

Originally, he didn't expect that the man Ge Shan could really understand the contents of the Bao Book, but he just asked him to glance at the Kaifeng Mansion seal on the letter, but he didn't expect that the man's eyes lit up: "So he is the sharpener in the torture instrument room? This brother is from Class A or Class B. The sharpener in Class C is not qualified to go shopping."

Bao Zheng was stunned: "Yeah, do you know a lot?"

"That's right, you're not the first sharpener to come out to buy meat. There's my old customer in the torture room."

The big meat seller smiled and said, "Our meat is good and the price is fair. I have to give pork to a sharpener in Class A every day. You are also from the torture instrument room. Haven't you heard of this?"

Bao Zhengxin said, I haven’t heard Chen San say this before?

"Don't say it, I really don't know."

"Hey, isn't it just Mr. Bai Yutang of your torture instrument room? He is the first sharpener in Class A. I will send pork every day, indicating that it was Mr. Bai. It is said that this man is picky and likes to cook by himself. He doesn't like to eat food in the public cafeteria..."

Baiyutang, brocade rat?
Chapter completed!