Although Lin Haoran complained a little, he didn't wave his sleeves and left, and he didn't pay too much attention to this food. *With* Dream *Small* Say .lā

The shopkeeper was an honest and honest dwarf, perhaps because he saw Lin Haoran wearing a six-grade official robe, and he enthusiastically wiped the table and chairs on one side again, so he invited them to sit down.

Hu Niu swallowed her saliva and said that the dumplings here were delicious, and then she ordered dumplings, Ali directly asked for a bowl of wonton, Tie Zhu asked for buns and clear soup, and Lin Haoran smelled the fragrant pork porridge and asked for a bowl.

Things were delivered one after another, and the portions were very large.

Because the porridge was hot, Lin Haoran seemed not in a hurry, and looked up at the street in a leisurely manner. Looking at the cart pulling melons and fruits, and seeing the chaifu carrying dry firewood, I suddenly had the illusion of returning to western Guangdong.

Although this straw hut is very simple, and you can even smell the smell of horses passing by, this porridge is very fragrant, and it really has a special flavor here.

Sometimes I have to admit that the girl Tiger Girl is very good at finding a place to let him feel a different eating atmosphere.

When the four of them were enjoying breakfast, a middle-aged man wearing a seven-grade official uniform sat down at the other end of the table, followed the shopkeeper's familiar appearance, and said loudly: "Shopkeeper Chen, the old rules!" ”

"Great!" The short shopkeeper answered, and he got busy.

This official looks like he is in his forties, with dark skin, a thin figure, a resolute face, bright eyes, a neatly combed short beard, and a very official authority.

After sitting down, he discovered Lin Haoran's existence, and looked at Lin Haoran a few times in surprise, as if he was also surprised that Lin Haoran would eat in this kind of grass shed. But immediately turned his face away, as if he didn't mean to get acquainted with Lin Haoran.

Lin Haoran actually wanted to say hello, but when he saw the other party's actions and guessed the other party's intentions, he silently continued to enjoy the pork porridge.

The tiger girl was eating dumplings with relish, her white forehead was oozing beads of sweat, she first glanced at the official in surprise, and then put a dumpling into Lin Haoran's bowl.

She likes the dumplings here, in addition to the delicious dumplings here, the prices here are very affordable, more than twice as cheap as those restaurants.

The shopkeeper sent a piece of chrome cake, and the official tore it with his hand and sent it to his mouth, and after eating a few times, he would pick up a chopstick pickle and send it to his mouth, and the beard squirmed up and down, and he ate with relish.

Lin Haoran observed intentionally or unintentionally, thinking that this person's side dishes were not delivered, but soon found out that he had guessed wrong. This official only ordered a chrome cake, and eating in this kind of straw hut is still the minimum consumption, which makes people feel incredible.

After eating half of the chrome cake, he wrapped it in a cloth towel, opened the burden he was carrying, and said aloud to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper Li, let's settle all the previous accounts!" ”

"Lord Lei, have you made a fortune?" The shopkeeper wiped the water on his hands and came over with a smile and asked.

"! Net a bunch of maggots, one is more incompetent than the other! As if he had been poked in the sore spot, the thin official immediately scolded.

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, and finally smiled at the official: "Lord Lei, didn't we say yes?" When you send a fortune, let's settle it again! ”

"If I don't tie up with you today, you'll find me in Guangdong tomorrow!" The official said coldly.

"Originally, Lord Lei was going to be released, congratulations to ......" Shopkeeper Chen originally wanted to say something flattering, but looking at the other party's face and demeanor, he just stopped talking.

After settling the account, the official picked up his baggage and strode out.

The shopkeeper watched the official leave, but he was secretly sad, and felt that the court had lost another good official.

Lin Haoran saw all this, and shook his head helplessly.

In fact, there were many officials in the Ming Dynasty who were as incorruptible as Hai Rui, but they seemed to be tormented by the bad finances of the Ming Dynasty, and they even had to pay credit with a vendor and eat the cheapest things.

Not long after the official left, Lin Haoran also settled the account.

He separated from the intersection of West Chang'an Avenue, and the girl Hu Niu wanted to go to the Guozijian Carving Workshop to help him supervise the work, and she still retained a strong interest in the equipment of the Guozijian Carving Workshop.

The first thing Lin Haoran wanted to go to today was not Xiyuan, nor Hanlin Courtyard, but the household department of Dongjiang Rice Lane. Unlike the last time he served as Si Naorou, this time he was promoted, so he needed to change the file.

In ancient times, the higher the yamen, the more difficult it was to enter.

The county government is the seventh grade, and the government government is the fifth grade, and these yamen are high to the common people. And the six departments belong to the second-grade yamen, and in the eyes of ordinary officials, they are also high.

Among the six departments, the official department is the most difficult to enter. They are in charge of the promotion of officials in the world, and every day there are officials or people who come to visit them, and a large group of officials often gather in front of the door.

Although it was still early in the morning, many officials had already gathered here, waiting to be heard.

In front of the yamen of the Ministry of Officials, there is a pergola, tables and chairs, and a scribe is in charge of collecting fees here.

Lin Haoran has been to the ministry a few times, so he knows this rule here. It's just a little different today, where the thin official who had eaten breakfast together is arguing with the clerk who charges a fee, and the argument is still raging.

It's just that he has never been a nosy person, so he immediately asked Tie Zhu to deliver the post, and as soon as he walked to the pergola, he unexpectedly saw Gao Gong and greeted: "I've seen Master Gao!" ”

Gao Gong's gaze is also complicated, he has survived all the way from Shu Jishi, and this is only then that he has become a bachelor from the fifth grade, but the young man in front of him is already a Hanlin attendant.

However, he will be a Hanlin attendant from the fifth grade today, and he is also in a very good mood, so he immediately invited Lin Haoran to sit down.

The battle over there suddenly heated up, but I saw the official shouting and accused: "You are lying to the ghost!" This money has not entered the household department at all, it is clear that you maggots are filling your pockets, and Lao Tzu will not give money, what's the matter? ”

The scribe was also accustomed to seeing all kinds of officials, and he was less afraid of officials, not to mention the little seven-grade official in front of him, so he immediately scolded a few words in Hunan language.

The official was immediately furious, kicked the scribe's crotch, only to hear a strange cry, the scribe covered his crotch, and the whole person knelt on the ground like a shrimp.

The official was still not angry, grabbed the scribe's hair, raised his hand and slapped the scribe fiercely, and said angrily: "I let you scold my mother, I let you scold, I let you scold!" ”

The official was very lean, but full of strength, and the scribe's head was scattered, and his mouth was covered with blood, and he was embarrassed.

"Bold! Stop it! ”

When the officers and soldiers of Shuntianfu heard the movement, they hurried over, pointed at the official and shouted loudly.