brother is right

Chapter 214 Price
"Excuse me, ma'am."

In the city, Song Yin was also holding a booklet at this time, and after recording it in detail, he said to the old man in the house and walked outside.

"Brother, is this area complete?"

Bell, who was following behind, tilted his head and asked, "What's the use of registering?"

At this time, Song Yin didn't wear the Taoist robe with the fairy style, the white jade keel crown became a simple bunting ring, the outer cloak became an ordinary cloak, and the inner Taoist robe became the most ordinary. Dress like a farmer.

It looked like an ordinary farmer.

"Of course it works."

Song Yin flipped through the pamphlet and said, "When we enter the master's room, we naturally have to find out the detailed dynamics of the people in the city, every household, every person, what age, what occupation, how old are they, and how the family is formed. Once you understand it clearly, it will be easier to rule here, and how to better protect the common people in the city.”

Just as he was talking, he stopped suddenly, and said to the old man who was passing by holding a candied haws skewer, "Excuse me, a candied haws."

"okay."

The old man took a candied haws and handed it to Song Yin, "Five Wen."

Song Yin, who was about to withdraw the money, froze, "Wuwen?"

He looked at the old man and said, "I've been here before."

"It used to be free, but now it's five cents."

The old man shook his head and smiled wryly: "This customer, business is difficult. Many people have come here, and the price of food has risen. I am a small business, and I can't survive without raising the price."

"understood."

Song Yin took out five copper coins for him, and handed the candied haws to Bell.

"Thank you, brother."

Ling Dang happily took a bite, her eyes were almost cracked with laughter.

After the old man took the money, he thanked him and continued walking forward with candied haws on his shoulders, shouting.

"Food prices are rising."

Song Yin watched his leaving back, and closed the booklet in his hand, showing a thoughtful look.

……

A few days later, the prefect's mansion came down the steps.

Zhang Feixuan, who had finally collected his regional household registration, held a few booklets in his hand, and climbed the steps on the other side, while listening to Wang Qizheng on the side.

"Mother, what's going on with the price recently."

Wang Qizheng also held the brochure in his hand. All the disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect had the same task, which was to carry out household registration searches.

The energy of a Qi refiner is naturally much higher than that of ordinary people, and it will be enough after a few days.

"What, what are you doing?" Zhang Feixuan asked.

"Didn't I call off work yesterday? I was going to go to a restaurant to have a meal. At that time, I met a few juniors, so I decided to let me be the host. I thought I would have a meal, no matter how big my appetite is, two taels of silver would be enough. As a result, they charged me five taels!"

Wang Qizheng said angrily: "Five taels! If I have never eaten at someone else's house, this is an ordinary restaurant with no delicacies, why should I ask for five taels!"

"You didn't give it?"

"That doesn't exist, how can we not give money, this is our territory."

"That's right, our land boundary, so we don't give money." Zhang Feixuan said.

How much money will the disciples of Jinxianmen give you for eating a few dishes!

"If you are capable, you will not be paid, but I will."

Wang Qizheng rolled his eyes, "Five taels, I took them out!"

They check the household registration outside, and they also get salaries!

Even if you don't check, you still have a salary.

When the Golden Immortal Sect became the master, the senior brother gave them a sum of money for daily use first, and also paid them a salary every month. In his words, there was a clear distinction between public and private. normal.

After all, they all have to live. This is not on the mountain. Apart from food and drink, there is no daily expenses. It's a good place to be in the world. They can't just let them eat and practice every day on Fulongguan.

"Food prices? Others don't seem to have risen much, and they have fallen."

Zhang Feixuan pointed to the jade pendant on his waist, "I actually got a good thing, a rich family who fled from a disaster, and it was cheap, so I took it off."

Unlike Wang Qizheng's delicious food, Zhang Feixuan likes some luxury items, and the ones he bought are cheap recently.

While talking, the two walked up the steps and entered the prefect's mansion.

"Yo, everyone is here."

In the lobby at this time, many disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect had already gathered, all of them had finished counting the area they were in charge of early in the morning and came here early in the morning to wait.

In addition, there are Su Yougen and Zuo Yizhi, as well as
"who are you?"

Except for those juniors in the lobby, everyone was familiar with them, but this time, there was a new face.

"Let me introduce, these two are the second and third immortals of Jinxianmen, and there are four other immortals."

Su Yougen was introducing, but found a human figure suddenly raised on the ground, it was Gao Sishu.

"This is Yao Ningqing. He is very powerful and has formulated many strategies. We all think what he said makes sense." Su Yougen pointed at the stranger with unusually bright eyes.

The person named Yao Ningqing was standing straight at this time, and he didn't bend down when he saw these 'immortals', but just arched his hands and said: "I am Yao Ningqing, I have seen you all."

"Yao Ningqing?"

Zhang Feixuan was taken aback, "I seem to have heard of this name somewhere?"

"Have you heard?"

Wang Qizheng was also taken aback, looked this person up and down, "It's just a mortal."

Not just mortals, but scum.

Although it is not obvious at present, the perfect person and the dregs can still be distinguished.

No matter how much senior brother's elixir can save people, it can't turn people's dregs into perfect people, it just eliminates the side effects of those sects absorbing them.

"It's a mere name, it's not worth mentioning, and it's not worth letting the immortals remember."

Yao Ningqing smiled slightly, but he bit the word 'immortal' very hard.

Zhang Feixuan: "..."

Others didn't notice it, but he always felt that this man's speech was a little mocking.

And he must have heard of this person's name.

Zhang Feixuan looked at this person carefully, and found that this person was a bit older, he looked about 30 years old, he was very thin, with a vicissitudes on his face, he always felt that he was not at this age, he was older, but there was a clear light in his eyes , I think this person should be this age.

"The third child." Zhang Feixuan said, "Look at his bone age."

"Ok?"

Wang Qizheng glanced at Yao Ningqing, and suddenly his eyes widened, "Oh, I can't tell, you guy, you are over 40, and you are only in your early thirties."

pampered person
Ordinary people age very quickly, in their 50s they can look like they are in their 40s, and in their [-]s they are like someone in their fifties or sixties, but those who are pampered and well-maintained can look younger.

As for this name, Zhang Feixuan is sure that he must have heard of it, but he is not a disciple of the sect, but just a mortal.

strangeness.
Where have you heard it?

"It's all here."

Suddenly, there was a sound outside the lobby.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Song Yin appeared at the door with a bell, and strode in.

"See Senior Brother!"

"See the Grand Master!"

A group of people bowed their hands and said in unison.

"no."

Song Yin waved his hand and walked straight in. Su Yougen quickly followed behind, let Song Yin sit in the main seat, and stood beside him.

"Is the household registration investigation finished? Turn it in." Song Yin said, looking at the people in the hall.

Today is the day that Song Yin decided to turn over his household registration.

During this period of time, they visited the whole city and investigated all the mortals in the city, including those who fled.

(End of this chapter)