Unlimited job transfers starting from permanent worker

Chapter 38

Yang Liang squatted under the window, biting a chicken leg in his mouth, chewing it carefully with his lips and teeth.

At the same time, he eavesdropped on the conversation in the room.

After starting the deputy job of thief, I also awakened a certain hobby, stealing steamed buns, chicken legs and people, and now I started eavesdropping again.

After listening for a while, he found out that the middle-aged man in official clothes was named Zhang Huan, and he was the head catcher of the county government. He came to Niujia Village this time to deal with the bandit Qiao Mao.

Yang Liang felt bored and was about to leave when a voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"It's been a long time since a bandit was caught in Min'an County. The Third Young Master's capture of the bandit this time can be said to be a great achievement. County Magistrate Wang was very happy to hear this. He has prepared an official document and wants to ask for credit from above."

Niu Benzai's voice followed closely: "Third brother, this is Zhang Captou's promotion of you. Why don't you propose a toast to him? In the future, when you get to the county government, you will have to rely on Zhang Captou to take care of you."

"Sigh... I can't say taking care of you. The young man has a bright future, so he still has to look after me."

Yang Liang was moved, quietly raised his head, and looked inside through the gap in the window.

Niu Benfu bit a piece of fat meat in his mouth and said vaguely: "The bandit was caught by the long-term worker. This matter will not be revealed in the future, right?"

"How much weight can a mere long-term worker have? It doesn't matter even if his secret is revealed." Niu Bencai said confidently: "I have already arranged it in the county. Using this matter, you can first earn some reputation and get a job in the county government. , wait until you are older, and then find a way to transfer to the garrison camp."

Zhang Captou took a sip of wine and said, "The eldest son has arranged this path for you with good intentions. You have such a brother, even I would envy you."

"In a few days, Magistrate Wang will personally bring people over to take away the bandits. Third brother, you must not let it slip by then." Niu Bencai said: "As for the long-term worker, find an errand to send him away. Just a few days.”

Yang Liang squatted in the corner, the chicken drumstick in his mouth had become tasteless, and there was only anger in his chest, rising up.

He left quietly and walked along the fence. When he returned to the hay house, he was still angry.

Originally, Li Juhong proposed to give the Niu family a sum of money, and Yang Liang felt a little sorry. After all, he was still a person with a bottom line.

Only now do I realize that in a world without a bottom line, sticking to the bottom line is downright stupid.

steal?
Haven't the Niu family been stealing from themselves, stealing their own food, stealing their own strength, stealing their own time, and now they are stealing what they do.

In this case, why can't I steal them?

If he wanted to be with Li Juhong, he would have to leave Niujia Village.

He didn't have the psychological burden of leaving his hometown, but if he wanted to elope with Li Juhong, finding a sum of money was a top priority.

After all, Yang Liang has been a man for two generations and has a strong psychological endurance. Although he is a little angry in his heart, he also knows that this kind of thing has happened before, happens now, and will happen again in the future.

In fact, I can't blame the Niu family, I can only blame myself for being of low status.

Catching the bandits and keeping them in Niu's house is a big deal, but keeping them in the hands of a long-term worker is only worth a tael of silver.

Yang Liang was thinking about something else.

This is a world with strict rules, and I will encounter things like this again in the future.

Facing the intertwined forces and intricate relationships, can I really open up a new world by relying solely on the job transfer system in my hand?

Yang Liang opened the system panel and stopped in front of a profession.

Bandit: 99 destiny coins.

Since it doesn't work to follow other people's rules, it's better to step out of the framework, establish a new world, break the rules, and penetrate the whole world.

……

Night, in the cellar.

Qiao Mao saw Wang Hong descending on the ladder. He raised his head and said expectantly: "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."

Seeing him like this, Wang Hong suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart and realized the importance of choosing a partner. "People from the county are going to take you away. It is said that they will beat gongs and drums and parade you through the streets."

Qiao Mao's expression changed and he hurriedly said: "Boss, you have to think of a way to release me as soon as possible?"

"How is your back injury getting better?"

"It's barely enough. You can climb over the wall and leave."

"Then you just have to endure it for a few more days. I already have a plan in mind."

Wang Hongdao: "After my observation over the past few days, the Niu family has been frugal and their accumulation over the years is definitely not a small sum. This is a fat sheep. If we can knock it off, we can eat and drink without worries in the next few years?" "

"How to knock?" Qiao Mao's eyes immediately lit up when he heard the silver.

"Everything of the Niu family is decided by the wife. If we can kidnap her, the Niu family will be in chaos. Trying to extract a sum of money is like picking something out of a bag."

"It's a good idea, and it just brings out the bad breath in my heart." Qiao Mao's eyes became a little fierce. He suddenly remembered something and said: "But the Niu family has many houses and tall walls. If we want to abduct people out, I'm afraid... Isn’t it easy?”

"Of course I have thought of everything you can think of." A faint smile appeared on Wang Hong's face and he said: "Why should we take people out and hide them directly in the courtyard?"

Qiao Mao's eyes widened, and after a while he couldn't help but admire: "It's so high!"

Wang Hong stepped on the ladder and left the cellar. The breeze outside made him feel refreshed.

He somewhat admired his own intelligence. Deception was a superb art. If he could come up with some clever plan, it would be more satisfying than spending a night with an oiran in the biggest brothel.

He clasped his hands behind his back and left the courtyard leisurely.

At this time, there was a burst of painful crying in the courtyard, accompanied by the sound of whips being slapped on the body.

"You bitch, if you can't give birth to a son, I will beat you to death."

Niu Bencai's voice was threatening: "Cry, you think I'm not embarrassed enough."

Wang Hong listened for a while, shook his head, and left quietly.

He does not live in the Niu family compound, but a residence has been arranged for him outside the compound.

When he left, the Niu family compound was quiet, except for the occasional rustling sound.

The landowner's mother-in-law took out the money box and counted the coins under the lamp, with an obsessed smile on her face.

She counted on her fingers, if Lao San succeeded in taking this step, how far the Niu family would develop in the future and how much land they could save.

In Niu Dewang's study, the lights were still on at this moment.

He was sitting at the desk, holding an ancient book in his hand and reciting the content:

"Love to observe is not understanding. Being able to observe or not to observe is called understanding."

He closed the book again:
"Have a good look..."

Niu Dewang opened the book, memorized it silently, and recited it again:

"Can detect..."

Close it, open it, open it and close it again, and so on. In addition to the sound of turning books, there is the sound of stumbling endorsements.

The landowner's mother-in-law's voice came from a distance: "Should I sleep or not? I can almost recite it."

"What do you know?" Niu Dewang's face turned red: "Things about scholars..."

(End of this chapter)