After sending Tao Shisan out, Zhao Chang Long sat back on the bed and counted how many treasures he still had.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves could be heard from outside the courtyard.
What's the matter now?
"The posthouse official is back!" A coachman shouted at the entrance of the courtyard.
Zhao Changlong walked out of the house and happened to see three people and three horses from Shuozhou.
The posthouse official dismounted, patted the dust off his horse, threw the reins to his subordinates, and strode into the house.
"Zhao Chang Long, when I wasn't around, I heard that you were capable? Amazing!"
The cousin of the post station official followed behind. It seemed that he had gone out early to welcome them and told the post station official about the situation in the post station these days.
Although the post station official said that he was powerful, he had a fake smile on his face.
Zhao Changlong's relationship with the posthouse official was not good at all. Looking at his appearance, he could only pretend to reply with a few words of luck and bow to him as usual.
Seeing that Zhao Changlong did not want to say anything more, the post station official did not move his face closer. He looked at the situation in the room and grinned slightly, exhaling from his nostrils.
He probably saw that Zhao Changlong's bunk had been separated into a separate room. Before this, only the post officers had a separate room in the entire station, which was right next to the document room.
The posthouse official didn't say anything else because the fragrance of rice had already drifted over from the backyard.
"It's alright. At least we made it in time for dinner."
The posthouse official was surrounded by a circle of people close to him, repeatedly bowing and greeting him.
Fifteen minutes later, dinner was served in the kitchen. As the current boss of the courier station, the official naturally sat in the upper position.
After a while, the sound of eating could be heard in the room.
Perhaps it was because of the hard journey, a full bowl of corn rice was finished in no time. Naturally, there were subordinates who went to add more for the post station officials.
Not bad, the kitchen was very attentive today. The post officer felt that the four or five bowls of dishes on the table in front of him, a few meat dishes, a vegetable dish, and a plate of salted vegetables that went well with rice, all tasted good. The corn rice was very dry and full.
However…
Looking at the few subordinates at the dining table, other than coming back with him, why did the others look so listless?
He looked at the table next door. It was a subordinate who was closer to him. Although it was not as sumptuous as his table, there were fewer meat dishes and the amount was a little different, there was still meat and a big pot of soup.
It was obvious that he didn't have the usual wheezing and wheezing when he was eating.
The posthouse official looked at the rice bowl handed over by his subordinate in confusion. That's right, it's real corn rice.
What's wrong? Wasn't it fragrant?
"What's wrong? Why are you so listless when you're eating?"
"What? No, no."
His subordinates sped up their eating.
Too much! It was obvious that it was fake!
The official shook his head and said nothing more.
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After dinner, the posthouse official called his cousin to his room.
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the official asked," Why did you all look so listless during dinner?”
The younger cousin looked at the posthouse official carefully." This, there is still a reason for this.”
"Is there a reason?" The posthouse official felt that his cousin's expression was a little strange." What other reason could there be for a meal? I think today's food is quite good.”
"That depends on what it is compared to." His cousin lowered his voice.
"Compared to what? Did you guys eat too much these days?”
The posthouse official thought about it. That was impossible. There were only three melons and two dates in the posthouse. Not to mention eating big fish and meat, eating meat dishes every day could bankrupt the posthouse.
The younger cousin looked at the post station official again, but still stuttered out the words.
"Yesterday, Zhao Changlong brought some beef noodles from the immortal family.”
"Beef noodles?"
With a bang, he punched the table, causing the teapot on the table to jump. The official stood up and waved his hand in the air. He then slowed down and clenched his fist tightly.
In this era, cattle could not be slaughtered casually. Even if the cattle were old, could not move, or died from accidental injuries, they had to be reported to the authorities before they could be dealt with. If Zhao Changlong really had secretly slaughtered the cattle, the post station officials would only need to find a witness and report him to the government.
The younger cousin knew that the post officer had misunderstood and quickly said," It's beef-flavored noodles. There's no beef!"”
"No beef?" The posthouse official sat down slowly." Hidden? He secretly ate the beef?"
"No, I don't think so. No one saw the beef.”
"Then what's going on? Tell me in detail."
His cousin quickly told him about the beef-flavored immortal fried wavy noodles from yesterday in detail, swallowing his saliva as he spoke.
"You said that there's no beef in the broth, but there's a beef smell?”
"Exactly. There's a lot of oil in the soup, and the taste is especially fragrant. There's chopped green onions and something red like diced radish, but I only smell beef, not a single bit of beef. By the way, after the oil was left in the bowl and cooled down, it was different from pork fat and did not look as white.”
Although his cousin usually didn't eat much meat, he was still very clear about the kind of pork fat that he rarely encountered.
No beef?
The posthouse official's focus was not on the oil, but he was a little disappointed that he had lost the opportunity to frame them.
"What did Zhao Chang Long say?"
"He said that this is the noodles of an immortal. The shape is different and it's curly.”
The posthouse official didn't believe in what the immortals said. With Zhao Changlong's appearance, how could he be the eldest disciple of an immortal?
Go!
However, he couldn't resist the coachman's letter from the courier station. Didn't he see that his cousin's eyes were flickering with the brilliance of metaphysics?
As long as he had a relationship with an immortal, it would be troublesome if the post station official wanted to deal with Zhao Chang Long again.
What a headache!
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(90-degree bow)
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