The rise of the poor

Chapter 2007 Cheating to eat and drink
Facing the fat monk's face full of doubts and his extremely strong desire for knowledge, Zhu Pingan smiled slightly, walked up to the fat monk, and in the fat monk's expectant eyes, he said two words lightly, "Guess."

The fat monk originally thought that Zhu Ping'an came to reveal the answer. Zhu Ping'an came towards him, smiled at him, and then spoke. However, he never expected that what came out of his mouth was "Guess". He was so shocked that he almost burst into anger.

"I guess you..."

Before the fat monk could finish his curse, he was hit in the face by a rifle butt from a soldier beside him, knocking out two of his teeth.

"It's a good idea to knock out these teeth, so that he won't bite his teeth and commit suicide." Mr. Li said, touching his chin.

It seems that my old father-in-law is very good at torture? Zhu Ping'an looked at the rich man Li with a little doubt.

Although modern science has proven that biting the tongue will not cause suicide, and the tongue only has capillaries and a few arteries and veins, and very few nerves. Only the root of the tongue that the teeth cannot reach has arteries. Biting the tongue will neither cause bleeding to death nor death from pain, and it will not even cause shock. It will only affect speech. However, at this time, ordinary people would not think of preventing prisoners from biting their tongues to commit suicide.

"I served in the Jinyiwei for a period of time, so I know some common sense about torture. It's reasonable, right?" The rich man Li noticed Zhu Ping'an's puzzled look, puffed out his big belly, and said nonchalantly.

"Reasonable, reasonable..." Zhu Ping'an nodded repeatedly.

Then, Zhu Ping'an ordered, "Put him in jail, treat him well, pry open his mouth, and interrogate him carefully to find out who he is, where he comes from, who is the mastermind behind the assassination, why he assassinated me, whether he has accomplices, the strength of the forces behind him, etc. The more details the better."

"Don't worry, sir. We have a coroner in the prison. His torture techniques are second to none in Zhejiang. He is proficient in all eighteen tortures. It's hard to die in his hands. Even the Jinyiwei and the East Factory have sent people to learn from him. They handed the skills to the coroner to make sure the assassin confesses all his ancestors."

The local officer said with confidence.

"Very good, then leave it to the coroner. Tell the coroner that if you can pry open the assassin's mouth, I will reward you handsomely."

Zhu Pingan nodded.

So, a group of people took the fat monk, scolded him and pushed him to the prison of the governor's office.

The arrest of the fat monk caused a lot of commotion. As soon as the fat monk was arrested, the news reached the kitchen.

"We caught him, we caught him. An assassin disguised himself as a wandering monk. He wanted to get close to you and assassinate you under the pretext of celebrating the birthday of the young master and the young lady. But who is our master? He is the reincarnation of a god from heaven. He has a pair of flaming eyes and saw through the assassin's disguise in one go. He tricked him into the study, sent soldiers to surround the study, and captured him alive in one go..."

The old woman who was picking vegetables in the kitchen gossiped to the young girls and wives in the kitchen as she picked vegetables.

"This assassin is so bold that he dared to come to our governor's office to assassinate you. Isn't this just walking into a trap?"

"If you ask me, this assassin is either too bold or too stupid. He is just too stupid to do such a stupid thing."

"He is not only stupid, but also extremely bad. He has sores on his head and pus on his feet. Our Lord is a very good person. He loves the people and can fight against Japanese pirates. He is the father and mother of the people. If he assassinates the Lord, it is like assassinating our parents. He will be struck by lightning."

The young girls and wives in the kitchen were busy with their work while gossiping.

"My hand was sprained yesterday and I couldn't move the knife. Aunt Li went to the market to buy fresh abalone. Who of you should kill the old hen? I'm going to make old hen soup for the young lady today to nourish her body." The old woman asked the young girls and wives.

"I don't dare use the knife." The young girls and wives all shook their heads.

"You are so useless. How hard is it to kill a chicken? If my hands were not twisted, you wouldn't be needed." The old woman glared at them.

"I'll do it, I'll do it. I'm the one who kills the chickens during the New Year in my family. I'll make sure they're killed well and the blood is drained."

A little girl who was cleaning outside the door raised her hand and volunteered.

"You, just sweep your floor. You are a newly hired third-class maid. The higher-ups have told us that only the elders in the mansion and second-class maids and above can enter the kitchen, touch food, and serve the master. You are not qualified."

When the old woman heard someone volunteering, she couldn't help but be delighted. However, when she saw that the little girl who raised her hand was wearing the lowest-grade blue clothes, and thought of the repeated instructions from her superiors, she shook her head and refused without hesitation.

The little girl outside the door was shocked.

"Okay, Juan'er, don't dream about it. We can't enter the kitchen. Hurry up and sweep the floor. When you stay in the mansion for two years, you will be eligible to be promoted to a second-class maid. Then you can use your connections to get into the kitchen."

The other maids who were cleaning the courtyard urged.

"oh oh."

Juan'er nodded disappointedly and continued sweeping the floor.

"Auntie Liu, have you prepared Auntie Hua'er's appetizers? Don't forget, there's also a pot of the best daughter's red wine."

Just as Juan'er was sweeping the floor in disappointment, she heard a slightly hoarse female voice coming from the yard, and then saw a figure walking into the yard, and greeted the old woman in the kitchen in a familiar manner.

"Okay, okay." The old woman stood up and replied quickly.

"Well, it's good. Three dishes and one soup, with good color, aroma and taste. The wine is good too, twenty-year-old girl's red wine, not bad. Oh, by the way, Aunt Liu, Aunt Hua'er wants to eat braised shark's fin, remember to add a portion of appetizer tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll add it tomorrow. Is there anything else you want to add?"

"Well, tomorrow just add a braised shark's fin dish, and the day after tomorrow, well, the day after tomorrow add a serving of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."

"Okay, okay, anything else?"

"That's all. That's it. If there's anything else I want to add, I'll let you know in advance. I'm taking it away."

Juan'er was sweeping the floor while listening to the conversation in the kitchen.

Soon, the figure walked out of the kitchen yard carrying the food box and humming a tune.

"Bah, so shameless, she uses Aunt Hua'er's name to get free food and drinks all day long, and she is so picky, she only picks the good things, because Aunt Hua'er has a good temper and spoils her! She is treated as a first-class maid and even has a separate room to live in! This person should not be too good to her, you see how good Aunt Hua'er is to her, she has forgotten her own status, and in front of Aunt Hua'er, she is always so humble, I look down on her."

When the figure walked away, the old woman in the kitchen changed her expression, spat, and said in a sarcastic tone.

"That's right. Aunt Hua'er never drinks, and the young lady doesn't drink either. In the past, Aunt Hua'er often came to the kitchen. We know what she likes to eat and what she doesn't like to eat. "

"Forget it. Aunt Hua'er will give me some money from her private savings anyway."

Juan'er, who was sweeping the floor, listened to the words in the kitchen and her eyes lit up.