Chapter 116: The Embroidered Uniform Guard's efficiency is high

Chen Guanlou was not happy.

What do you mean by rob?

This and robbing are two completely different concepts.

He retorted to Yu Zhaoan righteously, "I don't like hearing that. The price is clearly marked; if you think it's expensive, you don't have to buy it. We will never force you to purchase these services."

"Does that mean there are other services?"

"Do you need a professional scrubber? A professional scrubber, not expensive, fifty taels for half an hour."

Yu Zhaoan's mouth twitched, looking at Chen Guanlou in disbelief—a treacherous merchant, definitely a treacherous merchant.

"Are there any other services?"

Chen Guanlou stared at the other party for two seconds, opened his mouth, and said, "A professional storyteller telling stories, fifty taels for half an hour. Three meals a day delivered, ten taels per meal, no cheating children or old people. In the Bing-character prison, delivery starts at twenty taels, twice as expensive."

Recently, income had dropped significantly, and everyone's days were very difficult, with prison guards complaining endlessly.

Therefore, taking advantage of the wealthy men entering the Heavenly Prison, Chen Guanlou took the opportunity to launch various packages. The package matter was fully supported by the two Master Fans, supported by numerous prison clerks, and supported by all the prison guards.

Prison Warden Fan made the final decision: package business could be expanded, not entered into public accounts, and split four-six.

The Heavenly Prison keeps four parts, and six parts are handed over.

This decision received unanimous support from the prison guards.

The prison guards served the wealthy masters extremely diligently, giving whatever was asked for. As long as they didn't leave the prison cell, didn't want swords, didn't want poison, didn't want white silk, and didn't want women, other requirements could basically be met. Even if they wanted a small servant to serve them, it wasn't impossible, but that was another price.

The prison guards transformed into five-star waiters, serving the official masters even more attentively than the small servants in their mansions.

It was all real gold and silver!

In Chen Tou's words, they were all walking silver.

Who doesn't love silver? The prison guards wished they could hold the wealthy men in the palms of their hands and keep them in their mouths, not letting the wealthy men from the Imperial Treasury Department run away.

Because of the package matter, Chen Guanlou's prestige in the Jia-character prison reached an unprecedented height. If he were to run for prison clerk, without any accidents, he would definitely be elected unanimously.

Who doesn't love a leader who can make money?

Even if Shi Hong couldn't stand him, the moment the money was in hand, his heart was genuinely grateful. There was money; after paying so much, he finally saw a return—it was too difficult. If only a few more wealthy men from the Imperial Treasury Department could come.

The prison guards in the neighboring Imperial Prison had long since drooled with envy. They were theirs; those wealthy men should have been the small treasury of the Imperial Prison, but because of one sentence from above, they were cheaply given to the Heavenly Prison.

It was well known that the Imperial Treasury Department had money.

Even a small clerk from the Imperial Treasury Department was so generous, which truly refreshed everyone's understanding. No wonder there was a saying in officialdom: "Better to be a ninth-rank official in the Imperial Treasury Department than a third-rank official in the imperial court." Being an official is the same, but the risks and benefits are not in the same category.

There wouldn't be any official who didn't open their eyes and go provoke Imperial Treasury Department officials. Even the censor officials knew that the Imperial Treasury Department place, if there was no nod from the Emperor, should not be provoked, and one shouldn't even look at it, lest they become jealous, their heart rate increases, and they die of anger from jealousy.

The Imperial Treasury Department was the Emperor's private land; entering the Imperial Treasury Department was equivalent to leaving the imperial court sequence and becoming the Emperor's person.

This time, the Imperial Treasury Department personnel were arrested, which truly left many people confused, with all kinds of guesses.

Chen Guanlou, however, had an intuitive feeling.

The people who were tailing outside the Heavenly Prison every day disappeared, the people who urged him every day didn't come, and Manager Zhao didn't show his face either.

Dawang told him.

"Didn't see any government officials. However, these days no one from the bank has come to the door, and the bank's assistants have also been reduced by half."

"Not bad, very good." Chen Guanlou fulfilled his promise, gave Dawang a corner of silver, and reminded him not to show off and to save it as private money.

"Do I need to keep watching?"

"No need."

Eight days had passed, there was no movement on Manager Zhao's side, no one urged him to do the accounts, and his crisis had already been resolved.

Qi Wuxiu's ability to handle things was quite good; the backer behind him had considerable ability. In just a few days, he had made the Sitong Bank miserable and also arrested Imperial Treasury Department officials and sent them to the big prison. Although they were all small officials, it was still an incredible efficiency.

He had to re-evaluate the person behind Seeing Qi Wuxiu; with this ability, perhaps he could reach the Emperor's ears, and it might even be a close minister of the Son of Heaven.

Tsk tsk tsk!

This golden thigh he hugged was the envy of others.

Seeing Qi Wuxiu had accomplished the matter and wouldn't forget to come to Chen Guanlou to claim credit.

In the middle of the night, he climbed over the wall and entered. Anyway, walking through the front door was impossible; in this life, it was impossible to walk through the front door.

Chen Guanlou yawned, poured a cup of cold leftover tea, and handed it to the other party.

Seeing Qi Wuxiu stared at the leftover tea in his hand, his eyes as if saying: Just this? Treating a great benefactor with just a cup of leftover tea? Is this your way of hospitality?

Chen Guanlou placed the teacup on the table, "This is all there is now."

The implication was that the other party didn't come at the right time. Climbing over the wall in the middle of the night to enter, this was the treatment; even if he was dissatisfied, there was no way.

Seeing Qi Wuxiu chuckled; he wouldn't drink the leftover tea.

"The matter has been handled for you. Is Shopkeeper Li of the Sitong Bank still making things difficult for you?"

"Many thanks! I reckon Shopkeeper Li is miserable right now and can't attend to me here. It's been much quieter around me these past few days. Tomorrow, come earlier, and I'll set up a banquet to treat you as a token of gratitude."

"Fine, then it's settled. The life-saving grace is considered repaid."

Chen Guanlou didn't dislike the leftover tea; although the taste wasn't very good, it was enough to quench his thirst.

He took a sip, "What life-saving grace? That was all a joke before. Your backer is quite awesome, and the efficiency is so high. With such an awesome backer, why do you need to hide in the fighting guild and earn those few pennies?"

"What's the matter, are you envious? Do you want to work with me? Although you are not a martial artist, at least you know a few moves; doing odd jobs and running errands is no problem, and the income is guaranteed not to be less than the Heavenly Prison. The key is, there are many benefits to working with me."

Seeing Qi Wuxiu developed the idea of poaching someone.

He felt that Chen Guanlou handled things well, his thinking was clear, he had read books, and he had been tempered in the Heavenly Prison; following him to handle things was enough.

Chen Guanlou, however, shook his head, respectfully declining.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard—he couldn't avoid them fast enough, and it was absolutely impossible to proactively send himself to their door.

"I'm doing quite well in the Heavenly Prison, and I currently have no plans to jump ship and be a running-errand little brother."

Seeing Qi Wuxiu:...

"Are you so obsessed with the job in the Heavenly Prison? Besides more money, what benefits are there? Tell me."

"No benefits. I just want less work, more money, and low risk. I don't want to be hacked into a bloody mess one day."

Seeing Qi Wuxiu's mouth twitched, unable to refute.

"The Heavenly Prison has another benefit: the wind can't blow, the rain can't hit. You report for duty at a fixed time every day. Unlike you, when there's a mission, you're exposed to the wind and sun, and you have to travel thousands of miles. I can't endure hardship; I just want to be small and rich."

Seeing Qi Wuxiu was certain that Chen Guanlou said this on purpose, just to anger him.

Yet he couldn't refute it. ===== CHAPTER 117 =====