Taoist Xunshan easily found the so-called official replacement point, but the picture in front of him was more impactful than he imagined.

After coming to Chaowen, he had said "simplicity" countless times, but no matter how simple it was, it was not as simple as the official government in front of him.

A few thatched huts, a few long wooden tables, and a few notice boards are all they have in their office location.

The cold wind howled in the winter, making the cloth flags hung high on the side flutter and rustle. The roof of the thatched shed was pressed tightly, but Ke Xunshan was always worried that it would be swept away by the strong wind.

Because he had the experience of reading signs, Xunshan immediately looked for the wooden sign set up by the roadside. Just as he was about to get closer, a young man with a red strip of cloth hanging sideways on his body walked towards him.

The strip of cloth was also strange. I don’t know why it was cut like this. On it was written “Serve the People” or something in black ink.

Xunshan stared at him in confusion, and didn't know how to return the favor until the other party called him twice.

The young man stood outside for a long time, and his skin was dry due to the blow. The sides of his cheeks were flushed, which looked a bit festive when compared with the red cloth on his body: "Hello, Taoist Priest. Are you literate?"

Xunshan nodded.

"Then you can see for yourself. What kind of business you want to do, just prepare the information. After filling in the information, just go to the specified window to apply. If you don't know how to fill in the form, there will be a salesperson there to teach you step by step."

The young man said and handed him a piece of paper. The paper was full of pictures and texts, and the descriptions were very vivid. It was different from any book he had seen before.

Xunshan's brain seemed to have returned to its previous state, and it was heavy, as if a bucket of water had been filled half full.

He felt that compared with the leader of Chaowen, he could not be considered a cultural person.

Xunshan Taoist priest Gan stood in a daze. The young man was waiting for him. After a while, he urged: "This propaganda paper was hand-drawn by our children here. There are not many. If you have finished reading it, can you return it to me?"

Xunshan glanced at it hurriedly, returned the things to others, and then followed the instructions above to go to the information desk in District 2 to get the form.

There stood another young man with a red cloth hanging on his shoulder. He was filling in information for an ordinary citizen.

Xunshan listened to him asking in detail what the man's name was, who was the monk who worked with him, and where he usually worked. It seemed that he wanted to apply for labor wages.

Xunshan was surprised and doubtful.

...Can I still get paid for doing hard labor?

Then it can’t be called labor, but must be called day laborer, right?

How could the people of Chaowen live so comfortably?

His thoughtful look looked like confusion to others.

The young man who was busy glanced at Xunshan's expression and took the time to say: "Fellow Taoist, if you can read, please answer it yourself. The questions are posted on the table. If you don't know anything, you can ask me."

Xunshan nodded, took out the brush from his sleeve, dipped it in some ink, and then wrote down the answers one by one according to the questions on the paper on the table.

They were all ordinary questions, such as where you came from, what sect you belonged to, what you were going to do when you came to court, and how long you would stay.

At the bottom of the questionnaire, the charging standards of Chaowen Inn are also written, which can be described as transparent and fair.

For example, single rooms, double rooms, large suites, shared rooms, etc. What surprised Xunshan again was that you can actually choose whether you want furniture and bedding at the end. If you don't want them, the inn's charges can be reduced to extremely low prices.

...It's really considerate, knowing that people like him can save every penny they can, but their wallets can't bear the expenses.

Xunshan has been completely impressed by the character of the leader of Chaowen.

After filling out the form, the young man gave him a number plate and asked him to wait in the hut nearby.

Taoist Xunshan tightly wrapped his old coat and walked towards the row of wooden chairs with a white breath in his mouth.

He actually didn't know what he was doing, but the people here were gentle and well-organized. They obviously had their own rules and regulations, so he just had to obey them.

The only thing that worried him was that there were no high walls nearby, and he didn't know how long he would have to wait in this cold winter. It was really a bit harsh for people who were weak and afraid of the cold.

Taoist Xunshan was thinking wildly and stepped into the thatched shed. The moment he stepped in, he noticed the difference here, and his whole body was shaken as if by electricity.

This... what kind of place is this? It can actually block the winter wind. Not only that, there is a fire pot burning in the middle of the seat, which warms the air and brings out a lazy atmosphere.

No wonder he saw that the people sitting inside all had calm expressions and did not show any signs of being afraid of the cold.

How profound a technique is this? Unheard of.

Taoist Xunshan held his arms and found a corner to sit down, secretly observing everyone's expressions.

He took out the record book from his arms and wanted to write down some thoughts first so as not to forget it later. Just as he picked up the pen and wrote the word "Chaowen", he heard a commotion in front of him.

It was a monk who was pestering the gentleman at work, saying that he wanted to see the head of Chaowen.

The man was probably tired of waiting. Seeing that there were many ordinary people here, he thought that Chao Wen was deliberately prevaricating, so he banged the table and shouted, his tone was quite unkind.

The monk in charge of handling the affairs was very graceful. He looked to be in his forties or fifties. His hand holding the pen kept waving gracefully on the paper.

"There are a lot of people today. We have to line up in order. The wooden sign in your hand is the order. When you are called, you will do the work. This is the rule of Chaowen. It is useless for you to worry with me."

The monk said anxiously: "I came here specially to apply for membership in the mall! I have a lot of goods on hand. Go and ask your boss if she doesn't want them!"

The official raised his head, his eyes calm and said: "I know, I am specially made to handle this kind of thing. You first go over and fill in the information, then apply, and when I pass the review, come and get the ID badge."

"Can you do this, master?" The monk obviously didn't believe it, and his tone couldn't help but be irritated, "Call your masters to come out! The last time the sects came to Huishang Building, they were all entertained by your masters themselves. Why did you come to me?

Do you have to wait in this crowded place?"

Why is it so disrespectful?

Taoist Xunshan snorted secretly.

Looking at the quality of the people in Chaowen, this man did not feel ashamed.

The official stamped the information in front of him, sealed it in a bag, and put it in the box behind him before replying: "That was in the past. Now that the head is busy with affairs, these trivial matters are no longer her responsibility."

The young man saw that he was helpless and had no choice. He leaned weakly on the table and begged: "Fellow Taoist, I think you are also a kind-hearted person, so please help. We don't have many people here, so we brought some

These are some important goods, and we don’t dare to leave them outside overnight. Besides, the monks from the Yi Sect have to go back. How many spiritual stones will it cost if they are left to guard them? We came here based on Chaowen’s reputation and his wealth.

But they’re all here!”

The official nodded, still looking businesslike, pointed to the black words on the table and said: "Fellow Taoist, please help us, follow our regulations, as long as there is no problem with your batch of goods, we will

I can do it for you this afternoon."

The monk paused and asked slightly hesitantly: "Seriously?"

"I've always told you this." The official was no longer surprised, but he smiled helplessly, "I guess this is your first time coming to Chaowen. You can ask, this is how Chaowen does things now.

There is no preference for anyone, it is different from other places."

As he spoke, he waved back and said, "Next one!"

Taoist Xunshan looked on happily and felt that this place was really strange.

He has been to so many towns, and all the officials he has seen are aloof and condescending. Even officials with good tempers will not be as kind to everyone as they are now, and even look down upon the people.

I care whether you are waiting coldly or not, and arrange all the details for you.

He had just compared them one by one. At the window for applying for salary, ordinary people and monks had the same wooden sign and were waiting for the same number.

...Oh, that's right, why are there so many monks in Chaowen? It would cost a lot to hire such a group of monks, right?

Taoist Xunshan touched his beard and was calculating how rich Chaowen was when the person next to him bumped him with his elbow and reminded him: "Taoist, is it your turn?"

Xunshan lowered his head and looked at the wooden sign in his hand, then quickly stood up and went over.

The official who handled the registration of foreigners moved very neatly and without raising his head, he had already reviewed his personal information in a few clicks.

Xunshan complied with his wishes and handed over his official document. The other person held it in his hand and stared at it for a moment. Xunshan thought he recognized him, and the man returned the thing expressionlessly.

.

"Okay." The official said with a normal expression, "Next one!"

The whole journey took less than half an hour, and Taoist Xunshan had already obtained the pass documents for Chaowen.

He stood up and left thoughtfully, deciding to go to Chaowen to wander around and find an inn where he could stay. He was so focused that he didn't notice the eyes of the person behind him flashing darkly. After he left, he immediately called the person next to him.

Helper, whisper for a while and send him off.

When Taoist Xunshan returned to the original stall and ordered a bowl of hot noodle soup, ready to try the taste, a figure with a quiet aroma sat down opposite him.

The other party's delicate and white fingers were placed naturally on the wooden table, just in his line of sight, and his voice was as clear and sweet as spring water hitting rocks.

"This fellow Taoist, is it your first time to come to court?"

Xunshan raised his head and saw a young girl with bright eyes and white teeth, who was as delicate as ink. The chopsticks she held were suspended in the air, neither eating nor eating.

In all the years he has lived, he has offended many people because of his sharp tongue, but he has never met such a beautiful woman who took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him.

On the other hand, looking back at his current appearance, he can be called a wretched man. Fortunately, he cleans himself frequently and looks sloppy, but he doesn't smell like him.

Xunshan asked: "Do you know me?"

"Taoist Xunshan, I have read your book." Zhuchen said with a smile, "However, I like the stories you wrote more."

"Oh?" Taoist Xunshan was doubtful.

People who read his books always just do it for fun, and it’s hard to tell whether they like it or not. Maybe they even curse him while reading, and curse him for an early death.

Zhuchen said: "Actually, I like your knowledge and comments very much. What you say is meaningful and insightful. It is not just for sensationalism as some people say."

Taoist Xunshan didn't take it seriously and lowered his head to eat the noodles. However, his ears twitched and his body turned slightly to her side.

Zhuchen really likes reading his books, because the local customs and customs in his articles are always mixed with a lot of homely nonsense. The writing is extremely funny, which allows Zhuchen to see the potential of modern jokers. There is also a bit of a literati.

He is a noble person, willing to study hard, and no one can find mistakes in his articles.

If this person is put in the publicity mouth, he will definitely be a master of marketing.

Zhuchen was very good at flattering people. She randomly cited two examples from the book and complimented them. Taoist Xunshan listened with rapt attention, and unconsciously fell in love with her, making her his confidant.

In just a few sentences, the two of them became familiar with each other.

Halfway through Zhuchen's words, he paused, lowered his voice, and asked humbly: "Fellow Taoist Xunshan, it's getting late today. I have a question to ask you."

Seeing her seriousness, Master Xunshan put down his chopsticks and said, "You tell me."

Zhuchen coughed dryly, thought about it for a long time, and then asked vaguely: "What gift should I give during the holidays...?"

Xunshan: "...?"

Seeing that he didn't understand, Zhuchen hurriedly added: "The other person is slightly older than you, a male, has no shortage of money, and has a high level of cultivation. It happens to be the winter solstice, what gift will you give him?"
Chapter completed!