Qi Yanti slipped his rice bucket and stood at the end of the cells on both sides. He coughed lightly, like a housekeeper, took a deep breath and spoke out with all his strength.
"dinner time-"
Yes, this is what Qi Yan must do every day, make meals.
The food in the cell was not very good, but it was for human consumption anyway. Most of it was cabbage and potatoes grown by the yamen itself, and there was no trace of meaty smell. Fortunately, the Yamen chef has good skills and is a simple and honest person. He does not seek superiors and look down on inferiors. He treats everyone equally. The food he cooks tastes good, but also lacks good seasonings.
"Qi Yan, what are you going to eat today?" The uncle in Room 1 walked to the door with his teeth bared: "Today is an anniversary!"
Qi Yan gave him a bowl of rice and a ladle of vegetables, pushed them to him through the small door, and casually asked without interest: "What anniversary?"
"Today is the seventh day that the newcomer enters the cell!" The uncle touched his beard: "It is called the 'First Seven' in the Yang Realm."
The word "First Seven" itself is a day set by relatives and friends after people die to commemorate them. Now that the bearded man is saying it, it seems very disrespectful.
Qi Yan rolled his eyes at him and said, "If you can't speak, don't speak. After you get out of prison, read more books."
The bearded man smiled, took the vegetable bowl and looked inside, there were one or two pieces of pork belly!
"Huh? There's meat today!"
As soon as the words fell, there was a scream of shock around him.
"Ah, there is meat? Today is neither a New Year nor a holiday, so why are you suddenly given meat?"
"No matter what, the meat is only what you eat in your mouth, hahahaha!"
Qi Yan walked from beginning to end with a dull expression on his face. When he came to the door of Yu Xi's cell, he happened to meet his smiling eyes.
"Why are you laughing?" Qi Yan looked at himself. Is there something wrong with him? After scanning it, Qi Yan determined that there was nothing funny about him. He frowned slightly and showed a suspicious expression: "You are so happy to eat meat?"
Yu Xi's gentle laughter became intense, and finally she burst out laughing, making Qi Yan very embarrassed standing at the door.
"You're smiling so much!" He took out two wooden bowls with some annoyance, quickly filled the rice and vegetables, and put them in through the small door: "I'll give you two more pieces of meat. You can eat it. Don't I laughed... Really, at first glance, he looks like a rich man, but he is actually short of meat."
Hiding his smile, Yu Xi stood in a simple cell dressed in moon-white attire, looking very wasteful. He coughed lightly, covered the corner of his mouth and walked toward the cell door. Seeing Qi Yan's particularly blank gaze, he smiled slightly.
"Have Qi Yan ever thought about quitting being a jailer and going out to do some small business?" Yu Xi suddenly changed the subject: "A talent with both popular support and appeal like Qi Yan cannot just be buried in a small town like this. Become a jailer in charge of prisoners in a small yamen."
Yu Xi's speech and conversation are extraordinary. Even though he is locked up in a simple and dirty cell at the moment, it does not affect his honor and temperament.
That is to say, according to legend, nobility is innate, right
Qi Yan didn't believe that, because when he became the jailer, he came in through the back door with money borrowed by his elderly wife from the village.
It's just that his old mother passed away three years ago.
Qi Yan is very easy to be satisfied, whether it is his current life or his vision for the future, he is very satisfied. As long as the status quo remains, nothing is a problem.
But when it comes to Yu Xi, Qi Yan has to sweat it out. Yu Xi is... a traitor.
That's right, the enemy's 'spies'. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the whole family has been on a mission to open a restaurant in Daliang. At first, they only wanted to be businessmen on the surface and secretly inquire about information. This identity is perfect. Unexpectedly, the whole family was made to be the boss, and the restaurant grew bigger and bigger. By Yu Xi's generation, there were chain restaurants and other expanded businesses of his family all over Daliang.
When he was caught this time, it was the prime minister's secret guards who followed the clues and traced the source of some troubles to his restaurant. Although the mastermind behind the scenes is really Yu Xi, there is no evidence at all, so he can only be treated as a suspicion and taken to the Yamen instead of being directly taken to the prison of the palace.
Yu Xi's calm look is really eye-catching.
Qi Yan slowly covered the rice bucket and vegetable bucket tightly, picked them up, and said to Yu Xi, "I'm quite satisfied, and I don't want to do anything big."
"Oh?" A glint flashed in Yu Xi's eyes: "Don't want to do big things? It's very much like me before, but you can see now that even if I can catch a duck on the shelves, it shows that I have the ability in this area."
What Yu Xi said was not to show off himself. After all, his achievements were seen by others, otherwise he would not have become the golden son-in-law in the hearts of the girls in Chang'an!
Qi Yan looked at Yu Xi, his indifferent eyes shining like clear water.
"But you are here now." Qi Yan said truthfully: "Maybe you have been framed by your enemies, but don't worry, the innocent will self-examine."
After saying that, Qi Yan carried two buckets and left this long corridor.
Yu Xi looked at his extremely thin back, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by indifference.
Those who purify themselves will purify themselves? Oh, what I'm afraid of is that there is never a 'pure one'.
Five days passed in a blink of an eye. In just a few days, the cell of eight people became seven. One person who had been tortured finally died.
That man came just one day earlier than Yu Xi. He was injured, and the Yamen would definitely not find a doctor for him. Qi Yan used his own money to buy some medicine to treat his injuries, but in the end, it was no match for the death of the King of Hell. .
The cell fell into an unprecedented depression. Everyone was leaning in their own little world, not talking, staring blankly in one direction, or playing with things around them casually.
Qi Yan had a word with the man. He asked the man to heal his wounds, and the man thanked him in a hoarse voice.
A life, just gone.
Big Beard and the others once chatted, saying that the man was very upright and had offended some high-ranking official. They just paid him to let him die in the cell.
Sure enough, this person is gone.
This is Daliang. In today's world, the person with the most authority is the person with the most authority if he has a high official and a lot of money.
Qi Yan remained silent for a whole day. Everyone knew that he was in a bad mood and stopped joking.
On the third day after the man died, a woman came to claim the body. Qi Yan quietly took a look. The woman was quite pretty, but she was dressed in a tacky way. At first glance, she looked like the daughter-in-law of a poor family. When she saw the man's body, the woman almost fainted, but she managed not to shed a single tear.
Qi Yan watched the woman dragging the stretcher alone and remained silent for a long time. He went to a stall not far away and hired two familiar villagers to help the woman carry the body back.
Ah, this month’s monthly payment is gone again.