Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 55 He called me Grandpa Grandson?
The atmosphere inside the mansion was somewhat oppressive.

Lin Jiang stared at the ledger and flipped through it twice.

Didn't understand.

Everyone has their own area of ​​expertise, and this is clearly not his area of ​​expertise.

“I’ll have the accountant take a look; there might be something wrong with the Mao family’s books,” Wen Xiangyi said. “This matter needs to be handled carefully; those officials are most willing to cause trouble.”

Wen Xiangyi is thorough in her work, and Lin Jiang can't get involved. Getting involved would only make things worse, so he won't get involved here.

There shouldn't be any problem with the accountant handling this matter.

It was getting late, and Lin Jiang knew he couldn't be of much help if he stayed, so he decided to go to the backyard to check on his grandfather.

Lin Shengfeng's mental state is better than when he first arrived, and he is waking up for longer periods each day.

Lin Jiang would take time every evening to sit and chat with him, and tonight was no exception.

Seeing Lin Jiang leave, Wen Xiangyi couldn't calm down.

She has never liked officialdom; those people are too chaotic and have too many thoughts. Dealing with them is too tiring and doesn't bring any benefits.

They are easily upset.

Today, the governor has come here, and Wen Xiangyi has a feeling that there is something wrong with this.

Unable to figure out what the other party really wants, Wen Xiangyi will probably have a hard time falling asleep.

I might as well sit in a chair and wait.

About half an hour later, the accountant came over with the Mao family's account books:
"Boss, I checked it three times, and there are no problems."

The accountant handed the bills in his hand to Wen Xiangyi.

After taking it and glancing at it, Wen Xiangyi fell silent.

Are you sure there's no problem?

Or is the problem simply too profound for even the old accountant to understand?

My eye hurts so much.

After thinking for a long time, I realized that a normal investigation would definitely not yield any clues.

Turning to look at Chen Dajiang:
"Big Soybean, try to find some clues these next few days. I have a feeling something's not right."

“You named me Long Meng,” Chen Dajiang emphasized, then nodded. “Boss, you can rest assured. I have many brothers in the city. You can find whatever you’re looking for.”

Wen Xiangyi nodded.

She leaned back in her chair, looking at the lights in the courtyard.

Hopefully, this governor doesn't have any bad intentions.

……

Chen Dajiang hasn't been home these past two days.

He went to make connections with people in town.

It's obviously unrealistic to try to find out the governor's information by stealth alone. Although Liu Pang himself doesn't have much skill, he has three expert guards with him, two at the fourth level and one at the fifth level, all of whom can hear and hear things differently. If he were to go and sneak over there himself, he would definitely be captured.

The network of connections is much better.

The servants, minor officials, and other guys passing by would overhear a bit of what was going on, and that would be the clue.

Before Chen Dajiang returned, Wen Xiangyi was restless in the room, pacing back and forth, her mind elsewhere.

Lin Jiang could tell that his grandmother was in a bad mood, so he comforted her a few more times, sat with her for a while, and then went to the main courtyard outside to practice his basic skills in horse stance.

Wen Xiangyi stood guard at the door, and when she looked at Lin Jiang, her mood calmed down a lot.

I was originally standing at the door watching, but after standing for a while I got tired, so I sat down to watch. As I was watching, I saw a figure running in through the door and running towards me.

Chen Dajiang is back.

He jogged over to Wen Xiangyi, his expression extremely strange.

"Checked it out?"

"Found it." Chen Dajiang glanced at Lin Jiang.

Lin Jiang was so focused on his practice that he didn't notice what was happening here.

"Is it related to Lin Jiang?"

The old lady was very nervous.

"Yes... I think so."

Chen Dajiang's reaction was somewhat strange, leaving Wen Xiangyi puzzled.

Wen Xiangyi led Chen Dajiang into the room and closed the door. Seeing that Lin Jiang wasn't there, Chen Dajiang started waving his hands wildly and began to speak incoherently.
"Something's not right, sir! Something's not right with the governor, sir!"

"what happened?"

Chen Dajiang composed himself and said repeatedly:
“I contacted some friends, one of whom is a waiter at Chunxiang Pavilion. Yesterday, he was entertaining the governor and his entourage. He arranged a superior room for the governor, who drank too much and was very happy. He said a lot of things, which my friend overheard.”

“There’s a section… there’s a section… that’s not normal.” “What’s not normal?”

"The governor said, 'We've finally found Grandpa. He's really handsome.'"

Wen Xiangyi: "?"

How many years has Wen Xiangyi lived? What storms hasn't she seen?

She had never seen anything like this before.

Seeing that Wen Xiangyi remained silent, Chen Dajiang cautiously asked:

"Master, do you think... young master is the reincarnation of the governor?"

Wen Xiangyi waved her hand:
"Don't speak, I'm thinking."

……

"Hey, why has Grandma been giving me such strange looks these past few days?"

Lin Jiang walked down the street and asked Chen Dajiang, puzzled.

Chen Dajiang shuddered: "I don't know."

He looked around again, then cautiously asked Lin Jiang:

"Young master, you really haven't met Governor Liu before?"

"No, where have I seen him before?"

Chen Dajiang fell silent.

Lin Jiang was curious, but he didn't press Chen Dajiang for answers.

His workout was over, and he was going out to eat with Chen Dajiang.

Although there is a cook at home, Lin Jiang prefers the restaurants along the river.

Because it's near water, and the water connects to commerce, you can always find more novelties here than in Baishan.

For example, the flatbreads brought from the southwest are fragrant after being baked in an oven.

This is a type of flatbread from the southwestern Shandong people, called "Lu Bing" or "Hu Bing". Lin Jiang has been particularly fond of it lately.

The shop selling the cakes is called Fuxingfang. There is also a Fuxingfang in the capital. Cangsong claims to be the main brand, but Lin Jiang feels that the one in the capital should be the main brand.

But no matter what, what they make is really delicious. After you cut the freshly baked flatbread open with a knife and put some roasted offal and minced meat inside, it still smells wonderful.

Spices are a precious commodity, and sometimes, if you're unlucky, the rotten meat might be mixed with offal and fishy smells, making the pancake less than delicious.

At noon today, Lin Jiang and Chen Dajiang went to their usual spot. Lin Jiang ordered five pancakes, Chen Dajiang ordered three pancakes, and they also ordered a large bowl of fish soup. They ate and drank as they went.

After eating two pancakes, Chen Dajiang already felt a bit full. He looked at Lin Jiang with genuine confusion:

"Young Master, aren't you feeling stuffed after eating so much?"

"I won't hold it in."

"Won't you get fat?"

Lin Jiang touched his stomach.

All the food that enters the body is transformed into golden energy, which turns into golden figures to build palaces. How could one possibly gain weight?

"If the young ladies in our town heard of your skills, they'd probably be green with envy." It was rare to hear such an interesting remark from Chen Dajiang.

Just as Lin Jiang was about to eat his fourth pancake, he suddenly saw a group of people walk into the shop.

There were three young men who walked directly towards Lin Jiang and Chen Dajiang and sat down at their table.

The leader didn't stand on ceremony and picked up the pancake that Lin Jiang hadn't touched yet:

"This flatbread should be made with roasted wolf tenderloin slices. Just sprinkle some salt on it and it will taste incredibly delicious."

Seeing that someone was taking food from his young master, Chen Dajiang immediately became unhappy:
"Who are you? Why are you stealing people's food?"

Lin Jiang didn't seem to care much. He waved his hand to stop Chen Dajiang and called out "Boss!"

"We can't treat our guests poorly, boss, give us three more pancakes and two fish."

There's not much else by the lake, but you can have plenty of fish.

The freshly steamed fish was placed on the table, with a separate dipping sauce dish for each serving.

Lin Jiang asked while eating:

Who are the three of you?

The young man in the lead pulled out a list: "The three of us want to make a living."

Lin Jiang looked at it and saw that the writing on it was done by his grandmother.

Recruit a skilled person to teach the young master of the water trade three moves.

(End of this chapter)