Chapter 37 Yesterday, my roof collapsed!
With tears streaming down his face, Fei Jianyan finally managed to transport the item back to the Yunque Restaurant.
As soon as we entered through the backyard, everyone gathered around.
"Holy crap~ This smells~ What's rotten?"
"Did someone have diarrhea?" Ying Xiaohu pinched his nose, looking at the flying sword wearing two layers of masks. "Master, are you... having diarrhea?"
Fei Jian kicked him, yelling, "You're the one who ran away! Your whole family ran away!"
Ying Xiaohu scratched his head, "So fierce."
Only Su Jingge remained expressionless as she opened the rope of the burlap sack to inspect it.
The aroma immediately filled the air.
Everyone peered over and stared in astonishment at the empty shells.
Wei Shuang used sign language to say: "Sister Su, isn't this oyster? Why are there only shells? Where's the meat?"
Everyone was puzzled as to why Su Jingge would go to the trouble of bringing back this pile of junk.
"Yes, Manager Su, what do you need this for? There's no meat in it," Fei Jian asked.
Su Jingge explained to everyone: "The roof of the first type of house is almost finished. Next, I will repair the road surface so that it will be more convenient for everyone to walk back and forth."
She picked up one of the shells: "Oyster shells are an important raw material for road repair, called mirage ash."
The group then realized what was happening.
"Manager Su, are you really going to repair the road? Yuxiang County is not small. If repairing the road is a big project, will Zhao Zhou agree to it?" Ying Xiaohu thought it was unlikely.
Su Jingge smiled and said, "If you want the city to prosper, you must first bring it to life."
Ying Xiaohu scratched his head: "What do you mean by bringing the city back to life?"
“If the city itself is in ruins—for example, if the city walls collapse and can't stop bandits, the streets are in bad shape and can't be used to transport goods, and the wells are dry and there's no water to drink.”
"Even if a restaurant makes money, it can't keep people or protect their homes."
"Simply put, the city is the foundation. Only when the foundation is solid can the buildings on top stand firm and grow well."
Ying Xiaohu suddenly realized, his eyes widening: "Waqu~ Awesome! Manager Su is indeed a businessman, every step he takes is meticulously calculated."
"...When I first suggested repairing the roofs, everyone was skeptical. Now, one type of roof is almost finished, but the remaining doors are short of timber."
"The timber supply in Yuxiang County is critically low. Zhao Zhou can't get it out, so we can only transport it from Xishan for now."
Qingyue exclaimed in horror, "Miss, Xishan?? That's the territory of the bandit Fuyou! You really intend to cooperate with them?"
Ying Xiaohu frowned: "This is a matter of life and death..."
Wei Shuang tugged at Su Jingge's sleeve, her eyes filled with worry: "Sister Su, please think this through carefully!"
Fei Jian had just finished wiping his hands and didn't object: "Yan Shu isn't a bad person, he was just forced into it. He occupied Xishan, which has good resources, including timber and oyster shells. If we can cooperate with him, it might not be such a bad thing."
"Flying sword!" Qingyue stepped forward, glaring at him angrily. "If you're going to die, don't drag my young lady down with you."
The flying sword swallowed hard; this tiger girl.
He still spoke up, saying, "Manager Su needs people right now. Zhao Zhou's people won't do. If you want Yu Xiang to develop, you must develop your own people."
"Oh ho ho, the bandits are your people? He's one of yours, isn't he?" Qingyue sneered.
"Do you think Manager Su still has anyone she can use?"
Qingyue paused, about to speak, when a cold, sharp voice rang out.
"Alright!" Su Jingge stopped them. "You all have your reasons, but Fei Jian is right. I need to develop my own people now. Yan Shu has good resources, but Xishan doesn't belong to the bandits."
“Every blade of grass and every tree belongs to the government. If we let Zhao Zhou agree to mine them, it would be like drilling a huge hole in his heart.”
"Even if every procedure is followed according to Zhao Zhou's instructions, it will probably take forever to get approval."
"Remember this: truth lies only within the range of cannons!"
"People like Zhao Zhou need to be taught a lesson!"
Wei Shuang patted her chest: "I support Sister Su."
A lone, high moon hangs in the night sky, its light hidden behind dark clouds, and the air is filled with mist.
Su Jingge gazed into the distance, fearing it was about to rain...
The next day.
The road was wet, and the smell of mud mixed with the rain from last night filled the air.
Just as Su Jingge was about to send someone to Xishan to investigate the timber, she saw two men dressed in official robes with swords at their waists walking towards her from not far away.
Isn't this Zhou, the head constable, from Zhao Zhou's yamen?
This person was acting on the orders of the county magistrate and had the authority to lead the constables to arrest criminals and summon defendants.
He was a military leader in the county government.
Behind them followed a man dressed in tattered linen clothes, his clothes stained with mud.
It looks... kind of familiar... but I can't quite place it.
"No way, will these guys ever stop?!"
Qingyue threw down the rag and walked to the door.
Su Jingge's expression was gloomy as she looked at the person who had already arrived in front of her.
"My lord, it's Assistant Manager Su, it's her!" the mud-spotted servant shouted.
At this moment, the people all gathered around to watch.
The restaurant patrons all stood up and looked outside.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Constable Zhou cupped his hands in greeting to Su Jingge and said respectfully, "This humble servant greets Assistant Manager Su."
"What happened?" Su Jingge asked.
The mud-splattered servant pointed at Su Jingge: "My lord, it was Assistant Manager Su who used inferior mud. After a light rain last night, the roof of the newly repaired ancestral hall in the manor started leaking. I discovered it and moved everyone away. If the head of the family is worshipping the ancestors, he might have gone with them..."
The man began to wipe away tears.
Su Jingge frowned slightly. Inferior mud?
Was he talking about cement?
The people behind them began to discuss:
"Huh? Substandard cement? What's that?"
"Sir, it's cement, isn't it?"
Someone asked.
"Yes, it's a type of building material," Officer Zhou said casually.
Then, Constable Zhou looked at Su Jingge and smiled slightly: "Oh, Assistant Manager Su, you'll have to come with us to the government office."
"You're talking nonsense!" Qingyue stepped forward, glaring at him fiercely. "What does the roof collapse have to do with my young lady? Cheap mud? According to you, my young lady ordered it?"
Ying Xiaohu was also indignant, hands on his hips: "You two have the right to decide right and wrong in front of others, have you ever broken the law?"
"How dare you! We are government officials, how dare you disobey orders? Do you have a death wish?"
"Guards! Arrest these troublemakers and throw them in jail!"
Another assistant, who was also a scathing lieutenant, spoke up.
A group of county government officials and soldiers quickly poured out of the alley.
Su Jingge saw that there were about a dozen soldiers. They all drew their swords from the alley entrance and quickly surrounded her.
She chuckled inwardly; this was all pre-arranged!
There was a 'whoosh' sound.
A flash of silver light suddenly appeared, dazzling the eyes.
He drew his sword and walked out of the restaurant.
The sword energy instantly tore through the wind, its power immense.
The man's gaze was sharp, and a powerful chill instantly swept over them.
Everyone was startled and retreated.
The man's face was cold and stern, and he looked calmly at the officers and soldiers:
"Let's see who dares!"
A dozen or so officers and soldiers watched as the flying sword raised its blade.
This is the Water-Splitting Sword. As its name suggests, it can even cleave water three feet apart!
Not to mention people.
The group looked at each other, and no one dared to make a move.
"This, you..." The good-faced deputy looked at the fully sharpened sword, which was pressed against his chest, and his face turned pale.
The tension was palpable, as if the air itself had frozen.
The sunlight retreated into the clouds.
A murderous aura exploded throughout the street.
Seeing this, Constable Zhou hurriedly said, "Haha, it's Flying Sword's deputy! Don't get angry, don't get angry. I'm just following orders."
“A serious incident has occurred on the roof of this commoner’s house. Lord Zhao sent me to fetch someone because of the mismanagement of the servants, which led to the offense against the Assistant Magistrate. Please forgive me.”
The man turned to his subordinate and shouted, "How dare you! How could Assistant Manager Su disobey orders and cause trouble? Get out of here!"
The deputy hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand: "Get out!"
Just then, Zhao Liu and his men strode over from the other side with great fanfare.
As he approached, he gave a wicked smile: "Oh, it's quite lively here?"
The next man pointed at her: "Su Jingge, you are a heartless scoundrel who cut corners in your construction project, endangering the safety of the people. Yesterday, my roof collapsed!"
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