Chapter 611: Inappropriate
"Now, no one dares to call me a coward."
When the man said this, there was a smile on his face. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with the job and even quite grateful.
Seeing that the man was full of joy, Zhuang Qingning also smiled and said, "Since you think this place is good, you have to work hard. If you work well, you can weave more cloth and make more money."
"Of course." The man nodded heavily, "I'm still waiting to make more money and get married in the future."
Such honest and frank words made the people working around him look up and laugh. Some even joked, "Only getting married can be considered as Ge Wu's mind."
As soon as these words were spoken, the people around him burst into laughter.
The man was obviously embarrassed by the laughter and scratched the back of his head awkwardly towards Zhuang Qingning.
"Hurry up and get to work." Zhuang Qingning said with a smile.
"Yeah." The man sat down and continued to get busy.
Zhuang Qingning looked at the man again and then slowly walked forward.
After a pause, Zhuang Yutian followed Zhuang Qingning and walked out of the workshop together.
After looking around and making sure that there was no one around who might be watching, Zhuang Yutian lowered his voice and asked, "Is there something wrong with that person just now?"
"What do you mean?" Zhuang Qingning did not answer, but asked back.
"You've been around the entire workshop, and when you saw others, you looked normal, and you didn't even linger on them for long. But you talked to that person for so long, and it felt a little strange."
Zhuang Yutian said, "Speaking of which, this person came when we were recruiting people to do work some time ago. When he came, I saw that he looked honest, worked hard, and got the hang of weaving quickly, so I kept him."
"But I always feel that there is always a bit of evasion in that person's eyes, which makes people feel uncomfortable, as if something is wrong. But there is no evidence for this kind of thing, and this person does a good job, so let's leave it at that for now."
"I didn't notice anything wrong with him, but I smelled a certain smell on him." Zhuang Qingning replied with a smile.
"Smell?" Zhuang Yutian was stunned for a moment, "What smell?"
Zhuang Qingning touched his nose, lowered his voice, and whispered something in Zhuang Yutian's ear.
The expression on Zhuang Yutian's face changed from initial surprise to increasingly solemn, and finally to gloomy.
Around sunset, Zhuang Qingning left the weaving workshop. After seeing her off, Zhuang Yutian went to the cloth shop to check on the situation. After dinner, he came to the weaving workshop again to take a look. After all the workers had left, he told the people on duty at night to take good care of the workshop, then he yawned and went home.
As usual, the four guys on duty would patrol in pairs at night, taking turns, each patrol lasting half an hour.
It was still early and the four of them were not sleepy yet, so they made a pot of tea and talked while drinking it.
"This tea is different from what we usually drink." One of them drank half a cup in one breath, smacked his lips and said, "It tastes a bit bitter. Could it be that the tea leaves have gone bad?"
"What's bad about it? This is good tea, from Chengji." Another person said, "How can the tea sold in Chengji go bad?"
"That's right." The man took another sip and smacked his lips. "Everyone says this is a good thing. It's different from the usual stuff. I guess we're used to drinking those bad tea leaves on weekdays. Suddenly drinking this good tea is a bit uncomfortable. Well, come to think of it, was this good tea given to us by the shopkeeper?"
"No, Ge Wu gave it to us." Another person said, "He said it was given to us by a relative at home. He was reluctant to drink it and said that we were very tired from night watch, so he asked us to drink more to wake us up at night."
"It is said that Ge Wu is a very likable boy. He is very considerate in his work. Among all the people working in the workshop, only he always praises the shopkeeper and the workshop. He praises them every day."
"Yes, since this guy is so thoughtful, let's drink more to refresh ourselves and take good care of this workshop." Someone smiled and added some hot water into the teapot, filling it up for everyone one by one.
While pouring tea, the flame in the oil lamp suddenly dimmed a little. One of them put down the cup in his hand and tried to turn the wick of the oil lamp. He found that the oil in the lamp was almost gone, so he hurried to find the oil can to add more oil.
But as soon as the man picked up the can of lamp oil, he felt dizzy and couldn't open his eyes. He couldn't even hold the can in his hand and it fell to the ground.
With a "bang", the jar broke into pieces.
The man also fell heavily to the ground, making a loud dull sound.
But even with such a big commotion, no one came to check the situation.
Because the remaining three people were already staggering all over the place, some leaning on the table, some falling to the ground, and some even snoring slightly.
At this moment, a dark shadow jumped down from the wall, ran quickly to the door, confirmed through the crack in the door that all these people had fallen down, then pushed the door open and kicked those people.
Seeing that those people had no reaction at this time, the man breathed a sigh of relief, then went to the corner, brought back a new can of lamp oil, and began to sprinkle it on these people, the ground, the table, and the looms.
After the oil in the can was completely spilled, the man took the oil lamp on the table and used it to light the table that was already covered with oil.
The flame just touched the table, and unlike what one would imagine, the fire would suddenly burst into flames after touching the lamp oil. Instead, there was no reaction at all.
The man was stunned for a moment.
"It definitely won't burn." Zhuang Qingning walked in slowly from outside. She looked at the person in front of her. It was none other than Ge Wu, with whom she had stopped and chatted in the workshop during the day. She couldn't help but curl her lips and said, "Because what's in this jar is not lamp oil at all, but water."
"Water?" Ge Wu was startled again. He hurriedly touched the tabletop and sniffed it. His face changed drastically. "But when these jars of lamp oil were brought over, I saw that they were indeed lamp oil. How did they turn into water?"
"When you first brought it over, it was indeed lamp oil. You were indeed very careful and even went to check it out." Zhuang Qingning laughed. "It's a pity that the lamp oil was replaced with water in the evening. You were busy weaving at the time, and this matter was deliberately kept from you, so you naturally didn't know about it."
(End of this chapter)
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