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Chapter 421

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Looking at the screen full of ridicule, Jiang Pengji felt like she was about to collapse.

Host V: "I'm telling you seriously, if you continue to ridicule me, I'm going to throw a tantrum and go on strike."

This kind of threat was really weak to the audience. Instead, they laughed even harder.

Zuizhan Baishegeng: "Emperor of Dongqing: I'm not dead yet, you rebel, how dare you call yourself 'emperor'."

Buduhuo Badao: "# propping chin, I feel that sooner or later the host will call herself 'emperor', I'm just enjoying it first."

Cat Food Is Here: "Do you guys want to bet on why Xu Ke is here? Is he looking for the host to ask for people or to report to her about his work? I think a crying child gets milk. Uncle Meng Hun is too honest, he only works and doesn't talk. I feel sorry for him. I don't think Xu Ke is the type to keep quiet, he's probably here to cry too. "

The audience started to bet. Jiang Pengji put her feet down and put away the tool she used to pick up blisters.

In less than two breaths, Xu Ke walked over with steady steps and bowed to her.

Jiang Pengji was scared and asked helplessly, "Xiaoyu, are you short of manpower and want to ask me for it?"

Xu Ke looked at her silently, then took out a thick new account book from his sleeve.

As an accountant who had been with Jiang Pengji for many years, Xu Ke was very familiar with accounting.

Jiang Pengji's heart skipped a beat. She took the book from Xu Ke and opened it. She almost vomited blood.

Xu Ke then said, "I'm not here to ask for people, my lord."

Jiang Pengji calmed herself down, then lowered her head to look at the statistics on the account book.

She might as well ask for people!

Xu Ke was indeed the accountant she valued. He was good at managing internal affairs, but he was also very clever at accounting. In front of her were the rice expenses for this period of time and the following month's various expenses. She didn't know she was so poor.

"The original food can last for three to four months, but with the people of Xiangyang district, it's a little hard to make ends meet." Xu Ke sighed and deliberately said in a low voice, "I really can't do anything. A clever housewife can't cook without rice, right? So, I don't care if Lord is turning stone into gold, digging into someone else's granary, or stealing their stored food. If the granary doesn't have enough food, the people who hire you will naturally panic. "

Jiang Pengji took a deep breath and asked, "Xiaoyu, shouldn't I share the lord's worries under normal circumstances?"

Xu Ke looked at her, raised his hand and pointed at the two dark circles under his eyes, and calmly added insult to injury.

"If I had the ability to be separated, I would naturally share my master's burden." Xu Ke was expressionless. "It's a pity that I'm just an ordinary person and don't have that kind of supernatural power. Even if we split it in half, it would still be a drop in the bucket … My lord, do you still want to hear anything else? "

He only wanted food. It was already good enough that he didn't join in the fun and ask for people.

Jiang Pengji almost couldn't control the nerves in the corners of her mouth. She took a deep breath.

She said, "Leave the food to me."

Xu Ke cupped his hands respectfully and prepared to leave to continue working overtime while waiting for the food to be stored in the warehouse.

Jiang Pengji was depressed. She shouted outside, "Taxue, bring me some cosmetic powder!"

These people were bullying her for having good skin and not having dark circles under her eyes after staying up all night!

The audience in the streaming room laughed hysterically as they watched Zhong Sunyuan draw two big dark circles under his eyes.

Yuyu Yecheng: "Hahaha — I'm dying of laughter. I feel so sorry for Xu Ke and the others' dark circles under their eyes. The lousy streamer exploits her employees and doesn't give them holidays or raises … But the streamer, you drew two dark circles under your eyes. Are you purely here to entertain the public? Seriously, what happened to the cold and aloof goddess? Why did she become a joker? "

Zuiyun Catyao: "# rubbing face. Am I the only one who realized that the streamer has actually been driven crazy?

The subordinates are driven crazy by their work. The streamer is driven crazy by her subordinates and work.

They were born from the same root, so why hurt each other? "

Outsiders thought that Jiang Pengji was playing in the mud and not doing her job properly, but the audience in the streaming room saw everything she did. The energy she spent these few days was no less than that of others. However, the streamer's skin was good, so there was no sign of her staying up all night. She was at a disadvantage.

Jiang Pengji calmed herself down and grabbed a wet handkerchief to wipe off the dark circles on her face.

She regained her usual cold expression and brought a few troops to transport grain.

Although Xu Ke didn't find out the truth, the shrewd accountant wasn't that easy to fool.

He knew that Jiang Pengji had a way to get a huge amount of grain, but he didn't know how she did it.

Using popularity points to buy grain from the mall was simply a fantasy for people in this era.

Jiang Pengji didn't want to say it out to scare people, so she simply followed Xu Ke's imagination and let him misunderstand that she had the talent to find grain depots.

A batch of grain was transported from outside the city. Jiang Pengji watched as the troops stored it in the warehouse. Then, she sleepily rubbed her sore eyes.

She didn't know how expensive oil and salt were until she was in charge.

It would be great if she wasn't the son of an aristocrat. Then, she could shed all pretense of cordiality and seek help from the aristocrats.

She would beat you up if you didn't give me the grain!

"It's not easy to be a good person …" Jiang Pengji sighed. "It's even harder to be the lord."

After all that, she still had to play with mud again. She supervised the construction progress of the brick kiln and went to the mall to buy mud.

She mixed the mud she bought from the mall with the local mud. According to the experience of the pottery-making elder, both were suitable for making bricks. However, to save manpower, she directly bought the mud from the mall and hid it somewhere outside the city. It wouldn't take much time to transport it.

If she dug the local mud, the manpower cost would be high and it would take a long time. A few subordinates could kill her.

Xiangyang District was close to Chengde County, so it was very convenient to buy coal. It was summer now, so there was very little coal.

Jiang Pengji ordered people to flip through the coal storage in Xiangyang District and found that there was enough to make 20 kilns of bricks.

With enough manpower, it wouldn't take much time to build a simple brick kiln.

At that moment, everyone suddenly realized that their lord didn't play with mud anymore. She played with wood.

They were dumbfounded.

On the surface, she played with wood, but in reality, she was making the double-action piston bellows.

"If I say … I'm not slacking off, and I'm not doing my job, will anyone still believe me?"

She hadn't slept for two days to make the rubbish bellows.

The audience in the streaming room could testify that she hadn't closed the streaming room for two days!

She looked at Taxue pitifully. Her pitiful expression made Taxue laugh.

Taxue comforted her with a smile. "When the bricks are out of the kiln, the gentlemen will understand."

Jiang Pengji's wounded heart was barely healed.

Although the audience in the streaming room helped, brick-making was still a foreign field to Jiang Pengji, not to mention the "technicians" who were involved. They had never heard of bricks. Whether the bricks could be made or not, and what the results would be, no one was sure.

Jiang Pengji waited for the news of the brick kiln. She was perturbed and nervous.

However, it seemed that God couldn't stand her peace.

Just as the construction of Xiangyang District was in full swing, a piece of news came. Jiang Pengji was so angry that she almost drew her sword and killed someone.

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