The Silly Alchemist

“I hear you!” Ye Wang echoed, his expression did not change, nor did his tone.

“Then why go into the city?" ”The little official snorted.

“Are we going into town because of what you said?” Ye Lang asked strangely.

Yeah, about that?

Everybody's thinking about it, and by the way, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with it. Who is this person and has the right to say something like that?

Who does he think he is, Lord of the City? Or the Emperor?

“Of course it does, I'm here...” That little official jammed the case.

“What's here? Chef?” Ye Wang asked, the leader of porridge, presumably the head chef or something.

“Who's the head chef, me, I'm the grain officer here...” The little official finally said his official name, but it also made him feel ashamed, looking at Ye Lang, a little upset and angry.

“It turns out it's the grain officer, disrespect!” Ye Lang spoke face to face, but this face lasted only a moment and was soon broken.

“I just don't get it. A grain officer gives a shit what we're doing in town. Are you qualified to do that?” Ye Lang asked gently geologically, and this question did not look down on the meaning of man, it was merely a question.

However, in other people's ears, it doesn't smell the same, thinking that Ye Wei is looking down on people or trying to get himself off the stage.

At this time, people in the vicinity couldn't bear to smile secretly, including those on the side of the town, who didn't seem to like the grain officer very much.

“I'm not qualified. I'm not qualified. Do you know who my brother-in-law is?” In such cases, it is common to lift your own backstage, although this is a poor approach.

That's true, dog warriors!!

The people on the side of the small town were very disdainful to say that they could bear the small grain officer, but they were not afraid that there would be no grain. The grain officer had not yet had the right to withhold them, because they had endured the backstage of the small grain officer, his brother-in-law.

“I don't know!” Ye Wei shook his head, "but does it matter? Can your brother-in-law be represented by you? ”

“This, of course!!” The grain officer did not say very definitively that it was clear that he could not.

And at this point, Ye Lang said, "Oh, I see. Then tell me who your brother-in-law is. ”

Hey, you don't believe him!!

Someone wiped a sweat on the leaf wave. Can you believe this?

“My brother-in-law, he's the leader of the Knights here.” The grain officer said arrogantly.

“Oh, Commander of the Knights, isn't he the owner of the city?” Ye Wang asked in tone.

“No!”

“What are you arrogant about?” Ye Wang asked with a smile.

Everyone stays...

“Of course I am… ah… what did you just say?” Looking at Ye Wei's smile was so bland, the little grain officer had not yet reacted yet, and thought Ye Wei was bragging about himself.

And at this time, when the neighbors recovered, they said in unison: "Then you are arrogant!! ”

By this time, the small grain officer's face had turned red, as if it were explosive to explode at any moment, and the level of shame seemed to reach the threshold.

“It's not the owner of the city, what right do we have to restrict access, even if it's the owner of the city, open the gate to me, let alone you! Get away from me!” Ye Lang said softly.

The grain officer jumped up and shouted in a desperate manner: "You're a slut, you dare to tell me to go away! I told you, you will not enter this door this year, you do not qualify!! ”

“Dalits? With that, I can send you to jail, but I won't compare you to your little grain officer. What qualifications does your small town need to have to enter?” Ye Wang looked at the little grain officer and said with some disdain.

In Yelang's words, there is actually one thing that should be brought to the attention of the small grain officer, which is that the small grain officer disrespects him and may actually have a case.

There is a common law on this continent that nobles need to be punished if they are insulted, because they are nobles and nobles should possess nobility; and nobles who insult others equally need to be punished accordingly, also because they are nobles and nobles should maintain their nobility!

Of course, this rule has been trampled upon by some powerful aristocrats, and very little attention has been paid to it, but if a civilian insults an aristocrat, it would still be a great loss, and low-ranking aristocrats insult a higher rank, let alone die worse than civilians.

Just because, in the words of the civilian population, nobility may only teach them a lesson, after all, they do not want to see the civilian population in general, so that there is a loss of their identity, and between nobles, that would have been a battlefield, and it would not have been easy to forget.

Look, this little grain officer is supposed to be a small nobleman, but he will never be higher than Ye Wang. It seems that Ye Wang carries a title on his back. He can't figure this out himself, but he has had it before anyway.

Although the Ye family left the Empire, their aristocracy was recognized by all countries, and in order to show goodwill with the Ye family, do not offend Ye Lang, even if Ye Lang's thirteenth son did not see it well, it can also be erased.

At this time, the grain officer and no one else cares about this. They just care about Ye Wang's tone, saying that the small town is a small town, if not his tone, it means that he is not a simple person.

At this moment, of course, the CFO believes a little more in the former, and believes that the Ye waves are the kind with a big breath.

“Humph, not a bad breath, I don't know if you are qualified for this!!” The grain officer hummed, and he didn't seem to be entangled with Ye Wang's identity and seemed afraid to touch a side he couldn't offend.

“What qualifications do you need, then?” Ye Wang asked lightly.

“This, at the very least, has to pay the city fees, which is fundamental. Ten copper coins with imperial status, no identity requires a silver coin!” The petty grain officer said reluctantly that he now felt that the identity of the Yeats seemed to be quite straightforward, a temperament not possessed by these refugees.

“Think it's a big deal, not just the city fees, do you all have imperial status?” Ye Wang asked the refugees around him.

At this time, if it had been, Ye Chang would have thrown a bag of gold coins, but now he doesn't want to, he won't give a penny more this time.

It's not that he suddenly realized that he doesn't want to lose because he now understands that his money needs to be spent where it should be, and that the loser thing has to be backwards, um, backwards.

Knowing that there are hundreds of thousands of refugees fleeing this time, Ye Chang already knows that he can defeat his home once and may even defeat all his property… (to be continued, please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)