Since it was official business, Yan Yu followed the normal procedure and handed over the name tag of the palace to see him.

The steward of Magistrate Pang's house received her while sending someone to deliver a message inside.

Soon, Mrs. Pang asked her to come in.

Being young is not without its advantages. At least there are no taboos when entering and exiting the inner house.

Yan Yu was wondering if the general accountant had thought of this and gave her the notes from the adults...

"Yan Huaian?" Mrs. Pang was graceful and generous, sitting in the middle, looking at the nameplate and reading out, then smiled and said: "If I remember correctly, this should be your father's name."

How could she not know the name of my little friend who plays so well with my little Ah Fu? She came to give her a New Year gift before and met her in person. I remember that her last name was only the Chinese character Yu, and she was the second in the family.

Yan Yu's cheeks were slightly red, and she explained in a low voice: "Madam, my father is preparing for the government examination. Therefore, I help him run errands and deliver messages. It has been a common practice since ancient times for children to take over the duties of their fathers..."

Mrs. Pang was overjoyed.

"The palace also agrees?"

Yan Yu straightened her back and became more generous, saying: "Eunuch Wang Deshan, the general manager of the palace, is my godfather. My father has some experience in general affairs. He is trustworthy, so he accepted the job. He planned to report on it after the county examination.

Who would have thought that with such luck, my father actually passed the county examination and Gu Feng ranked sixth among the top ten in the county!"

All these things can be checked. Her godfather taught her to be frank and frank, but only made a little embellishment. Nine truths and one falsehood are all false.

The godfather also said that if they recognized their godfather and passed the road in front of the prince, there would be no need to hide it. He is the general manager of the prince's palace and can take care of his own people.

Mrs. Pang also knew about this relationship, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Internal officials were engaged in marriage, and Manager Wang of the Prince's Palace only recognized the little man in front of him. He wanted to be a filial piety for the rest of his life, so he naturally valued it more.

Yan Yu took the initiative to talk about the pledge.

Before she came, she made a draft in her mind. She spoke clearly and clearly, and her few words were not wordy.

Mrs. Pang looked relaxed at first, but the more she listened, the more serious she became.

He kept nodding along with her words.

When he finished speaking, he couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised: "This method is wonderful!"

Donations have been pledged in batches, so there is no need to wait. Listening to the words, the palace will set up tents everywhere today to allow the victims to receive cotton-padded clothes based on their registration.

"Secretary, tell me, how many people are suitable for our family to recognize?" Mrs. Pang saw that she was articulate and well-organized, so she wanted to test her.

"The second batch is rice and grain, and the family can afford no more than 30% of it." Yan Yu added: "Or we can wait for the third batch of charcoal, the fourth batch of medicinal materials... There is no limit on money, it is better to donate directly.

"

Mrs. Pang made some calculations and asked curiously: "So, the accounts are so complicated and messy, how does the palace keep the accounts?" How can each family balance it?

"Gentlemen, we must be gathered together. There are many things we are lacking. Even if we have money, we can't buy them all. We have to buy as much as we can." In other words, now we can't buy anything with money. After the palace classified each house, by the way,

They also estimate the amount of donations to be quite accurate. You don't just have to pledge money just because you have money. It is more in line with their plan to donate money within the designated range for you.

Within this range, you can donate less, but don’t donate more because you won’t be able to buy as many supplies.

Therefore, they welcome donations of goods and materials.

As for how much money each family contributes and what the proportion is, it is actually all secretly controlled by the palace.

Even if each company compares them privately, they will only find that they are similar to each other.

This greatly increased the workload of the accounting clerk.

It is also an effective method that can quickly promote disaster relief matters.

It seems complicated, but it actually saves trouble.

I am tired only of them, and other aspects, including communication with various companies, have become much easier.

"Our imperial concubine is kind-hearted and is willing to make up for the shortfall." Yan Yuxin said, it feels good to be rich and wealthy. In the words of the accountants, it is rare for our prince's palace to be rich.

This is their greatest confidence.

The imperial concubine has the whole story.

"Mom, why didn't you call me when the waiter came!" Pang Xiaopang ran in from outside and shouted dissatisfied.

"Ah Fu, slow down, be careful where you step." Mrs. Pang stood up and looked at the child running over with worry.

"Boy, where are we going to have fun today?" Pang Xiaopang asked enthusiastically.

Yan Yu cleared her throat and said seriously: "I'm here today for official business."

"What?" Pang Xiaopang was confused and thought he heard wrongly.

Yan Yu repeated it again, and kindly repeated what he had said to Mrs. Pang before.

"Wow!" Pang Xiaopang exclaimed: "You are running errands for your father!"

Yan Yu:……

What she said made her instantly think of takeout...

"Absolutely." Yan Yu said.

Don't say it, if you think about it carefully, that's what it really means.

Pang Xiaopang immediately turned his head and said to Mrs. Pang in a super voice: "Mom, I also want to go to the palace to run errands. Can dad also go and make a name for himself? Xiao Er's dad can do it, so can my dad? Can you?

?”

Even though the little fat boy is usually very clever, he is still a child and he only knows a lot about things.

In his heart, he probably thinks that his father is the prefect, and he is a senior official than the waiter and her father. If his father can be a waiter, there is nothing he can't do...

Mrs. Pang:......

"Afumo is talking nonsense, your father is busy with official duties..."

"Yes, dad is busy, so I will go for him!" Pang Xiaopang said matter-of-factly.

When Yan Yu saw Mrs. Pang, she didn't know how to explain it to the little fat man. From an adult's perspective, this matter was quite complicated, and it couldn't be explained in a few words.

Then he took over the conversation: "Xiao Pang, your father is more knowledgeable than my father, so he has to do more difficult and important work. My father is less knowledgeable, so he is good at doing this."

"Is it based on knowledge?" Pang Xiaopang looked serious and nodded seriously: "Then I understand."

He said with great regret: "Well, waiter, my brother can't go with you this time."

Yan Yu also responded sternly: "Xiao Pang, good brother, I understand."

Mrs. Pang looked at these two villains and wanted to laugh but couldn't. She almost suffered internal injuries.

…

I visited several places one after another and everything went smoothly.

Yan Yu knew very well that the identity of Qiansun, the general manager of the palace, gave her a lot of conveniences.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After returning to the palace to pay off the work, Yan Yu went home from get off work.

"Mom, I'm so hungry. Is it time to eat?" Yan Yu touched her belly, feeling empty and in urgent need of filling.

"Now, wait a minute." Li Xuemei looked outside.

I also murmured in my heart why the child's father hasn't come yet.

Mrs. Tian felt sorry for her child and said: "From now on, we have to always keep some snacks and snacks at home, just in case the child is hungry, waiter! My grandma will make it for you tomorrow, so you can bring some with you. If you are hungry outside, just fill it up."

Take a bite."

"Hey, my Dabao is back from a business trip. You have worked hard! Look what dad has brought for you!" Yan Laoer put the basin he was carrying in front of Yan Yu.

"Hawthorn Tremella!" Yan Yu happily looked at the red fruit red soup soaking Tremella fuciformis in front of her.

Look at this color, it makes you want to eat.

Yan Qianchu brought in a fish stew.

Yan Yu's eyes lit up a little more.

This is not an ordinary recipe. Look at the presentation. There are vegetables, noodles, and tofu dip... this is grilled fish!

Grilled fish is best served with rice.

Yan Yu murmured in his heart.

Yan Xiangheng stepped in, holding a large bowl of rice in his hand.

Qing'er in the back is holding chopsticks.

Ms. Cui, who was at the back, kept saying: "Slow down, little girl. If you walk so fast, the ground will be slippery. If you get stuck again..."

"Our waiter has come back from a business trip. I have a good reputation with you, but it's hard to talk about it outside now. I'll hide it for a while. When you can tell me, you can tell me. I need to talk to them well. I'm majestic and majestic."

,Hahaha!"

Mrs. Cui put braised baby potatoes on the table, as well as a side of soybean curd.

Aunt Rong came in last, carrying a big box.

Take out a bowl of fried sauce, cut radish strips and washed young vegetable leaves.
To be continued...