While Li Tianchong and Zhang Jing were working out a strategy to recapture Jiaxing, Wang San, the cell leader of Zhejiang Governor's Yamen Prison, welcomed a big customer, a richly dressed steward, in the Futai Yamen Prison gatehouse.
Wang San was a branch of the local Wang family, a wealthy family. He was barely able to hold a job. He left the Wang family's eldest brother's relationship, spent money to manage the prison master of the Futai Yamen, and became a prison boss in the Futai prison.
Don't underestimate this cell leader. He may seem to have little status, but he only lives in the prison for half a day. All the prisoners in the prison have to look up to him. There are countless outsiders, and the amount of money is beyond imagination.
To give a simple example, if you are imprisoned, do you have to be beaten with a "killing stick" as usual?!
If you give enough money, you can avoid this beating in the name of "sickness"; if you give a little, but it is not enough, you can give appropriate water according to the money you gave; if you don't give any money at all , then I’m sorry, strictly follow the rules and give him a good beating.
Also, when you enter the prison, what kind of cell will you live in? Some cells can see a little sunshine through the small window, some are dark and humid, and some are worse. If you have ants, rats, and scorpions as your companions, what can you do? If you give money, you can live in a better prison. If you don't give money, you can only live in a poor prison.
Wait, wait, there are many ways to make money.
In the six months since Wang San was the prison chief, he had already made back all the money he had spent on everything he had done, and he still had a lot of surplus.
You can tell just by looking at his little days in the prison gatehouse, with his legs crossed, humming popular songs from Hualou, holding a pot of old wine in his hand and taking a sip from time to time, and there were four dishes on the table to go with the wine. Vinegar peanuts, a stack of braised tofu, a plate of pork head meat, and a stack of small fried fish, not to mention how moist it is.
There is also a jailer serving below.
"Wang Laotou, I came here to pay a visit to Wang Laotou after being introduced by Zhang Mazi."
The steward walked into the gatehouse under the leadership of a jailer. As soon as he entered the door, he bowed his belt and smiled and said hello to the cell leader Wang.
Wang San crossed his legs and took another sip of old wine, then turned to look at the steward. He looked the steward up and down. It was a brand new cotton-padded jacket made of satin, and the buttons were made of tortoiseshell. It looked like he was a man who was not short of money, so he smiled and replied. He said, "Well, you are related to that boy Zhang Mazi who left. Zhang Mazi is usually quite sensible. Since he introduced you here, it's easy to talk to him if you have something to say."
"Wang Laotou, I came here this time because I have something to ask for," the steward said with his fists in hand.
Nonsense, if you have nothing to ask for, you will come to me. Wang San complained in his heart, but because he was not short of money, he still replied with a smile, "Zhang Mazi introduced me, it's easy to talk. Easy to talk about."
In fact, he had no impression that Zhang Mazi was the green onion.
However, I have been a prison chief for half a year, and I have dealt with people from all walks of life. Maybe the person I have dealt with before is named Zhang Mazi.
"You must have someone in your family who is in jail. Since it was Zhang Mazi who introduced me, I won't beat you around the bush. Are you going to do 'all-inclusive'? 'two-way package'? 'hit the clock', or..." One head sinks'?"
Wang San let out a wine burp and asked with a philistine smile.
Fully covered? Covered at both ends? Hit the clock? Fully covered? What the hell is this? The manager was obviously confused.
"Hehe, let me tell you, this so-called all-inclusive package means that you spend money to buy out all the staff from the door servant to the jailer, as well as the relevant yamen clerks, waiters, etc.; this so-called double package means that you buy two ends, buy two
If you don't pay inside and outside, if you buy or not, you will definitely not be as well cared for as if you were a full package; this is called hitting the cash clock, that is, every time the prisoner makes a request for action, he has to give money and pay for it now; this is called sinking one's head.
Just give money to the jailer in the cell, that is, me, so that I can take care of the people in the cell, so that they will suffer less physical pain, live better, and eat better."
Wang San shook his head and introduced several of his businesses.
"I understand, I understand. Thank you Wang Laotou for your explanation. I wonder, Wang Laotou, what kind of money do you think these small ones are enough for?"
As the steward said, he took out a money bag from his sleeve. It was bulging and heavy, and made a clattering sound when he threw it.
"Enough, enough, all inclusive is enough."
When Wang Sanyi saw the money bag, his eyes widened. He chuckled and got up, grabbing the money bag as if to grab it.
Wang San knew as soon as he weighed it that there were fifty taels of silver in the bag.
Open it and take a look.
As expected, there were ten silver ingots inside, each worth five taels, not to mention how cute they were.
"It's just a small thing. It's just a convenience for Wang Laotou. Tomorrow, I will give you the same generous gift."
The steward said with a smile.
"No problem, no problem, I'm telling you, brother, as long as you don't take the prisoner out of the cell, it's up to you."
For the sake of money, Wang Laotou was extremely enthusiastic.
"Thank you very much, prison chief Wang. I dare not hide it from the prison chief Wang. I am the steward of Mr. Zhao, the prefect of Jiaxing. My husband went out of the city to ask for help. Mr. Futai mistakenly thought he had abandoned the city and fled. He was thrown into prison without trial.
My wife is very concerned about me, so she sent me to see the master, give him a bed, bedding, clothes, and a few words of concern for him." The steward introduced himself to the family and made a request.
"I don't care about the big shot's affairs. I can only take care of the three-thirds of an acre of land in the prison. Again, as long as you don't bring people out, you can do whatever you want."
Wang Laotou said nonchalantly.
He has great professional ethics and will do things after receiving money. No matter who the prisoner is or why the prisoner comes in, as long as he gives money, then everyone is equal.
"Thank you very much, Wang Laotou." The steward thanked him profusely.
"Okay, hurry in, Little Hook. You take him in and open Master Wang's cell door. Just watch from a distance and don't disturb them." Wang San ordered the jailer who was following him.
"Okay, Wang Tou." The jailer nodded and bowed, leading the steward toward the cell.
"Thank you, little brother." The steward followed the jailer and walked in. After turning a corner, he took out a five-tael silver ingot and handed it to the jailer.
"Hehe, you are indeed the steward of a big man's family, he just knows how to get into trouble." The jailer smiled like a flower.
He is just a small jailer, and his salary in a year is less than ten taels of silver. It is not his turn to make money, and he can only drink the meat while others eat it. This five taels of silver is not enough for him.
It was a huge sum of money for him.
"Little brother, I want to spend some time alone with my husband later. My wife asked me to send a few words of concern to him so that no one else can hear them, otherwise my wife will lose face."
The manager said with a flattering smile.
"Hey, it's easy to talk. Later, I will temporarily transfer the prisoners in the surrounding prisons to other cells to give you a chance to be alone."
The jailer said with a smile.
"Thank you little brother, thank you little brother." The steward thanked him repeatedly. ()