Don't panic, the family boss is busy farming

Chapter 487 Imitation

Xu Yue nodded lightly, then patted the little niece on the back, "You can't use magic indiscriminately, you promised your aunt before that you must ask the consent of adults before using magic, and children should keep their promises, right? "

Xu Pingyuan nodded "hmm", and raised his small hand to wipe away his tears. She was not pinched again, so she stopped crying.

Xu Dongbei was also instructed by Xu Da. Although the little guy didn't understand why he did this, he agreed under the temptation of rewards.

When Mr. Qin Qian came to several people with the canvas, Xu Yue and Xu Da had already coaxed them.

Xu Da and Wen Qing accompanied the smiling faces, Qin Qian gave a cold snort, didn't worry about this matter any more, unfolded the canvas, and compared the sketch portraits that were exactly the same as Wang Pingping's, and checked them one by one at the woman's side.

Not only did he compare, but he also used his hands to pull the girls' chins, foreheads, and noses to see if there were traces of processing, and he also used his hands to draw heights and body shapes.

Seeing these details, Xu Yue unconsciously had the illusion that the disciples of the church would starve the master to death.

Fortunately, A-Niang and A-Die still kept a hundred eyes open, and Mr. Qin Qian has only learned a little bit about these methods.

However, it can also be foreseen that this trip to Jizhou will not be too smooth.

It is a very bad thing to meet an enemy who knows his opponent.

Children should not be within Mr. Qin Qian's detection range, but in the hearts of adults, children will not lie, so they can look for flaws in children.

Therefore, he still took the portrait and came to Xu Dongbei and Xu Pingyuan, and asked them coldly if they had seen the person on the canvas.

The two children were thinking about the rewards from their aunt and grandpa. When Mr. Qin Qian asked, they burst into tears, looking frightened, unable to utter a word except woo woo, let alone identify the canvas .

People who like children or don't like children don't like to hear children crying, Mr. Qin Qian reprimanded irritably:
"If you cry again, I'll throw you two into the mountains to feed the wolves! Shut up for me!"

He yelled frighteningly, but he didn't move his hands. Xu Yue and Xu Da hurriedly squatted down and hugged the child in their arms.

Mr. Qin Qian glanced at Xu Yue suspiciously, always feeling that the moment she lowered her head, she was somewhat similar to the person on the canvas.

But just when Xu Yue thought he had found something, he had already put away Wang Pingping's portrait.

The first round of portraits of Wang Pingping passed security inspections.

President Qin Qian took out two more portraits, one with two men and one with two girls.

The two men in the portrait are [-]-[-]% similar to their prototypes, not to mention exactly the same as Xu Erniang and Xu Yue, but also [-]% similar.

Xu Yue only glanced at it, but her heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking something was wrong.

But just when she was feeling bad, Xu Dalang, who was standing behind Xu Da, took a step forward, his black eyes flicked at Mr. Qin Qian.

Qin Qian, who was about to compare Xu Yue, Xu Da, and Xu Dalang, suddenly froze, skipped them, picked up the faces of the drama members behind them, and compared them carefully.

For some reason, at this moment, Xu Yue and Xu Da father and daughter felt speechless towards themselves.

Why did they forget Xu Dalang!
With such a strong mind control power, who can't fool around!Still need to pinch the child?
If Xu Erniang knew, she wouldn't have killed them, right?

"Let's go!"

Mr. Qin Qian waved his hand in disappointment, signaling the soldiers in front to make way for the troupe to let them go, and swept his sharp eyes forward, "Next!"

Xu Yue and Xu Da picked up the child and Ma Liu left.

"Wait!" President Qin Qian suddenly shouted from behind.

Xu Yue and the others paused and turned their heads slowly, thinking that Xu Dalang's mental power had failed.

"Make another registration." Mr. Qin Qian pointed to the simple tables and chairs under the shade of a tree beside him, and motioned them to go there.

Are they still registered?

Xu Yue and her father and brother looked at each other, and they both saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes.

Did Gongsun Zan learn from Xu Jiajun's entry and exit management model?
And these things were indeed left behind by Wang Pingping and Xu Da when they were under Gongsun Zan's command.

Back then, Gongsun Zan and the others dismissed this, feeling that it was troublesome and troublesome, and that they were too strictly controlled, and it was inconvenient to do many small actions.

For this reason, Wang Pingping, who insisted on implementing these rules, offended many people.

It's good now, after knowing the benefits of this kind of management, it can be used in a decent way.

Registration not only requires recording personal information, but also a painter who imitates Xu Jiajun's quick portrait at first glance, and draws the appearance of the registrant.

The formula of Xu Jiajun's improved paper is unknown to the outside world, but due to its high quality and low price, other states and counties are now gradually replacing the original bamboo slips and cloth with paper.

The information and portraits of Xu Yue and others are registered on paper, and the pens used are also charcoal pens.

However, there are too few people who can write, and the most used ones are the red mud prints placed next to the charcoal pencil holder.

The theater troupe was at the bottom of the lower class, and Xu Yue and the others slapped a big slap on the face of their uneducated characters.

The twins thought this was very funny, they were crying just now, but now they almost laughed happily.

Fortunately, Xu Da found out in time and stared at the two little guys, so that he didn't attract Mr. Qin Qian's attention again.

After the registration was completed, more than an hour passed.

The troupe finally set off again, driving the ox cart staggeringly onto the bumpy hard dirt road, heading for the nearest county town.

Fortunately, Gongsun Zan did not have such a complete information transmission system as Xu Jiajun's. Even if he registered now, when the registration information was transmitted to Gongsun Zan, Xu Yue estimated that Jizhou was no longer Gongsun Zan's Jizhou.

But it turns out that people can never underestimate their enemies.

One second, Xu Yue was mocking Jizhou's backward information transmission system in her heart, but the next second, they saw the gray cement road that should have only appeared in Youzhou under the rule of Xu Jiajun.

"This, this, isn't this Jizhou?"

Wen Qing looked at the gray road ahead that had been paved for a short section by the corvees, and his eyes widened in shock, almost thinking that he had gone to the wrong place.

The bullock cart stopped, and the supervisor in front of him pointed to the dry ridge next to him and shouted:
"Go around the field!"

Wen Qing took a deep breath, and the members of the rushing car nodded, bypassing the concrete road being laid and drove across the edge of the field.

The terrain here is open, and it can be clearly seen that the serving laborers are carrying a load of cement mortar that has been mixed manually, and pouring it directly on the original dirt road foundation.

This pouring method is very fast, and a concrete road can be paved in a short time.

But it was too simple and rude, the foundation was not solid, and there were no drainage ditches on both sides of the road. It would have to be repaired in a short time. It was a tofu project.

Looking at the cement powder pulled by the ox cart, the color is also different from the one made by his own, Xu Da immediately felt relieved.

(End of this chapter)