Yuanshin: The duty of the inspector is to eat melons

She hurriedly called the butler, and after explaining to the other party's disciples from the Hearth House, she asked him to hire three carriages to pick them up quickly.

She plans to temporarily arrange people at home, anyway, there are many vacant rooms on the first floor.

Although it is a bit shameful, I have to say that it is really good to have money.

About an hour later, the five children were picked up by the housekeeper. Before that, Tavernaer had two maids clean five rooms. There were not enough quilts in the house, so he went out and bought a few more sets. return.

Five boys and girls walked into this strange mansion with apprehensive hearts. After seeing an acquaintance like Tavernaer, their hanging hearts slowly fell.

They fixed their eyes, stared at their future chief, and vowed that no matter what difficulties they encountered in the future, they would go on and not shame Hearth House.

While they were waiting for the chief to issue orders with full of enthusiasm, Tavenal glanced at them lightly, "From today onwards, each of you will submit a manuscript every day and hand it over to the housekeeper, who will help you vote for the current Winterland's largest publisher."

The blood of the boys and girls was half cold, and one of them mustered up the courage to raise his hand, expressing that he had a problem.

Tavernaar hummed, and nodded indifferently, "Say."

"Reporting officer, is this asking us to sneak into the scholar community disguised as writers?"

Looking at those expectant eyes, Tavenal's answer was like the cold winter wind, cooling the remaining half of the blood.

"There is no need to pretend or sneak in. Your goal is to become a qualified writer."

It's not putting on armor and stepping onto the battlefield, or lurking into dangerous places to obtain information, what kind of army is this?

Did they really come under the hands of a certain adult whose position was no lower than an executive officer?

This is too harmonious, and it is so different from the life described in the letters sent back by the brothers and sisters who joined the army that it seems unreal.

"..." Several people looked at each other.

"Okay, put your luggage in your room."

The two maids led them to the new room. Vajim stood at the end of the five, looked at Tavenal who was standing still, and looked at them like that, gritted his teeth, "Sir, I..."

He seemed to have made up his mind, but when Tavernaar looked at it, he stopped talking.

"Sorry," he hung his head, "just when are we going to write?"

"Until you become a qualified writer." Tavernall replied.

After sending these children away, Tavernall went back upstairs and turned to the "Book of Narratives" again.

Although I know that the problem with this thing is not small, what is certain is that its problem is hidden and will not explode in a short time. Perhaps it will not be abnormal until the Queen of Ice obtains all the hearts of God and starts the next plan. show up.

So before that, it must be used normally.

"Book of Narratives" recorded all her experiences of the day, on a brand new page.

It seems that the task that the Queen of Ice entrusted to her still has a certain weight. God is worthy of being a god, and his personality is very high. One sentence can increase the reward of this task.

When the news department I conceived is completed, I will probably be able to obtain a new ability, and it will be strengthened even if it is not good.

After re-reading, analyzing and reconciling the above conversations with the rooster and the rich man, she slowly conceived the internal structure of the department.

Chapter 43

She wasn't idle while waiting for the rooster and the rich to reply.

First, according to the previous instructions of the Ice Queen, I often visit the leader to report the progress of the work, and then wander around the streets and alleys of the East City to collect books in major bookstores and libraries.

With the existence of the "Book of Narratives", it is quite simple for her to distinguish the authenticity of the content of the book. No matter who he is, record it in the book first, and if it cannot be recorded, it is edited.

Of course, even if it was made up, she would not completely deny it. After all, reading novels to pass the time was one of her first hobbies.

As a result, she almost moved back any books with good content, and bought a large number of books in a short period of time, and she soon ran out of funds.

I ran to the bank to check my account, and Pantalone's appropriation hadn't arrived yet.

This person's efficiency is really low enough, procrastinating, is he so reluctant to part with the little money?

Since it didn't work here, she turned her idea to the Royal Library in the Winter Palace.

After solemnly applying to the Ice Queen, Her Majesty the Queen gave her free access without hesitation, no matter what her purpose was.

I am the dog of the Ice Queen!

She once again shouted the wisdom of Her Majesty the Queen in her heart.

Since the books here cannot be taken home, she is much more efficient when she is only recording books. She takes out each book and wipes it on the "Book of Narratives". If she finds that it is real history, she will continue to record , not just the next one.

In order to go through all the books as soon as possible, Tavernall went to the Winter Palace twice a day instead of once every two days.

I don't know why, but in the next 24 hours, the rich man and the rooster gave her answers one after another as if they had discussed it.

Now the office and funds are also in full swing.

But the five teenagers and girls are obviously not yet ready to work.

In order to catch up with the progress, Tavernall slightly slowed down the frequency of going to the Royal Library, and turned his finger on the five subordinates.

Thus, a tragic scene took place.

Before six o'clock in the morning, they would be dragged out of the room by the officer who woke up earlier. After a quick breakfast, they would gather in the living room to listen to the grammar teacher invited by the officer. After the two-hour class was over.

After lunch, it was another free writing time in the afternoon. Each person had to submit an essay in the afternoon, and they could only rest after the grammar teacher judged that they were qualified.

After dinner, it will be reading time under the personal supervision of the chief. The book currently being read will be randomly checked by the chief for its plot design and reading experience.

However, during such spot checks, they also discovered an outrageous thing.

That was their chief, who could clearly remember all the contents of a book he picked out from the bookshelf at random, and asked questions.

Then she has at least read all the books on the shelf and memorized the contents.

What kind of reading and memory is this, they can hardly imagine.

It's just that the mist covering the light-weight and frail officer is getting thicker.

Therefore, under the special supervision of Tavernall, the children's grammar level is improving at a very surprising speed.

They were originally the more talented part of the orphanage. After intensive practice and reading, they have memorized various expression skills and writing methods.

In just over ten days, they received replies from the publishing house one after another. All five of them passed, and their level has been recognized by the industry.

Just when they thought Tavernal was finally about to officially release the next stage of tasks, such as higher-level learning and reading, Tavernal terminated the cramming.

"Now, it's time to use your pens to describe the world you really see."

Tavernaar stood in front of five people who were more or less tired and had dark circles around their eyes. His voice was not loud but very clear:

"From now on, you follow me and only need to submit a diary every two days."

"journal?"

"Yes, diary, use what you have learned, and describe what you have seen as interestingly as possible."

At first, they felt that their daily life was extremely boring, and there was nothing worth recording.

But soon, they knew they were wrong.

He also really realized how outrageous his official position was.

On the first day, she took them to the Winter Palace.

Facing the supreme ruler who only occasionally appeared in celebrations, the five of them didn't even have the courage to raise their heads. When they looked up, they saw the shoes of the Ice Queen sticking to the ground.

Tavernaar was sitting in the auditorium in the corner, her expression was still serious, but judging by the fingers she tapped on the table, she was quite comfortable at the moment.

A group of ministers who reported their work glanced at the corner from time to time. Even if it was authorized by the queen, it was hard not to notice the sudden increase of so many people.

In the past, it was fine if she was the only one, after all, her small size was not too conspicuous.

Now, there are a total of six people who come with their families and their mouths. They are still taking notes with notebooks and brushes in their hands, which makes them all nervous. They repeat every sentence before they say it. Think carefully, for fear that something is wrong and someone will record it. :

When the meeting was over, the officials left one after another. Puccinera adjusted his small glasses and walked slowly to Tavernaar with a cane.

"Tavernal, you are..." There was not much doubt in the small eyes, after all, it was someone Her Majesty cared about, so he just came over to greet him for the sake of saving face.

"As you can see, I'm bringing in newcomers." Tavenal replied neither humble nor overbearing, and then said: "The new office building is very beautiful, thank you for your hard work."

"Hehe, it's good if I can help you..."

The two exchanged a few words about the business of you coming and going, and the mayor left satisfied after checking the sense of presence.

The five younger brothers stared at Tavernal's back with admiration. As expected of the boss, he could not only easily enter the Winter Palace to attend the important meeting of Her Majesty the Queen, but also chat and laugh happily with the respected mayor. His future is boundless.

On the way back, Tavenal suddenly turned around, "Most of the various policies that I just heard cannot be written in the diary, the secrecy act, remember."

"Remember!"

The five people answered in unison, their voices were not low, which attracted the frequent glances of passers-by on the road.

"Keep down on the road, you are not in the army."

Tavernall's eyes turned black, and Arechino's early militarized management of the child is not all a good thing. Obedience is obedience, but conditioned reflexes are too silly in this situation.

It seems that education has a long way to go.

Chapter 44 Come to Life

The growth of the boys and girls continued, and after taking them around the city for a week, she began to gradually shift the content of her work.

After consulting with several publishing house bosses, Tavernaer determined his nondescript news department development policy, and the more specific content was directly thrown to five boys and girls.

She doesn't expect to succeed once, after all, it's too ideal, so it doesn't matter if they make mistakes, anyway, they have a lot of trial and error costs.

It's nothing more than listening to the rich chatting about the business system and economic development strategy of Zhiwinter.

Just be responsible and nod, and the rich will allocate funds after talking enough.

After getting the support of the chief, the five people also began to think about it on their own.

Although it is said that the funds are sufficient, they who came from the orphanage are quite aware of the hard-earned money, and strive to spend every penny wisely, groping for the experience left by their predecessors, and are very vigilant.

Among them, Victoria is the head. This girl showed a vigilance far beyond her peers, but she did not lose the ability to react on the spot. With the background of inspector Tavenal, she succeeded in getting acquainted with a group of publishing houses, which can be described as bold. Careful, he led his friends to avoid many traps and saved Tavernar a lot of money.

Alina is quite good at communication, she can quickly let strangers off their guard, and she looks bright and cute. In the few days she followed Victoria around, she has already won the favor of many young talents.

In the face of their overt and secret courtship and pursuit, the little girl learned the skills of fish farming without a teacher, and gradually went far on the road of Neptune.

Fortunately, Tavenal discovered it in time, and secretly sent someone to arrange a little trouble for her, so that young people who have not experienced much in the world know that fish farming is risky, and excessive hints and ambiguity are likely to leave scars on people. sustainable development.

Miria seems to be better at painting and shooting than writing news, and his personality is quite jumpy and active. It is difficult for ordinary people to follow his train of thought. Tian is obsessed with taking pictures in the streets and alleys, and often only sees him at night.

Vajim is the best at writing among the five. Not to mention the changeable writing style, he can handle different styles with ease.However, no one is perfect. He is very bad at dealing with interpersonal relationships. He is always the most silent one in life. In his words, everything he wants to say has been written on paper. He is not interested in communicating with others. .

Of course, in Taverner's view, there is no harm, just give him a position and work content that does not require communication with others. She is always tolerant of capable people.

Pavel was the least outstanding in writing among the five, but his observation skills were good, both in reading and in memory, and he was addicted to psychology.

Tavernall felt that it was a good thing for talents to develop in many ways, so he simply sent him and Miria to collect intelligence on the streets and alleys.

As the boss, apart from asking questions on important issues, she mostly let them develop by themselves, checking the overall progress every few days.

The content of the "Book of Narratives" is also increasing.

On this day, I went through the schedule in my mind, and after confirming that there was nothing to do, I simply found a few novels to pass the time.

Covered with a blanket, she lay comfortably on the easy chair by the fireplace, holding the book in front of her eyes with the wind, her hands and feet huddled in the blanket.

Even after the coldest season, the temperature showed no signs of rising. If not necessary, Tavernall wanted to stay with her quilt until she grew old.

In this cold and cruel world, only a small quilt can bring her some warmth.

Tavenal, who was huddled by the fireplace sofa under a quilt, was enjoying a rare and quiet time when the door of the room was knocked by the maid.

"My lord, there is a letter from you, sent from the Winter Palace."

To the Winter Palace? It seems Her Majesty is looking for her.

Regretfully throwing off the warm blanket, she stood up, and the maid had already come over to deliver the letter, and then took it and opened it. .

Uh... summoning order.

"I'm going out."

Because it was an official call, Tavernall put on his uniform.As soon as I walked out of the house, I found that it was snowing again. Fortunately, there was no strong wind. The experience of cutting my cheek was refreshing.

Putting on the hood of the furry coat, she stepped into the snow all over the sky.

This convening is not aimed at everyone, only those who are currently in the solstice are present.

The doctor, the girl, the rooster, the rich man, the servant, and the son were present.