The prisoner who needed spring water to boil medicine was named Tian, an official of the Imperial Household Department. He was quite old, in his sixties. He was imprisoned in Tianlao some time ago, and the charge was that he was harboring great ambitions and plotting against the law. This charge, to put it mildly, would not allow him to leave for three to five years, seven to eight years. To put it more seriously, he must go to the execution ground and taste the corpse separation set meal. Lord Tian was old and had a lot of problems. He insisted on using spring water to boil medicine, saying that it was the suggestion of the imperial physician. Ordinary water boiled medicine and had no effect. For this reason, the Tian family was willing to send people to deliver spring water to Tianlao every day. But... Such a big business, how could the Tian family deliver water. If the Tian family delivered water, how could Tianlao make money. No way! Whether it was food, drink, or a pot of water, it had to be handled by the jailer of Tianlao. Pay the money!
Pay the money and you will be able to use spring water to boil medicine every day. The Tian family also knew the reputation of the jailer of Tianlao, and knew that Tianlao was extorting money. What could they do? They could only pay the silver and Tianlao would send someone out of the city to fetch a pot of mountain spring water every day for decoction. Using the silver of the Tian family to help his brothers, Chen Guanlou was very skilled at this job. Others in the Jia-shaped prisons had no objection. They had a lot of profitable businesses, so there was no need to be dirty and offend people for five cents of silver every day. Besides, Chen the jailer took care of Lu Datou today, and he would definitely take care of him if he had difficulties tomorrow. The order had just been received. In the first few days, Lu Datou was still conscientious. He went out of the city early every morning to fetch water and sent it back to Tianlao in time. After a few days, he became lazy and thought of spending some money to hire someone to fetch water. He discussed with his wife and spent a whole night communicating. With seven or eight red marks on his face, he finally agreed on the price with his wife, twenty coins a day. Every morning, his wife went out of the city to fetch water, handing over the money and the water, and then he would carry the mountain spring water to the Tianlao to report. Perfect! After Chen Guanlou learned about this, he shook his head and smiled. At least Lu Dasao had an extra twenty coins a day, and her daily living expenses were solved. It can be said that everyone is happy. Xiao Jin and others murmured in private, thinking that Lu Datou, that rotten guy, was not worth Chen the jailer's trouble to help, so he should be left to rot. "Chen the jailer is loyal and righteous!" "Loyal and righteous is not this way. Last time we gambled together, Lu Datou lost and had no money to pay the bill. He still owes me three taels of silver. No, I will go to him to collect the debt later. Do you want to go?" "Go, go... While that guy has money, hurry up and collect the debt. If it's too late, he will gamble it all away." "Do you want Chen the jailer to be loyal and righteous, or to be ruthless and impartial?" "Still loyal and righteous. Lu Datou is not too bad, just a rotten person." "Tianlao is full of rotten people." "Rotten people managing prisoners, a perfect match! Hahaha..." Everyone laughed and complained casually, and the matter was over. Chen Guanlou was a little concerned about the situation of Mr. Tian. The Tian family is a local rich family, not short of money. Mr. Tian's son is a filial son. He is reluctant to let Mr. Tian suffer in prison, and he paid for all the fees offered by Tianlao at the first time. He is a high-quality customer of Tianlao.
When dealing with high-quality customers, Chen Guanlou has always been friendly and amiable, and from time to time he releases a little care and warmth, so that the prisoners can feel the fine tradition of Tianlao that abides by rules and bottom lines. Next time I go to jail, I will try to come back to Tianlao and contribute to Tianlao's private account. "Master Tian, are you used to living here?" "Chen the jailer is here! Today's steamed buns are not as delicious as yesterday's, and the dough is not well fermented." "You are right. Recently, the cooks in the canteen are too unreasonable and are half-hearted in cooking. It's a pity that I am only responsible for the A-shaped prison, and the canteen is not under my control." "Chen the jailer is not easy either." "Everyone is sharing the worries of the court, and it's not easy." Chen Guanlou chatted about family matters. "The weather has not been very good these days. When the weather is better, I will arrange for you to go out for a walk, do you want to?" "Can you make your walk-in price cheaper?" Master Tian was quite tempted. Tianlao is more humane and considerate in management than the imperial prison next door. Chen Guanlou's mouth twitched. Don't compare the rough imperial prison next door with the Tianlao. The people in the imperial prison only know how to make money. Their methods are rough and bloody. They get the money but their reputation is ruined. The Tianlao is better. There are various packages, which make the prisoners actively pay out money and have a good reputation. The imperial prison should learn from the Tianlao, learn how to effectively and elegantly take money out of the prisoners' pockets. The rough men in the imperial prison are ignorant and will probably never learn it in their lifetime. "My Lord Tian, the Tianlao is poor. Hundreds and thousands of people are waiting for food with their mouths open. The landlords don't have any surplus food. It's really not cheap! At most, I'll make you a pot of good tea and give you an extra snack." Lord Tian was a little depressed. The prison guard Chen was black-hearted, black-hearted. Everyone said he was half a scholar. I really don't know what he learned when he was studying. Did he only learn how to take money out of other people's pockets? It's insulting. "I have a few reading notes in my hand, which are all my experiences and insights over the years. Several of my students wanted them, but I didn't give them to them. Why don't I give you one and you give me one for free a few times." Chen Guanlou: ... I don't know if Mr. Tian is old and his eyes are blurry. Which eye can tell that he likes reading notes? He is really bold to ask for a book for free a few times. The bookman's mysterious self-confidence, Chen Guanlou respectfully declined. "Thank you, Mr. Tian, for your kindness. How can I ask for such a precious personal item such as reading notes? No, absolutely not. The money is suitable, and I can do business with the boss." Chen Guanlou sternly rejected Master Tian's kindness. He only wanted money, even if he was beaten to death, he only wanted money. It’s better to leave your reading notes to gather dust. Lord Tian seemed disappointed and sighed, "Prisoner Chen, do you know that my reading notes are very popular among scholars?" "I know. Just because I know, I can't ask for it. My lord, I have no intention of doing business in the imperial examination." Chen Guanlou deliberately lowered his voice for the last sentence. "As a jailer, I am not suitable for this kind of business. It will easily lead to criticism. When the time comes, I will lose everything, and I may not even be able to keep my job." Those young scholars are all angry youths, trolls, and paranoiacs. If he knew that he, a jailer, had access to the reading notes of the academic master who was most cherished by scholars, he would not have to die, but he would be trampled under his feet and spit on.
Chen Guanlou loves money, but he knows how to get it wisely. There is some money that he does not earn. He just guarded his one-third of an acre of land and earned his share of the money. No matter what, he didn't want to deal with those angry youths. Just thinking about it makes my head hurt.