It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 353

Jiang Yan has not yet realized that in the future she will be forced to fall into this kind of trap again and again.

Although she was not satisfied that the work at hand was not as simple as promised, she was curious about the operation process of ancient spies or intelligence networks, and she was extremely looking forward to Chunying's next instructions.

Jiang Yan had seen the scene many times where one had to see all of XXX's information, including his life experience, within a few hours.

Even when additional plots were added from the perspective of workers, such as giving the respondents a questionnaire to fill out themselves, she was still full of questions.

How can we determine whether what someone wrote is mostly true and not fabricated? Can we just casually expose a person's dark side or dark history?

In order to avoid leaving a black history for herself, she always wrote her student handbook in a "formal" manner during her school days. Some of her childish and strange inner thoughts might be revealed to teachers or parents, but would never be put on paper.

Even for the more formal content, she compiled many different ones, changing them every few years with little repetition.

Since the results of the investigation couldn't be guaranteed to be completely accurate, would she be criticized or punished if there were any errors? She was worried that in the end, she would lose money and effort.

Jiang Yan quickly looked through the information Chunying had just brought back and asked for advice humbly.

"So you have to make good use of 'doubt' or 'promise'." Chunying thought of her past experience and couldn't help but murmur softly, "It doesn't always work, because you don't know what it will look like when it's delivered to the master. Maybe those uncertainties have already become facts."

"But even if we're wrong, as long as it's not a major issue, most of the time it won't matter. The master doesn't know us and will only scold the steward above us. The steward is far away from us, so if we want to scold him, we have to consider the cost."

Not to mention that the plate shop is too big now and there is an urgent shortage of manpower. If the people are kicked out, who will do the work... Chunying thought that the managers must be thinking the same thing as she did.

She said to Jiang Yan, "Please read through all of these and pick out the ones that match the requirements. We'll go look for them one by one tomorrow morning."

Jiang Yan was still immersed in Chunying's reasoning that it was difficult to find someone for the chief steward. If the chief steward was not convenient to come, what about the middle steward?

And because the bamboo scrolls and books brought in were about the population situation of Rongcheng County recorded in the past twenty years, Chunying was either from the Fu family or had a close relationship with the Fu family... maybe the Song family?

Wouldn't it be so convenient to train them along the way?

Then I heard Chunying say that she would go out to look for someone tomorrow, and on the table in front of her, bamboo scrolls and books were piled half a person's height...

Jiang Yan was silent, unable to laugh, not at all.

The next morning, Chunying looked at Jiang Yan, who looked tired and yawned non-stop, and couldn't help but complain, "I was the one who stayed up all night lighting the oil lamp yesterday. You went back to your room to rest shortly after dinner. How come you're even less energetic than me?"

Jiang Yan said lazily, "I've been tossing and turning all day, and my brain is over-exerted. One night's sleep won't make up for it."

Chunying was speechless: "We're just looking for someone named Zhao Ni... Isn't it because you've been turning around so much that your arms are tired?"

She suddenly grabbed Jiang Yan's forearm and said, "You said you were not in good health before. Were you really lying to me?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Jiang Yan snorted. No wonder he kept saying it didn't matter, just someone would be enough after he told her he couldn't do much work. It turned out it wasn't because of their friendship that he got in through the back door, but because he was too cunning and ended up getting himself into trouble.

Jiang Yan glanced at Chunying, and instantly revealed the joy of having tricked someone: "It's too late for you to regret now. I can't do heavy work~"

"Hold on tight, there's a big hole ahead." Tian Jiu flicked the donkey whip lightly and suddenly warned.

After this incident, the two of them stopped arguing, after all, there was a third person present.

After a long while, Chunying looked at the outline of the village that had appeared ahead and emphasized to Jiang Yan, "This time, Tian Jiu and I will ask around, and you just pretend to be shy and not talkative."

They went into the village under the pretext of fulfilling the last wishes of deceased relatives, but since they only had vague explanations from their relatives, they didn't know which village they were from, their approximate age, and they couldn't remember their appearance. They could only rely on a few obvious features for comparison.

As Chunying and Tianjiu asked more and more, they were made to feel ashamed by the talk of the village uncles and aunts.

Jiang Yan listened nearby and heard her say “Yes, yes, that’s indeed not right”, “We can’t let the elderly at home pass away uneasy”, and “No, sorry to bother you, let’s look for them again”, thinking that it was a good thing that she didn’t have to talk to him.

Even if she stood quietly by, some would still look at her curiously. Jiang Yan would just smile and say nothing, hiding behind Chunying. The rest of the time, she would quietly observe the surroundings, occasionally pulling Chunying to change her position, never letting the two of them be surrounded.

This led to a result. When leaving the village, a kind-hearted woman took Chunying's hand and whispered, "You need to be taught a lesson. You are so shy and never say a word. What will happen if you and your wife get divorced in the future?"

"Also, teach her not to pull when you're talking. It makes you less stable as well."

Chunying listened with a smile, then after getting on the donkey cart and driving a distance away, she said seriously, "Did you hear that? Be steady and don't pull."

Although the old lady spoke in a whisper, Jiang Yan was still talking to Chunying at that time, so she naturally heard the whole thing. She guessed that she was deliberately letting her hear the whole thing.

Jiang Yan looked up at the sky and said, "Okay, at worst I'll leave you standing there, and then when you need to run you'll find people all around you."

Chunying: "...You'd better pull it harder." Although she was confident that Tian Jiu could keep her safe, she didn't want to take any risks if she could avoid them. Being hit and scratched would hurt.

"Where to go next?" There was a fork in the road ahead, and Tian Jiu was waiting for instructions.

Jiang Yan: "Wuming Village, right? There are three Zhao Nis there with similar conditions, so I just asked them all at once."

Jiang Yan was from Rongcheng County and should have a better understanding of the distribution of villages in Rongcheng County. Knowing that she had a photographic memory, Chunying quickly gave the map of Rongcheng County to Jiang Yan after borrowing it and asked her to memorize it. They were only allowed to look at such an important and valuable thing for half a quarter of an hour.

Frankly speaking, half of Jiang Yan's tiredness yesterday came from memorizing this map.

Because when farming in the village, some important growth nodes will be advanced or postponed due to the weather conditions at the time, and the problems that appear in the crops are not always exactly the same. Experience and flexibility are more important than copying.

Her photographic memory was so useless that she had almost forgotten she had it.

Therefore, when Chunying handed her a map and asked her to memorize it, even though Jiang Yan knew she had memorized it all, she was still emotionally worried about whether it would be embarrassing if her skill failed. Then she had to trace the map over and over again in her sleep.

It really takes a lot of brainpower...