NOVPUBBig drinker He suddenly showed a look of surprise, then promptly nodded:
"I said it, young people think quickly, sure to be efficient at work..."
Cui Daqi interrupted impatiently:
"Stop changing the subject. Martial Nephew Wang has done your work, and you as his martial uncle don’t even show a little appreciation?"
Big drinker He was taken aback, then hesitated:
"But didn’t I do this for you..."
"You’ve got some nerve, expecting a minister to do your work for you."
Cui Daqi spat with contempt.
Hearing this, big drinker He hesitated, his face showing his thoughts, and then he said:
"Then, how about a jar of my Class III spirit wine?"
Cui Daqi glanced at him sidelong: "Stingy much?"
Big drinker He’s face couldn’t quite hide his embarrassment, and after a moment of thought, he said:
"Alright, three jars of different spirit wines..."
"Old He, I never knew you were such a penny-pincher."
Cui Daqi shook his head with a sigh.
Big drinker He, already a bit tipsy, became annoyed at this provocation:
"Then what do you suggest I give?"
Seeing his reaction, Cui Daqi instantly felt amused, and promptly suggested something he’d long had in mind.
Upon hearing it, big drinker He suddenly sobered up somewhat and quickly waved his hands: "No, no! That’s not possible..."
Cui Daqi, however, pointed unhurriedly to a pile of written messages beside him:
"So I ask you, do you still want to sort through these things every month?"
Big drinker He immediately stiffened up.
Looking at the thick written messages on the desk, the fear of being engulfed by various kinds of data made his face show a hint of conflict.
"What’s there to hesitate about? I can make the decision on this. After that, all these tasks will be transferred to Martial Nephew Wang to handle. Apart from occasionally leading everyone in making spirit food, as long as you don’t mess things up, you can drink to your heart’s content. How about that?"
Cui Daqi laid out the final condition.
Hearing Cui Daqi’s words, big drinker He hesitated for a moment but ultimately could not resist the temptation of being able to enjoy a good drink even during duty hours and nodded...
...
Spirit Food Department.
"Taking up a position as a Deacon in the Beast Department?"
Just after sorting out the written messages assigned by Cui Daqi, Wang Ba heard a cultivator from Rende Hall looking for him.
To his slight astonishment, he learned of some unexpected news upon checking.
"Yes, haha, the Beast Department is currently short-staffed. After all, Beast Control is not something that can be learned in a short time."
The cultivator from Rende Hall said with a warm smile.
However, Wang Ba couldn’t help but frown slightly and turned to look back at the Spirit Food Department, hesitating:
"But I don’t have the time, I am at the Spirit Food Department..."
"I know, I know, haha, you’re already the Vice Minister of the Spirit Food Department. However, it wouldn’t affect you to hold a nominal position in the Beast Department. After all, you’re the Golden Core Realm Beast Control champion of this Dao-asking Conference. If needed, you just need to have a quick look over there, that’s what Minister Qi has in mind," the cultivator said, reassuring him with a smile.
Hearing that it was Qi Yan’s arrangement, Wang Ba hesitated for a moment but didn’t refuse any further.
After all, it was worth a good thirty Merit Points a year. Although not much, it was still something for nothing.
He then smiled and handed the cultivator a bottle of his homemade Spirit Chicken Essence, and inquired:
"When did Minister Qi speak with your hall about this?"
The cultivator from Rende Hall didn’t dare accept the gift and replied with a smile: "Last night, while I was on duty."
Wang Ba nodded slightly upon hearing this.
They chatted casually for a while, and Wang Ba asked for the location where Rende Hall tests the Talent of the inner sect disciples’ descendants.
Wang Ba then went back inside the Spirit Food Department and handed over the sorted materials to Minister Cui Daqi.
Seeing Cui Daqi frowning but still reluctantly nodding, Wang Ba felt a sense of relief.
Although the materials were much simpler than those written messages from the previous night, it still took him some time and effort.
Of course, he also took the opportunity to give the department’s Deacons some straightforward guidance.
He advised them to conduct an inventory based on the department’s daily usage of resources. Each resource was to be monitored by a group of three, who were also responsible for keeping records.
With the vision of cultivators, a quick glance was all it took to accurately inventory the resources in the storage, a very simple task that didn’t interfere with their duties.
Having groups of three on each resource ensured triple check, which vastly reduced the chances of record-keeping errors.
This way, it was nearly guaranteed that the data received would not have the huge discrepancies and omissions as before.
If the data is accurate, then all that’s left is to do a simple summary and review of the daily figures. A mundane task that even a mortal could easily complete with the aid of tools like an abacus.
These tasks, although tedious, are not a problem if the cultivators handle them with due diligence.
However, the cultivators below each had their own agenda, and since both good and poor performance resulted in the same Merit acquisition for cultivation, naturally none would focus on improving and adjusting mundane tasks.
Wang Ba, on the other hand, happened to have some understanding of data handling, hence he was quite adept at it.
What he didn’t know was that just after he left the second floor, Cui Daqi eagerly flipped through the materials he had organized. On seeing the clear entries and the ease of reading them, Cui Daqi’s face instantly revealed a look of surprise. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝓫.𝓬ℴ𝓶
That look of surprise quickly turned into sheer delight:
"Now, I, Cui Daqi, also get to make a good impression!"
...
Several days later.
It was finally a day of rest.
Early in the morning, Bu Chan woke the extremely sleepy Wang Yi’an, and together with Wang Ba, they hurriedly flew to Rende Hall.
