"Ping'an, that outfit of yours... tsk, tsk... you look so impressive!"
Chen Ping'an had just arrived at the Nanquan Alley Town Patrol Office when Monkey Head circled around him, showering him with praise.
At this moment, Chen Ping'an was no longer wearing the Black Clothing of a temporary constable. Instead, he was in the official Constable Uniform: a long, narrow-sleeved robe of blue cloth with a crossover collar, tied at the waist with a red woven sash.
He stood out starkly among the temporary constables, most of whom were still in their Black Clothing.
The Nanquan Alley Town Patrol Office had over a hundred temporary constables, but fewer than forty official constables.
Beside them, Da Shan's eyes also revealed a hint of envy.
"Ping'an, this is really great! Keep up the good work. The future belongs to you young folks."
Mr. Qin came over to offer his own praise. After what had happened that day, Mr. Qin rarely slacked off anymore and was always present for roll call.
