"Really?" Uncle Wen was dubious.

Tangchi nodded.

"This thing is small, so there isn't much."

Seeing that Uncle Wen wasn't particularly interested, Tangchi continued: "You'll know if it tastes good or not! I'm giving it away for free this time, just as a token of filial piety to the county magistrate! Try it!"

Seeing Tang Chi's twinkling eyes looking at him expectantly, Uncle Wen nodded.

"Okay! I guarantee that the magistrate loves it! I can tell the cook how to eat it!"

So, Uncle Wen called the cook, and Tangchi told the cook how to eat matsutake in a dedicated manner, and was delighted to receive sixty cents in the end.

"Thank you, Uncle Wen!"

Just as Tangchi was about to leave happily, Uncle Wen stopped her.

"The magistrate is leaving the city to handle a case. It will take a month to come back."

When she heard that the magistrate was coming back next month, this time would be the last time. It was estimated that she would never step into the backyard of the magistrate's house again. She missed an opportunity to send mushrooms, and the matsutake mushrooms were ruined. Tangchi became anxious.

"Uncle Wen, we agreed that it would be three months, that is, six times, but now it's only five times!" Tangchi was very worried now that the plan could not keep up with the changes.

After thinking for a while, she added: "Officials can't be so dishonest!"

After saying that, seeing Uncle Wen's expressionless face and not speaking, Tangchi felt a little scared again. "I, I am a little village girl who has never read a book, and her words are not pleasant to listen to. Uncle Wen, please don't take it to heart." The other party is an official, she said.

She's just a little village girl, why should she argue with others?

Thinking of the huge disparity in status, and thinking of turning into a village girl inexplicably, Tangchi felt very sad. But she would not accept her fate, she believed that the little village girl could also counterattack!

A light gradually shone in her eyes, making her only fourteen years old exude an air of confidence, adding a bit of brilliance to her thin face.

Uncle Wen looked at Tangchi and looked at his feet in a panic, but his bright eyes did not show the flinch and panic of a village girl. He was secretly surprised and couldn't bear to refuse.

"You can come back on the fifteenth day of next month." The county magistrate is not short of the fifty cents.

Hearing Uncle Wen's promise, Tangchi was overjoyed and smiled. "Thank you, Uncle Wen!"

Uncle Wen nodded.

"Then I'll leave. Please ask Uncle Wen to let the magistrate taste my matsutake."

Tangchi went back with expectations and uneasiness about the future.

There was no need to go to the city to deliver mushrooms, so Tangchi could just stay at home and look at his newly established small vegetable garden.

The pumpkin seedlings have slowly climbed up the shelf, and the peas on the pea seedlings have also taken shape.

The sweet potato boy has never come to see her since that incident.

Apart from going to Widow Zhang's house, Tangchi had no one to interact with. She felt very lonely without the sweet potato boy and no need to deliver mushrooms.

On the twelfth and thirteenth days, she was supposed to go into the mountains to pick mushrooms, but she was at home.

On the 15th, I was supposed to carry a small bamboo basket into the city to deliver mushrooms to the county magistrate, but ended up unemployed at home.

She squatted in the field looking at the pumpkin seedlings and pea seedlings, staring at them silently. She was bored and didn't know that the magistrate was dissatisfied with her matsutake mushrooms. Only if the magistrate liked to eat matsutake, she could talk to the magistrate about long-term acquisitions.

Although she has been sending mushrooms to the magistrate's family for more than two months, she has never seen the magistrate.

To her, the magistrate is just a three-no girl, no, a three-no boy? A boy? (Three-no girl, if you don’t understand, ask Du Niang!)
Chapter completed!