Ma Xiaofang watched these guys walk away, stood up and ran home to find someone to let go Ma Jingyuan didn't mention it.

Zhu Hongsan and his children returned to the city and ordered five bowls of mutton soup at Lao Liutou's house. Each of them brought a piece of white flour bun, broke it apart and put it in the soup. Everyone started to eat it in a slight and snorted manner.

Zhu Hongsan didn't expect that there would be mutton soaking buns in the Ming Dynasty. He raised his head and asked Lao Liu: "Grandpa Liu, this mutton soaking bun is not in Wuchang. Is it a snack from your house?"

Old Liu recognized Zhu Hongsan, the little devil. When he saw him talking to him, he quickly said, "Young Master, you can't deserve your name. Just call me Old Man Liu. The old man's family is SX Mizhi people, and this mutton bun is our food. In recent years, the harvest on SX has been really bad. I can't come to join my son-in-law's family in Wuchang five years ago. When I get old, I can't live, so I can get some food to earn some pension money."

"Oh, you are a sx mizhi person. Do you recognize Li Zicheng?" Zhu Hongsan heard that Lao Liu and Li Zicheng were fellow villagers, and the gossiping heat began to burn again.

"I don't recognize it, many of our surnames Li."

"He is your postman."

"There are more than a dozen stations in Mizhi, and the old man has never seen them before."

If he couldn't see any useful information, Zhu Hongsan stopped asking and lowered his head to eat mutton soaking buns. To be honest, Lao Liutou's mutton soaking buns are really not very good. There are no fans, no pepper, no seasoning, just some salt.

Zhu Hongsan lost his appetite after taking a few bites. Seeing the little friends around him eating, Zhu Hongsan pushed his bowl to his cousin Zhao Goudan. I don’t know how this guy looked. He was 1.5 meters taller than the ten-year-old Ma Jingyuan. He looked like a serious wine bag, and he didn’t know if his uncle’s family could raise this rice bucket.

Zhao Goudan looked up at Zhu Hongsan and said, "Why don't you eat it?"

"Ah, I'm full, I'll give you this bowl."

The rice dumpling Zhao Goudan didn't think about anything else, so he took it over and had a meal.

Zhu Hongsan looked at a few friends having a meal and thought to himself: "The ancient food was not interesting, it was not as delicious as modern. I don't know how it was cooked in those big restaurants. I have the opportunity to try it." Of course, in ancient times, they were all green and natural, without chicken essence and odorants. Of course, this kind of food was bland and tasteless in Zhu Hongsan's mouth.

"It would be great if you could produce MSG. I know the production process of MSG. I heard people explain it when I visited the factory before, but I don't know what the fermented bacteria are. When I have time, I go to the soy sauce workshop if they know." Zhu Hongsan continued to think about his plan to make money.

"Seven things to open the door, including food, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, which is in this era, and it is not easy to make money. There is nothing? Or what the public needs?" Zhu Hongsan showed up in his spirit. "Yes, seven things, but there is no sugar, which means that sugar is still a rare thing now, and it has entered the homes of the people. There is sugar in my shop, but all of them are brown sugar and brown sugar, and there is no white sugar.

This idea is good. I will ask me if there are any people selling sugar now." Thinking of this, Zhu Hongsan had no intention of eating at all. He told several friends that he had left in advance, and after paying the bill, he went to find me.

When I arrived at the door of my shop, I saw that there was no one in the shop, only the hired Mrs. Shen stood at the door.

Zhu Hongsan stepped forward and asked, "Grandma Shen, where is my mother?"

"The little official is here, your mother is selling goods in the backyard."

Zhu Hongsan walked through the shop and came to the backyard warehouse. He saw his mother counting the goods and saying that they were selling goods. In fact, he just saw that there were fewer things and there were more left. He needed to enter that. I couldn't read and didn't keep accounts, so I went into that one.

When my mother saw her son coming in, she put down the work in her hand and said, "It's enough to go out. Why did she come back so early today? Where did you go today?"

"I didn't go there, I just walked around the city, with Zhao Goudan, Qian Fatty Tie Niu and the others."

"Don't bark, call me cousin."

"Okay, mom, why did my cousin feel like he couldn't eat enough at home? I just ate two bowls of mutton soaked buns."

"Oh," I sighed and said, "Godan was not given by your aunt, but by another woman from your uncle. The woman was sold by your aunt after giving birth. Goodan is also a pitiful child. You should be kind to him." There is also such gossip? Zhu Hongsan asked, "Why is this?"

"It's not your grandfather yet. Your uncle has been married for ten years and your aunt has not given birth to a baby. Your grandfather bought a woman outside and came back, and then he got Goudan. Your aunt was actually not good to Goudan back then. But last year your aunt gave birth to your second cousin, it was no longer possible to Goudan."

"So that's it." Zhu Hongsan said sweetly when he thought of this: "It's better for mother, but only mother in the world."

My mother smiled and said, "The little bastard will talk sweetly."

Zhu Hongsan asked, "Mom, do we have candy for sale in our family?"

"The little bastard thought this way. I wondered why it was my mother and mother who came from me." My mother smiled and cursed, took a jar from the shelf and said, "Eat it, don't eat too much, your teeth will hurt."

Zhu Hongsan took the jar and saw that there were pieces of yellow candy inside. He took out a piece and licked it and licked it a little sweet, but it was a little bitter. He asked, "Mom, are there no candy that is not bitter?"

"There are sugars that are not bitter. Brown sugar can be almost the same, but brown sugar is very expensive and cannot be eaten by you. It has to be sold for money."

"Mom, how much does this sugar cost?"

"Three big money for brown sugar, one liang, and ten big money for brown sugar."

"It's very expensive, but why doesn't there be white sugar?"

My mother scolded: "White candy can be eaten by people like us. It is not sold in Jiangx County. It is only sold in Wuchang Prefecture. It is said that it is very expensive, and it costs ten taels of silver. I heard that it is all shipped from overseas."

"Three big money and ten taels of silver have appreciated by 3,000 times. Even if the sugar yield rate of yellow sugar is 30%, it will be nearly 1,000 times." Zhu Hongsan calculated his money well and was in a good mood. He said to his mother: "Mom, can you give me some sugar?"

"No, it's all money, and it's not good to eat too much sugar. Go home, I want to order goods."

It seems that I can’t do this at this level, but fortunately I have some money. I will go to the street to buy a few kilograms of yellow sugar to try it out.

Zhu Hongsan went home and played without mentioning it.

As soon as Zhu Hongsan left, his uncle Zhao Mingda came. Seeing his sister, he said, "Big sister, where is the third baby? Something happened."

"Brother, what's wrong? San Gang came home." My mother Zhao Chunhua saw that her brother was affectionate and stopped ordering the goods, so she walked up to ask.

"Just just now, the great master was promoted to the church and asked me to tell you that you two mothers and mothers will go to the church."

"What? Don't he know that we are royal relatives? The Ming Dynasty law cannot control us." Zhao Chunhua said anxiously.

"Of course I know, so I'm anxious. Only when something big happens can the local officials take charge of the royal relatives. Big sister, have you not done anything these days? Have you ever seen anyone?"

"No, your nephew asked the maid from Majiazhuang to beat me half a month ago. I'll go and make sense. Besides, Majiazhuang is three miles away from the county town, and it's not ten miles away. Didn't you just need to report to the official after leaving the city ten miles?"

"It may be this. I saw the second young master of the Ma family going to the county government office, and then the great master went to the hall to ask me to find you two."

"What a big deal? As long as it is not a rebellion, the Ming Dynasty will not be able to take care of us."

"Stop talking, take the kid and go and see it first."

When Zhao Chunhua and Zhao Mingda returned home, they saw Zhu Hongsan playing with the little yellow dog. Zhao Chunhua stepped forward and said to her son: "Son, we are going to see the county magistrate later. If the great master wants to ask about the maid of the Ma family, you can tell the truth. Everything depends on the mother's eyes."

Zhu Hongsanzhao was stunned and nodded blindly. He thought to himself: "This is nothing but a labor force for the county magistrate? Doesn't it mean that the royal family is domineering? It doesn't look like this."

Zhao Mingda and Zhao Chunhua pulled Zhu Hongsan to the lobby of the county government. This was the first time Zhu Hongsan saw the Ming Dynasty county government. In his imagination, the government agencies were all tall houses, with majestic stone lions and terrazzo floors at the door. The county magistrate sat in the middle, and two yamen runners were on both sides. But the reality was too far from what he imagined.

Wuchang County Government is built in the north corner of the city. The entrance is similar to the Land Temple outside the city. The lobby is about two meters high. There are two stone carvings less than one meter high on both sides of the door. It is hard to see what kind of animal it is. The yellow color of the wind and sun is blowing, and there is also an animal with a leg missing.

The plaque on the gate said Wuchang County Government, which was not gold, but black. The plaque was mottled and exposed most of the wood underneath. The characters on the plaque were still missing strokes. Only when they were connected together could they see that it was Wuchang County Government. It was really too dilapidated and too dilapidated. The door was cleaned up very clean, without weeds or anything. Zhu Hongsan thought maliciously that if a whirlwind blew at this time, there would be no need to change places to shoot ghost movies.

In the middle of the lobby, there was a table covered with a piece of blue cloth. The wall was painted with a rising sun, but the paint on the wall was almost gone, and you could barely see the outline of the sun. Behind the table was a little old man, who looked over fifties, but the people in the Ming Dynasty looked old. Now Zhu Hongsan guessed that others were looking at their appearance, minus ten years old.

There were six yamen runners standing on both sides, all of whom were about forty years old, holding red and blue water and fire sticks.

Uncle Zhao Mingda entered the hall and knelt down and said, "You are the Grand Master, the royal family of Fengguo, the lieutenant of Fengguo, and Zhu Hongsan, brought him here."

County Magistrate He said, "Get up and stand aside."

"Is the An people, Zhu Zhao, and Lieutenant Zhu Hongsan of Fengguo?"

"That's right." I replied.

"I ask you, do you know the management regulations of the royal family in this dynasty?"

"Sir, I know that you should not be a citizen of the four industries. You must report to the local officials ten miles away from the city. Neither of us violated these things."

County Magistrate He said, "Isn't you asking you this? Do you know that the royal family is not allowed to read and recognize words?"

My mother said, "I know, my father didn't recognize words back then, and my son didn't recognize words back either."

County Magistrate He asked: "No, why did anyone report that Lieutenant Zhu Hongsan of Fengguo is aware of literacy?"

My mother looked at me with her mouth wide open and thought to herself: "Is it because someone taught my son to read? This is an unlucky thing."

Zhu Hongsan looked at County Magistrate He who was half dead, and when he heard him say this, he knew what was going on. "It's really the beginning of life's troubles to learn to read. It must be that Ma Laosan went home to write in the morning, but there was no problem. I know what to do."
Chapter completed!