Naituanzi nodded in agreement, he also wanted a sister.
Look at other people’s sisters, they are sweet, soft and waxy, and they are so cute in your hands.
His parents are good-looking, and the little sister they give birth to will not be ugly.
The villagers in the village were all trying to find ways to get wood and stone to build houses. Their families had already built large houses with blue bricks and tiles, and now nothing happened.
It had been raining for several days, and mushrooms were growing on the mountain. They were the only ones who had time to pick mushrooms.
Naituanzi looked at the half basket of mushrooms in the basket and just wanted to eat the mushroom and vermicelli stew made by his mother.
Just thinking about it made my mouth water.
Naituanzi glanced at the house where his parents lived. Even if he wanted to eat, he couldn't go in and disturb them at this moment.
The aroma of borscht wafted from the kitchen, and following the aroma of the milk dumplings, I knew that his mother must have made something delicious again.
"Brother-in-law, let's go to the kitchen. Mom must have cooked something delicious again."
Naituanzi quickly picked up the basket that fell on the ground and ran to the kitchen with the basket of mushrooms.
Cheng Xiuwen also followed behind, his pace was not hurried or slow.
At this moment in town, the shopkeeper asked the clerks to count the losses in the store.
This heavy flood damaged many tables and chairs in the store, which were all made of fine wood.
There is also a kitchen in the back. I bought some extra grain for storage, but now it has all been soaked.
The shopkeeper was very distressed, but after all these things were inedible, and all the losses had to be tallied up, and the store had to be renovated and reopened.
Turning around, he saw Chef Fang holding a white radish in his hand and nibbling on it. The shopkeeper immediately recognized that the white radish he bought from Song Yutong was the one he bought from Song Yutong. Six or seven days later, all the other dishes were gone.
Withered, broken, shriveled.
This white radish is still very juicy, but not as juicy as the one I just bought, but it is already very good among the pile of rotten vegetables.
"This radish has been stored for a while, and it tastes much sweeter. Shopkeeper, take a look, the vegetables grown by Mrs. Cheng's family last longer than other vegetables."
Chef Fang was also very curious and surprised by the dishes bought by Song Yutong's family, thinking that he must buy more in the future.
"Let the waiter wash out the pot for me first, and I'll make braised radish and vinegared Chinese cabbage for you."
Chef Fang's conditions were so good, and he was so excited that he wished he could show off his skills to everyone right now.
Try how this dish becomes more delicious under his craftsmanship.
"Send someone to Chenjiacun later to find Mrs. Cheng and see if his family has any vegetables grown by themselves. If so, get the vegetables from his family first instead of going to the market to buy them."
There wasn't much food left after the disaster, and even if there were vegetables for sale in the market, there weren't many good things.
"Shopkeeper, there are so many disaster victims outside right now, and the imperial court ordered the county government to give porridge to the victims. We just opened up, how can we still do business in this short period of time?"
The waiter was a little worried. If the restaurant's business was good, he would be able to get a little more monthly salary. If the business was bad, it wouldn't affect him at all, but right after the disaster, he was short of money for anything he could do.
If you just want to buy some food for your family and let your family eat good food, you have to exchange it with money.
"It doesn't matter if anyone comes or not, the restaurant must be open first."
Mr. Wen walked in with an abacus in his hand, and after counting the losses, he still had to do the accounting.
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After Ji Chengan drank borscht and had lunch, he secretly went up the mountain.
The man in black who originally came to look for him came out of a hidden corner, knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists, and saluted.
"See you, my lord!"
Ji Chengan stretched out his hand and waved, sparing him these false gestures.
"How are the resettlement of the victims?"
When the disaster in Xianping County was serious, he wrote a memorial to the emperor, and even took advantage of it to seduce the second prince.
The disaster relief work here was originally taken over by officials from the Second Prince's party. Unfortunately, that person was too greedy. He alone squandered half of the money distributed by the court to the people for disaster relief.
Then it was exploited step by step in the hands of other officials, and finally the money was gone before it fell into the hands of the magistrate of Xianping County.
This led to serious disasters, people were in dire straits, and they complained and lamented against the court.
"Now, those officials' money has been distributed in full to the hands of the Xianping County magistrate. According to your instructions, my subordinates will investigate all the original events. However, there is something really strange."
Ji Chengan's subordinates looked at Ji Chengan's eyes and hesitated whether they should tell the prince these words, and whether the prince wanted to know?
Until Ji Chengan glanced at him lightly, the meaning was very obvious, and asked him to continue talking.
"My subordinates discovered that the disaster relief money from above was not released to the hands of the Xianping County magistrate in time. But the magistrate was not simple. He got a batch of grain from nowhere. Vegetables and grain were priced at the market price at that time.
Sell it to the people."
"And some meat, such as pork, is sold to the people at a low price, which is slightly cheaper than the price of vegetables." The subordinate's words immediately made Ji Cheng'an interested.
Suddenly, I became a little more curious about this magistrate of Xianping County.
Being able to obtain food and use his own financial resources to save the people despite such a serious disaster is a rare and good official.
Presumably, the skill and ability to obtain food under such circumstances must be beyond ordinary.
But why can such a talented person only be a county magistrate after so many years?
"Tomorrow you take me to get to know the county magistrate, and find out how he got the food and how he was able to get so much food to save the people during the famine."
After hearing what he said, his subordinates nodded and left with fists in hand.
Ji Chengan walked slowly towards the foot of the mountain as if taking a leisurely stroll, his eyes scanning around the bare mountain.
Although this place is barren, it has a strong smell of smoke and smoke. It is really a good place to retire.
What a pity! He was born with no stability and could only blend into such intrigues and intrigues. This kind of pyrotechnics was not suitable for him.
If he stays in such an overly comfortable environment for too long, it may only lower his alertness, which is not a good thing for him.
He could only stay for a few more days at most before he had to leave.
His battlefield is not here, but in the palace that eats people without spitting out their bones.
Yesterday, Song Yutong suddenly returned his jade pendant to him, and Ji Chengan tied it around his waist when he went out.
On the way down the mountain, I unexpectedly met a mother and son.
"Hurry up and pick up mushrooms. Your father's legs can't go out. Let's pick up some more mushrooms and sell them for money while everyone is busy. We can't let the whole family really have no place to live."