Chapter 99: Xinlai County Magistrate is in a ministry service

In early winter days, the first light snow fell from the sky to the earth, flying. As soon as it fell to the ground, the roof turned into a pool of water. The poultry on the farm shivered and did not want to go out of the nest. The old yellow dog picked up some rags and some hay from somewhere and spread the nest himself.

Apart from the evergreen Song Bo on the mountain, there seems to be no trace of green in the whole world, the frogs in summer and autumn cannot be heard, and the chirping of little swallows is missing. There is only mud on the ground and the fragrance of the soil cannot be smelled.

When silkworms raise silk, some will spin into balls of silk, while others will be placed directly. This year, the county does not need to hand over anything, and the food collected is less, but life is better.

People who sell cold skins in the county can no longer see them. The pancakes and fruit business seems to be better. People who sell candied haws also come out early. From dawn to dark, the thin slices of rock sugar will not melt too much, and are much stronger than those of white sugar. You can feel the crispy taste when you bite it with a bite of sweet and sour.

The living workers on the Xiao Luo Water Wharf are busier than they did in the past few days. Many merchants who want to make some money in winter try to transport the freight they can receive while the river water has not yet frozen.

Several large shelves were supported there, with ropes dragging on it and hooks below it, which made the dock's rushing speed much faster, which made the restaurants and shops next to the dock go crazy in the end.

The talented man and the beautiful woman seem to feel that there is nothing to write in this season. Some of them are huddled at home and wondering what to write about heavy snow in winter. The only place that many talented men are willing to stay is among the water and clouds.

Wang Juan specially used a sentence in the above words, which attracted many people before it snowed, "Who said that the cicadas were cold in thin clothes, but said that it was cold and the weather was so cold."

Others don’t know where this sentence comes from, nor do they know that the first sentence is that a young man doesn’t know the taste of sorrow. Many talented men directly think of these two sentences. When it’s cold, some poor people don’t have clothes to wear, and some people are appreciating this kind of scenery. Literati always like to place their emotions in the scenery.

In addition, Shui Yunjian has launched a new dish, which makes them willing to come and taste it and feel while eating it.

It’s not that the cicadas are the sound of silkworms in their hearts, but the silkworms are gone until they die.

This is how the name of the dish comes out. To put it simply, it is three words, and the silk is gone.

Zhang Xiaobao was not focused on this aspect. Wang Juan had his own ideas and the customers had always ordered this dish, which was pretty good.

Originally, after the silkworms were drawn, most people would not eat silkworm pupae. The merchants may keep them for a few days to eat, but they could only throw them away. Wang Juan came up with this method specifically for them and changed Li Xiaoyou's sentence.

This is how Wang Juan commented on Li Shangyin. When he said that reading his poems, he was more sad, like a brocade serpent, which sounded nice, but there was always a kind of sadness. Wang Juan liked the saying that the moon in the sea had tears, while Zhang Xiaobao loved to listen to Zhuang Sheng’s dream and butterflies.

While saying a few words, Wang Juan also asked Zhang Xiaobao, "How is it? Is it particularly good to spell my two sentences?"

"Overall, it is not as good as the three female voices from the Chinese department that I have heard before. At that time, I didn't know anything. When I was taking the train, they were talking about poetry, saying that there was a very good poem, especially the two lines in it. This feeling can be remembered, and the flowers fell helplessly. I was shocked at that time, and later..."

"Later I found out that this is a sentence in a poem and a poem, right?" Wang Juan asked with a smile.

Zhang Xiaobao shook his head, "No, later I thought, if the person surnamed Yan took over the body of the surname Li, could he write about a Maoling autumn rain sickly Xiangru, and the west wind withered the green trees last night?"

"Zhang Xiaobao, can't you keep some verbal eloquence when you speak?" Wang Juan asked with a smile.

"I'm serious. Are you eating the black thing in the silkworm pupa?" Zhang Xiaobao said seriously.

"If you don't eat it, who will eat the internal organs? Have you seen the silkworm pupae look after being pulled into silk?" Wang Juan asked.

Zhang Xiaobao nodded, "Well, someone gave me more than fifty pounds of cocoon pupae when I was a child. A woman, who was in her thirties, had to adopt a sister as her daughter. Unfortunately, she had not adopted her. I always thought that she was the most beautiful. She fell down when she ate it. In the beginning of spring, she turned into such a big moth, white. She ate it with fire."

"Oh, I would have kept some special things for baking. As long as I said that I could only eat them as brave people, there would definitely be many men to eat them, especially when there was a beautiful woman." Wang Juan looked regretful.

Why don’t you know it when it’s cold? But I blame the late winter. I just dressed in a single dress and asked who to eat the scones.

"Dad, it's here. Look, it's cold and the water is not frozen. They are so busy that they are sweating all over. Every trip, I have a lot of money. Dad, a few days ago, I heard from someone that the Zhang family sent a lot of cucumber seedlings, which had been planted in the backyard of the yamen.

They are trying to please their father, so why would they take this opportunity to say that Zhangjiazhuangzi reported good luck, otherwise how could there be any more this year? Let people sneak into their farm and learn the ability to grow cucumbers in winter."

At the dock, Jia Weiran, who had just spent two cents to buy a scone with meat in it and said to a rich man next to him.

The two of them did not bring any followers, and their clothes were not luxurious. They walked slowly here, and snowflakes fell from time to time, without caring about it, just pretending that they were no different from ordinary people.

The person who was called father by Jia Weiran was the new county magistrate. I don’t know what he thought, but he decided to come over and take a contempt. He ran to Sanshui County with a few days left before taking office.

Since Jia Weiran went back to report the news last time, he came back soon. He did not contact those original friends, but only watched and listened at the dock. At this time, he finally did not waste his efforts and explained the situation here in detail to his father.

County Magistrate Jia looked at his son, then looked at the lively scene on the pier, and said, "It's too late. Some days ago, someone handed over the recipe for growing cucumbers in winter. Zhang Yongcheng has been known to many people. If this idea is not enough, it will cause trouble."

"Ah? Is the report coming? Is his Zhang family so stupid? Since we all know, why did we send cucumber seedlings to the yamen? Do we think we can't afford to eat cucumbers?"

Jia Weiran didn't expect that the method he had thought about for a few days was in vain before he could use it. Thinking about the cucumbers sent to the yamen, he couldn't swallow this for a while.

County Magistrate Jia thought a lot and said to his son: "If you want to report it, you have to plant it elsewhere. You have to wait for some time before cucumbers will be produced. This recipe can not only grow cucumbers, but also some other vegetables can be added, but it is not easy to make. You need to put them together when the bees and butterflies are not dead.

The Zhang family is not stupid. If you give up this part of the money, you will lose a lot of trouble. How much can cucumbers be sold in winter? How much is the wharf here in Xiao Luoshui? Not to mention his two farms, even a prince dares to keep this method of growing vegetables in winter? Where can I place the people?"

County Magistrate Jia thought more than his son, and he knew before he came that this place was not easy to stay. The previous County Magistrate Cheng had done all the good things, so he had to follow him when he arrived, otherwise the people would not be willing. This place is not as good as other places. The prince is the governor of the state and is close to the capital. If something happens, he can't hide it. What's more, the two seventh-rank officials of the Wang family can also hand me a memorial.

"You can't do it easily, you can't." As he thought about it, County Magistrate Jia muttered in a low voice.

"Dad, isn't the things my child said last time? They sealed 4,000 acres, but that land was 6,000 acres, and it was a big crime to occupy 2,000 acres in private, right?" Jia Weiran still didn't want to give up. He always felt embarrassed in the restaurant that day. Even if there were two children, he had to count the children's family.

County Magistrate Jia is still so calm. "I need to go back and see the documents in the yamen. If I really take it, it will be easy to deal with it. I am afraid that they will not take it. There is a dock with Xiao Luoshui, and I still pay taxes. I don't need money. I am not afraid that others will cause trouble on it."

Jia Weiran didn't know what to say at this time, so he took a bite of the scone in his hand, turned around and swallowed it, and suddenly said, "Dad, this scone is really good. There is another one sold in front. I'll buy one for my dad to try later."

"Well, it's cold, and people here can still do business, which is better than being hungry. Otherwise, it will be difficult to handle during the assessment next year. County Magistrate Cheng is indeed a little capable." County Magistrate Jia wants to be more comprehensive, and only if the local people live a better life will he be easier.

Jia Weiran curled his lips, "Dad, it's not the ability of County Magistrate Cheng. This bakery contains a special seasoning from Zhangjiazhuang. I don't know how they made it. It seems that the seasoning is a bit different when making one dish. The child has asked someone to taste it, and probably a few can be tasted. If there are too many, it won't work."

"Why is this?" Jia really didn't know.

"The child asked someone to smell the seasonings. The smelling people kept sneezing, and asked someone to taste them. He said a few easy to taste. Before he could eat them, his mouth became numb and he couldn't tell the difference. The child asked someone to use those kinds of dishes to cook. If the food is less, the taste is wrong. If the food is too much, it doesn't know if the food is wrong, or it's diarrhea or dry. People who understand the knowledge say that this seasoning is also incompatible with yin and yang."

Jia Weiran was depressed when he talked about this. The seasonings for making fish are absolutely different from those for making meat. The scones are also different. There are also those who specialize in filling and soup. I don’t know how the farmer has made so many methods.

When the Magistrate Jia heard this, he thought it was right. He pointed to a place selling pancakes and fruits in front of him. "I went there to buy a pancake and fruits, and I heard people say it was delicious before I came."

"What's the place to eat? It's just that the sauce is a little salty and the scallions are more delicious. Whatever the poor eat is delicious." Jia Weiran muttered toward the other side.
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