Chapter 35: One slap and one sweet date

Song Jinggong ignored Zhou Xihu at all, but said respectfully to the county magistrate Cheng Lingxiang: "Sir, please sit down."

Waiting for Cheng Lingxiang to smile and nod, Song Jinggong then looked at Zhou Xihu standing there with a proud look on his face. "Young Master Zhou, please, please, today the county magistrate will accompany you. Zijin feels honored. Guy, bring the signature dishes of your store."

County Magistrate Cheng Lingxiang felt at this time. Zhou Xihu didn't seem to see him just now, which made him feel dull and thought that Zhou Xihu was really irrational. What can your uncle have to do with the sixth rank? I really gave your case, can your uncle dare to overturn the case?

Song Jinggong is good. He knows who is the master and is happy to give money. He will definitely take care of him in the future.

Zhou Xihu also realized that he was too anxious just now and forgot to greet someone. But his uncle said more than once that it was all because of the oil-selling Song Jinggong. If it weren't for him, how could he forget to talk to the county magistrate first?

Thinking of this, he became more and more angry when he looked at Song Jinggong. After pouring tea for the county magistrate, he couldn't wait to ask Song Jinggong again: "Young Master Song, do you know what I want?"

"Zhou Xihu, if you still talk to me like this, I will let you get nothing." Song Jinggong's face sank at this moment.

"You, you dare to call me first and dare to talk to me like this. Don't forget that there is another patient who has eaten your oil lying down."

Zhou Xihuteng stood up at once. In Sanshui County, he had never seen anyone dare to talk to him like this.

Song Jinggong smiled slightly, took out a piece of paper from his arms without rushing, and threw it in front of Zhou Xihu. Zhou Xihu was stunned when he saw it. He didn't know any of the words written on the paper. He had never learned it since he was a child and didn't even memorize the thousand-character text.

"Brother Cheng, please help me see." Zhou Xihu had no choice but to hand the paper over to the county magistrate Cheng Lingxiang.

Cheng Lingxiang took the paper and slowly recited: "I am the person who specializes in selling oil. Because the person who pretends to be poisoned by oil has a grudge against me, he pretends to be sick and frames me. I know that things are not good, and I am afraid of being retaliated, so I have to stay away from Sanshui County and go to another place to survive."

"Look, Zhou Xihu, the guy I hired temporarily has a grudge against your pretender. Now he has been scared away. You said your brother was sick after eating oil. Why didn't your brother's family report to the official?" Song Jinggong waited for the county magistrate to finish reading and said leisurely.

"Maybe your guy has a grudge with my brother and he deliberately poisoned me." Zhou Xihu didn't expect Song Jinggong to turn the tables, so he had to speak out.

"Yeah, it's possible, then let your brother report to the official and ask the government to issue a prisoner document. That guy was hired temporarily by me, and I don't know his background. My vegetarian oil has been sold to half of the restaurants and inns in Sanshui County, and there are several noble people in the mansions.

Zhou Xihu, you continue to find someone to pretend to be sick. I will remove all the oil tonight. If the hotels ask, I will tell the truth. Zhou Xihu in Sanshui County can't afford to offend me. I will sell the oil to other states. I wonder if your uncle who assists the governor of this state can still take care of me?"

Song Jinggong didn't even look at Zhou Xihu, but looked at the autumn scenery outside the window and threatened in disguise.

Zhou Xihu was really scared. Not only was he scared, but the county magistrate Cheng Lingxiang was also scared. Thinking that there were so many restaurants in Sanshui County that were working hard together, and those noble people who were used to eating vegetarian oil, it would be quite troublesome to ask him.

Zhou Xihu found that he could not use his strength, so he could not sue the official and issue any arrest documents. Even if it was issued, it would be useless. Song Jinggong took him out. At most, he was not sure of his knowledge. He really sold the oil to other places, how much tax was less collected in the county?

"How is it, Zhou Xihu, have you thought about it?" Song Jinggong asked afterwards.

County magistrate Cheng Lingxiang felt that the person behind Song Jinggong was indeed amazing. After doing this, Song Jinggong had nothing to do. After collecting the money, he had to help get rid of it. Judging from the ink marks of such paper, he had already written it, and it was really a precaution.

But now is not the time to talk about this, I have to be a friend, so I should say something else.

"Xihu, it's not that uncle said you. Before you figured out whether you were poisoned, you went to find trouble for Zijin. This is not good. If someone else is gone, you might sue you to the yamen. Then, I, the uncle, don't have a good time, so why don't you talk to Zijin?"

Zhou Xihu was worried that the uncle would find out what would happen if the matter was found out. Seeing that the county magistrate was interested in helping, he didn't dare to find trouble. He was afraid that a few people in the county who had retired could not eat vegetarian oil and then cause trouble for him. If the vegetarian oil was not delicious, why would he have made such a plan?

The only thing that can be done at this time is not to let Song Jinggong sell the oil elsewhere. He smiled and said, "Brother Zijin, I'm really sorry. It's all my fault for being deceived for a while. I just thought, why are so many people eating oil together? Jing Zijin only understood after he said it. Please forgive me for Brother Zijin."

"It's easy to talk about. From this, we can know that Brother Zhou is also a loyal person. The past is revealed. I think Brother Zhou is so majestic that he is definitely not an ordinary person. Song has a prescription in his hands that can change the color of sugar. If Brother Zhou is interested, Song is willing to run it together with Brother Zhou."

Seeing that the other party was surrendered, Song Jinggong followed the young master's instructions and was time to give him benefits. While speaking, he took out a bag of oil paper from his sleeve, gently opened it, and placed it on the table.

"Is this... candy?" Zhou Xihu looked at the white thing in the paper and asked uncertainly with the county magistrate. He stretched out a finger and put it in his mouth. He opened his eyes hard, "It's sweet, it's really candy, how can I make it like this?"

"Brother Zhou is right. This is sugar. Such sugar has its own advantages and the kind I used to eat. If it tastes, this sugar is better. If it is used as medicine, it will take the original one. I wonder if Brother Zhou is willing to do this business?"

Song Jinggong asked with a smile on his face.

"I'm willing, of course I'm willing. This is a good deal. I've done some of that prescription before...what is that? Brother Zijin willing to do business with me?"

Of course, Zhou Xihu understood how much profit it would be to sell this thing. He was about to agree, but he thought that he would blackmail him before. Will he still do business with him at this time? I regret it in my heart.

"It's wrong for Brother Zhou to say this. Brother Zhou doesn't know about that. He was all deceived. I think Brother Zhou is so righteous and will definitely do big things in the future. It's too late for me to curry favor with me. How can I reject Brother Zhou's feelings?" Song Jinggong said as the young master told me.

Zhou Xihu was excited. County Magistrate Cheng Lingxiang was watching and listening, and sweating was coming down. This was the man's method. The suppression in front was only part of it. It was a fight and a pull, and he could directly get the attention of a sixth-rank official, and even used his seventh-rank county magistrate, which was easy to plot.

The most terrifying thing is not this, but the person who knew it would be like this earlier. Did he want to take this step when selling vegetarian oil? Otherwise, why not pay for a store? Song Jinggong can manage two stores here. He can get a hundred taels of silver and get a few dozen taels of money. The smaller the stall, the more likely it is to be bullied.

What Cheng Lingxiang most hoped was to see the person behind Song Jinggong. He finally saw with his own eyes what it means to plan and win thousands of miles away. Moreover, so many things were thought of by that person. He must be an old man in the world. When he had nothing to do, he would sit under the tree, savor the tea in his hand, and look into the distance, as if he was still moving as a mountain, as if he was running thunder.

Song Jinggong was also thinking about what the young master said. When the last thing was revealed, the person named Zhou looked stupid, while the county magistrate was uneasy, and he was actually noticed by the young master.

Zhou Xihu was indeed heartless and didn't think so much about it. He thought that he would make a lot of money with this candy in the future and get his parents to praise him, especially his uncle, so he felt full of energy and grabbed some candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Zi Jin, tell me, how do you distribute the money you get?"

"Brother Zhou can divide the difference as he wants. Even if Brother Zhou wants to take possession alone, I will hand over the prescription to Brother Zhou." Zhou Xihu asked quickly, and Song Jinggong answered quickly.

Zhou Xihu took a few deep breaths and was about to speak, but the county magistrate Cheng Lingxiang suddenly interrupted, "Xihu, don't thank Zijin, the money you get in the future will definitely not be less, so it's better to just 50 cents. If you can't decide, then ask your uncle."

Cheng Lingxiang knew Zhou Xihu, a child. He really dared to take the prescription for free and earn all the money by himself. If he really did that, he could think of the consequences. The people behind Song Jinggong would be disappointed and give up this way, let alone him, the county magistrate, who might give up with him.

Yes, give up. Although he is a county magistrate, he is afraid that he will be given up by that kind of person. With that person, you can ask for something if you have something to do. Who else do you want to ask for if you give up?

Song Jinggong laughed. He felt that his biggest decision in his life was to cross that bridge. Even if he had regretted it, he really didn't know what to use to evaluate the young master. The young master said that even if the person surnamed Zhou didn't know the depth, the county magistrate would speak out to help. What should people who follow this kind of calculating in this life?

"Why did Zijin laugh?" Cheng Lingxiang wondered.

"My little...that person said, sir would definitely do this." Song Jinggong seemed to have changed at this moment, from the inside out, with a reserved attitude and a straight body. The arrogance had soaked in his bones from the outside.

Zhou Xihu had no time to think about what the two of them were saying. He was thinking about how he would make a fortune in the future. He said to the county magistrate Cheng Lingxiang: "Uncle is right. I'll go back now and write a letter to my uncle."

As he said that, he turned his head again, "Brother Zijin, I will go back today, and I will invite Brother Zijin to the Baiwei Pavilion next to him to drink."

Waiting for Zhou Xihu to leave, the dishes also came up one after another. Song Jinggong picked up the chopsticks, "Sir, since the dishes are here, then eat them. If I can't eat them, I will take them away. The man in the village hates ordering a bunch of vegetables and not eating them."
Chapter completed!