The best county magistrate

From blooming summer to snow-covered winter, the change of seasons is like a vivid picture.

In the past six months, the population of Qingshui County has increased from 8,000 to 30,000.

Most of the increased population of more than 20,000 are victims of the disaster from Jiangzhou, and of course there are also some who come from all over Qingzhou.

The three classes and six rooms in the Yamen have been expanded and expanded, and now there are more than a hundred people.

Under the management of Zhang Quandan, Gongfang established a government-owned construction company called Jian'anfang, and incorporated the gold juice business run by Liu Fang.

The salt fields in Liujiacun had expanded to 3,000 acres before the autumn harvest.

It's just that when winter comes, the sunshine is not so abundant and the yield is lower.

Chaolu and Peiyuan wines produced in Shenxianju in the north of the city have become popular in Great Yan.

At the end of summer, waves of merchants came to Qingshui County to approve wine, and they even staged several martial arts competitions just to get a small quota.

At the same time, the money in the county government warehouse was countless times more than when Yang Xuanchen first arrived.

To this day, Wei Junzhi still feels happy every time he thinks of the sentence "I have never touched money, I am not interested in money."

My husband really never touched money, because there was too much money.

The shelves in the warehouse are filled with white silver ingots.

I’m not spending money as fast as I’m making money, don’t you think it’s irritating?

Today is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the aroma of Laba porridge wafts from the small dining room of the Yamen.

Yang Xuanchen put on a shy face and brought out a bowl of steaming porridge amidst Xiaolian's coquettishness.

I happened to bump into Wei Junzhi head-on.

"Old Wei, come on, Xiaolian has cooked Laba porridge, want to try it?"

"Oh, that's good. I came back in a hurry and didn't expect to be able to have a sip of hot porridge."

Wei Junzhi imitated Yang Xuanchen's mantra and entered the small dining room with a smile.

Not long after, he also brought out a bowl amidst Xiaolian's cursing voice.

The two held the bowls and laughed, then sipped the porridge in the East Flower Hall and chatted about trivial matters.

"Sir, the weaving workshop and the glaze factory have been built, and the first batch of workers have started working."

"Those female workers were extremely excited. They all praised me as a genius. The loom he designed is much easier to use than the original one."

“Not only has the output of weaving increased, but it’s also less tiring.”

"The director of the Butou factory at Liulichang said there has been a breakthrough in technology. He can make the mirror you mentioned."

Yang Xuanchen raised his eyebrows and put the bowl aside, "Oh, he is really talented!"

"I'll give him a reward later!"

"Master, is this mirror really as mysterious as it sounds? Can it be compared to the bronze mirror we usually use?" Wei Junzhi couldn't help but complain.

"You know nothing, what can that bronze mirror reflect? You can't even see clearly."

Yang Xuanchen gestured as he spoke, "Have you seen the glass on this window? It's much better than the original window paper, right?"

"Before this glass was made, would you dare to believe that there were such rare things in the world?"

Wei Junzhi's thoughts were pulled back to a few months ago by Yang Xuanchen.

That day was the day when Butou came to Qingshui County from Linjiang City to hand over the glass vase.

Curious about the uses of these bottles, he visited Shenxianju Winery under the guidance of Yang Xuanchen.

Then Yang Xuanchen went to Linjiang City with two loads of sand and cloth.

When I came back, the doors and windows of the back hall were replaced with glass.

A few days later, Liulifang in Linjiang City moved to Qingshui County.

With the arrival of a large number of workers, Liulifang in Qingshui County is in full swing, and now every household has been replaced with bright glass.

In this winter, closing the doors and windows not only blocks the cold air, but also eliminates the need to light oil lamps in the house. The people almost love this benefit.

"What are you thinking about? Finish your porridge quickly and let's go to Liulichang to see the surprise brought to us by the cloth factory director!"

Under Yang Xuanchen's urging, Wei Junzhi finished the Laba porridge in two gulps. Just as they left the county office, they ran into Zhou Miaomiao.

"Brother! What are you busy with?" she shouted.

"I'm going to Liulichang to look at rare things. Are you okay? If not, let's go together."

Yang Xuanchen didn't care whether Zhou Miaomiao was okay or not, so he grabbed her hand and got into the carriage.

"What kind of rare thing is this? You are so happy that you are grinning from ear to ear." Zhou Miaomiao said with a smile.

"Hey, it's something that all you women like."

He pretended to be mysterious and said something, and the three of them arrived at Liulichang in a short time.

Liulichang was built next to Shenxianju, and the factory area was only a little smaller than Shenxianju.

Yang Xuanchen was the first to jump off the carriage and rushed in like flying.

"Butou! Butou! Where is it? Where is the mirror?"

The whirring sound quickly attracted Butou over.

He is a young man in his twenties and looks quite energetic.

"Brother Yang, I'm here!" Butou waved his hand and shouted loudly for Yang Xuanchen to hurry over.

"Brother Bu, where's the mirror? Bring it over quickly and let me take a look!"

Following his will, a large round slice was taken out from the pocket of the cloth pocket.

"Now, this is done according to your wishes."

"I tried many methods, and finally I attached tin foil to the back of the glass and poured a layer of mercury on it."

"This is how I made the mirror you wanted."

Butou cried and complained about how difficult it was to overcome difficulties these days, while rubbing his hands and laughing.

"Brother Yang, have you brought the silver reward? You promised me."

"If you make a mirror, I will be rewarded with one thousand taels of silver."

Yang Xuanchen laughed loudly when he heard this, "Oh, I must have brought this."

Then he winked at Budou and said, "I heard that another wonderful person has come to Youfeng Tower. Brother Bu has been running very diligently recently, haha!"

Butou blushed at what he said and put the mirror in his hand.

He glanced at Wei Junzhi and Zhou Miaomiao who were coming behind him, and his plan came to his mind.

"Brother Yang, brother, I don't have a wife yet. What's wrong with going to Youfeng Tower to meet up with me?"

"It's you, Miss Liu Yan'er, who misses you day and night. She said she won't accept any other guests except you."

Butou deliberately raised the words Liu Yan'er a few times, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't hear.

He was having so much fun playing with the mirror in his hand that Yang Xuanchen didn't even notice the two people standing behind him.

"Okay, she little bitch misses me. Let's go together later and meet these little prodigals..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice sounded from behind him that made people's hair stand on end.

"I heard that I got ten thousand taels of silver to redeem Liu Yan'er's life. Do you want me to go back and get it for you now?"

Yang Xuanchen's heart skipped a beat, and there was panic between his brows.

He stared at Budou fiercely, then changed his face to a smile, turned around and handed the mirror to Zhou Miaomiao.

"Miaomiao, look, this is a mirror!"

Zhou Miaomiao originally wanted to poke him a few words, but as soon as the mirror came in, her current appearance was completely reflected.

She held up the mirror and looked at herself carefully, smoothed her messy hair and touched her cheek.

She was shocked.

"This...how is this picture so clear?"

"Oh my God!"

"Fantasy!"