The best county magistrate

"Be civilized, polite, hygienic, orderly and moral?"

Looking at the five lectures on the white wall on the street, Tiangong cast a suspicious look at Yang Xuanchen.

"This is the characteristic of this county, which is called five lectures, four beauties and three loves."

"Those just now were the five lectures."

"They are all trails that cultivate the sentiments of the folks."

As everyone walked north after leaving the county government office, from time to time there would be walls painted white with bright red characters.

There was no trace of garbage in the entire Qingshui County, and even the nooks and crannies had no smell of the past.

Tiangong and the others were shocked.

Not long after leaving the city, you will reach the industrial park in the north of the city. Today, the industrial park is building a wall.

Workers are putting cement on the wall.

At Tiangong's strong request, the carriage stopped at the entrance of the park.

With doubtful eyes, he came closer and dipped his hand into some cement that the workers had just reconciled.

As soon as Yang Xuanchen got off the carriage, he saw a scene that made him unbelievable.

Tiangong actually put his cement-stained fingers into his mouth.

"I'll blanch it, you can't eat this thing!"

Hearing Yang Xuanchen's shouting, Tiangong, who was just reminiscing, quickly spit out the cement in his mouth.

"Bah bah bah!"

"There's a strange smell, but it turns out it's not rice cereal!"

After a few more poohs, Tiangong put on a mask of pain, "Why is there sand in this damn girl?"

A worker who was building a wall laughed loudly and gave him a look of disdain, "This is called cement. It is used to build houses. Put some sand in it, and it's fine!"

Tiangong wondered: "Shouldn't we use rice paste to build the wall?"

"Rice cereal? How luxurious is that?" The worker glanced at him disdainfully.

"This was invented by our master, and it's called cement. The houses, factories, and even roads in our county are all built with cement."

As he spoke, he pointed to the road at his feet, "Did you see, this is called a cement road."

Only then did Tiangong come to his senses. No wonder the road felt flat from the moment he entered Qingshui County, and the carriage couldn't even feel the slightest bump.

It turns out to be the road under your feet!

He carefully observed the cement road under his feet and exclaimed: "I'm so hot! A miracle!"

The worker hummed a few words impatiently and then ignored the idiot and started working on his own.

After the interlude, Yang Xuanchen led everyone to the soap factory first.

The director of the factory was a short, fat man who was originally the owner of an oil mill in the county. His real name was Xu Rengui.

On a hot day, Xu Rengui ran up to everyone with a big belly and put on a smile: "Master, you came at the right time."

"Follow me quickly!"

With that said, he took Yang Xuanchen's hand and entered the factory.

This was the first time that Tiangong saw a craftsman being so close to an official, and he couldn't help but think highly of Yang Xuanchen.

Several security-looking people at the door of the factory saw that Tiangong was brought by Yang Xuanchen and did not stop him. They easily followed in.

The workers in the factory are carrying out their work in an orderly manner.

Although I couldn't understand what they were doing, the smell of grease in the factory still shocked Tiangong and everyone else.

"Such a big workshop, just for making oil?"

"But aren't all the fats used in cooking? Why is this all vegetable oil?"

Tiangong looked left and right like a curious baby. When he saw several workers using saws to cut strip-shaped hard objects, he suddenly became suspicious.

Isn't it an oil-making workshop? What is that hard object? Is it used to make oil?

He picked up some scraps and put them in his mouth, swearing that he was like Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs.

Unfortunately, the soap tastes salty and astringent.

Bah, bah, bah, Tiangong quickly spit out the soap crumbs in his mouth.

I blanch, you are black-hearted!

Unscrupulous!

He dares to add unknown things to the vegetable oil used by ordinary people. Isn't he afraid of poisoning people?

The good impression I had just had on Yang Xuanchen was gone now.

"What are you doing? Stop quickly, how can these poisons be placed in vegetable oil!"

He shouted so loudly that the worker who was cutting soap almost sawed off his fingers.

The two workers glared at each other angrily. Just when they were about to curse, they happened to see the guy in front of them blowing bubbles from his mouth.

They laughed and looked at Tiangong like a fool.

"Who are you? Do you understand me?" a worker shouted.

Another worker sneered, "Brother Six, don't pay attention to him. A country bumpkin who doesn't know anything about soap still puts it in his mouth..."

The two workers called the dignified Tiangong a country bumpkin and an ignorant person, which made him so angry that his veins popped out.

The ten disciples behind him became anxious and rushed forward to fight.

But Tiangong stopped him by himself.

"Disciples, this is someone else's territory. There are only a few of us. I will serve as my master and expose the shady story of their oil shop later..."

Before the righteous and awe-inspiring words were finished, Yang Xuanchen and Xu Rengui rushed over with two large packages in their hands.

"What's wrong? Liu Zi, tell me!" Xu Rengui roared.

The man known as Liu Zi pointed at Tiangong and then said a few words in his ear.

Then, Xu Rengui finally suppressed his smile. After calming down for a while, he smiled and said: "Master, this is not an oil workshop."

"This is a soap factory!"

With that said, he handed a piece of soap in the package to Tiangong.

"Soap factory? You call this soap?" Tiangong asked in surprise.

Yang Xuanchen ordered someone to bring a basin of water and a dirty rag, lifted up his sleeves, and demonstrated in public what soap was and its efficacy.

Everyone in Tiangong looked shocked when they saw a dirty rag rubbed in his hand a few times and it became much cleaner.

I don’t know who called me Zhuo.

Then, modal particles such as Nima and Ce Ne appeared in endlessly.

Today is definitely a day that subverts Tiangong’s knowledge.

Yang Xuanchen shook off the water stains on his hands, then took out a flat piece of soap that looked slightly oval in shape, with rounded corners and a smooth surface from the package, and handed it to Tiangong's hands.

"This is called soap, used for washing hands and bathing."

"I just came out with the research, and I think the effect is still not good, but it is very close to the ideal state."

"Tiangong can give it a try!"

The faint scent of jasmine wafted out from the soap. Tiangong smelled it carefully, and then washed his hands under Xu Rengui's guidance.

As a result, his eyes widened and he couldn't even close his mouth.

The hands that looked rough due to years of forging iron became more delicate and whiter.

The most important thing is that now his hands still have a hint of refreshing jasmine fragrance.

"I boil it!"

"What kind of monster is this?"

Upon hearing this, all the disciples immediately gathered around.

"Master, your hands..."

One apprentice's eyes widened and he didn't even blink, "It seems a little whiter."

"Smell it, the master's hands still smell of jasmine!"

Tiangong's hands were treated like small animals in the zoo, and everyone took turns stroking them.

"This is such a good thing. Use this thing to take a bath. You can't go to a brothel and charm the girls to death."

"Third Senior Brother, what you said makes sense!"

"Fourth senior brother, please ask the senior brother to let the master think of a way to get a piece for each of us!"

The senior brother shouted: "You guys, get out of here and don't disturb the master's thinking."

Tiangong came back to his senses and said in shock: "It's amazing! It's amazing that there is such a divine thing in the world."

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Yang Xuanchen.

The soap slipped from his hand and fell behind Yang Xuanchen.

Coupled with that expression, it was like seeing a rare beauty.

Yang Xuanchen was trembling all over, he...he wouldn't let me pick up soap, would he?