I am the county magistrate in Daming

Wei Ming never knew that these servant girls were so crazy that the guys couldn't stop them from outside the shop, so they forced them to rush into the shop.

"Everyone be quiet, be quiet!" Wei Ming stood on the counter and yelled, "It's not that I don't want to buy it, it's that this soap is really out of stock, please come back another day!"

"Then write it down to my wife first! I'll pick it up when it's in stock!"

"Me too!"

Wei Ming's words did not stop the riot, but instead made them fight harder. Everyone wanted to be the first to make a note so that they could get the goods when the time came.

Wei Ming didn't know that today these maids and servants all carry death orders, and if they fail to do so, they will be punished if they go back.On weekdays, the "sister" and "sister" called each other affectionately, and when they got in front of Xiangzao, they all tore their faces.

Which woman doesn't want to stay young forever and leave a fragrance after her body.After using the soap, my hands are much smoother than before, and the fragrance lingers for a long time. Because of this, Mrs. Wei stole the limelight at the small banquet.This is a good thing, whoever let who is a fool.

Wei Ming was not sure when Mu Qingtian would be able to make the second delivery, he only wanted to sell boxes, not soap.After deducting the price of the box, Mu Qingtian also charged him almost two taels of the cost price. Although the price of soap was high, he didn't want to get involved too much, and he didn't want to ruin the century-old carpenter's door reputation.

"Leave your names, Wei Ming promises that you will write to each one to explain the situation." He shouted at the top of his voice.

The servants and maids gradually calmed down. Seeing that no one around them could get soap, they stopped arguing and lined up neatly to sign.

Wei Ming kept his promise and sent letters to each family, explaining the situation and apologizing.How could those wives and young ladies just let it go, if they couldn't pry Wei Ming's mouth open, they would start with his wife.

Posts were handed into Wei's mansion one by one like snowflakes, and Madam Wei was so frightened that she closed the door to thank the guests, and didn't even dare to leave the door.

After Mu Qingtian heard about this incident, he made an appointment with Wei Ming to meet in the private room of Fushoutang.

"Thanks to my husband's trust, Wei Ming lived up to his trust, and all the soaps were sold." Wei Ming excitedly spread out the ledger in front of Mu Qingtian.

Mu Qingtian was very satisfied and asked, "I heard you don't want to sell soap?"

Wei Ming replied in a panic: "Sir, it's not that Wei Ming doesn't want to sell. It's just that Wei Ming's ancestors have been carpenters for generations, and the rule passed down from generation to generation is to only make wood."

Mu Qingtian nodded, Wei Ming's thoughts coincided with his.

Chili and Ma Xiao's recipes were sold to Wu Yaozu, both of which were bought out.Crayfish is a daily food, and soap is a daily consumable, and the price is much more expensive.It is absolutely impossible for him to sell the production method to others, nor can he only supply it to one family, so the soap will never leave Chongming County.

"I'm going to distribute the newly made soap to merchants in Chongming County. Do you have any recommendations?" Mu Qingtian asked.

Wei Ming had already prepared a directory, which included the cosmetic shops he had been working with and was familiar with, as well as some merchants he was not very familiar with but had a good reputation in Chongming County.

Some merchants in the city saw a business opportunity, and there were many profiteers among them. They also knocked on the door and tried to bribe him with money and treasures, and they also got a share of the profit.Wei Ming kept his mouth shut and did not reveal any information.

"Please take a look, sir."

"Did you ever tell them about the soap?"

Wei Ming shook his head and said, "Many people want to know the source of the soap, but I didn't tell anyone because I was afraid it might cause trouble."

"Very good." Mu Qingtian was very satisfied with Wei Ming, "Well, first, you can ask the people on the list to see if they are willing to sell, and tick off the ones they are willing to sell. Is three days enough?"

"That's enough, Mr. Xie for understanding."

Wei Ming was very happy, he thought he would have to spend some time to get Mu Qingtian to agree today, but he didn't expect him to be such a reasonable person.

Three days later, Wei Ming sent someone to send a message—everyone on the list was willing to try.

According to the agreement, Mu Qingtian asked Lushuiqingshan to send the next batch of soap ten days later, and Wei Ming would pack it into boxes and distribute it to the merchants on the list.

The prices offered by these merchants were very generous. In less than a month, Mu Qingtian made nearly ten taels of silver with soap.The farmers in Zimingli looked at the bustling Lizheng/Mansion enviously, and their hearts began to waver.

Mu Lizheng is indeed different from Li Canshi, he has the backing of King Qing.

Last year, every household in Zimingli could not eat a full meal and was oppressed by Zhang Fu.In just half a year, they not only got back their own land, but also made some small money by relying on red gold, all of which were thanks to Mu Qingtian.

After He Shengcai plowed the official land, he went home with a hoe, and saw Mrs. He weaving something.

"There are already enough baskets at home, don't weave any more, it hurts your eyes." He held the candle far away to prevent Mrs. He from continuing to weave the baskets, "Last time the lesson was severe enough, don't light the lamp."

Mrs. He faltered and couldn't say a word for a long time, then snatched the candlestick back and continued to make up.

"What do you know, I'm going to be sent to the Lizheng/Mansion..." She said in a low voice awkwardly.

"Lizheng/Mansion?" He Shengcai was surprised, "Aren't you..."

Mrs. He's attitude towards Mu Qingtian is obvious to all, even He Shengcai knows that his wife dislikes Mu Qingtian very much and opposes him everywhere.

"Why is there a shortage of baskets in Lizheng/Mansion? Don't make up any more." He Shengcai snatched the cane from her hand.

"You don't care about me!" Mrs. He raised her voice and snatched back the half-woven basket, but did not continue to weave.

She lowered her head and said, "You are right, there is no shortage of baskets in Lizheng/fu."

During the Chinese New Year, she and her children ate meat for the first time.She didn't think it was Mu Qingtian's credit, she just thought it was her husband's ability.When Zhao Mei made up the rumor of "Xiezhi killing people" to slander Mu Qingtian, she also helped to fan the flames, which made the whole village know about it.

She thought she was doing the right thing, but the people around her began to alienate her, even He Shengcai was much colder towards her.She was so angry that in a moment of confusion, she left her two children and He Shengcai's bedridden brother at home.

The stove ignited the thatch, and the two children were so frightened that they hugged each other and cried loudly. He Shengcai's younger brother could only act anxiously as he watched the fire gradually spread.

By the time she hurried back after learning that her house was on fire from others, the fire had already been extinguished.

Mu Qingtian was standing in the yard with ashes on his face, directing the people in Lizheng/Mansion to move things in and out, to make sure that the fire was extinguished and there were no sparks left.

A group of them went up the mountain to burn grass and ashes. When they went down the mountain, they happened to see black smoke rising from a distance.Both the child and the adults are fine, Mrs. He cried and rushed to her child, then turned to look at Mu Qingtian trembling.

After Zhang Fu fell from power, she dared not speak any more.Mu Qingtian has the backing of King Qing, what if someone comes to take revenge on her?She had been worried for so many days, but she didn't expect to bump into it today.

Mu Qingtian glanced at Mrs. He indifferently, and seeing that He Shengcai had also rushed back, he took them back to Lizheng/Mansion.Before leaving, he left a word for Mrs. He.

As a parent, if you can't even take care of your children, you are in vain as a parent!

Mrs. He didn't go out for a few days, she just sat there thinking about Mu Qingtian's words.Ever since Mu Qingtian came from Mingli, she has never calmed down and thought about it carefully.

"Mom, eat candy."

Mrs. He asked her where the sugar came from.

"Given by the adults."

The little child still doesn't understand what "adult" means, but the surrounding environment has fascinated her, and she is willing to call Mu Qingtian "adult".

Mrs. He cried loudly while hugging her daughter, and suddenly realized what stupid things she had done before, which almost betrayed her relatives.

"I wanted to make a loose gown..."

After waking up, she wanted to repay Mu Qingtian's kindness.But she doesn't know how to plow the land, nor does she know how to plan, she can only be a good female celebrity.But the clothes she made were too shabby.

After He Shengcai heard the whole story, he smiled comfortably, held Mrs. He in his arms, and said, "Your Excellency is kind and reasonable, how will you know if you don't try?"

"After you finish weaving the basket, let's go to the mountain to pick some wild fruits, make sour cakes and send them to Master Mu."

He Shengcai extinguished the candle, and took Mrs. He back to the inner room.

"Lighting the lights at night is a waste of time, so let's make it up during the day from now on."

His voice is very soft, just like the two newlyweds back then.Mrs. He's eyes became hot, and she leaned on her husband's chest with a "hmm".

Mu Qingtian recently plans to build several more distillation furnaces to expand the production of soap.The first thing he thought of was He Shengcai, and he wanted him to make soap together, and then he called on other people to join him.

"Eat well." Zhu Jingshou looked at the writhing person opposite, and knocked his bowl with chopsticks gently.

"Hey, hey, I'm nervous."

Ever since Zhu Jingshou revealed that he was going to succeed Yao Jingdao as county magistrate in Chongming County, he began to train the next Ziming Lizheng.He doesn't know how long he can stay here, and whether he can lead everyone to live a prosperous life together.Even if he left, he had to find someone who could take everyone forward to take Lizheng's place.

He Shengcai is his No.1 choice, but Mrs. He is a hidden danger.

Zhu Jingshou raised his eyebrows, set up a stool around the wooden table, sat next to Mu Qingtian, and lifted him onto his lap without any effort.

So angry! ! !He practiced Kung Fu every day, and the outline of his muscles came out, so why couldn't he beat Zhu Jingshou!

Mu Qingtian turned grief and anger into appetite—not to mention that there was a guy behind him who was about to move.If he eats slowly, he becomes a side dish after dinner.

"My lord, He Shengcai is asking to see you." Fu Bao stood outside and knocked on the door.

"Huh?" Mu Qingtian raised his head, with a grain of rice still on the corner of his mouth.

Zhu Jingshou pinched the rice grains down naturally, thought for a while, but still didn't put it in his mouth.

"Eat quickly, didn't you want to find him a long time ago?" Zhu Jingshou sighed, and added another bowl of soup to Mu Qingtian.

"Oh." After drinking the soup, Mu Qingtian quickly ran away from Zhu Jingshou's lap.

Mrs. He stood awkwardly at the gate of the Lizheng/Mansion, kept tugging at the hem of her clothes, and fiddled with the sachet after a while, feeling extremely nervous.

Someone passed by her and said in a low voice to the companions beside her: "Did you see that? I'm scared. I'm rushing to make amends. How come I haven't seen her so peaceful before?"

Mrs. He blushed, but she did not refute.

He Shengcai glared at the gossiper, and said loudly, "My wife can correct her mistakes, unlike some people who only dare to gossip behind their backs."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

After expressing their feelings to each other, His Highness King Qing always felt that Mu Qingtian didn't like him enough.So he thought of a good way to test Mu Qingtian.

Zhu Jingshou: I haven't seen the Queen Mother for a long time, and I should go to a flower viewing banquet when I return to Shuntian Mansion.

Mu Qingtian (elbow gnawing): Hmm, you go.I heard that Shuntian Mansion is luxurious, so I have to go to Qingtai to see it.

Zhu Jingshou: How dare you! ! !

结果赏花宴没去成，庆王只顾着盯防沐青天了。感谢在2020-12-1113:53:46~2020-12-1121:06:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 2 bottles of small fireworks above the head;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!