This land was contracted by me [farming]

Feng Zhu came under the moonlight, and Du Youwei led him to the study, and hurriedly handed over the cloak outside to his servant Dongqing, and asked him to wait outside.

He pushed the door open and entered, one second he was holding the adult Feng Zhu, and the next second he slapped his face.

Zhao Keran brightened the candle, and saw a picture of a beautiful woman with sinus eyebrows.

Before Zhao Keran could ask, Feng Zhu slumped on the chair, like pouring beans, talking nonstop.

"You don't know, I've been really busy these few days. I wanted to come earlier tonight so I could have a good meal with you. But in the end I was too busy." Feng Zhu touched his day , crying miserably: "I saw that it was getting late, and I didn't have time to eat any more, so I ran here hungry."

When Feng Zhu said this, he quickly got up from the chair, stepped forward and took Zhao Keran's hand, letting him touch his stomach.

"Feel it yourself to see if it's deflated."

Zhao Keran's face was full of black lines, and he withdrew his hand calmly.

"I understand."

He paced to the outside of the study, and Rufeng was guarding outside, so Zhao Keran asked Rufeng to call the kitchen to prepare some meals.

While speaking, Feng Zhu slumped back on the chair again, as if his strength was only enough to stand upright for a while.

"I want a cup of tea mat to rest my stomach." Zhao Keran personally poured a cup of tea for Feng Zhu, handed it to him, and asked, "Why is Brother Feng looking for me?"

Feng Zhu took the tea and blew on it.After carefully testing with my lips, I found that the temperature was just right, so I drank it all in one gulp.

He handed the cup back and said he wanted more.

Zhao Keran sighed helplessly, he sat on the chair next to Feng Zhu with the teapot in hand, and resigned himself to pouring tea for Lord Feng.

"This matter is neither big nor small." Feng Zhu took Zhao Keran's newly poured tea, took a sip, and then said: "The thing you told me about trading with salt last time, I will pass it on to my brother. got the news.

After reading it, the elder brother thought it was feasible, so he passed the news to Fengyang.After reading the above, I also think it is feasible, and I agree very happily.His Majesty also gave an order to ask the elder brother to stock up on more salt.It was the first time to trade with salt, and then the elder brother would personally lead the team to the border. "

Zhao Keran refilled Feng Zhu's cup, and said, "This is a good thing, let alone solve the problem. Your grandfather is also in the stock market at the border. When the time comes, the two of you brothers can go and meet together."

Feng Zhu shook his head, Xu regained his strength and was finally willing to sit up straight.He leaned forward and said mysteriously: "The bad thing is that my brother has to lead the team here himself."

"How do you say that?" Zhao Keran asked in a low voice being led by Feng Zhu.

Feng Zhu said in a low voice: "It is reasonable to say that the salt transport envoys cannot go out to guard the land at will, even if it is for business, the deputy envoys should come.

Asking my brother to come in person is not to say that Huaixi is too face-saving.But the deputy envoy is not qualified to accompany His Majesty.

My brother told me that His Majesty is coming too. "

"Where are you coming from? Come to the border?" Zhao Keran frowned, he couldn't figure it out, "There's still a war going on here, isn't it Tim who came here..."

Before the word "chaotic" came out of his mouth, Zhao Keran realized that he had said something wrong, and immediately stopped the words when he came to his lips, and changed a word, "It's very dangerous!"

Feng Zhu watched Zhao Keran rub his chest like the rest of his life after a catastrophe, and heaved a sigh of relief.He couldn't help laughing, "Who says it's not? If you care about this trade deal, you don't have to come by yourself.

My brother is also very worried, and I can't persuade him.That's it, let me talk to you first.You are so busy these days, Jing'an Mansion will issue a formal notice in a few days, don't make any mistakes then. "

"As long as Beidan doesn't make trouble, what can go wrong?"

Zhao Keran supported his head and sighed: "I don't know if His Majesty will stay in Jingyang, I hope he can stay in Jing'an Mansion safely and not run around."

Feng Zhu was also worried, "Yes, if something goes wrong, no one can bear it."

The two sighed one after another, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"My lord, the meal is ready."

Rufeng knocked on the door outside, interrupting their sad thoughts.When Feng Zhu heard that the meal was ready, he jumped up and went to the door to serve the meal.

As soon as the butt on this side touched the chair, the chopsticks on the other side could not wait to move.

"The tofu you make tastes delicious, but it's a bit spicy. But the spicier it tastes, the better it tastes. I'm so happy." Feng Zhu scooped a large spoonful into the rice.

Stir in the rice and eat in one big bite.

Zhao Keran said: "This is mapo tofu, made of tofu. It's made with Chunhua's special chili meat sauce. It's delicious but you can't eat too much. If you eat too much spicy food, it will cause mouth sores and get angry."

Feng Zhu's ability to eat is just for fun, so how could he hear what Zhao Keran said.

The bulge stuffed in his mouth was like a hamster, and he thought it was too little, so he didn't swallow one mouthful, and another mouthful went into his mouth again.

Still remembering Wang Chunhua's special chili meat sauce, taking advantage of the gap between hugging meals, he slurred and asked Zhao Keran to prepare some for him to take back to his house to eat.

Zhao Keran nodded in agreement, poured a cup of tea and handed it over, and told him to eat more slowly.

...

This year's Jingyang ushered in a bumper harvest, and it has been a few days since Zhao Keran and Feng Zhu met.

In the past few days, he has been running back and forth to Hedong Village, the county yamen, not only him, but also the heads of the yamen who swarmed to the yamen.

"My lord, my Luo family wants to grow corn. When I look at this corn, it's golden in color. It looks like it's a fortune."

Patriarch Luo was holding on to the corn and would not let it go. He wanted to make a good omen, so other families would too.

Zhao Keran was chewing corn stalks, which were sweet and delicious.Although not as sweet as sugarcane, it has a unique flavor.

There is no sugar cane here, Zhao Keran only thinks he is eating sugar cane.

"Stop arguing, everyone, come and eat this sweet stalk." Zhao Keran greeted the family heads to eat corn stalks.

Rufeng got the signal, and immediately chopped off the corn stalks with a knife, removed the leaves and outer skin, and left three knots close to the ground.

These three sections are the essence, with a considerable amount of water and sugar, and it is very sweet and thirst-quenching after one bite.

Zhao Keran held the processed corn stalks in his hands and handed them to several family heads.

A few people were actually reluctant to eat it in their hearts, and their faces showed embarrassment. They always felt that it was something that could not be eaten.I'm afraid it's the little county magistrate's bad taste, teasing them and bickering here in order to punish them.

But the county magistrate ate it himself, and even prepared it for them. It's embarrassing not to want it.

If Zhao Keran knew what they were thinking, he would definitely call them wrong.If he really wanted to punish something, he wouldn't let himself suffer first.

These Patriarchs just love to make up their minds and think too much.

While several people were hesitating, Patriarch Luo held the corn in one hand and took the corn stalks from Zhao Keran in the other.

They don't want to eat, he eats!

What Luo Feng said, he had to make a good impression and asked the county magistrate to give him the contracted planting rights of corn.

Seeing Luo Feng's move, everyone immediately thought of nothing.Especially the few who also wanted to grow corn, one by one, they separated the corn stalks of Zhao Keran in an instant.

After Luo Feng took it, he closed his eyes and bit down like a strong man going to die.

Hey!

"It's so sweet!"

Luo Feng chewed quickly, and he swallowed all the juice from the corn stalks.

"It's just that it's not easy to swallow when swallowing..."

As soon as Luo Feng finished the last word "pharynx", Zhao Keran took out a handkerchief and spit the residue on the handkerchief.

He stared at Luo Feng innocently, "Patriarch Luo, this is not for swallowing."

Luo Feng was sluggish on the spot, moved his throat, and responded dryly.

"oh, I see."

Everyone present wanted to laugh but were too embarrassed to laugh, fearing that Luo Feng would lose face, so they had to hold back.

Luo Feng took another bite of the corn stalk, chewed it and spat it on the handkerchief, as if nothing had happened.

"This corn stalk is really delicious. My Lao Luo's family will plant the corn!"

Luo Feng is bound to win the matter of growing corn by himself.

Others who wanted to grow corn didn't dare to argue with Zhao Keran anymore, for fear of spoiling their impression.

I could only say lukewarmly, "You can't stop your mouth if you eat it."

"You don't have to be so hot-faced. When did I say that one thing can only be bought by one family?" Zhao Keran looked at the busy corn field with his hands behind his back, and said, "Whoever wants to plant anything, just report it, but the last five are set." It can’t be changed within the year. Patriarchs should think twice about what to plant, and send someone to tell me in the future.”

Since there is no such restriction, the previous tension dissipated in an instant, and each brother smiled back to Zhao Keran and must think carefully.

Huimin Supermarket has launched a new gadget called Sweet Bar.

Only available for a few days, while supplies last.

For a while, on Jingyang Street, there would always be three or two people gathering together to chew sweet sticks.

For a while, the sweet stalks that could be seen everywhere in the street made Zhao Keran directly send an official document, and if someone vomited after eating sweet stalks, he would be fined to clean up the entire street.

As soon as this order came out, there were many more yamen guards patrolling the streets in Jingyang than usual.

From time to time, their eyes will be fixed on those who are chewing sweet sticks, as long as someone dares to spit on the ground.They would go up to hold him up, hand him cleaning tools, and stare at him to sweep the entire street before giving up.

After arresting a few as a warning to others, the street became much cleaner in an instant.

But it also made Zhao Keran realize that relying on the chivalrous morality and medals for good people and good deeds he heard from books cannot completely restrain the people from caring about hygiene.

To put it bluntly, public health still needs to be in charge of.

Zhao Keran thought of "sanitation workers".

There are no jobs suitable for the elderly, and there were very few jobs in ancient times.

If you do some work of picking up garbage, you will not lose a source of income.

So, following the "Sweet Bar Ban Order", Zhao Keran posted another post about recruiting.

After Shumo finished reading the recruitment conditions, there was an uproar.

Questioners emerge in endlessly.

"My lord, you said that this is only for old men? What can the old man do? Call me for the cleaning job! I was arrested and swept a street the day before yesterday, so that can be regarded as experience. I will definitely clean up without any ambiguity. "

"This money is quite a lot, and it's for food and shelter. I can do it even if I get up early. I'm strong and strong, and I'm sure I can do better than the old man!"

"My lord, think about us!"

"Yes, my lord, they can't do much work if you want the old man! Let us!"

Shumo couldn't shout to everyone alone, he hung the gong on his chest, picked up the wooden hammer and hit it.

With a sound of "Dang!", the crowd slowly fell silent.

Shumo shouted at the top of his voice: "It's up to the county magistrate to decide what to do! What are you talking about here?"

Everyone was silent, this is the meaning of the magistrate, they can't find the magistrate to make trouble.

"There are jobs for you in the back, why bother chasing the old men?" Shumo pointed to the table on one side, and said: "Whoever wants to sign up for the parents at home, you can come to me to register.

After registration, our yamen will send someone to interview.If you are qualified, you can start working soon. "

As soon as the words fell, the already quiet crowd boiled again, and everyone who was crowded wanted to sign up early.

Whose family doesn't have elderly parents, if they can't do it themselves, they have to fight for their parents.

Working for the government office, you can still join the labor union, and you are guaranteed everything you do. Isn't this better than doing other things?

In one morning, the applicants filled several large pages of paper.

When Shu Mo sent it to Zhao Keran at noon, he happened to be reading the letter from Xu Jun.

Since Xu Jun has this intention, he will help if he can.

Shumo put down the registration list in his hand, and said to Zhao Keran: "Master, I'll put this list here for you first. It's nothing, I'll leave first."

Zhao Keran looked up, and stopped Shumo who was about to leave, "Just don't rush away, you let Rufeng go to the academy. Invite some gentlemen and say that I have something to discuss."

"Yes."

The author has something to say: corn stalks are what my mother said I would eat when I was a child, and they are as sweet as sugar cane. (A reader Xiaocutie said that the taste is sweet, not as sweet as sugar cane.

Presumably, the status of corn stalks in the long memory of my mother is very high, comparable to sugar cane.The sweetness of cornstalks has been revised in the article. )

"The essence of the three sections, water content and sugar content" here is the information checked by Baidu.