What could be wrong with the salted fish attack?
Chapter 70 Chapter 70
Early the next morning, the village chief came to Jingmo after breakfast.
Jing Mo got up by himself today without Nan Xing yelling.
After breakfast, he packed up the three things he picked yesterday, and said to Nan Xing before going out, "Go and pick some for Xiaojing later."
After all, this kid took care of such a big boy himself, so it would be unreasonable not to give him a try.
Nan Xing hummed.
Jing Mo secretly kissed him again, and then set off with the village chief.
There were other people who went to the town today, and when they saw Jing Mo carrying a basket, they even asked.
Everything was covered by Jingmo's cloth, mainly because he was afraid of drying out, so he replied casually after listening to others.
When they arrived in the town, the village head led Jing Mo directly to the mayor's house.
Fortunately, the mayor is at home.
The last time I heard that Nanpeng was looking for him, he was the one who met him in the study.
This time I heard Nanpeng say that there was something very important, so I finally moved the driver to the front hall.
The mayor is about fifty years old, with a rich body and gorgeous clothes. He looks like a man.
He stepped into the hall with his hands behind his back, and asked absently, "What's the matter?"
The village chief smiled and said: "My nephew got some good things. Isn't this the last time he was able to settle down smoothly thanks to your help. I will honor you with it."
"Look." The mayor still had the same attitude.
The village chief didn't mind either, and lifted the cloth covering the basket, revealing the neatly stacked tomatoes, potatoes and corn inside.
The mayor glanced at it, and then became interested: "What is this?"
The village chief introduced them one by one: "The yellow ones are potatoes, the red ones are tomatoes, and this one is corn."
"food?"
"You are wise, these tomatoes can also be eaten as fruit, you can try it." The village chief took one to the servant and told him to wash it before coming back.
The mayor sat at the top, with a graceful posture, and waited for the servant to come back from washing the tomatoes, took a bite, tasted the taste, and said: "This taste is novel, sour and sweet, and my wife may like it."
The implication is that he thinks it's okay, there's nothing too much about it.
The village head still understands this truth. Even when eating meat, some people like to be fat and some like to be thin: "Actually, I came to you to ask for your introduction. I want to find the magistrate."
"Why?" Although he didn't like the taste very much, the mayor chose to eat it whole.
"These three things are highly productive." With just these two words, the mayor understood.
Since he entered the door, his casual expression has been restrained, and he even sat upright: "Gao Yi?"
"Yes, let's just talk about the potatoes, here are the beans from two seedlings."
The mayor looked at the dozen or so potatoes lying in the basket, mainly because each potato was so plump and even.
"You did a good job, come here." The mayor understood the meaning of the village chief and called for his servants.
The servant came in from the door and saluted: "Master."
The mayor ordered: "Prepare the carriage, I'm going to the county."
After the servant went out, he said to the village chief, "Pick up your things."
The village head said: "I have enough, let me save some for you."
The mayor raised his eyelids and glanced at him, humming.
The village chief picked out five or six potatoes, six or seven tomatoes, and three corns, and handed them to the maid.
"As for how to do it..." The village head told the servant girl what Jing Mo had told him.
"Understood." After the maid finished listening, she carried her things and left.
After a while, the servant hitched up the carriage and came back to call the mayor: "Master, everything is ready."
The mayor stood up, straightened his clothes, and said to the village chief, "Let's go."
Jing Mo carried his things, and went out with the village head behind the mayor.
It is quite right to say that the mayor is a status symbol.
Although the carriage is small, it has all internal organs and internal organs, and even the tea table and fruit bowl are properly prepared.
The three of them got into the carriage and sat down before the coachman set off in the carriage.
While staggering, the mayor asked Jing Mo: "How many of these things have you grown?"
"Not many, the seeds I prepared earlier were not enough, and the two acres of land have not been planted."
"According to your opinion, how much of these three things can one mu of land produce?"
Jing Mo recalled the data reported in the base, and chose a general idea: "If it grows normally and fertilizes in place, an acre of potatoes can generally grow five thousand catties, tomatoes six thousand catties, and corn about one thousand catties."
The mayor's eyes widened when Jing Mo said that potatoes could produce five thousand catties.
Although he doesn't farm, but with so many fields under his hands, how much rice does one mu of paddy fields produce?
This is a number that has doubled.
The mayor, who vaguely knew that he had done something big, couldn't help being excited.
But to prevent young people from being greedy for quick success, the mayor still warned: "When we meet the county magistrate, we must speak the truth, and adults must not listen to lies."
Jing Mo lowered his eyebrows: "I understand."
Of course he knew the seriousness of the matter, so he cut down the production a little, just because he was afraid that he would get himself into trouble if he talked too much.
If he was alone, he would not be afraid, now that he had a star, he had to think twice about everything.
If it wasn't for the reward and pushing the seeds out, Jing Mo wouldn't have taken the risk.
It takes more than a quarter of an hour to go from Wuyang Town to the county seat by carriage.
After the carriage entered the county seat, it went straight to the county government office.
Although the mayor is not a serious official title, he can be regarded as a subordinate of the county magistrate.
The servants of the county government will not be too embarrassed.
The mayor led the two of them to meet the county magistrate's housekeeper, and he informed them. After waiting for a while, they finally met the county magistrate.
The county magistrate has served here for ten years, and his reputation among the people is pretty good.
When I met the three of Jingmo, I didn't have any extra words, so I asked why.
The mayor stepped forward and said, "It's this young man who said he has some good things and wants to dedicate them to you, my lord."
The county magistrate is nearly forty, with a typical Chinese face, a pair of sharp eyes that have dealt with prisoners a lot, looking at Jing Mo with a probing look: "Why did you shave your hair?"
Jing Mo was a little confused, but said honestly: "I was injured a few months ago, and I had to shave it off to treat the injury."
The county magistrate didn't say whether he believed it or not, and changed the subject: "What did you hand in?"
"Potatoes, corn and tomatoes."
"What's the use?"
"Potatoes can fill the stomach, corn can be cooked or ground into noodles, and tomatoes can be eaten raw or cooked."
"How's the output?"
Jing Mo said again what he had said to the mayor.
Sure enough, the county magistrate was a little unbelievable when he heard the amount. You must know that high yields such as sweet potatoes do not have this amount.
"Really?"
"Really, it is based on the production in my field."
"How much did you plant?"
"Not much, less than two acres of land."
"There are no two acres of land, how can we speculate?"
Jing Mo said: "Xiaomin also wandered to Nanhe Village unintentionally. He didn't have any land. He rented two acres from the village. He wanted to try planting first." The hidden meaning was obvious. I had no land and no money. The things that are planted do not forget to honor you, and I hope you will also be on the road.
The county magistrate, who understood his hint, said in shock: "Your stuff is not bad. As for the output you said, I will send someone to verify it. If not, you have committed the crime of bullying."
Jing Mo hurriedly bowed his hands and saluted, "Young people dare not."
The county magistrate forgave him for not daring: "I will send someone to go back with you later. If the situation is true, it will be a great achievement for you, and I will reward you a lot."
"Thank you sir."
The county magistrate waved his hand, called the housekeeper, and ordered: "You will go with them later."
The butler lowered his eyebrows and cupped his fists.
The county magistrate asked again: "How to make these three things into a dish?"
"Potatoes can be shredded and stir-fried, or steamed and ground into a puree, and then fried into potato cakes, or stewed with chicken, and corn..." Jing Mo said that he knew how to make these three things over again.
The county magistrate didn't know how to do it either, so he just asked, but he didn't expect this solid-eyed person to talk at length.
"Okay, steward, you go and see with them first." The county magistrate signaled that they could retreat.
"Yes."
The butler led them back.
"Let's start now?"
The mayor said: "It should be so."
Stewards are satisfied with their eye-catching.
So when they came, they came in a carriage, and when they returned, they rushed to Nanhe village in two.
The county magistrate is still waiting for a reply, and no one dares to delay. If the lord is convicted, they will not be able to eat and walk around.
Half an hour later, two carriages drove into Nanhe Village, and Jing Mo asked the housekeeper, "Would you like to have a cup of tea in the shabby room first?"
The housekeeper waved his hand: "There is plenty of time for tea, so let's do what the adults have told you first."
Jing Mo understood: "You follow me."
and led him into the field.
Naturally, I ran into many villagers on the road. The villagers who would usually strike up a conversation with him today saw that not only the village chief and the mayor, but also a middle-aged man who was unknown but full of momentum, dared not say anything.
Just wait for the person to leave, and go to Nan Xing's house to report the news.
Jing Mo and the village head led the two of them to the field.
The housekeeper and the mayor were a little surprised when they saw the tomatoes in the field full of fruits.
The butler has some skills, otherwise he would not be the butler of the county magistrate.
He inspected the tomatoes first, and then went to look at the corn. After looking at it, he thought about it: "Can a single potato bear so many fruits?"
"pretty close."
The butler bowed his fists to the upper left side and said, "I will tell my lord the truth about what I saw today, just wait for my news."
This means that the reward is appropriate.
"Thank you, butler." Jing Mo said calmly.
The housekeeper couldn't help but give him a second look. This kid dared to carry things and went to the county magistrate just for money. He was also the first one to put his ideas on the magistrate's head in all these years.
It would be nice to survive, but he dared to ask the magistrate for a reward.
The butler understood what the county magistrate meant. The county magistrate simply felt that what he contributed today was really good. It opened the way for his official career that had been blocked for many years, and added a lot of bricks and tiles to Kangzhuang Avenue.
What's more, this kid is on the road, just looking for money, and doesn't ask for anything. This is the reason why the county magistrate let him go.
The housekeeper hinted: "If there is such a high yield, the adults will also expand the planting."
"Please rest assured, my lord, I will prepare the seeds."
The housekeeper was very satisfied, nodded and said, "Well, let's go to your house for a cup of tea."
The four of them walked back again, but after a short walk, they saw a person coming here in a hurry.
The figure was very familiar, Jing Mo took a closer look and shouted, "Xing Xing, why are you here?"
Nan Xinghan, who ran all the way over, didn't have time to wipe it off. He looked at the housekeeper and the mayor next to him before saying, "I heard that you're back, so let's take a look."
Seeing him sweating, Jing Mo stepped forward and wiped it off with his sleeve: "It's so hot, just stay at home."
Nanxing did not speak.
The butler asked, "Is this your husband?"
Jing Mo smiled: "It's my fiancé, we'll get married in two days."
The housekeeper also smiled: "The relationship is good."
"That is, we love each other very much."
Seeing his appearance, the butler couldn't help shaking his head.
A person who can face the magistrate with a calm face, but talks about his husband with joy, it should be another kind of love.
"Then please lead the way."
"Hey." Jing Mo took Nan Xing's hand and led them back.
It's back to him, it's not appropriate to go to Nanxing.
The housekeeper and the mayor were willing to stay for a cup of tea, just for the three things in the field, but none of this mattered to Jing Mo.
The important thing is to get money.
The housekeeper and the mayor who had had tea did not stay, and went back separately.
After the steward returned to the county seat, he reported to the county magistrate what he had seen and heard: "My lord, that kid is right, there is indeed such a production."
The county magistrate couldn't help being excited: "Okay, the imperial court has been suffering for a long time, if there are these three things to help me, it is not impossible for me to go further."
The housekeeper asked again: "Some of the crops in his field are ready to be picked. Do you want to prepare some and send them to the government office?"
The county magistrate thought for a while and said, "Yes, my mentor and father-in-law will also send a copy."
"My subordinate understands."
"Go to the cashier to get 300 taels, and send it to this kid." Thinking of Jingmo, the county magistrate couldn't help laughing: "I've been a parent official for ten years, and this is the first time someone wants to reward me."
The butler also laughed and said, "There is one more thing, he is getting married soon, and the wedding date is on the 26th of this month."
"Really? Give him a backup gift, he will be useful in the future."
"Is this subordinate going here?"
The county magistrate didn't speak, just waved his hands.
This is for him to figure it out, and the housekeeper who understands his meaning immediately retreats and goes to the accounting room.
......
In Nanhe Village, Nan Xing, who had made a false alarm, patted his chest and said, "I heard that you brought someone to the field, so I wondered if it was someone from the county, and thought something happened."
The village head also went back, and there were only two of them left at home. Jing Mo sat with his arms on his lap, and said with a smile, "What can I do? I think the county magistrate is very talkative, and he promised me a reward. , it should be a lot, right?"
Nan Xing sighed and said: "You are really brave, you dare to ask the county magistrate for a reward." At that time, he also thought it was nothing, and he didn't feel scared until he heard that Jing Mo brought someone back.
That's the magistrate of the county, how can he bear the little people like them jumping around in front of his eyes.
"It's okay, if he doesn't reward, I'll give him a few catties of vegetables for nothing." Jing Mo also depends on the situation, and he is not a fool.
If he hadn't heard something from the county magistrate's attitude, he wouldn't have said those words.
"Don't do these things in the future, those people are not something we can provoke."
"Okay." Jing Mo kissed him: "Let you pick some and send them to Xiaojing, have you picked them yet?"
Nan Xing said: "I picked it, and Aunt Xiu gave me back a liter of beans."
"Well, we'll grind tofu and eat it ourselves in two days."
Nan Xing touched his ears, and then stretched out his arms to hug him.
"Star?"
Nan Xing didn't speak, and hugged for a long time before letting go: "I'm hungry, let's go cook."
Jing Mo smiled: "Okay."
He knew that Nan Xing was a little scared.
He patted his fiancé on the back, picked him up, and walked out of the living room.
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Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: I will never change the mailbox next time 13 bottles; 3 bottles for para work; 1 bottle for eleven;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Jing Mo got up by himself today without Nan Xing yelling.
After breakfast, he packed up the three things he picked yesterday, and said to Nan Xing before going out, "Go and pick some for Xiaojing later."
After all, this kid took care of such a big boy himself, so it would be unreasonable not to give him a try.
Nan Xing hummed.
Jing Mo secretly kissed him again, and then set off with the village chief.
There were other people who went to the town today, and when they saw Jing Mo carrying a basket, they even asked.
Everything was covered by Jingmo's cloth, mainly because he was afraid of drying out, so he replied casually after listening to others.
When they arrived in the town, the village head led Jing Mo directly to the mayor's house.
Fortunately, the mayor is at home.
The last time I heard that Nanpeng was looking for him, he was the one who met him in the study.
This time I heard Nanpeng say that there was something very important, so I finally moved the driver to the front hall.
The mayor is about fifty years old, with a rich body and gorgeous clothes. He looks like a man.
He stepped into the hall with his hands behind his back, and asked absently, "What's the matter?"
The village chief smiled and said: "My nephew got some good things. Isn't this the last time he was able to settle down smoothly thanks to your help. I will honor you with it."
"Look." The mayor still had the same attitude.
The village chief didn't mind either, and lifted the cloth covering the basket, revealing the neatly stacked tomatoes, potatoes and corn inside.
The mayor glanced at it, and then became interested: "What is this?"
The village chief introduced them one by one: "The yellow ones are potatoes, the red ones are tomatoes, and this one is corn."
"food?"
"You are wise, these tomatoes can also be eaten as fruit, you can try it." The village chief took one to the servant and told him to wash it before coming back.
The mayor sat at the top, with a graceful posture, and waited for the servant to come back from washing the tomatoes, took a bite, tasted the taste, and said: "This taste is novel, sour and sweet, and my wife may like it."
The implication is that he thinks it's okay, there's nothing too much about it.
The village head still understands this truth. Even when eating meat, some people like to be fat and some like to be thin: "Actually, I came to you to ask for your introduction. I want to find the magistrate."
"Why?" Although he didn't like the taste very much, the mayor chose to eat it whole.
"These three things are highly productive." With just these two words, the mayor understood.
Since he entered the door, his casual expression has been restrained, and he even sat upright: "Gao Yi?"
"Yes, let's just talk about the potatoes, here are the beans from two seedlings."
The mayor looked at the dozen or so potatoes lying in the basket, mainly because each potato was so plump and even.
"You did a good job, come here." The mayor understood the meaning of the village chief and called for his servants.
The servant came in from the door and saluted: "Master."
The mayor ordered: "Prepare the carriage, I'm going to the county."
After the servant went out, he said to the village chief, "Pick up your things."
The village head said: "I have enough, let me save some for you."
The mayor raised his eyelids and glanced at him, humming.
The village chief picked out five or six potatoes, six or seven tomatoes, and three corns, and handed them to the maid.
"As for how to do it..." The village head told the servant girl what Jing Mo had told him.
"Understood." After the maid finished listening, she carried her things and left.
After a while, the servant hitched up the carriage and came back to call the mayor: "Master, everything is ready."
The mayor stood up, straightened his clothes, and said to the village chief, "Let's go."
Jing Mo carried his things, and went out with the village head behind the mayor.
It is quite right to say that the mayor is a status symbol.
Although the carriage is small, it has all internal organs and internal organs, and even the tea table and fruit bowl are properly prepared.
The three of them got into the carriage and sat down before the coachman set off in the carriage.
While staggering, the mayor asked Jing Mo: "How many of these things have you grown?"
"Not many, the seeds I prepared earlier were not enough, and the two acres of land have not been planted."
"According to your opinion, how much of these three things can one mu of land produce?"
Jing Mo recalled the data reported in the base, and chose a general idea: "If it grows normally and fertilizes in place, an acre of potatoes can generally grow five thousand catties, tomatoes six thousand catties, and corn about one thousand catties."
The mayor's eyes widened when Jing Mo said that potatoes could produce five thousand catties.
Although he doesn't farm, but with so many fields under his hands, how much rice does one mu of paddy fields produce?
This is a number that has doubled.
The mayor, who vaguely knew that he had done something big, couldn't help being excited.
But to prevent young people from being greedy for quick success, the mayor still warned: "When we meet the county magistrate, we must speak the truth, and adults must not listen to lies."
Jing Mo lowered his eyebrows: "I understand."
Of course he knew the seriousness of the matter, so he cut down the production a little, just because he was afraid that he would get himself into trouble if he talked too much.
If he was alone, he would not be afraid, now that he had a star, he had to think twice about everything.
If it wasn't for the reward and pushing the seeds out, Jing Mo wouldn't have taken the risk.
It takes more than a quarter of an hour to go from Wuyang Town to the county seat by carriage.
After the carriage entered the county seat, it went straight to the county government office.
Although the mayor is not a serious official title, he can be regarded as a subordinate of the county magistrate.
The servants of the county government will not be too embarrassed.
The mayor led the two of them to meet the county magistrate's housekeeper, and he informed them. After waiting for a while, they finally met the county magistrate.
The county magistrate has served here for ten years, and his reputation among the people is pretty good.
When I met the three of Jingmo, I didn't have any extra words, so I asked why.
The mayor stepped forward and said, "It's this young man who said he has some good things and wants to dedicate them to you, my lord."
The county magistrate is nearly forty, with a typical Chinese face, a pair of sharp eyes that have dealt with prisoners a lot, looking at Jing Mo with a probing look: "Why did you shave your hair?"
Jing Mo was a little confused, but said honestly: "I was injured a few months ago, and I had to shave it off to treat the injury."
The county magistrate didn't say whether he believed it or not, and changed the subject: "What did you hand in?"
"Potatoes, corn and tomatoes."
"What's the use?"
"Potatoes can fill the stomach, corn can be cooked or ground into noodles, and tomatoes can be eaten raw or cooked."
"How's the output?"
Jing Mo said again what he had said to the mayor.
Sure enough, the county magistrate was a little unbelievable when he heard the amount. You must know that high yields such as sweet potatoes do not have this amount.
"Really?"
"Really, it is based on the production in my field."
"How much did you plant?"
"Not much, less than two acres of land."
"There are no two acres of land, how can we speculate?"
Jing Mo said: "Xiaomin also wandered to Nanhe Village unintentionally. He didn't have any land. He rented two acres from the village. He wanted to try planting first." The hidden meaning was obvious. I had no land and no money. The things that are planted do not forget to honor you, and I hope you will also be on the road.
The county magistrate, who understood his hint, said in shock: "Your stuff is not bad. As for the output you said, I will send someone to verify it. If not, you have committed the crime of bullying."
Jing Mo hurriedly bowed his hands and saluted, "Young people dare not."
The county magistrate forgave him for not daring: "I will send someone to go back with you later. If the situation is true, it will be a great achievement for you, and I will reward you a lot."
"Thank you sir."
The county magistrate waved his hand, called the housekeeper, and ordered: "You will go with them later."
The butler lowered his eyebrows and cupped his fists.
The county magistrate asked again: "How to make these three things into a dish?"
"Potatoes can be shredded and stir-fried, or steamed and ground into a puree, and then fried into potato cakes, or stewed with chicken, and corn..." Jing Mo said that he knew how to make these three things over again.
The county magistrate didn't know how to do it either, so he just asked, but he didn't expect this solid-eyed person to talk at length.
"Okay, steward, you go and see with them first." The county magistrate signaled that they could retreat.
"Yes."
The butler led them back.
"Let's start now?"
The mayor said: "It should be so."
Stewards are satisfied with their eye-catching.
So when they came, they came in a carriage, and when they returned, they rushed to Nanhe village in two.
The county magistrate is still waiting for a reply, and no one dares to delay. If the lord is convicted, they will not be able to eat and walk around.
Half an hour later, two carriages drove into Nanhe Village, and Jing Mo asked the housekeeper, "Would you like to have a cup of tea in the shabby room first?"
The housekeeper waved his hand: "There is plenty of time for tea, so let's do what the adults have told you first."
Jing Mo understood: "You follow me."
and led him into the field.
Naturally, I ran into many villagers on the road. The villagers who would usually strike up a conversation with him today saw that not only the village chief and the mayor, but also a middle-aged man who was unknown but full of momentum, dared not say anything.
Just wait for the person to leave, and go to Nan Xing's house to report the news.
Jing Mo and the village head led the two of them to the field.
The housekeeper and the mayor were a little surprised when they saw the tomatoes in the field full of fruits.
The butler has some skills, otherwise he would not be the butler of the county magistrate.
He inspected the tomatoes first, and then went to look at the corn. After looking at it, he thought about it: "Can a single potato bear so many fruits?"
"pretty close."
The butler bowed his fists to the upper left side and said, "I will tell my lord the truth about what I saw today, just wait for my news."
This means that the reward is appropriate.
"Thank you, butler." Jing Mo said calmly.
The housekeeper couldn't help but give him a second look. This kid dared to carry things and went to the county magistrate just for money. He was also the first one to put his ideas on the magistrate's head in all these years.
It would be nice to survive, but he dared to ask the magistrate for a reward.
The butler understood what the county magistrate meant. The county magistrate simply felt that what he contributed today was really good. It opened the way for his official career that had been blocked for many years, and added a lot of bricks and tiles to Kangzhuang Avenue.
What's more, this kid is on the road, just looking for money, and doesn't ask for anything. This is the reason why the county magistrate let him go.
The housekeeper hinted: "If there is such a high yield, the adults will also expand the planting."
"Please rest assured, my lord, I will prepare the seeds."
The housekeeper was very satisfied, nodded and said, "Well, let's go to your house for a cup of tea."
The four of them walked back again, but after a short walk, they saw a person coming here in a hurry.
The figure was very familiar, Jing Mo took a closer look and shouted, "Xing Xing, why are you here?"
Nan Xinghan, who ran all the way over, didn't have time to wipe it off. He looked at the housekeeper and the mayor next to him before saying, "I heard that you're back, so let's take a look."
Seeing him sweating, Jing Mo stepped forward and wiped it off with his sleeve: "It's so hot, just stay at home."
Nanxing did not speak.
The butler asked, "Is this your husband?"
Jing Mo smiled: "It's my fiancé, we'll get married in two days."
The housekeeper also smiled: "The relationship is good."
"That is, we love each other very much."
Seeing his appearance, the butler couldn't help shaking his head.
A person who can face the magistrate with a calm face, but talks about his husband with joy, it should be another kind of love.
"Then please lead the way."
"Hey." Jing Mo took Nan Xing's hand and led them back.
It's back to him, it's not appropriate to go to Nanxing.
The housekeeper and the mayor were willing to stay for a cup of tea, just for the three things in the field, but none of this mattered to Jing Mo.
The important thing is to get money.
The housekeeper and the mayor who had had tea did not stay, and went back separately.
After the steward returned to the county seat, he reported to the county magistrate what he had seen and heard: "My lord, that kid is right, there is indeed such a production."
The county magistrate couldn't help being excited: "Okay, the imperial court has been suffering for a long time, if there are these three things to help me, it is not impossible for me to go further."
The housekeeper asked again: "Some of the crops in his field are ready to be picked. Do you want to prepare some and send them to the government office?"
The county magistrate thought for a while and said, "Yes, my mentor and father-in-law will also send a copy."
"My subordinate understands."
"Go to the cashier to get 300 taels, and send it to this kid." Thinking of Jingmo, the county magistrate couldn't help laughing: "I've been a parent official for ten years, and this is the first time someone wants to reward me."
The butler also laughed and said, "There is one more thing, he is getting married soon, and the wedding date is on the 26th of this month."
"Really? Give him a backup gift, he will be useful in the future."
"Is this subordinate going here?"
The county magistrate didn't speak, just waved his hands.
This is for him to figure it out, and the housekeeper who understands his meaning immediately retreats and goes to the accounting room.
......
In Nanhe Village, Nan Xing, who had made a false alarm, patted his chest and said, "I heard that you brought someone to the field, so I wondered if it was someone from the county, and thought something happened."
The village head also went back, and there were only two of them left at home. Jing Mo sat with his arms on his lap, and said with a smile, "What can I do? I think the county magistrate is very talkative, and he promised me a reward. , it should be a lot, right?"
Nan Xing sighed and said: "You are really brave, you dare to ask the county magistrate for a reward." At that time, he also thought it was nothing, and he didn't feel scared until he heard that Jing Mo brought someone back.
That's the magistrate of the county, how can he bear the little people like them jumping around in front of his eyes.
"It's okay, if he doesn't reward, I'll give him a few catties of vegetables for nothing." Jing Mo also depends on the situation, and he is not a fool.
If he hadn't heard something from the county magistrate's attitude, he wouldn't have said those words.
"Don't do these things in the future, those people are not something we can provoke."
"Okay." Jing Mo kissed him: "Let you pick some and send them to Xiaojing, have you picked them yet?"
Nan Xing said: "I picked it, and Aunt Xiu gave me back a liter of beans."
"Well, we'll grind tofu and eat it ourselves in two days."
Nan Xing touched his ears, and then stretched out his arms to hug him.
"Star?"
Nan Xing didn't speak, and hugged for a long time before letting go: "I'm hungry, let's go cook."
Jing Mo smiled: "Okay."
He knew that Nan Xing was a little scared.
He patted his fiancé on the back, picked him up, and walked out of the living room.
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京墨找县令就是为了钱。感谢在2022-01-0421:05:43~2022-01-0521:48:19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 of the irrigation nutrient solution: I will never change the mailbox next time 13 bottles; 3 bottles for para work; 1 bottle for eleven;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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