The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Seeing Gu Yundong, Mao Yong hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Madam, can you see these? If there is no problem, I will let someone unload the goods and move the bricks and tiles in there first."

Gu Yundong went down the steps in three or two steps, walked back and forth between the two scooters, and reached out to pick up the bricks above. He reached out and touched it, then slammed it along the edge of the wooden cart, breaking the brick in his hand into two pieces.

Although Jingping County is poor, it may also be a soil quality problem. The quality of the bricks burned is very good, and it will not break into many pieces when knocked.

"This brick is fine, I'll use this for later repairs. For wood, I need both softwood and hardwood. The texture of your car's hardwood is too loose. I want fine-grained wood. You can help me find out if there is any." Gu Yundongsong Let Mao Yong move the bricks in first.

When he turned back, he saw Mao Yong, Master Hong and others staring at him in a daze.

Gu Yundong was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Madam, you, do you still understand this?"

Of course Gu Yundong didn't understand, and she wasn't a professional. But she also watched the decoration of her own house and several shops. The eldest uncle is a carpenter, and some things have been listened to, at least they can distinguish whether they are good or bad.

But she couldn't say it, so she said very inscrutable, "I know a little bit. When we built the house in our hometown, I personally supervised it. From the selection of materials to the completion, I never missed a day."

But when these words came out, everyone was even more astonished.

The wife of your dignified county magistrate, who built a house in her hometown, actually runs to that dusty place every day?

No wonder Master Shao gave Mrs. Shao all the power to repair the county government office.

However, as a result, Mao Yong and others knew it. Although he didn't want to fool Gu Yundong at first, he was more cautious now.

He put the car of wood aside first, and asked someone to go to the backyard to find someone to unload it.

Gu Yundong looked left and right, but didn't see the arresters. He immediately turned around and asked the clerk Hong, "Where's the yamen of this county government? Let them help move the goods."

A look of embarrassment flashed across Mr. Hong's face, and he faltered, "Yin Zhaotou and the others went to patrol the streets." Actually, no, they went to drink.

They waited here for more than an hour without seeing the county magistrate come out to find them, and left without doing anything.

"Patrol?" The new county magistrate just arrived. They didn't say that they were waiting for dispatch, but they went to patrol without even saying a word?

Gu Yundong smiled, "Oh? I didn't expect the speed catchers in Jingping County to be very dedicated."

Master Hong could only laugh dryly, not knowing what to say.

Mao Yong and the others knew that Yin Zhaotou and the others went to drink, but these were not within his control. He was just a small commoner, and it was enough to do his own thing well.

He quickly called other day laborers to help move the bricks in, and then said to Gu Yundong, "Madam, the little one will pull the wood back first and replace it with fine-grained wood."

"Well, you go."

Gu Yundong nodded, and Mao Yong left with two more people.

The yamen was re-organized and repaired, and the news naturally spread quickly. Not surprisingly, it also reached the ears of Xu Ji, who was still in Jingping County.

Xu Ji was not at ease at first, but when he heard the news that the old servant had gone out and brought it back, he was even more worried.

"Isn't this a nonsense? Xiuxian Yaxian, who has been making a lot of fanfare since he came here?"