Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

Uncle Liu walked to the center of the drying dam with his hands and feet together. He looked at the silver ingot in Zhou Lizheng's hand and did not dare to reach out for a long time.

Is such a big silver ingot his?

This is the amount of money he could not save up in many years, and now it is just waiting for him to put in his pocket?

He became unconfident and asked Zhou Lizheng: "Zhou Lizheng, did you calculate correctly? Can I, Old Liu...get so much money?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lizheng gave him an evil smile.

"Hey! I think I miscalculated. Only these seven cents belong to your family. These five taels must be extra. Then I, Old Zhou, have no choice but to accept them."

After saying this, he pretended to put the largest silver ingot into his arms.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Uncle Liu's eyes were almost glued to the silver ingot, and he rushed forward to stop it when he heard the words.

"Zhou Lizheng! Zhou Lizheng! You are not wrong! How could you be wrong?"

As he said this he slapped his mouth lightly.

"Look at my mouth, what are you saying? Why are you questioning you? This five ounces and seven cents is mine!"

He held Zhou Lizheng's right hand, which was holding the silver, tightly with both hands, for fear that he would really put the five taels of silver into his arms.

Zhou Lizheng stopped teasing him when he saw this. He loosened his grip, and the silver ingots and broken silver coins shining with silver light fell directly into Uncle Liu's hands.

"Okay. Fourth Uncle Liu, this money is what you deserve. Don't you think that after the rice seeds are sold, there will be more. By then, these five taels and seven cents will be nothing to you!"

Zhou Lizheng repeated what Zhao Xiu had just said to him and applied it to Uncle Liu.

He finally understood why Zhao Xiu teased him like that.

Uncle Liu's hands trembled when he heard this.

Twenty percent of the rice seeds cost five taels and seven cents, and the remaining eighty percent...

God! It won't count! It's a lot of silver, more than he has ever seen in his life!

When Uncle Liu thought of this, he became so agitated that he couldn't even hold the five taels and seven cents in his hand steadily.

He exclaimed, "It's so heavy! Where's your purse? Hurry! Hurry! Put it all in your purse!"

The couple cooperated well and pocketed five taels and seven cents in no time.

This little episode brought the atmosphere of the drying dam to a climax, and it was very lively with laughter and joy.

Everyone was looking forward to it, hoping that the next one to be called would be their own family.

A few taels of silver, just thinking about it...

Ouch--

......

The next morning, Liang Fu sat in the backyard with dark circles under his eyes, pouring cup after cup of bitter tea down his throat.

Next to him, Shen Xingjian sat upright, holding a pen, concentrating on writing and drawing something on the drawing in front of him.

Liang Fu rubbed his dizzy head and asked Shen Xingjian admiringly:

"Master Shen, you haven't slept all night, aren't you sleepy?"

Shen Xingjian shook his head slightly and replied in a low voice:

"I'm not sleepy, it's just that I didn't sleep for a night, it's nothing."

At work, Shen Xingjian completely lost his previous personality and became more talkative.

He added: "You don't know, Shen was just selected by Minister Ji to work in the Ministry of Revenue a few years ago. At the end of the year, when the liquidation was done, he had to do all kinds of work. It was common for him to not sleep for three days and two nights."

Liang Fu looked at Shen Xingjian's thick black head, then touched his own hair which was becoming increasingly thinning, and he admired him sincerely in his heart.

He sighed: "It's good to be young. You can withstand any kind of stress and your hair won't fall out."

Shen Xingjian raised his head when he heard that, and his eyes fell on Liang Fu's head for a moment.

He pursed his lips and said sincerely: "You should take a rest."

Liang Fu touched his head:?

He asked, "If I go to rest, can you do it alone later?"

Shen Xingjian chuckled and said, "Of course, don't worry. I learned a lot before I joined the Ministry of Household Affairs, and I know a little bit about the work in various places."

He looked at the blueprint in his hand and said, "We have already discussed the key points last night. The rest is not complicated. You can go with peace of mind."

Go with peace of mind?!

Liang Fu's eyes widened when he heard this. Is this what he said to a living person?

Shen Xingjian didn't realize that he had said something wrong and continued writing and painting.

Liang Fu gave him a look and stood up.

He comforted himself as he walked: he was too old to argue with a kid like Shen Xingjian, and Shen Xingjian looked like a stupid person, and arguing with him would only make himself angry.

Liang Fu had just left when Shen Zheng arrived, and Shen Xingjian had just stopped writing.

He handed the drawing in his hand to Shen Zheng.

"Master Shen, please take a look at the renovation drawings of the Guanding Inn. Is there anything that needs to be modified?"

"what did you say?"

Shen Zheng raised her voice slightly and looked at the drawing in Shen Xingjian's hand in surprise.

Shen Xingjian was not in a hurry, and just repeated: "The renovation drawings of the official inn are similar to the renovation drawings of our county government, but it is an integrated version. The drawings and renovation budget are all on it."

Shen Zheng took the drawing blankly and took a quick look at it.

No matter how big Man Niang's teahouse is, it can't be bigger than the county government office. Moreover, some facilities of the inn are actually similar to those of the teahouse. Except for the guest rooms and the kitchen, which need major changes, other places can be slightly modified.

Therefore, the renovation drawings can’t be too complicated.

But Shen Zheng was still surprised and asked: "Sir Shen, yesterday I only mentioned that I wanted to transform the teahouse into an inn, and you..."

He rushed out the blueprints overnight, and even worked out the materials and budget...

And she didn't even need to take the initiative to speak, Shen Xingjian just listened to it yesterday afternoon...

His amazing execution ability really made Shen Zheng admire him.

If the Minister of Revenue had a subordinate like him, he would probably wake up laughing even in his sleep, right?

But she still had a question.

She pointed to the area and structure on the drawing and asked, "Sir Shen, how did you come up with the area and overall structure of the teahouse on this drawing?"

Could it be that he had an excellent memory and could remember all the structures of the Manniang Teahouse whenever he passed by there?

When Shen Xingjian heard this, a hint of unnaturalness flashed across his face.

He stammered, "Last night, I took Lord Liang to a teahouse and took a quick look."

"You brought Lord Liang over the wall?!"

Shen Zheng's voice was slightly higher.

Oh my god, Man Niang, a girl, was brought over the wall by a socially anxious old man in the middle of the night? !

Even if they are doing this for public purposes, it will not be good for both parties if this gets out!

"no!"

Shen Xingjian immediately retorted, his voice louder than Shen Zheng's.

"I, I did not bring Sir Liang to climb over the teahouse wall! It was yesterday at midnight, and the teahouse was still open, so I went in with Sir Liang and took a look around!"

After he finished speaking, he let out a long sigh. Shen Zheng saw four words on his face:

Aftermath.

She nodded and said, "I see."

She asked again: "You and Lord Liang went there last night, and the blueprints were made this morning. Did you and Lord Liang not sleep all night?"

"Exactly."

Shen Xingjian looked calm and did not seek credit for anything.

Shen Zheng gave him a thumbs up.

powerful!

Shen Xingjian's face immediately turned red with embarrassment.