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

Fang Wenxiu was in a good mood and hurried home, completely forgetting about his younger brother Fang Ziyan and not even saying hello to him.

Shen Zheng and Shen Xingjian went over the "franchise" agreement in detail again.

Shen Xingjian picked up his pen to write, and Shen Zheng occasionally gave suggestions.

"Sir Shen, do you think this clause can be modified? This clause..."

Shen Zheng paused, feeling a little embarrassed.

"This is too much of an unfair clause. It's really unfair to the other party."

Shen Xingjian tilted his head in surprise and said, "This rule is a little unfair, but it is a great guarantee for merchants in Tongan County. Lord Shen, don't you hope for the best for the county?"

"What are you talking about?"

Shen Zheng quickly argued: "Sir Shen, I am the father and mother of the people of Tongan County. If something happens, I will definitely rush to the front. No one wants the people of the county to live a good life more than me."

She spoke sincerely, and Shen Xingjian realized that he had spoken out of turn.

"I said the wrong thing, Lord Shen, please don't blame me, but why... didn't you let me add this?"

Shen Zheng thought for a moment, pointed at the clause and said:

"It is up to the merchants of Tongan to decide what kind of goods the Fang family supplies to our merchants. In fact, for the Fang family, this is a concession. Because merchants open their doors to do business, they naturally want to sell items with high profits."

Shen Xingjian agreed with this point and said:

"Nowadays, the shops in our county are basically doing business for the people of our county, so they must benefit the people. This is also a necessary prerequisite for our cooperation with Quanyang County."

Shen Zheng nodded, "But sir, since the items in the shop are selected by the merchants themselves, if they cannot be sold and are left in their hands, there is no reason to 'guarantee recycling' them."

“It’s recycled.”

Shen Xingjian considered the word carefully.

Shen Zheng continued:

"In this way, the Fang family is providing a bottom line for all the merchants in our county, greatly reducing their trial and error costs. They don't need to investigate the market, they can buy whatever they want from the Fang family, and if they can't sell it, they will return it to the Fang family."

"At first glance, this clause does seem to be beneficial to our merchants, but as you said before, shops are open for business, how can they not progress together with the market? If someone backs them up, it will reduce people's sense of crisis, which is not good. You have to know that opportunities coexist with risks."

Shen Xingjian was convinced by her.

He was thinking about the people, while Shen Zheng was thinking about the overall situation.

She was right. If we want merchants and Tongan County to progress together, we cannot praise them too much.

The money you earn without doing anything will naturally be paid back without doing anything.

As Shen Xingjian watched Shen Zheng talking, he felt that the more he interacted with her, the more he would discover her differences.

Today alone, he learned several new words.

"Joining", "recycling guarantee", and "trial and error costs".

"Then, I'll listen to Master Shen."

Shen Xingjian picked up his pen and crossed out that clause.

Shen Zheng raised her elbow and pressed down on his sleeve.

Shen Xingjian turned around in confusion.

Shen Zheng smiled and said, "Although that is what I said, the merchants in our county still need to have the protection they deserve. Let's change this and write it like this..."

......

Quanyang County.

Fang Wenxiu stepped off the carriage with his robe lifted, and gave instructions as he walked:

"Notify the Chamber of Commerce's managers to come back in an hour to discuss matters."

The treaty on Lord Shen's side has not been drafted yet, but he can't sit still for a moment.

The cooperation between his Fang family and Tongan County is now a foregone conclusion. He must show his sincerity and clear the snow in front of his door before Lord Shen takes action.

“Da Da, Da Da—”

A carriage stopped beside Fang Wenxiu. The person in the carriage half-lifted the curtain and asked in a low voice:

"What's the hurry?"

"master!"

The doorman heard his voice and hurried over.

Fang Wenxiu then realized that he was so excited that he didn't even see his father's carriage.

"Father, you are back."

"Ah."

Fang Hengyuan stepped down from the carriage and Fang Wenxiu stepped forward to support him.

"No need, your father is in good health."

He reached out and patted Fang Wenxiu on the shoulder, then walked towards Fang's house with Fang Wenxiu.

"How is life at home lately? Are the merchants in the county still obedient?"

Fang Wenxiu smiled, "Father, everything is fine. Are you okay? Is the trip going well? Is that road clear?"

Fang Hengyuan laughed and scolded when he heard this: "Boy, you are not caring about your father's health, but you are really concerned about the business, right?"

Fang Wenxiu also smiled and said, "You just said that you are in good health. Your son's excessive concern for you makes you noisy."

"You..."

Fang Hengyuan stopped and looked at Fang Wenxiu intently.

His first wife passed away after giving birth to their youngest son. So rather than being the eldest son, Fang Wenxiu was more like Fang Ziyan's second father.

The eldest brother is like a father.

But as a father, he always felt that he had treated Fang Wenxiu unfairly.

Because he is Fang Hengyuan's son, his fate has been linked with the Fang family's business since he showed considerable business talent since he was a child.

He cannot do whatever he wants like Fang Ziyan, and everyone has high expectations of him.

He really worked hard.

But Fang Hengyuan sometimes wondered whether Fang Wenxiu worked so hard for him, Fang Hengyuan, or for Fang Ziyan, or for the Fang family.

He really hoped that he was doing it for himself.

Because the Fang family will be his sooner or later, he hopes that he can happily become the next head of the Fang family.

"Father?"

Fang Wenxiu was a little confused.

His father would occasionally look at him like this, as if feeling guilty, as if he had high hopes for him, but also somewhat contradictory.

"It's okay, let's go in and talk."

After the two of them sat down, Fang Wenxiu seemed to want to say something but stopped himself several times.

Fang Hengyuan laughed.

He rarely saw his eldest son like this, and his face was full of "quickly ask me".

Fang Hengyuan coughed lightly and wanted to tease him.

He poured himself another cup of tea and brushed off the non-existent dust on his clothes.

"There are many convoys heading our way. When there are more people, there will be more trouble. I heard that there are even bandits in some remote areas."

"bandit?!"

Fang Wenxiu was attracted by his words. He quickly stood up and scooped Fang Hengyuan up.

"Father, are you okay? If we encounter bandits, we can just spend our money to avoid disaster. It doesn't matter if we give them all our belongings. We can always earn money back, but life... we only have one."

Fang Hengyuan felt warm in his heart and pulled Fang Wenxiu to sit down.

"I just heard it. Don't you know how much I value my life?"

Fang Wenxiu lowered his head when he heard this.

Yes, my father cherishes his life.

Because my mother died young.

He wanted to live her share as well.