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

All four frogs in the four basins were eaten up in less than half an hour. The last perilla bullfrog almost started a war. In the end, Shen Zheng stepped forward and picked up the frog and put it into his own bowl.

"Stop arguing, I'll eat this one."

If it's hard to divide a frog, then forget about it. It's because they looked so sad at the beginning, as if they came to the Shen Mansion to test poison.

"Gulu——"

Fang Ziyan looked at her eagerly while swallowing her saliva in the bowl, and asked what everyone was thinking: "Sister Shen, is there anything left in the kitchen?"

Each of them ate several frogs. They were full, right? Well, they were a little full, but they were still greedy.

The taste... is simply amazing!

Shen Zheng slowly bit off the meat from the frog's leg, chewing it as she said, "There's no more. The ones I caught before and today have all gone into your stomachs."

"what......"

Fang Ziyan secretly glanced towards the side hall.

The people at the table with Grandma Gu might not have finished their food yet. Could he ask for one?

One, just one, he felt he would be full if he ate one more!

"That's not right..." Cui Jinyin seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes fell on the large vat outside the hall.

She couldn't snatch them away, so she only ate three frogs in total. At this moment, she was extremely greedy and said whatever came to her mind: "There are still four in the tank..."

She completely forgot how she had "disrupted the morale of the troops" before.

Seeing everyone's eyes glowing green, they wanted to catch the four frogs in the tank and deal with them directly. Shen Zheng quickly refused: "Those four won't work. They still need to hatch eggs and raise baby frogs."

She turned her gaze to the table, "Isn't there roasted chicken? Roasted chicken is delicious too. I bought it specially for you. Why don't you eat it? And the roasted pork skin and shrimp soup that Shen Xingjian brought are also delicious. Don't waste it, eat it quickly."

Everyone reluctantly reached out for their chopsticks and didn't fight over the food this time.

The roasted chicken and roasted pork skin taste like chewing wax.

Fang Ziyan looked at the remaining sauce and condiments in the basin, and suddenly an idea came to him, "I'll go get a bowl of rice!"

Yu Jiusi reacted immediately, "Bring me a bowl too!"

Sauces and condiments are the best with rice.

"I want me too!"

"Zi Yan—just bring the rice bowl over here!"

......

After a bustling day, the capital city fell into silence. The moon was high in the sky and there were few pedestrians on the streets. However, the East and West Workshops of the Ministry of Works were brightly lit.

In the glass workshop, the kiln fire had not yet been extinguished, making the entire workshop dry and hot. The craftsmen were polishing the glass pieces while talking in low voices.

"What did the master bring back just now?"

"It seems to be food. Master was mad at us today and didn't eat much at night. He must be hungry now."

"Why do I feel like the master is happy? He was even smiling during dinner."

"Happy? The glasses we made are like toys. Once you put them on, you feel dizzy and dizzy. How can the master be happy..."

"Too......"

As they were talking, an overbearing fragrance came from nowhere and rushed straight into their nostrils.

"What is the taste?"

"It smells so good... Is this the meal that Chef ordered? It smells a bit like hot pot with sour soup."

Hot pot is a triangular copper pot with charcoal fire underneath. Meat and vegetables can be cooked in the pot. It is popular in winter. One bite will warm you from head to toe.

"But it's so late, which restaurant is still open? Besides, why would the chef want to eat hot pot in the middle of summer?"

"Stop talking, the master is here."

The craftsmen stopped talking. As Liang Fu got closer, the overbearing fragrance became stronger and stronger.

He walked around the group, the bowl in his hand still steaming. Everyone was aroused by his appetite, but he seemed not to notice. He nodded and commented, "Not bad, great progress tonight. Let's call it a day after polishing this batch. If you're hungry, have a snack."

Only he himself knows whether he said the second half of the sentence intentionally.

When the craftsmen heard the word "night snack", they couldn't help but ask: "Master, who's this hot pot from?"

After work, they will also buy some to satisfy their cravings.

"Hot pot?" Liang Fu chuckled and raised the bowl in his hand, his eyes showing off in a way that the craftsman couldn't understand. "This is not a hot pot. As for who made it... well, it's specially made by the Shen family."

"The Shen family?"

The craftsmen looked at each other, racking their brains but unable to remember where this "Shen's Restaurant" was.

"Master, is the Shen family's restaurant a new one in Beijing? Which street is it on?"

"If I have to say which street..." Liang Fu picked up a piece of marinated meat, chewed it twice, and swallowed it. "Yintai Street."

"Yintai Street?"

All the residents of Yintai Street are dignitaries. Which restaurant has the face and courage to rent a shop there?

"Shen? That's not right..." Suddenly, a craftsman remembered something, "Isn't Lord Shen's residence on Yintai Street?"

Moreover, their master is a close friend of Lord Shen regardless of age difference.

So the master has been teasing them?

That delicious food with a fragrant aroma actually comes from the Shen Mansion?

Liang Fu was satisfied that his goal had been achieved.

"It's the food sent by the Shen Mansion. It's a special delicacy made there. Sigh, Shen Zheng is really something. She sent enough for six or seven people at once. How can an old man like me finish it all? Never mind. When we're done, I'll inspect each one and select the five who have made the most progress to enjoy the food together."

The craftsmen were shocked.

Is there such a good thing in this world?

It smells so good, how about a taste?

What’s more, the delicacy comes from the Shen Mansion. After eating it, we will have something to talk about for the next year!

......

The summer rain comes suddenly, quickly and goes away quickly.

But no matter how heavy or fast the rain was, it could not dispel the summer dryness. When we woke up the next day, the sun was still shining brightly in the sky, and people didn't even have the courage to look at the sun.

The days passed by in a hurry.

On the second day after the bullfrog banquet, Shen Zheng asked the driver to pick up Ah Wu and handed her the copied file.

Ah Wu was almost illiterate, so she asked Shen Zheng to read to her.

The truth of that year came to light. As a commoner, she hated Qiu Yingmu, but as a "granddaughter", she could not face her true feelings.

She thanked Shen Zheng for what she had done for her and promised to bring her family to live in the shelter, where they would work and learn skills. During the construction period, she and her family could sleep in the bunk bed in the small hotel.

The gold hairpin that Cui Jinyin had given her before came in handy.

As she was leaving, she was ready to fulfill her promise and tell Shen Zheng about the person she met at Tongjin Ferry that day.

But Shen Zheng didn't give her a chance to speak.

"Just keep what happened that night to yourself. No matter who asks, you have never been to Tongjin Ferry," said Shen Zheng.

"Don't you want to know, sir?" she asked.

That was the assassin.

"The Ministry of Justice already has the answer. Your clues are no longer important." Shen Zheng looked into her eyes and spoke seriously. "Wait until the Ministry of Justice apprehends the murderer, then you can check your answers. If they are not in the same group as the person you saw, it will not be too late to tell me later."

Ah Wu knew that he was protected by her again.