In ancient times, she gave birth to seven daughters and was divorced by her husband's family.

When the Qingzhou governor heard this, he was very happy. He smiled and said to Bai Lu, "But isn't this a bit bad?"

Bai Lu just found it a little funny.

He is so cute. He obviously wants me to pack some military supplies, but now he pretends to be embarrassed.

Bai Lu smiled and said to him, "If you don't want to, then I won't provide military supplies."

"Hey, hey, I'm willing to do it."

The Qingzhou governor nodded quickly, rubbed his hands and said to Bai Lu with a smile, "Then it's better to obey than to be respectful. Let's make it a deal."

Bai Lu nodded.

The Qingzhou governor asked her again: "There is also the expenditure of the Qingzhou government... Our Qingzhou is not near the sea, but it often rains heavily. If there is a flood, there will be a natural disaster, but the money allocated by the government is not enough for local reconstruction. What should we do?"

When Bai Lu heard this, she realized that the Qingzhou governor did not want her to come over to help him look at the account books, but wanted to ask her for some advice.

As a wealthy businessman, he may not have that much money to help the government rebuild or something, but he is more or less a businessman, and he certainly knows how to come up with clever ideas for many things.

Bai Lu smiled and said to the Qingzhou governor: "Then just post a notice and offer a reward to the entire Qingzhou. If there are wealthy businessmen willing to rush to Qingzhou to help, strengthen the city, repair the porridge shop, and do disaster relief work, then they will be great benefactors to the people of Qingzhou."

"When the time comes, we will build a shrine for him and record it in the local county annals."

"Isn't this... a little too heavy?"

"Things like ancestral temples... can only be built by people who benefit the people of a certain area."

The governor of Qingzhou was surprised.

Bai Lu smiled and nodded: "That's why there can only be one ancestral temple, and only the richest merchant who donated the most money can build it."

"In the county annals, if someone donates a lot, we can add a few more entries and say something good about him, so that his name will be recorded in history. If someone donates less, then nothing will be added."

"These wealthy merchants have money but nowhere to spend it. Among the four classes of scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, merchants are the least respected. When they meet an official, they have to bow and nod to him. There are also strict rules about clothing. Many silks and satins are not allowed to be worn. If there is a chance to add to their reputation, who would not want it?"

Hearing this, the Qingzhou prefect nodded and couldn't help but speak.

"I think what you said makes sense."

"For example, the local county annals and the ancestral temples...are all dead things. Only silver is alive, and only the lives of the people are alive."

Bai Lu nodded: "We have to take advantage of this and let the rich businessman give us money."

She also pointed out several loopholes to the Qingzhou governor.

The governor of Qingzhou was very happy and said to Bai Lu, "Thank you very much, Lady Bai."

He said with some embarrassment, "I've made you work so hard for so long... Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

Before they knew it, they were talking until the evening.

Bai Lu was stunned, and then she heard him say quickly: "Um... Lady Bai, how about I cook you a bowl of noodles?"

Cook a bowl of noodles?

I didn't expect that the Qingzhou prefect had such skills.

Bai Lu looked up at the Qingzhou governor in a strange way, and heard him talking to himself: "You know, when our Nanxing was a child...his favorite food was the noodles I cooked for him!"

"It's just that, later on, the child wasn't very close to me, so that's all."

"It's all my fault!"

He shook his head and sighed, his eyes showing a lot of sadness. "However, my cooking skills... must have not deteriorated over the years. I'll go to the kitchen and cook you a bowl of noodles. I'm hungry, too."

He said cheerfully, "How about the two of us each having a bowl of noodles?"

Bai Lu thought about it, then nodded and agreed: "Okay, then let me taste your cooking skills, Lord Zhizhou."

If his cooking skills are not good, he can just help make the soup and cook a bowl of noodles.

I am indeed very hungry.

So, Bai Lu and the governor of Qingzhou avoided all the servants and went to the small kitchen alone.

A capable middle-aged man, about forty years old, with black hair mixed with white hair, and a peerless fairy standing next to him.

The Qingzhou governor kneaded the dough, while Bailu was responsible for boiling water.

The dough has been kneaded and the water has been boiled.

The governor of Qingzhou did not expect Bai Lu to boil water so quickly. He said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Haha, well...how about you let the water boil for a while longer?"

"I still need... um, two incense sticks of time here."

Bai Lu glanced helplessly at the Qingzhou prefect, seeing that he was indeed putting in some effort and his technique was rather unfamiliar, so she simply threw some fresh shrimps in to season it, and then lit a wok at the side and fried a large pot of shredded chicken, adding soy sauce to enhance the flavor, but the shredded chicken was fried until it was dry.

Crispy and fragrant, sprinkle some sugar, salt and chili powder!

Too bad there is no cumin powder here.

When he looked up, the Qingzhou prefect had already cut the noodles.

Put the noodles in and start preparing the seasonings. Finally, pour a big pot of shredded chicken on top. A big pot of shredded chicken and shrimp noodles is ready.

The Qingzhou governor laughed and said, "Hey, this tastes almost the same as what I made."

"White Lady, have you really never eaten the noodles I made for you before?"

"Of course not."

The Qingzhou prefect thought about it and concluded that he had probably never eaten it either.

But it’s really strange that the noodles made by Bailu taste almost the same as those I make myself.

The Qingzhou prefect clicked his tongue several times.

Bai Lu couldn't help laughing beside her.

The prefect of Qingzhou didn't cook much, so he didn't know about dishes like shredded chicken and shrimp noodles. The main thing about them is that they are fresh, and everything else is similar.

As long as you make it fresh enough, the taste will be almost the same.

They were both hungry. The light in the small kitchen was dim, so they hastily lit two cheap white candles, sat down at the table and started eating in the dim light.

It seems more like... a harmonious relationship between father and daughter.

"delicious!!"

The prefect of Qingzhou did not forget to add shrimp and shredded chicken to the white dew while eating.

Neither of them was a meticulous person, and they didn't use serving chopsticks.

"Come to think of it, no other woman has ever eaten the noodles I made."

The governor of Qingzhou looked very proud.

Bai Lu twitched the corner of her mouth: "...Please stop talking, the more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes, as if the two of us are not serious."

When the Qingzhou prefect heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter, with a hint of kindness in his eyes.

"How could that be? I treat you as my own daughter."

"I don't have a daughter, so I like you all the more."