I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

Jiang Yuan looked at the note and blinked.

Who did I offend? Who wants to kill me? I don't even have a dog, so where would I get the dog head for you?

After some serious thought, Jiang Yuan threw the paper ball away and smiled:

"Haha! Whose kid would be so idle as to play a prank? Who would I, such an honest and upright person, want to offend?"

After throwing the paper ball, Jiang Yuan immediately called Wang Gang.

Taiping County now has enough food and is not short of various basic survival tools.

Once Li Hu attracts population from other counties, Taiping County will soon enter a stage of rapid development.

But what bothered Jiang Yuan was that Taiping County didn't seem to have any specialties.

How can the only economic pillar be farming and selling grain? We must designate several economic pillars.

It’s not that Jiang Yuan couldn’t figure it out, but when he traveled through time and merged with the original owner’s memory, it was very messy and he couldn’t remember many things. If no one else reminded him, he would never be able to remember it in his life.

"Master, what's the matter?" Wang Gang walked over with a scallion in his hand.

Jiang Yuan was quite speechless. Wang Gang slept for four hours out of the twelve hours in a day. Apart from one hour for pooping and peeing, he spent the rest of the time eating. I really don't know how this guy's stomach works.

"Wang Gang, let me test you. What is it about our county that is famous and well-known, or is it something unique to us?" Jiang Yuan looked at Wang Gang in a pretentious manner.

Wang Gang thought for a moment and looked at Jiang Yuan seriously: "Poor!"

Jiang Yuan's mouth twitched fiercely: "I know this, but there are poor people everywhere, this is nothing."

"It's different." Wang Gang immediately retorted.

"Our Taiping County has been ranked last in the country for ten consecutive years and is known as the most impoverished county! It's incredible!"

As Wang Gang spoke, his chest unconsciously puffed out, as if this was something to be proud of.

Jiang Yuan was so angry that he laughed. Okay, okay, you have the right to be poor, right?

"Then we don't have any specialties? Local specialties."

Wang Gang pondered for a moment, then shook his head with an uncharacteristically honest expression, "Master, I can't remember."

"Okay, go play." Jiang Yuan waved his hand speechlessly.

Wang Gang said "oh" very honestly, walked to the threshold but turned around, took out a red fruit from the pocket hidden in his sleeve and handed it to Jiang Yuan.

"Master, please have some fruit."

Jiang Yuan took it, wiped it on his sleeve, took a bite, and became sober.

The moment you take a sip, you'll be greeted by a rich, fruity aroma and a very sweet taste, transporting you to the countryside.

"Fuck! What kind of fruit is this?" Jiang Yuan became excited.

Even an Earthling like me thinks this thing is delicious. These natives who are still in the feudal dynasty must be eating it crazy.

"I don't know, the headmaster picked it." Wang Gang grinned.

"Are there many on the mountain?" Jiang Yuan asked quickly.

Wang Gang nodded immediately: "There are a lot of them, deep in the mountains and everywhere."

Jiang Yuan took a big bite of the red fruit and said, "I'm rich! This overwhelming wealth is finally mine!"

It has such a good taste, just add a few marketing words.

It gets eight hours of sunshine a day, is pure and pollution-free, and grows naturally in the deep mountains where few people go.

We don't produce fruits, we are just fruit carriers.

Once these slogans are released, people will rush to buy them!

"Master, do you want to pick them and sell them?" Wang Gang was smart for once.

"What is the problem?"

Wang Gang scratched his head and whispered, "Master, you've thought about this before, but the fruit rots very quickly. Only the cores are left before we even get it to the provincial capital."

Just one sentence made Jiang Yuan's heart plummet to the bottom of the sea.

If it can’t be sold, it’s a disaster.

Suddenly, Jiang Yuan had an idea. If the fruit couldn't be sold, why not make it into wine?

"Wang Gang, go get a few dozen people to go into the mountains and pick fruit!"

Although he didn't understand what Jiang Yuan meant, Wang Gang still obediently started to act.

Jiang Yuan has already started calling Ma Zhi. This guy is full of evil intentions and will definitely come up with some wicked tricks.

"Sir, what do you want to talk to me about?" Ma Zhi looked at Jiang Yuan with a lewd expression, his mustache shaking.

"I plan to do some business in our Taiping County, picking fruit trees on the mountain and selling wine. Do you have any way to sell it?" Jiang Yuan looked at Ma Zhi indifferently.

Ma Zhi's eyes rolled, and he immediately said, "Sir, it would be great if we could start a business. Why don't we just find a well-established liquor store that's well-known throughout the state?"

Jiang Yuan frowned slightly. "You mean to send it to others to sell? But the profit won't be much that way."

Ma Zhi patted his chest and said excitedly, "Why entrust someone else to sell it? We can just find two agents and claim that they have diarrhea after drinking their wine. Then we can take advantage of the situation and bring out our wine. After taking a sip, they will feel refreshed!"

Jiang Yuan widened his eyes. Ma Zhi's move was simply shameless.

If this kind of person was born on Earth, he would definitely be an evil capitalist!

People like this are so bad!

"Okay! Let's do it!" Jiang Yuan made the decision directly.

……

Swish! (Advanced transition effect)

In the dark room, a young man with disheveled hair and a gloomy face was staring at a man with equally disheveled hair.

"Did that dog official really do that?"

"Master, I saw it with my own eyes. The dog official took one look and threw the paper ball away. There was no sign of nervousness or fear on his face."

"This is too much!" Prince Zhao punched the wall angrily, and the whole room seemed to shake.

"What about my token? Was it thrown away too? Did that dog official not take it seriously at all?" Prince Zhao asked gritting his teeth.

The man in black hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Your Highness, he didn't throw this away."

Prince Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Jiang Yuan had not yet reached the point of being too presumptuous.

The man in black glanced at Prince Zhao with a complicated expression and whispered, "But that official kept mumbling that this thing was quite solid and that he wanted to keep it and sell it as scrap metal..."

"what?!"

"Ahhh! This is too much!" Prince Zhao's eyes were red. What kind of thing was this? It would be better to throw it away.

Selling scrap metal, that damn official only thought of this!

This prince had the palace craftsmen design it specially. The token is made of meteorite iron.

If you just find a shop to sell it, you can get at least a thousand taels of silver. This person is really ignorant of the value of the goods!

If I sell it to knights who are looking for materials to make weapons, any price I ask for will not be excessive. But you actually sold me scrap metal!

and many more!

A trace of confusion flashed in Prince Zhao's eyes. Why should I care about this issue?

"Humph! Damn bastard!"

The angry Prince Zhao cursed Jiang Yuan immediately, then looked at the man in black.

"Prince, how should we deal with this traitorous bastard?" the man in black said in a cold voice.

Prince Zhao thought for a moment and said angrily, "Killing this idiot official would certainly be a relief, but for now, we still need support. So, Ding Yin, go and warn that idiot official and make him think clearly about who his master is!"

"I obey my orders!"

Ding Yin bowed and disappeared from the room.

The disheveled Crown Prince Zhao couldn't help but sneer: "Ning Fei, Ning Fei, you've chased me for thousands of miles, but you can't imagine where I am now even if you rack your brains!"