Transmigrated into a corrupt female county magistrate, defied fate and changed her life in a deserte

Manager Liu glanced at Old Man Liu and seeing that he had no objection, he told him where the watermelon came from.

"Is it a gift from Lord Song?" Liu Jingmo blinked, not expecting it to be her.

"Yes, Master! This watermelon was sent by Master Song. Master Song said that it was grown by them themselves."

Manager Liu was still savoring the watermelon he had just eaten. He had been following Old Man Liu since he was a child and had eaten all kinds of delicious fruits and melons.

He even had the honor of tasting the imperial tribute fruits once, but he felt that those fruits could not compare to this watermelon with green skin and red heart.

Liu Jingmo's eyes lit up, and there was a hint of contemplation in his eyes as he looked at Xigua.

After eating the watermelon, the grandparents felt that they were still not satisfied. Eating the chilled watermelon on such a hot day relieved their irritable mood.

Liu Jingmo left a message and went out again: "Grandpa has some things to do in the shop, I'll go check it out first, no need to leave any food for me!"

In the blink of an eye, Liu Jingmo disappeared from the sight of Mr. Liu and his servant.

Old Master Liu pointed at the door angrily and scolded, "You little brat, you only know how to fool around outside every day. How will you ever find a wife if you keep running out all the time? Humph!"

"Don't worry, old master. Our young master knows what's going on. He goes out to manage the shop, not to play around. In my opinion, the young master will go far in the future. With the young master and the eldest daughter supporting the Liu family, it will get better and better."

"Ah! I hope!"

……

On the other side, Lu Ruoyu finished her official business before returning to her home.

He brought the vegetables he bought on the way to the kitchen and prepared to cook a few dishes himself.

His eyes caught sight of the green-skinned watermelon soaked in water. He paused, put down what he was holding, and turned towards the watermelon.

Lu Ruoyu touched the watermelon rind and felt the coolness in his hand. Thinking of Song Jinshu's reminder, he picked up the watermelon and placed it on the chopping board.

The watermelon was cut in half with one cut: "Is it red inside?"

Lu Ruoyu was a little surprised. He cut the watermelon into a few small pieces, then picked up a piece and tasted it carefully.

The cool, delicious and sweet taste made Lu Ruoyu's eyes light up and her hands moved faster.

“It’s quite delicious!”

"What's delicious? Let me try it!"

Suddenly a voice came from above. Lu Ruoyu frowned and glared at Shen Fenghua who broke in.

"How did you come?"

Shen Fenghua picked up the watermelon and took a big bite without hesitation, praising it: "Oh! It's delicious! I didn't expect you have such good stuff here!"

Seeing that Shen Fenghua wanted to take more after finishing her meal, Lu Ruoyu raised her hand to protect the food: "This is for me! If you want to go home and eat it yourself!"

"No way! How can you be so stingy! How could my family have..." Shen Fenghua paused and asked uncertainly: "Did she give it to me?"

Lu Ruoyu nodded slightly as a response.

"Where did she get this? This is a tribute only for the royal family!"

Shen Fenghua frowned. Although the tribute was exclusively for the royal family, it could also be bought on the market at a high price.

Song Jinshu was just a small official bought with donations. Where did she get the money and channels to buy tribute?

"She grew this herself, it's not a tribute!" Lu Ruoyu explained calmly.

Shen Fenghua chuckled. "She? She grew it herself? Don't be ridiculous! This thing is called a cold melon. Do you know how many civil and military officials have hired experienced farmers to grow melons just to please the emperor, but they still couldn't grow any?"

Lu Ruoyu disagreed: "That's because they are useless!"

Shen Fenghua choked and was too lazy to argue with him: "Whatever you say is what it is! I came here to tell you something! The eldest princess brought up the old matter again and wanted Shun'an Mansion as her fiefdom. I don't know if the emperor will agree to her this time."

Thinking of the eldest princess's shameless behavior, Shen Fenghua showed a sarcastic smile.

"If the emperor really gives Shun'an Mansion to her, will you still be free in the future?"

Shen Fenghua glanced at Lu Ruoyu with a half-smile.

"It has nothing to do with you! Mind your own business. I advise you not to say anything you shouldn't say..."

"This is a naked threat!" Shen Fenghua stood up, took a few steps back, and scolded while covering his mouth.

Although Lu Ruoyu appears to be harmless, gentle and polite on the surface, he believes that Lu Ruoyu can definitely do what he threatens.

This person is just a bad person!

After Shen Fenghua left, Lu Ruoyu slowly cleaned up the kitchen garbage, then sat by the window and played chess alone.

Thinking of what the other party had just mentioned, he frowned, his eyes full of disgust.

Time flies and August 15th arrives.

Song Jinshu gave the county yamen runners a day off so that they could go home and spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with their families.

She also made mooncakes with her sisters at home, and the family chatted happily.

Aunt Qiu returned to the backyard carrying a gift box and said to Song Jinshu with a smile, "Miss, someone is outside the door again with a gift!"

"What's the gift? I can't accept anything too expensive!"

As the person with the highest status in Jingyang County, every New Year and festival, wealthy gentry, whether they knew her or not, would send her a gift.

What they meant was that they should neither flatter her as the county magistrate, nor offend her.

So in order to reassure them, Song Jinshu asked her family to accept all gifts that were within the prescribed range, except for those that were too expensive.

But she also prepared a return gift, which was just some simple pastries for good luck.

Aunt Qiu explained with a smile, "I saved it! There were a few valuable items, so I let them take them back. I also explained the reasons to them, but those wealthy ladies all looked worried!"

"Don't worry about them! Just follow the rules. When our mooncakes are ready, we can give them a return gift."

"Yes, Miss!" Aunt Qiu replied respectfully.

After putting down the gifts, she went to guard the gate again. The county government office was on holiday and there was no one guarding the gate, so she had to guard the door to prevent anyone from coming and being disappointed.

Song Jinshu tried to imitate Song Yunqing and her sisters in making mooncakes, but she was always clumsy and the mooncakes she made were all deformed.

Seeing this, Song Yunqing comforted her, "Eldest sister is smart. Just make a few more and it will be ready."

Song Jinshu was self-aware and knew that Song Yunqing was just comforting her.

Seeing how skillfully they made mooncakes, Song Jinshu must have been used to it. He lowered his head and thought, "These steps are too complicated. It would be better if they could be simpler."

Song Yunbing looked at Song Jinshu with a smile: "These mooncakes have been passed down from generation to generation. Everyone makes them this way. If you want to keep it simple, the mooncakes won't be so fancy."

"Actually, the most difficult part of making mooncakes is shaping the patterns. It requires a lot of thought, effort and time. The rest is not that complicated."

The girls in the kitchen were chattering about this topic, discussing who made the best-looking dish.

Song Jinshu looked at the mooncake patterns that had been shaped thoughtfully, and suddenly an idea flashed through his mind.

"I have a solution to this problem!"