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

After thinking about it, Song Jinshu called Lu Ruoyu and asked him to wait a moment, and then went back to give him the mooncakes he made.

Thinking of the unremarkable mooncakes in the food box, she smiled awkwardly: "This is my first time making mooncakes, so they may not look very good. I hope you don't mind! And... Lu Ruoyu wishes you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Before the other party could react, Song Jinshu ran back quickly and closed the door.

Lu Ruoyu: ...

He opened the food box in his hand, and when he saw the strange-shaped mooncakes inside, he could no longer suppress the smile on his face.

He chuckled and said, "How is she ugly? She's obviously quite cute."

Then he left with the mooncake in his arms, feeling satisfied.

……

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, those who were building roads started building roads, and those who were opening shops started opening shops.

Everything returned to its original state.

That day, Song Jinshu was going to check on the fields, and as soon as he went out, he met Liu Jingmo.

"Mr. Liu, do you have something to ask me?"

The county government is a place where most people don't go unless they have something to do.

Liu Jingmo's eyes flashed, and he felt a little embarrassed. He was not here to find Song Jinshu.

but……

"Uh...right! Sir Song, is he going out for something?"

"It's nothing important. What brings you to me? Go inside and tell me first!"

Song Jinshu felt that he was weird, but couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he simply invited him to the front hall to talk.

In the front hall.

Liu Jingmo became absent-minded the moment he came in, looking outside the door from time to time with a somewhat anxious look on his face.

Song Jinshu frowned. What on earth did he want to do?

He came in without saying a word!

"Young Master Liu, is there anything I can help you with? Given the friendship between our families, please feel free to ask. If I can help, I will do my best."

Liu Jingmo paused when he heard this, and then turned his attention back to Song Jinshu.

He smiled awkwardly. "I... I don't have anything important to do. I came here to... buy some winter melon seeds from you, sir."

"A few days ago, I ate some winter melon at Grandpa's house. It was refreshing and delicious. Grandpa also likes winter melon very much. I'm thinking of growing some on my farm."

After he left home that day, he went straight to the county government office, but unfortunately Song Jinshu was not at home.

Just then, a letter came from the provincial capital asking him to go back, so Liu Jingmo had to postpone the matter for a few days.

Although he didn't come here today for this...

But looking at the person opposite him, he suddenly felt a little hesitant to speak clearly. After all, because of what happened last time they met, Song Jinshu had a prejudice against him.

Cold melon? Song Jinshu immediately realized he was talking about watermelon.

She immediately refused: "I got this by chance, and there are not many seeds left. I need to keep it for myself. Sorry, I can't give it to you!"

Liu Jingmo felt a little regretful, but he could also understand it. After all, the winter melon was a precious thing. Even if he had it, he would not refuse others if they asked him for it.

"But... if you really want to, you can try sowing seeds from the watermelon. You might get some unexpected rewards."

She remembered that in modern times, when she was eating watermelon in her rural hometown, she threw the watermelon seeds on the ground and did not take care of them, but watermelons actually grew from them.

Although the chances of growing watermelons from this type of watermelon seed are small...

Now the watermelon seeds in her hands are all of high quality, and she will definitely not give them to others.

She had always had a good relationship with the Liu family, so she offered her own small suggestion.

"Watermelon seeds?" Liu Jingmo asked puzzledly, "What are these watermelon seeds?"

He had seen many seeds, but had never heard of watermelon seeds.

"Uh..." Song Jinshu stumbled over his words and blurted out the name of the modern watermelon.

"They are the small black seeds inside the winter melon. However, the chances of growing a winter melon from this seed are very small."

Liu Jingmo recalled the watermelon he had eaten before. He remembered that there was indeed a small black particle, but they had eaten it all.

It turns out that this little black grain can be used to grow winter melon again!

Wouldn’t that mean they lost 100 million?

Liu Jingmo felt filled with remorse when he thought of the countless times they had eaten the little black grains, but he remained calm in front of Song Jinshu.

"Thank you, Lord Song, for letting me know. It's just... ahem... those watermelon seeds were thrown away by Manager Liu. It's been a while, so I'm afraid they won't be found."

"I have a humble request. If you have any extra winter melons, I'd like to buy a few for my elders and siblings at home to enjoy..."

Since there are no watermelon seeds left, why not just buy some winter melons?

He heard from Manager Liu that these winter melons were all grown by Song Jinshu himself.

I think the soil in Jingyang County is suitable for growing winter melon.

After he returned to Shun'an Prefecture, he was not idle either. He had asked his servants to pay attention to the buying and selling of winter melon seeds in the market.

Once he sees someone selling it, his people will buy it immediately.

Song Jinshu nodded. Liu Jingmo's request was not excessive. She also intended to grow a large number of watermelons in Jingyang County.

There were few varieties of fruits during the Jinghe Dynasty, so the prices of fruits were very expensive.

If every household planted one acre of watermelon, they could earn hundreds of taels a year.

By then, her Jingyang County will become a rich county.

"The season for planting winter melons has passed this year. I will plant more next year, and I may need to talk to Master Liu about cooperation then."

The Liu family has its own sales channels, and Song Jinshu knows the Liu family inside and out.

The Mr. Liu and Liu Jingmo she has met so far are both good. When the winter melons are grown in the future, she will also need someone to help sell them.

And the Liu family will be her best business partners!

As a member of a business family, Liu Jingmo is very sensitive to business.

With just one sentence, he understood what Song Jinshu meant.

"Thank you for your high regard, sir. I will definitely not let you down!"

The two looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

Song Jinshu watched Liu Jingmo leave and felt much better.

She was humming a song and was about to go out to look at the land. As she turned the corner, she heard the voices of a man and a woman talking.

Song Jinshu's body stiffened, and he walked lightly and hid behind the door.

"Mr. Liu, thank you for bringing me these boxes of rouge. This is the money for the rouge. Take it..."

Song Yunbing held an exquisite box in one hand and spread out the other hand with silver on it.

She lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, and spoke like a cat.

Looking at the shy girl opposite him, Liu Jingmo raised the corners of his mouth, but he did not accept the money for the rouge.

"Miss Song, there's no need to be so polite. This rouge is not expensive. Just take it."

Song Yunbing hesitated a bit. She pursed her lips and said, "This... this isn't good. You refused to accept money for those things before. This time, I took the initiative to ask you to bring them. Just accept them!"

"And these rouges don't belong to me alone, you..."

"Bing'er! There's no need to be so distant between you and me. You know what I mean... I..."

Liu Jingmo was anxious and wanted to say something, but when he saw Song Yunbing's helpless look, he couldn't bear it.

"Forget it! I won't take this money from you!"