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

While waiting, Mr. Liu secretly observed the three people opposite him.

The combined ages of the three of them might not be as old as him, but they do things in a very old-fashioned way.

Thinking about their own grandchildren who are of the same age as them, they are unable to handle things on their own when encountering problems.

Old Master Liu looked at Song Jinshu and the other two, and he became more and more satisfied. If it were not against the rules, he would have wanted to adopt these three as his grandchildren on the spot.

Of course he doesn't have to acknowledge her, because he has grandchildren of marriageable age at home.

Sun Tzu's words...may not be worthy of Song Jinshu.

But he loved his granddaughter deeply and had outstanding abilities, so he thought she was worthy of Lu Ruoyu and Shen Fenghua.

He only has one granddaughter, and if he has to choose between the two, Grandpa Liu prefers Lu Ruoyu.

After all, Shen Fenghua is obviously not a man who lives a stable life, and no one knows how much debt he owes in love affairs.

Although County Magistrate Lu is a bit older, he looks steady and reliable.

Lu Ruoyu and Shen Fenghua had no idea that Mr. Liu had taken a fancy to them, and they were keeping it a secret.

Song Jinshu couldn't understand why these two people didn't get along. Didn't Shen Fenghua get in through Lu Ruoyu's relationship?

Before she could think about it, Manager Liu had already come over with the pen, ink, paper, inkstone and seal.

And the things were neatly placed on the table next to it.

Mr. Liu put aside his thoughts and invited Song Jinshu with a smile, saying, "Master Song, please..."

Song Jinshu twitched the corners of her mouth awkwardly. Did this mean that she was to write the contract?

When it came to writing, she felt only embarrassment.

Although the original body's handwriting could not be described as very elegant, compared to her own dog-crawling calligraphy, the difference was like the difference between clouds and mud.

Wouldn't she be exposed if she wrote in front of so many people?

No! She can't write!

Song Jinshu made a secret decision in his heart, and then turned his gaze to Lu Ruoyu and Shen Fenghua.

Finally, her eyes stopped on Lu Ruoyu. Lu Ruoyu's reliable image was deeply rooted in people's hearts, so Song Jinshu felt relieved to let him write it.

"You've always been in charge of the contract with County Magistrate Lu. Please write it!"

Lu Ruoyu was not surprised and walked forward and picked up the pen.

Shen Fenghua secretly despised him for being useless, and he did whatever Song Jinshu asked him to do!

Could he be her dog?

Old Master Liu saw the reactions of the three people, and he couldn't help but look at Song Jinshu and Lu Ruoyu.

I thought to myself, Lord Song and County Magistrate Lu seem to be of the same age, I wonder what their relationship is?

He is used to being cautious and won't speak unless something is confirmed.

As usual, Song Jinshu said and Lu Ruoyu wrote, and they worked together very well.

Even Shen Fenghua felt that the two of them had a perfect understanding of each other and looked a perfect match.

He curled his lips. There were women like Song Jinshu everywhere on the street!

There are countless women who are better than her. I wonder what Lu Ruoyu likes about her?

After a stick of incense, Lu Ruoyu finally stopped writing.

Manager Liu picked up the contract and walked to the vent to let the ink dry faster.

Song Jinshu couldn't help but sigh, rich families are just different, Manager Liu is so meticulous even at such an old age.

After both parties wrote down their names and Old Man Liu stamped the Liu family's private seal, she took out the official seal from her purse and stamped it.

Looking at the bright red seal on the paper, she couldn't help but smile.

With the Liu family's investment, she no longer has to worry about money!

From now on, just go ahead and do a good job of publicity.

The hot spring villa can open at the latest in the twelfth month, and at the earliest in late autumn. By then, the county government will have money and can buy more food and cold-resistant supplies.

The people of Jingyang County will also have a better winter.

She had read the annals of major events in Jingyang County, which recorded that many people would freeze to death or starve to death every winter in Jingyang County.

What the people fear most is winter, so they will save any surplus food at home and keep it for the winter to avoid starving to death at home due to lack of food.

Since Song Jinshu is here, she will not allow this to happen.

Old Master Liu took the other contract as a backup and said with a faint smile, "Master Song, if you need anything, please come to Manager Liu. The Liu family will do their best to cooperate with you!"

Song Jinshu also smiled sincerely. "Then I would like to thank Mr. Liu very much. When the hot spring villa is completed in the future, I will not forget the Liu family's help."

"Hahaha... Lord Song, you're too polite. The Liu family's roots are in Jingyang County. It's our honor to be able to contribute to Jingyang County!"

The more Old Master Liu looked at Song Jinshu, the more curious he felt about her. Seeing that it was getting late, he tried to persuade her to stay, saying, "We've prepared some wine and food at home. Why don't you three stay and have a meal together? We can also discuss the affairs of the Hot Spring Villa in depth..."

Song Jinshu hesitated for a moment. She had been reluctant to eat at the villagers' homes before because she knew they lived in poverty.

If she eats one more bite, they will eat one less bite.

However, the Liu family is not an ordinary family and they will not be short of food.

"Then I will respectfully obey your command. Thank you, Mr. Liu, for your hospitality..."

After thinking it over, Song Jinshu agreed to stay, but Lu Ruoyu and Shen Fenghua beside him had no right to choose.

Who makes her their boss?

"Hahaha…"

The room was filled with Mr. Liu's hearty laughter. Who could have guessed from listening to his voice that he was already over sixty years old?

Song Jinshu thought that Mr. Liu had traveled a lot and had a wide range of knowledge, so he must know a lot of things.

Thinking of the current situation of the people in Jingyang County who are unable to get enough food, she became thoughtful and asked, "Old man, when you were traveling around as a merchant, have you ever seen a field of sweet potatoes that could produce ten thousand acres?"

"Oh! It's also called potato!"

Old Master Liu narrowed his eyes, recalled carefully, and shook his head, saying, "I have seen rats stealing grain, but as for this Mali rat, which can produce rats in an area of ​​10,000 mu, I have never heard of it!"

If there really were rats that could reproduce on millions of acres of land, wouldn't that be terrifying?

The food will be completely destroyed by them!

"Pfft, no! It's not a mouse! These sweet potatoes are edible. They grow in the ground. Planting one kilogram of sweet potatoes can produce two to seven kilograms of sweet potatoes. They are sweet and delicious, and they make you feel full."

Old Master Liu was surprised and asked, "How can there be such food in the world?"

If this red rat really existed, people all over the world would no longer have to worry about having enough food and clothing.

Lu Ruoyu and Shen Fenghua, who had been listening, were also surprised. Lu Ruoyu was relatively calm, after all, he had seen a magical weapon like the waterwheel.

But Shen Fenghua was different. He worked for the royal family and had direct access to heaven!

If there really was such food, he would definitely report it to his superiors as soon as possible.

So he asked with great excitement: "Sir, do you know where this sweet potato likes to grow? Does it look like this?"

Song Jinshu looked at Shen Fenghua in surprise. Why was he so excited?

Thinking that he might be a spy for the court, Song Jinshu understood.

“It likes…”