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Although we can't start digging the foundation today, Xu Qing has already brought Lao Shi over, so it's not appropriate to send him back.

So he gave Lao Shi 20 coins and asked him to help wash and cut the konjac and make aiyu jelly later.

There was just too much konjac, and I didn't dare to wear gloves, which made the processing very slow.

The whole family pitched in, along with the one-armed beggar and Old Shi. Some washed the konjac, some peeled it, some ground it into a paste, and some sliced ​​it.

After working for most of the day, I finally finished processing all the konjac.

After the meal, Xu Qing carefully explained to the one-armed beggar how to make meat patties and steamed buns.

The most important things were chopping the meat and seasoning it, and the one-armed beggar listened very attentively.

Xu Qing was truly relieved after he successfully made it himself.

"I have already prepared the ingredients for tomorrow's sale. You can choose two people to help you with the preparation."

I'll go with you to sell them. You don't need to give me the money from tomorrow's sales; use it to buy ingredients..."

Xu Qing abruptly stopped the conversation. She was able to earn 3 coins because flour and pork were much cheaper in the mall than in this era.

If the one-armed beggar were to buy the ingredients himself, he would probably only earn a penny or two. If he had to give her 30%, wouldn't he have very little money left?

"Forget it, you're just starting out, so you're probably not familiar with buying ingredients. Let me buy the ingredients."

The boiler and everything else are already at my house, you can just take it and use it, but you'll have to chop the firewood yourself.

Also, if you're in the food business, you can't live in that abandoned Taoist temple anymore. Think about it, what would your customers think if they saw you living there?

You can stay at my house temporarily... right next to the woodpile, so you don't have to run back and forth every day.

Don't worry about the children in the Taoist temple. You can buy them food and send it to them every day with the money you earn.

Xu Qing spoke a long string of words in one breath, and felt his mouth was dry. Xu Zhenzhen, being very perceptive, handed him a cup of tea.

The one-armed beggar nodded in agreement; it made perfect sense, as Xu Qing had already helped him a great deal.

Xu Zhenzhen was eager to try. After Zhou Chenggong left, she and Xu Baobao didn't have to study, and they had a lot of free time every day.

She wanted to help her father sell roujiamo (Chinese hamburger).

Xu Qing always respected the children's opinions, and Xu Zhenzhen looked expectantly at the one-armed beggar.

After a brief hesitation, the one-armed beggar nodded in agreement.

After finishing making the jelly to be delivered tomorrow, Xu Qing gave Lao Shi 22 coins and told him to take the oxcart back by himself.

She was really tired and didn't want to run anymore. Xu Beibei felt a little better after applying a gas patch, but she was still more delicate than before.

She cried more often. At home, Xu Qing could be looked after by her family, but when they went out, she had to be taken along because the little one needed formula.

This left Xu Qing quite exhausted; the February disturbance was indeed as bad as it sounded, it was truly torturous.

The next day, the oxcart, laden with a large load of goods, set off for town again.

Xu Qing felt sorry for Niu Niu, who hadn't had a single day of rest since coming home with her.

Fortunately, Xu Gong and the others cut fresh grass every day to feed the cows, which lessened Xu Qing's guilt somewhat.

Whether it was her imagination or not, Xu Qing felt that there were more beggars on the street today than yesterday.

As usual, Xu Qing delivered the jelly first, and then took the one-armed beggar and Xu Zhenzhen to the street where the stalls were set up.

She thought that after selling the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), it would be close to noon, and the adults would need to eat lunch. She figured she could run into the magistrate if she went to the yamen (government office) to look for him.

She habitually walked to her usual stall location and found that the same person selling steamed buns was still occupying the spot.

She then walked towards a less crowded area, and glanced at it from afar; there was no one there.

But as soon as I walked over, someone else had taken the spot; it was someone selling candied hawthorns.

Xu Qing asked, speechless, "Aren't candied hawthorns sold by going door-to-door? How can they sell well if they stay in one place?"

The candied hawthorn vendor glanced at Xu Qing: "What's it to you? Buy or not? If you're not buying, get out of the way."

Xu Qing realized that someone was deliberately targeting her.

But this was a difficult matter to reason with, so she found the constable who collected stall fees and pointed at the person selling candied hawthorns, saying, "Did this person pay the stall fee?"

The constable glanced in the direction Xu Qing pointed and said, "Pay it."

Xu Qing's eyes turned cold. The candied hawthorn vendor had clearly just taken up the spot, but the yamen runner said he had already paid the stall fee.

It seems the person who's trying to mess with her is pretty powerful. But sorry, even the magistrate's son has to call her Aunt Xu.

Are you sure he really paid it?

The constable waved his hand impatiently: "Can't you understand human language? Get out of here!"

Xu Qing walked towards an even more secluded location. Every time she hinted at her intention to set up a stall in a certain spot, all sorts of people would rush up to claim the location.

Furthermore, the yamen runners insisted that all of these people had paid the stall fees.

The one-armed beggar and Xu Zhenzhen looked increasingly pale, and they were almost in tears.

These roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) are made with so much pork and flour, are you saying we can't sell a single one today?

Xu Qing was too lazy to argue with these people. After she found out that someone was indeed colluding with the yamen runners to target her.

She put the things back on the oxcart, leaving the one-armed beggar and Xu Zhenzhen to guard them, while she took Xu Beibei to the county government office.

After Xu Qing left a message yesterday, the county magistrate assumed that Xu Qing had made some further discoveries about rice diseases, so he specially dealt with some minor civil disputes in the yamen and waited for her.

When Xu Qing arrived at the county government office, the yamen runners respectfully welcomed him into the county magistrate's office.

They had all seen what happened to the first two gatekeepers; this woman was someone they couldn't afford to offend—this was common knowledge among all the staff in the yamen.

"Your Excellency, Magistrate."

Xu Qing bowed.

The county magistrate gestured to Xu Qing, indicating that there was no need for such formalities.

"The prescription you provided was very effective. I've already sprayed it in several villages in the hardest-hit areas, and the disease was immediately brought under control, preventing it from worsening. At least some of the harvest was saved."

The only regret is that the rice paddies in several villages have withered...

Is there anything else you need this time?

Xu Qing recounted how the rice in Xujia Village had also been affected by diseases, and then said:

"Why don't you, magistrate, have the village chiefs of each village come directly to the county office to learn, and then let them go back and teach their respective villagers?"

Although some villages have not yet been infected, they still know how to treat the disease better and take preventative measures.

Also, I discovered a way to process succulents. After processing, they can be eaten. There are many succulents on the mountain in our village. I wonder if other villages have them.

The magistrate can teach the village chiefs who came to learn about rice diseases how to process the taro, and then have them teach it to the villagers.

The county magistrate was overjoyed, but he was so busy that he only thought of the most severely affected villages and didn't consider the others.

If other villages also suffer from the disease but don't know how to treat it, wouldn't it be a waste of food?

The news about the taro that Xu Qing brought also solved his big problem. In those villages where the rice had withered, the villagers had no food and many had started to wander around begging.

He was afraid those people would become refugees, but now that they had food, they would surely be willing to stay in their own homes.

The magistrate repeatedly said, "Very good, very good!"

"Xu Qing, you are a great hero of our town, and I will reward you handsomely!"

Xu Qing said calmly, "My lord, there's no need for a reward, but I do have a request."