Fisherman

When the people from the government followed the county magistrate back to the market, they got tired all the way. There was only one carriage, and naturally only the county magistrate and the master could sit in it. Slightly, not too fast.

Zhao Qian had known what it would look like a long time ago, so he went back to the village, drove out the ox carts in the village, and followed at the end of the team, looking at the officers and soldiers ahead who were sweating profusely but did not dare to scold, feeling relaxed.

"Hey boy, let me sit in the back and rest my feet." After about half of the time, the head catcher drove the rest of the people to the front of the carriage, and he himself waited for his ox cart to come up.

Zhao Qian stopped the ox cart, asked the catcher to sit in the cart, and handed over water by the way, the catcher raised his neck and drank several mouthfuls before he felt at ease.

"Don't think that I climbed into the ox cart because I was lazy. If I hadn't been running back and forth from the market to the village in the past few days, I would have run faster than an adult's horse." Catcher lay on the ox cart On, lazily said.

"Why is the head catcher so busy?"

"It's not the adults who don't worry about it..." The head catcher said half of what he said, and then went back: "Why are you asking about these things?"

Zhao Qian said: "It's too much to worry about arresting the head. The grass people are locals and know the village and the market well. If there is any inconvenience, I am familiar with the road and the road so that I can help you."

The head catcher touched his chin, put away his suspicious eyes, lowered his voice and said: "The young master of the county magistrate's family ran out of the house and left a letter to go to your market. I'm so anxious! You must know that the son of the lord's family is a well-known beauty in our county, so you can't worry about running out this morning. He chased him to the market non-stop, and he searched hard for several days but couldn't find anyone. "

Zhao Qian raised her eyebrows when she listened to the words, it must be associated with Zhuang Qingran!He hid his emotions, and continued to listen respectfully to the head catcher and said: "Not many people know about this matter. It is one thing for your lord to be ordered to make salt this time, but it is another big thing for you to find the young master. If you If you know some clues, report them to the adults immediately, and the adults will definitely reward you when the time comes."

"Back to the market, the grass-roots people will definitely ask someone to inquire about the whereabouts of the young master."

The head catcher waved his hand in satisfaction, took a few more sips with the water bottle on his back, jumped off the bullock cart, and passed the water bottle to the brothers in front to drink.

Looking at the group of people in front of him, Zhao Qian swung his whip with a shrewd look in his eyes.

When he returned to the market, Zhao Qian was one step ahead of the people from the government, and went to hide Zhuang Qingran in a hurry, but when he got back, he heard Zhou Xiong said that he went to the village with Brother Zhou. down things.After clearing the daily fresh market, he invited people from the government to come in.

The officers and soldiers asked them to stay in the hall, so the county magistrate naturally arranged a private room. He ordered the kitchen to greet them with good food and wine, and asked Sun Xiong to go to the barbecue shop, and asked Wang Tian to bake some barbecue and bring them over. For training, simple barbecue is no problem. As for the taste, it is enough to greet the county magistrate, and there is no need for him to take action.The mistresses knew that they were from the government, so they didn't dare to be negligent, so they greeted the two tables very quickly.

"My lord, these are some fresh seafood, you can't get used to it." Zhao Qian personally scalded the seafood and put it in the county magistrate's bowl.

The county magistrate accidentally heard that there was a strange shop in the market here, and seeing it today, he felt that it was worthy of the name.

"This crab is good." The county magistrate ate the crab meat dipped in ingredients, and the smell on his taste buds made him put aside all his worries for a while. Under Zhao Qian's meticulous service, he ate a full meal.

When he couldn't hold on anymore, he said with a smile: "There are only a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas, and this is the first time to eat these novel ways."

"Your honor." Zhao Qian wiped her hands, and the county magistrate put down his guard after some service. Naturally, it's time to talk about things after drinking and eating.

"I heard that your lord came to the market this time to collect salt."

Zhuang Youcheng laughed softly: "Could it be that you are also interested in the work of picking salt? Can this restaurant earn less than the coolies who pick salt?"

"Your Excellency, you are joking. The Caomin just want to do things for the court."

As far as he knew, salt mining at this time was all about refining. Seawater was taken to boil salt crystals, and then stir-fried to form them. The technology was backward, and it would consume a lot of firewood, which was laborious and labor-intensive. There had never been a method of sun-drying salt. .

"Tell me, how do you want to do things for the court?"

"Caomin has a new salt mining method, which can improve the efficiency of salt mining and save a lot of manpower."

After Zhao Qian finished speaking, Zhuang Youcheng slapped the table angrily: "Bold, you dare to criticize the imperial court's method of mining salt for many years!"

"Hey~ my lord, please don't get angry. To put it bluntly, your lord is a straightforward person, so why would you care about us, but you really don't think about it?"

Zhuang Youcheng shyly ate his big belly, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the man in front of him. He said that this boy was not that simple. He ran all the way to the village to flatter him. This was his original idea, but then again, It is indeed very attractive to improve the efficiency of salt mining and save time and effort. If it is done well, the court will be satisfied with it, and maybe a lot of oil can be obtained from it.

Zhao Qian looked at Zhuang Youcheng's changing expression, and didn't try to guess what he was thinking. Huang Er, who had been arranged in advance, ran upstairs, and he reprimanded him decently: "Did you see that my lord and I are talking?" What's the rush to come in now?"

"It's already time, Fu Lang and Mr. Zhuang haven't come back yet, do you want to pick them up?"

Zhao Qian stood up and kicked Huang Er's ass: "What do you think? I have to come in and report."

Huang Er put his arms around his butt and hurried outside: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Seeing the person going downstairs, he put his hands on his hips and took a breath. Seeing Zhuang Youcheng standing up suddenly, he quickly apologized: "I made my lord laugh. The people under him are often stupid."

"Mr. Zhuang you mentioned just now? What Mr. Zhuang?"

"Oh, it's a young master. I heard that I went to the village to see the sea with my wife. I told my men to pick me up if I didn't come back late."

Zhuang Youcheng stared at his eyes: "What kind of young master is he?"

Zhao Qian described Zhuang Qingran's appearance with good words, and added details about how brother Zhou saved him, Zhuang Youcheng slapped his thigh and hurried downstairs: "This child!"

The elder brother downstairs had a round belly, and the drunken policeman saw his lord coming downstairs, so he hurriedly stood up: "My lord, what's the matter?"

"Hurry up and bring the little boy back!"

The police officers became more energetic: "Yes."

A group of people ran out the door in a hurry, Zhao Qian chased after him as if he didn't know what happened: "My lord, please slow down, what happened?"

"Master, please call me an adult!"

After some commotion, Zhuang Youcheng was anxious to see his beloved son, and ran to the village in a carriage. At this moment, Zhuang Qingran was jolting on the bullock cart, beating Brother Zhou for not letting him play at the beach for a while, clearly He was not allowed to stay overnight even if he had a house in the village. Brother Zhou blocked the buzzing in his ears, and he didn't let go until he heard a rush of horseshoes.

There were few people riding horses in the market, but it sounded like there were quite a lot of people. He raised his head and looked ahead, and saw two rows of officers and soldiers surrounding him. Compared to his shock, Zhuang Qingran was much calmer.

Seeing the county magistrate walking on the sedan chair with a dark face, the ox cart master and Brother Zhou hurriedly got out of the carriage to salute. They wanted to make Zhuang calm, but he ran over without thinking: "Dad ~"

"You still know that I'm your father! What's it like running around!"

"Can you stop scolding me as soon as we meet!" Zhuang Qingran raised the corners of her mouth in dissatisfaction.

The master hurriedly smoothed things over: "Young master, my lord is also worried about you. You have made my lord very anxious by running out like this!"

Zhuang Youcheng's expression changed a bit, put away his anger, and coaxed Zhuang Qingran who was beside him with a disheveled face: "Okay, let's not talk about the past, we should go back after we've had enough trouble."

Zhuang Qingran went to the side to pull Zhou Ge'er who was a bit cramped: "I haven't played enough yet. When Dad returns, I will go back with Dad, so I will go back to the market with Zhou Brother first. If you have anything to do, just go, I eat fresh food every day and sleep well, when the time comes, Dad will just come and find me!"

"You child!"

Zhao Qian, who came late, got down from the bullock cart, smiled and said to Zhuang Qingran: "My lord, my lord just happens to be resting every day, so we can go back together."

Zhuang Qingran's expression changed: "What! You specially asked my father to come here!"

"How can the grass-roots call your lord! If I hadn't met you in the village today, I wouldn't have known you were your son."

Zhuang Qingran glared at Zhao Qian, and pulled Zhou Ge'er to leave, but Zhou Ge'er was pulled back by Zhao Qian: "Young master, let's take the carriage."

"Qingran, stop messing around and get on the carriage!"

Zhuang Qingran turned around cursing and went to the carriage. After they left, Zhao Qian led Brother Zhou to the ox cart. There were two ox carts, and the officers and soldiers who were tired from running squeezed into the other one.

"Qingran is the county magistrate's son?" Brother Zhou has not recovered from the shock.

Zhao Qian smiled: "His temper can only be used by officials and officials."

Brother Zhou sneakily whispered in his ear: "The magistrate wouldn't think that we kidnapped Qingran here, would he?"

He couldn't help laughing, and patted the young man's head: "Whether we have kidnapped Zhuang Qingran himself knows, and he will make it clear to the adults."

Brother Zhou heaved a sigh of relief. He thought that Zhuang Qingran was different from ordinary sons and daughters. He guessed that he came from a wealthy family in the county seat, but he didn't expect that he was the son of the county magistrate. , People who want to eat everything will have such a layer of identity.