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"Really?" Uncle Wen was dubious.

Tang Chi nodded.

"There are few things, so not many."

Seeing that Uncle Wen wasn't particularly interested, Tang Chi continued: "I'll know if it's delicious or not! This time, it's a free gift, and it's considered a tribute to the county magistrate! Try it!"

Seeing Tang Chi's twinkling eyes, looking at him expectantly, Uncle Wen nodded.

"Okay! Guarantee the magistrate likes to eat it! I can tell the cook how to eat it!"

So, Uncle Wen asked someone to call the cook, and Tangchi told the cook how to eat matsutake very professionally, and finally got sixty coins happily.

"Thank you Uncle Wen!"

Just when Tang Chi was about to leave happily, Uncle Wen called her to stop.

"The county magistrate is going to leave the city to handle the case, and it will probably take a month to come back."

As soon as she heard that the magistrate was coming back next month, then this would be the last time, and she probably wouldn't step into the backyard of the magistrate's house again.In vain, he missed a chance to give mushrooms, and let the matsutake go to waste, Tang Chi was in a hurry.

"Uncle Wen, at that time it was agreed to be three months, that is, six times, but now it is only five times!" Tang Chi is now very worried that the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

After thinking about it, she added: "Officials can't be so dishonest!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Chi was a little scared when he saw that Uncle Wen was expressionless and silent. "I, my little village girl has never read a book, and my speech is not pleasant, so don't take it to heart, Uncle Wen." The other party is an official, and she is just a little village girl. Why should she argue with others?

Thinking of the disparity in status, and thinking of becoming a village girl for no reason, Tang Chi felt sore.But she will not accept her fate, she believes that the little village girl can also counterattack!

The gleam in her eyes gave the 14-year-old an air of confidence and added luster to her thin face.

Uncle Wen looked at Tang Chi and looked at his feet in a panic, but there was no cowering and panic in his bright eyes. He was secretly surprised and couldn't bear to refuse.

"You can come back on the [-]th day of next month." The county magistrate is not short of the fifty coins.

When Uncle Wen agreed, Tang Chi was overjoyed and smiled. "Thank you Uncle Wen!"

Uncle Wen nodded.

"Then I'll be leaving. Please Uncle Wen let Zhixian taste my matsutake."

Tangchi went back with anticipation and anxiety about the future.

Instead of going to the city to deliver mushrooms, Tang Chi stayed at home and looked after his small vegetable garden that had just looked a little better.

The pumpkin sprouts have slowly climbed the trellises, and the peas on the pea sprouts are taking shape.

The sweet potato boy hasn't come to her since that incident.

Apart from going to Widow Zhang's house, Tangchi had no one to go with. She felt very lonely without the sweet potato boy and no need to send mushrooms.

On the 13th and [-]th, she was supposed to go into the mountains to pick mushrooms, but she was at home.

On the fifteenth day, I was supposed to go to the city to deliver mushrooms to the county magistrate with a small bamboo basket on my back, but I ended up staying at home unemployed.

She squatted in the field looking at the pumpkin seedlings and pea seedlings, and looked at them silently. She was very bored and didn't know whether Zhixian was satisfied with her matsutake.Only when Zhixian likes to eat matsutake, can she talk to Zhixian about long-term acquisitions.

Although she has been delivering mushrooms to Zhixian's family for more than two months, she has never seen Zhixian.

To her, Zhixian is a Sanwu girl, no, a Sanwu boy?boy? (Sanwu girl, ask Du Niang if you don’t understand!)

Then, the magistrate who had never met before disappeared, no, he left, and Tangchi realized that the three ignorant counties were her parents.