Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

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Qingluo took the lead in person, carrying a large bowl of sorghum rice with lard and soy sauce, leading Suxin Guixiang, Lin Si and Rongcheng, and walked towards the front room where the yamen servants were resting.

The yamen servants were notified by Huang Butou, and they put away all the corn bread and pickles, and stretched their necks to wait.

The magistrate invited them to dinner, this was the first time in the world.

Although I don't expect any delicacies from mountains and seas, it is good to improve the food a little...

It's better than eating cornbread three times a day and not caring if you're full...

As a result, they waited and waited, and they saw that the county magistrate actually came over with a rice bowl in person.

You look at me, I look at you, no one dares to step forward.

Huang Butou is the leader, seeing how useless his subordinates are, his nose was twisted in anger, and he stepped forward and kicked: "Feng Jia, you take the lead to serve the meal!"

Feng Jia is honest, he glanced at his compatriot brother Feng Yi with resentment, and walked towards the county magistrate with three steps.

Originally, Catcher Huang was going to kick Feng Yi, but at the critical moment, that bastard actually pushed him out...

How could he be so wronged!
Qing Luo asked Su Xin and the others to put the rice, green onions and cucumbers on the table, and said with a smile: "The food I invited everyone to eat today is not a good meal, but I actually want to ask everyone to do me a favor, taste the taste, and see if I can eat it." When the salary is paid tomorrow, I will treat everyone to a good meal."

The yamen servants were a little disappointed when they heard that it was not a good meal, but when they heard the word "salary", all eyes lit up.

Since Shen Yanzu was arrested, their salaries have disappeared. Those who don't need to support their families are fine, but those who need to support their families are forced to go home and farm...

When Xinzhi County took office, they thought that it would take a month or two before the salary was paid, but they didn't expect that the magistrate would propose it in just a few days!
"Your Majesty, do you really want a salary?" Feng Yi asked.

Except for Huang Butou, he was the only one who dared to speak.

Seeing them all nibbling on the buns, Qing Luo also felt a little sad, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, I will send it out tomorrow, and make up for what I owed a few months ago!"

The yamen servants suddenly boiled.

"Did you hear me, tomorrow I will make up for the previous few months!"

"Who didn't hear it? Now it's all right. I finally don't have to be scolded by the tigress when I go home..."

"Hey, go to the tavern for a drink tomorrow?"

"OK……"

Everyone is as excited as the New Year.

Seeing that she was also infected, Qing Luo was in a happy mood, and said, "Can we come over to eat now? You have to tell me honestly whether it tastes good or not."

"no problem!"

"Don't worry about the county magistrate, it's hard to say anything else. When it comes to eating, I, Old Chen, will do all of them alone!"

"You're just a mess!"

They came over laughing and laughing, and each of them held a big bowl. When they smelled the delicious rice, their saliva was aroused.

"Xianzun, what is this, why is it so fragrant?"

Qingluo smiled slightly: "Take a look, the cucumbers, green onions and sauce over there, if you want to eat, you can eat it."

They held the bowls of hot, oily rice and slurped it into their mouths while standing. Then they took a bite of the crisp and refreshing cucumber dipping sauce, which almost swallowed their tongues.

After eating a big bowl of rice, they licked their lips, feeling a little unsatisfied.

What Su Xin sees is elation.

Usually, the meals she cooks don't have so many people cheering on her.

Qingluo's eyes sparkled: "How is it?"

"Hiccup..."

Huang Butou burped, rubbed his stomach, and sighed comfortably, "It's really delicious! It's a hundred times better than dry corn-bread pickles!"

Feng Yi: "My God, I haven't eaten so full for a long time..."

The old Chen who claimed to be able to kill several people leaned over with a shy face: "My lord, do you still have food?"

Su Xin happily replied: "It's gone, you've eaten them up..."

Old Chen felt a little regretful. Seeing a green onion left on the table, he picked it up and chewed it to his satisfaction.

So far, a large pot of sorghum rice, a bundle of green onions, a pile of cucumbers, including the dipping sauce, have all been eaten clean, and there is nothing left.

Su Xin and Gui Xiang happily cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, Qing Luo smiled and looked at the servants, "Do you think this is still edible?"

Old Chen was the first to express his opinion: "It's so delicious, if I can eat this meal every day, I don't even want to marry a wife!"

Feng Yi giggled and said, "Haha, no woman wants to marry you, just like you!"

Old Chen rushed forward angrily and wanted to beat him up, but he was kicked back by Catcher Huang.

Only Feng Jia honestly gave feedback: "My lord, this is really delicious, fragrant and filling, even better than the rice made by my mother during the Chinese New Year."

Qingluo smiled and said: "This is not as delicious as your mother's rice. As far as the recipe is concerned, it is very simple. It is rice soaked in soy sauce. You can also try it in the future."

Huang Butou wondered: "Why is it a little different from rice when I eat it?"

Qing Luo smiled without answering, looked at Feng Jia and Feng Yi, and asked, "Can you two figure out what it is?"

The two brothers looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time: "I have never eaten."

The sorghum they harvested by themselves didn't even know that it was what they ate just now.

Since the feedback is good, Qing Luo is almost certain that this so-called sorghum is the sorghum she knows.

Although I don't know if this variety is the same as the sorghum she knew in her previous life, but as long as it can be eaten and can fill her stomach, it is good sorghum.

The last trace of worry was also dispelled.

Qingluo immediately sent a task to Feng Jia and Feng Yi, asking them to go to Qili Village to assist Zhang Lizheng to harvest all the sorghum near Qili Village starting tomorrow.

Thinking that the rainy season was coming soon, the victims would not be able to live in tents all the time, so Qingluo discussed with Lin Si for a long time, and set aside two plots of land in the saline-alkali land and near Linjiazhuangzi to build houses for them.

As a result, Qingluo's private money has shrunk by a large amount.

Since Lin Si came, except for the money she earned from Lan Hao, she left a part for Gui Xiang to make a house, and the rest was handed over to Lin Si to take care of.

Lin Si was wearing small glasses, crackling and scratching his abacus, feeling pain in his heart while counting.

"Oh, why did you spend this money?"

Qingluo took a look: "Oh, I went shopping with Guixiang and the others that day and bought some rouge powder."

Lin Si was very distressed: "What kind of rouge do you buy for tens of taels of silver? Fendiexuan's is only a box of two taels of silver!"

"I didn't expect Brother Lin to be so knowledgeable about rouge and gouache?"

Lin Si was unmoved: "Answer me honestly, where did the money go?"

Qingluo said weakly: "By the way, I bought some pots and pans, fabrics, clothes, shoes, jewelry..."

Lin Si: "..."

He suddenly remembered that ever since the Lin family knew that the second master had broken off the engagement with her, no one had sent her clothes, jewelry and other items.

Doesn't she have to spend money to buy a servant girl like her?

After all, she is an official appointed by the imperial court, and with her little salary, I am afraid that it is not enough to even buy two good clothes to dress up...

(End of this chapter)