Reborn in the last years of Kangxi

Chapter 1120 Zhuhou

After dealing with the errands in the yamen, and rested for two days, Cao Yong regained his energy and wanted to go out of the governor's mansion.

As the New Year is approaching, there are several big fairs in the city, which are said to be very lively.Cao Yong said to his wife that he wanted to go shopping.

Although there are only three members of the Cao family celebrating the New Year, there are also staff, scribes, and servants, and there are more than 200 people who stay in the mansion to celebrate the New Year. .In addition, it is now in Qingyuan City, there are not many banner people, unless she changes clothes, otherwise the flag dress will be too conspicuous in front of people.

In addition to the land of Zhili, she, the governor's wife, can be recognized by others in public, and it is easy to provoke gossip.

Cao Yong thinks about it too, Zuo Zuo will stay in Zhili for two years, and there will always be opportunities to take her out in the future.

Cao Yong sent people to invite Song Hou and Jiang Jian, and they went out in low clothes.

Song Hou only thought Cao Yong went to understand the local people's livelihood, and he was still feeling for a long time.Cao Yong was a little embarrassed, in fact, he really didn't worry about the country and the people so much, he just wanted to go out and relax.

There are different styles in Shili, and different customs in Baili.

In his two lifetimes, he had never been to Qingyuan, so he was naturally curious.

Jiang Jian, on the other hand, paid more attention to Cao Yong's safety, and arranged for several groups of entourages to guard him.

Cao Yong was wearing a blue-faced thick velvet coat that was not old, blue satin-faced boots under his feet, and a black felted melon skin hat on his head.This attire is the attire of ordinary rich men.

Both Jiang Jian and Song Hou didn't like to be ostentatious, and they were both plainly dressed.

Except for a few horsemen who followed closely, the other guards scattered back and forth.

The province, prefecture, and county of Qingyuan City are governed by the same city, and the yamen in the city is the same as the yamen, and there are a large number of people who eat imperial food. This also makes Qingyuan gather the financial resources of a province, which is far richer than other prefectures and counties.Even if it is not as prosperous as the capital city, it is still a scene of peace.

The governor's mansion is in the north of the city. Because there are governors' marks and green battalion soldiers stationed nearby, there are fewer people and it is relatively quiet.

The most prosperous place is in the east of the city, where there are Baoding government office and Qingyuan county government office, as well as several shopping streets.The place where Cao Yong and his party are going is the east of the city.

After two streets, there are more and more pedestrians on the road, both driving cars and riding horses.

These few Cao Yong were mixed among the passers-by, and looked no different from others.

On both sides of the road, there are already shop shops, and there are clever young men standing at the door to greet customers, so lively.

Looking at the people buying new year's goods on the street, their faces are mostly festive.

After turning another street, we arrived at Lianpo Temple Street, which is the most prosperous place in Dongcheng.

It was already inconvenient to ride a horse, so Cao Yong dismounted and walked on foot.

Seeing the crowds of people rushing in front of Lianpo Temple, Cao Yong smiled and said to Song Houhou: "Do you want to accompany Mr. to burn incense?"

In addition to the soldiers praying for safety, there are often old people praying for their birthdays here.

Song Hou waved his hand and said, "Thank you for the kindness of the host, it's better to avoid it, the student's body is too crowded, send some money over another day, just do your best..."

Jiang Jian's attention was on finding the rice shop.

He only thinks that Cao Yong is concerned about local people's livelihood, which is naturally the food, housing and transportation of the people.

Now, he saw a shop hung with a rice cover, calling Cao Yong and Song Hou to move forward.

On the door face of Sanjian, there are rectangular vertical buckets on both sides, and various rice noodles and miscellaneous grains are placed inside.

Facing the gate is the counter, and behind the counter there is an old shopkeeper who is pulling the abacus.Outside the counter, there are two jobs, greeting several customers who buy rice.

Seeing Cao Yong and his party coming in, the shopkeeper raised his head, and just wanted to call the waiter to greet everyone, but he came out from behind the counter and said respectfully: "What rice do you want to buy? The shop is new to Jiangnanbi Japonica rice is the sweetest when cooked. The magistrate’s family and the magistrate’s family have all bought rice from small shops.”

Bijing is the top grade of rice, and the Cao family also ate this rice in the capital.

They followed the old shopkeeper to a standing bucket in the west, but they didn't say anything. They just sat in a row and looked at the standing bucket. The rice, millet, millet, sorghum, and all kinds of beans were all complete, but there was no corn.

Cao Yong didn't speak, and it was Jiang Jian who spoke: "Old shopkeeper, what kind of food is the cheapest? I heard that people in Zhili have been planting corn for a long time. Why don't you see it in this shop?"

He spoke Shanxi dialect, and he was broken.

The old shopkeeper trembled when he heard this, his expression became more respectful, and he bowed and said: "Returning to this master, corn is a cheap thing, even if the people outside have it, it is mostly for selling greens in June and July, old stick In the end, most of them were chewed at home, and they were rarely sold outside.”

Cao Yong and Song Hou looked at each other, and both felt that the shopkeeper's hospitality was a little too much.

Jiang Jian also saw this, but remained calm, and continued: "Which is the cheapest food in the store? Those who can't buy food are rich and noble families."

Hearing this, the old shopkeeper's body became more and more bent, his forehead was already dripping with sweat, he led the crowd to the west, and said in a trembling voice: "The cheapest rice... the cheapest rice is here, it is old rice. sorghum..."

Cao Yong followed the past to see that it was aged sorghum, but rice bran actually accounted for half of it.Next to it is the whitish millet.Cao Yong grabbed a handful, put it on his nose and smelled it.

When he was in the capital, he went to Tongzhou Cang and was deeply impressed by Cangmi.

The stored rice is still good, but the stored millet is prone to mold.Although this millet has no rice fragrance and looks like bad rice, it does not have the musty smell of rice warehouses.

The two young fellows saw off the guests, and saw that this group of people were strange, so they all followed.

Jiang Jian saw that Cao Yong had almost seen it, straightened his body, and said to the shopkeeper: "Don't disturb the shopkeeper's business, let's go to the side to have a look."

"Don't disturb, don't disturb!" The shopkeeper secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and escorted everyone out of the door with Xinxin.

Far away from Mipu, Jiang Jian clasped his fists at Cao Yong and said, "The students are making noise, don't blame the boss!"

Cao Yong waved his hand and said with a smile: "What's the matter? I've already agreed. I'll keep my mouth shut. Otherwise, I wouldn't look like a guest. But I forgot one thing. Zhu Zhilian is an official. Look, I heard someone mention that the lord of the Futai loves to travel in modest clothes, and understands the people's sentiments. I think the shopkeeper who came here has also heard about it, and regarded Feilin as him."

"So that's the case, I can't blame him for his double-stretched hair, sweating profusely, probably lying and bragging casually, that's why he's so guilty." Song Hou laughed.

The three continued to move forward, but Cao Yong saw a familiar signboard, "Daoxiang Village".From a distance, I could smell the sweet scent of pastry coming from the shop.Not only the name of the shop is the same as the "Daoxiang Village" in the capital, but even the plaque is imitated from the plaque in the capital.

The shops with five front doors look more grand, and the business is not worse than the ones in the capital. Many people brought out snacks.

Cao Yong looked at it, and secretly paid attention to it. The "cottage" is not afraid, it is just a businessman's speculation.But we have to beware of someone pulling up banners and provoking right and wrong.It's better to get people to inquire about the details of this shop. Seeing that the plaque is brand new, it looks like the shop has just opened.

Jiang Jian and Song Hou followed Cao Yong's gaze, and they were all attentive.

"Daoxiang Village" is well-known in the capital, and everyone in the official circles knows that it is the property of Da Gege and Mrs. Cao Jiabo of Prince Chun's Mansion.If it hadn't been mentioned before, it seems that when they saw this shop, they would think it was the shop of the governor's wife.

Obviously not.

The three of them were full of doubts and lost the interest to continue shopping. They just got tired after walking for a while, so they entered the teahouse opposite the "Daoxiang Village" and asked for a seat by the window.

I don't know whether it's due to the promotion of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, or the wealth of Qingyuan City, but the glass windows of this teahouse have been replaced.

As soon as the three of them sat down, they heard someone beside them say: "The one who molested Mrs. Wang earlier is the owner of that pastry shop?"

"Exactly, Mao Renxing, the owner of this shop, is the cousin of Xie Guerrilla from the Governor's Mansion. He has only been in Qingyuan for a few years, but he knows how to make money. Gambling shops and brothels can be used for money. I don't know how he started last month. Opened this pastry shop again. On the day of Laba, Mrs. Dai Wang went to the pharmacy next door to get medicine for her mother-in-law. Mao Renxing saw it and was entangled for several times. Later, the owner of the pharmacy came out to talk about it, and Mao Renxing settled down. Unexpectedly, she was insane, and chased Dai's family again, forcing Dai Wang to be killed. It's a pity that a filial woman..." Another person said.

"Such a lawless person can get away with it..." The person who asked the question had indignation in his tone.

"Master, behind Mao Renxing is not only Xie Guerrilla, but also Jingli Palace..." Another person expressed concern.

The person who spoke was the guest at the table facing the window behind Cao Yong.

But although he didn't see anyone, Cao Yong still guessed who it was after listening to the broken Shanxi dialect.

He was hesitating whether to say hello when he heard a "huh" from behind him.Immediately, someone whispered: "My lord, it's Mr. Jiang and Mr. Song from the Governor's Mansion..."

There was silence behind him, and then someone got up.

Not long after Cao Yong arrived in Zhili, the officialdom in Zhili knew that there were two celebrities around him.Even though Zhu Zhilian was the magistrate, he didn't dare to put on airs, so he could only take the initiative to come over to say hello.

Before he could speak, Cao Yong had already stood up.

"Supervisor..." Seeing Zhu Zhilian, he was busy to greet him, but was interrupted by Cao Yong with a smile: "Long time no see, Mr. Cang Yan, if it's cheap, can you find a place to talk?"

The murder case happened in Qingyuan City a few days ago, and Cao Yong also saw it mentioned in the official document below.But if he remembered correctly, what he saw was that the case had been closed and the perpetrator had been brought to justice.But according to what Zhu Zhilian said just now, the real culprit is someone else.

Cangyan is Zhu Zhilian's nickname, Cao Yong directly called him by his nickname, not his official title, so Zhu Zhilian changed his address, clasped his fists and said, "If Mr. Cao doesn't dislike it, please go down and have tea!"

Cao Yong nodded, Jiang Jian was pensive, but Song Hou frowned.

Knowing Cao Yong's identity, Zhu Zhilian went directly to the magistrate's office to invite him, which seemed to be an opportunity.Song Hou wanted to think that his boss was a shrewd master who didn't suffer any disadvantages, but he didn't know why he pushed the boat with the current and wanted to take this muddy water...

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Now the monthly ticket is double, double double, eagerly begging for a monthly ticket...

(End of this chapter)