Farmer’s Wife Has Magic Skills

  Chapter 330 330. Wide range of friends

  Chu Qingzhi came over, "You are all Tao Pengnan's family members, you should share his family property and make a living separately."

  Chu Qingzhi encountered a lot of unfair treatment when her cultivation base was low. It was because she was a girl, so she would be partial to girls.

   Tao Pengnan’s crime is not enough to confiscate his home. The gold he hid should be distributed to these family members, big and small. No one can say anything.

  A girl asked Chu Qingzhi, "Girl, we don't want to leave, the property is divided, can we continue to live in this house?"

  Chu Qingzhi said, "Of course, you are all his family members. There is no reason why the family members cannot live in the house after the head of the family dies. If you don't want to leave, you can stay at ease."

  Ge Lihua cast admiring gazes at Chu Qingzhi. If it were her, she wouldn't be able to be so domineering. She still has a lot to learn.

  The girls listened to Chu Qingzhi's loud voice, believed her for no reason, calmed down, and saluted her in unison, "Thank you girls."

  Chu Qingzhi nodded, "Everyone go back to rest first, and I will give you an explanation when the case is concluded. During this period, everyone should not leave the house casually."

   "Yes, we all listen to the girls." All the girls were blessed and left one by one.

   The rest of the work was left to the police officers. Chu Qingzhi and the others left the Tao Mansion and went home.

  The General's Mansion in Beijing.

  In the study, Tang Jinghong was fidgeting. He sent Chu Qingzhi more than 20 letters, but Chu Qingzhi didn't reply even once.

  His fingers resting on the desk slowly clenched, his heart sank again and again, his face was never calm, and he couldn't help but want to go back to Chu's Village immediately.

   "Qingzhi, what's wrong with you?"

  After midnight, if Qing Zhi didn't reply at midnight, he would go back to Chu's Village overnight.

  Chu Qingzhi returned home, immediately went back to her room, locked the door, waved her hand, and displayed all the letters Tang Jinghong sent to her. There were twenty-five sentences in total, and each sentence became more anxious.

  She quickly wrote back, "Jing Hong, I'm fine. There was a homicide in the county today. I went to help third brother investigate the case. I just got home. Don't worry."

  Tang Jinghong has never passed seconds like this. Just when he got up to go back to Chu’s Village, a message from Chu Qingzhi arrived, “Jinghong…”

  When Tang Jinghong heard Chu Qingzhi's words, he immediately let go of his tight heart, his brows relaxed, the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming, and all negative emotions were gone.

  He sat back on the chair again, and suddenly discovered that Qing Zhi had influenced him far more than he had imagined.

  He asked concerned, "Qingzhi, what murder happened?"

  Chu Qingzhi briefly told Tang Jinghong about the case, and then focused on asking about the black market and Mr. Lu.

  After hearing this, Tang Jinghong was silent for a while and said, "The black market is in a valley on the outskirts of Beijing. I know where it is. Mr. Lu is my...brother."

  Chu Qingzhi, "..."

  Jing Hong's friendship is a bit broad!

   Closer to home, Chu Qingzhi asked, "Jing Hong, do you know what "cloud" means?"

  Tang Jinghong was slightly taken aback, "Yun? You also tracked down Yun?"

  Chu Qingzhi asked puzzled, "What do you mean? Are you also investigating the case?"

  Tang Jinghong said, "I was investigating the case of buying and selling official positions in the Minister of the Ministry of War. I thought it was very simple, but as I investigated, I found that things became more and more complicated. It seems that there is a conspiracy slowly brewing."

  Chu Qingzhi said, "I also have this feeling, and this conspiracy also involves Dong Ling..."

   Tang Jinghong had a bad premonition in his heart, "Something might happen to Dongling."

  Chu Qingzhi said with concern, "Jinghong, Dongling is too far away, so I can't take care of that much. The main reason is that you are in the capital now, and there are the most open and hidden arrows, so you must be careful."

   Tang Jinghong felt warm in his heart, and smiled, "I know, you too. By the way, Qing Zhi, I have already bought the house, and it went smoothly."

So fast? Chu Qingzhi was happy, "Jing Hong, I will ask Lao Ying to bring you some food tomorrow, thank you." After buying the house so quickly, Jing Hong must have gone to help her with errands immediately.

   "Okay." Tang Jinghong couldn't help looking forward to it, he paused and said, "Qing Zhi, it's late, you go to bed first, we'll talk about it tomorrow if you have anything to do."

   "I'll go to bed right away, and you should go to bed too." Chu Qingzhi felt sorry for Tang Jinghong who had waited for her for so long, and immediately agreed.

"good."

  Chu Qingzhi didn't sleep, she sat on a chair, took a pen and paper to write a food festival planning book.

  A case is a case, and her business is a business, without affecting each other and without delay.

  …

morning.

  Chu Qingzhi prepared a Western-style breakfast for everyone, grilled sausage, sandwiches, milk, and biscuits.

   Scrambled eggs are sandwiched between two slices of bread, fried chicken breast, green vegetables, and cut into triangles. It is a very simple sandwich.

  Everyone gathered around the table, looking at the exquisite breakfast, wondering what to eat.

  Wu Yaqing stretched out her hand to grab it, but retracted it again, afraid of making a fool of herself, "Qing Zhi, eat and watch, let's learn from it, we've never eaten before."

  Chu Qingzhi smiled, first took a bite of the sandwich, then took a bite of the sausage, and finally took a sip of milk.

   "This is milk. I have processed it. It has no fishy smell. Drinking it is good for your health, both adults and children. If you are really not used to drinking it, you can drink porridge. There is it in the kitchen."

  Chu Qingzhi thought to herself, this is pure milk, and it is buffalo milk, both in terms of nutrition and taste, it is better than other milks.

  Chu Xuyao ​​was the first to drink it. Unexpectedly, the milk flavor was very strong, overpowering the fishy smell, with a slightly sweet taste, "Fifth sister, it's delicious."

  Chu Xuyuan also took it up to drink, it was still hot, a little sweet, and full of milk flavor, "It smells so good, mom and dad, please try it quickly."

Li Qingyu and Chu Rong have never thought that milk can be drunk by humans. It is for cows, and at worst it is for animals that suckle milk. It is the first time they have heard of it, but this is what Qing Zhi prepared for them. Yes, no matter what, you have to drink.

  Grandpa Chu and Grandma Chu accepted it very much. They escaped the famine when they were young. The reason why this village has different surnames is that some people who fled the famine established it.

  Eating tree bark, eating grass roots, eating yellow mud, he is short of eating people. Of course, he drank milk, but only once.

  Wu Yaqing trusted Chu Qingzhi very much, seeing that Chu Qingzhi drank, she took a sip too.

  In her impression, milk is for bathing people. She didn’t think it was edible, but after taking a sip, she was immediately conquered. It was fragrant and sweet. “I didn’t expect milk to taste so good.”

  Chu Qingzhi smiled and said, "Milk can beautify the skin, and it's better for girls."

  Chu Qingyan heard that she could become more beautiful, and immediately drank half a bowl, "Fifth Sister, you are right, I will drink a bowl of milk every day from now on."

  Chu Qingzhi touched Chu Qingyan's head, "You love beauty so much, but you can learn how to make rouge and gouache, and learn how to repair your appearance. With your obsession with beauty, you will definitely be able to make a name for yourself."

  The term makeup is too modern, she uses contouring instead.

  Chu Qingyan was very interested when she heard about becoming beautiful, "Fifth sister, I know rouge and gouache. What is contouring? Can it make people beautiful?"

  (end of this chapter)