The County Magistrate is Not Slag Very A

    "You little conscience, you ran out for so long before you came back, and even sent Zun Dashen back, my mother is really fed up."

    Song Boxue knew that the great **** was Jiang Fanyin's father, Jiang Zhifu.

    She looked slightly stiff, walked over and pinched Song's shoulder intimately: "Mom, tell me, is Uncle Jiang still used to living here?"

    How to forget this.

    When she thought of seeing her father-in-law, Song Boxue was still a little nervous. She hoped that Jiang Zhifu would be easy to get along with, otherwise...or she would stay away.

    Song Shi was angry when he mentioned Jiang Zhifu: "That old stubborn old man who eats the ancients is fine, the one who eats spicy food, just heard that you came back, so he sent me here to look for you, saying that he would let you You go and see his father-in-law, I bah, we won't go, mad at him."

    "Mother, you've worked hard. Just wait until Sister Jiang comes back. Let's go see Uncle Jiang together. I need your help later." Song Boxue pushed Mrs. Song out of the yard , she still has a lot of things to do today.

    However, it is also appropriate to visit Jiang Zhifu first, after all, he is Jiang Fanyin's father.

    Song Shi patted Song Boxue's hand, and said angrily: "Okay, I will coax me, just in time to bring breakfast to the old stubborn, one day the old lady has to starve him to finish his work, one by one Don't worry."

    It wasn't until Song Boxue met Jiang Zhifu and how he got along with Song that he understood where Song's resentment came from.

    I saw Mr. Song carrying the food box and put it on the table, and said impatiently: "I added soup today, and this meal is two taels of silver."

    There was no expression on Jiang Zhifu's face, he glanced at Song Boxue, then skillfully took out the money and put it on the table, calmly opened the food box and started to eat.

    Song Boxue took a look at the Song family, what's the situation, why did you put away the money after a meal?

    It's so expensive!

    Song Shi laughed: "Jiang Zhifu said that he doesn't eat the food he comes, and he pays us three meals a day. This dead camel is bigger than a horse, and he is rich."

    "Then this dress..."

    Song Boxue's eyes were weird, because the clothes Jiang Zhifu was wearing didn't fit well, it looked a little short, and when he was wearing it on his already thin body, it became more and more skinny.

    Song sternly said: "I don't know what size he wears, old lady. Since we agreed to take money to do things, the money must be collected. As for whether things can be done well, it is up to God. "

    The future is a family, and we can't let outsiders make money.

    Song Boxue: “…”

    She now knows what Jiang Fanyin stuffed Jiang Zhifu in the carriage at that time, at least a lot of money, otherwise she would have the confidence to spend so much.

    Jiang Zhifu saw Song Boxue calling his uncle, and then he stomped here like a fool, and couldn't help but raised his eyebrows: "How is Yin'er in the city?"

     "Don't worry, uncle, sister Jiang is all right."

    Listening to Song Boxue calling her daughter "Sister", Jiang Zhifu narrowed his eyebrows, but he still held back what he wanted to preach.

    When he woke up, he was already in Pingchuan County. According to what he knew about his daughter, he found a bank note and a letter in his pocket.

    The letter explained the cause and effect, and finally the daughter's exhortation: Dad, Bo Xue and I are already married, and my daughter will not marry him in this life.

     Jiang Zhifu thought of this, and looked at Song Boxue with a bit of disgust in his eyes, what a good life to wait, it sounds like a threat, a good daughter now knows that her elbow is turned out, it's all this The boy coaxed.

    It is hateful, really hateful, to dare to marry her daughter without getting married.

    With dissatisfaction in her heart, Jiang Zhifu's tone rushed: "I won't pay for the meal in the future, I hope you are a good son-in-law."

    This mother and son are both petty, and only have gold and silver in their eyes.

    He said that if you give money, the Song family really dares to take it, and it is unreasonable to charge so much.

    Song Boxue hurriedly came down: "Yes, yes, you should eat first, uncle, my mother and I have something to do, so I won't bother."

    As she spoke, she pulled Song shi's arm and walked out, for fear that Song shi would say something inappropriate.

    Jiang Zhifu saw it in his eyes, shook his head and sighed again, such a big person, how to be dragged and dragged with his mother.

    Song Boxue really has something to do and needs Song's help.

    On this day, the young county magistrate did not go to the ya, but worked in the kitchen of the back ya all day.

    The next morning, Song Boxue put on his official uniform and left the yamen with a wooden cart pushing a stove-like thing.

    Gao Zhilan followed, frowning: "Are you sure you want to dress like this and go to the city gate to pick up bamboo?"

    Mysterious, I don't know what medicine is sold in the gourd.

    Song Boxue rolled up the cyan sleeves of the official uniform and pushed the wooden cart steadily; "Master Gao Xiaohou is optimistic, this official will let you see what advertising effect is today. ."

    The most important thing to advertise is to have content with a distinct personality and to stand out from the crowd.

    For example, the county magistrate of Qipin sells sweet potatoes.

    "Advertising effect?"

    When she came to the gate of the city, Song Boxue's dark blue official uniform was particularly conspicuous, and some people even knelt down and saluted her.

    Song Boxue waved his hand and motioned for everyone to get up: "I won't be sitting in the hall today, you don't need to be more polite, this official is here to do business, if everyone appreciates your face, please join us a lot."

    She wears an official hat, her hair is neatly combed back, the corner of her mouth is slightly smiling, and her eyes are full of energy, which adds a little bit of youthful spirit to her already handsome appearance.

    Such a young and good-looking county magistrate made the onlookers less cautious, and more and more people came over, wondering what business the county magistrate was going to do.

    Song Boxue set up the iron stove that he had made in a hurry yesterday, gently lifted the hood, and a strong fragrance of sweet potatoes came out.

    Everyone's eyes widened to look inside the stove, staring at Song Boxue's movements.

    Song Boxue took out a long wooden clip, took out all the sweet potatoes that had been baked in the stove, and put the raw sweet potatoes in and continued to bake.

    She glanced at everyone and smiled: "This thing is called sweet potato, and this method of roasting with fire is called roasted sweet potato as the name suggests. It tastes soft and sweet, and can satisfy hunger, and the price is cheap. , for only two cents apiece."

    The size of these wild sweet potatoes is too small, one is only the size of a fist, she specially selected some large and even, so the price cannot be sold too high.

    Roasted sweet potatoes? Two cents apiece? That is the money of a meat bun.

    Everyone looked at each other in dismay, but no one rushed to be the first.

    "Give me a taste." Seeing this, Gao Zhilan kindly became the first try.

    The main reason is that Song Boxue is too hateful. She tried so many roasts yesterday, but she didn't even let her eat any of them.

    Gao Zhilan was indignant and let her not eat it, but the mother and daughter ate enough, and in the end they were full of hiccups, really angry.

    She took out two cents and reached for a sweet potato.

    Song Boxue also wrapped sweet potatoes with dead leaves that she got from somewhere to prevent them from getting hot.

    Gao Zhilan remembered the scene he saw yesterday, and painted the gourd to peel a little skin, then blew it and took a bite.

    The onlookers stared at her action eagerly, smelling the tempting fragrance, and some people couldn't help handing the copper coins to Song Boxue.

    "Master County, I'll buy one."

    "The county magistrate, get me one."

    "Sir Song, get me another one."

    Not waiting for Gao Zhilan to make a speech, the sweet potatoes were sold out in a blink of an eye.

    Song Boxue deliberately kept one and looked at the city gate.

    With the sound of gongs and drums, a gorgeous sedan chair entered the city at this time, followed by a long team of guards and servants.

    In the front, someone held a flag and wrote: Princess Pingyuan.

    The team stopped in front of Song Boxue, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and Zhu Zhu stepped down with graceful posture and luxurious makeup.

    It's completely different from the usual dangling appearance.

    "Why are there so many people here."

    "Song Boxue, the lower official, pays respects to Her Royal Highness the Princess."

    "Meet Her Royal Highness..."

    As Song Boxue knelt down, the people who were stunned also knelt down and bowed.

    This is Her Royal Highness!

    "No gift, what is this, why has this palace never seen it before?" Zhu Zhu couldn't help but glance at Gao Zhilan, and then his eyes fell on the iron stove in front of Song Boxue, according to the pre-arrangement Go on well.

    "Princess Hui, this is an oven, it's used for roasting sweet potatoes." Song Boxue got up and introduced, with a respectful tone.

    "What is a sweet potato?"

    "This is one of the two specialties of Pingchuan County. How about the princess?"

    Zhu Zhu glanced at the guard beside him, the guard stepped forward, carefully pierced it with a silver needle, broke it apart and tried a bite before handing it to Zhu Zhu.

    Zhu Zhu put his face up, took two bites slowly, and then his eyes lit up.

    Fuck, is this the muddy red bump?

    It's too delicious, I really want to eat it all in one bite, this Song Boxue is not authentic, so I gave it to her at this time.

    Zhu Zhu felt dark in his heart, barely remembered that he still had business to do, and after taking two bites, he reluctantly stopped: "The taste is good, Master Song said that this is one of the two specialties of Pingchuan County? I don't know what is another specialty of Pingchuan County?"

    "Pine."

    "Pine? What do you mean?"

    Song Boxue explained calmly: "Pine trees are evergreen and are auspicious trees. They are most suitable to be planted in front of the tombs of ancestors. The meaning of Lu can be shaded for future generations, so Pingchuan County is full of pine trees."

    This is what she made up early in the morning, and it is also the reason why she asked Gao Zhilan to call on the people to plant pine trees before going to Fucheng. It is also a fact that there are pine trees everywhere in Pingchuan County.

    The most important point is that the pine trees that can be seen everywhere are not common outside, and it is still a blank market, so it may become a business opportunity just by packaging it.

    Zhu Zhu nodded cooperatively after hearing this: "So it is, this is the first time I have heard such a statement when I am traveling around the world. That being the case, I will stay in Pingchuan County for a while. Bring some sweet potatoes and pine saplings back to Beijing."

    Song Boxue said: "It is reasonable to say that you should be filial to the princess, but these sweet potatoes and pine trees are the fruits of the hard work of the people of Pingchuan County.

    Zhu Zhu said lightly, "Sir Song has been thinking too much, this palace never takes advantage of the people."

    After saying that, she glanced at the guard beside her.

    The guards understood, and carried out the cash that had been cashed in advance, a large wooden box.

    The box opened, revealing neat rows of silver ingots.

    The onlookers took a breath of air. With so much money, they have never seen this scene in their entire lives.

    Song Boxue raised his hand to signal the yamen to carry the box back to the county yamen: "Xiaguan thanked Her Royal Highness the princess for the people of Pingchuan County."

    She took the people and knelt down.

    "No gift, these are just deposits. I have no money in this palace. Master Song can arrange it by himself."

    Zhu Zhu winked at Gao Zhilan, Gao Zhilan followed her, and the group returned to the county office first.

    It wasn't until the team was far away that Song Boxue stood up and pretended to be distressed: "This officer has a big deal this time, and the big talk is out. No one has planted the seeds, what if the princess is to blame?"

    In the crowd, the pre-arranged yamen, dressed in ordinary clothes, squeezed forward and said, "Sir, how do you plant these sweet potatoes, can we plant them?"

    Song Boxue raised her eyebrows and said with a happy expression: "Of course, sweet potato seeds are free to plant, and you don't have to worry about not being able to sell them. After all, the princess has paid the deposit. Even this oven is provided free of charge, and the official guarantees that the county government will cover it all, so everyone can plant it with confidence."

    As soon as these words came out, the people were in an uproar, and there was a great deed!

    Song Boxue waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "If you are interested, you can register with Li Xiucai, and the county government will also distribute official documents to villages and towns today. The special products are this pine tree and sweet potato, do you have the confidence to accompany this official to make the big words just now come back together, and put these two special products into reality."

    The ultimate goal of advertising is to induce participation.

    As soon as the people heard that they could receive seeds for free, the county magistrate also made a deal, and the princess paid a deposit. That's the princess.

    What else to worry about, done.

    "Be confident." The voice is loud and high.

    Song Boxue raised her eyebrows with a smile, and she's done. The next step is to expand external demand, and she is very good at this.

    When she returned to the county office, she ordered someone to return the money to Zhu Zhu.

    Unexpectedly, Zhu Zhu refused: "This palace will do what it says, this is the deposit, Master Song must prepare well, and even the capital will know about your two specialties in Pingchuan County. "

    Song Boxue smiled and accepted Zhu Zhu's kindness: "Okay, this official takes the place of Princess Xie Pingyuan, a citizen of Pingchuan County."

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