The Golden County Magistrate

The backyard of the county government office.

After a whole morning of hard work, Chen Yan lay on the bed, not wanting to move.

Lu Qing'er had packed her clothes and combed her hair, looking satisfied and energetic.

Chen Yan finally understood why they say that the more land is cultivated, the better.

The key is that you are using a cow that is a bit useless for cultivating the land.

"I'll serve lunch to you, sir."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan suddenly had the urge to get out his cigarette. At this time, if he could have a cigarette, it would be great.

But after thinking about it carefully, he had traveled to this world for so many years and had completely quit smoking, so it was better not to get out that thing.

Lu Qing'er brought the food over, and Chen Yan ate a few bites casually, and he recovered his spirits.

At this moment, a maid stood outside the door and called softly.

"Sir, Captain Zheng said it's done, let you go and see it."

Chen Yan's eyes lit up immediately, and he turned over and stood up.

"It's done!"

Seeing this, Lu Qing'er picked up the clothes on the ground, shook them gently, put them on Chen Yan, and tidied them up.

Chen Yan couldn't wait any longer, so he took Lu Qing'er's hand and walked out, saying, "Let's go, I'll take you to eat something delicious."

Lu Qing'er smiled lightly, "Is it really as delicious as you said, sir?"

Chen Yan thought for a moment, and said with a sly smile, "You've already eaten the most delicious things in the world."

Lu Qing'er was startled, and then her face turned slightly red. She pursed her lips subconsciously and glared at Chen Yan, "Sir, I'm talking about business."

Chen Yan stopped teasing Lu Qing'er and nodded, "It's delicious. For the people of Da Zhou, it may be the most delicious thing."

The county government of Da Zhou is divided into three parts. The front hall is naturally the court, which is usually where Chen Yan and a group of constables and yamen runners work.

Part of the backyard is Chen Yan's residence, and the other part is the Qingshan County's prison, which is supposed to be where prisoners are held.

However, there are not many prisoners in Qingshan County most of the time, so Chen Yan rebuilt the prison, leaving only a few prison cells, and the rest of the place was converted into a spacious and bright courtyard.

Usually, the constables and yamen runners live here.

Chen Yan and Lu Qing'er came to the prison courtyard, where there were already several constables surrounding them.

"Sir!"

Seeing Chen Yan, the constables saluted one after another.

Zheng Yan, the head of the police, turned around and said with an unhappy face: "Let me wait here day and night, while you are free and happy."

Chen Yan didn't care. Zheng Yan had a bad face for everyone, and he was used to it.

Her temper was indeed a bit bad, but she was still capable of doing things.

"Shouldn't the county magistrate be free and happy? Otherwise, who would be an official?" Chen Yan turned his head and looked at the other constables with a matter-of-fact expression, and asked, "Don't you think so?"

The constables in Qingshan County were already accustomed to similar quarrels, and no one was surprised.

"Tell me, what did you make us stay here for three days and three nights?"

Zheng Yan was too lazy to argue with Chen Yan, after all, he was her superior.

More importantly, although Chen Yan was unreliable and looked like a corrupt official, he actually did a lot for Qingshan County in recent years.

Qingshan County was also thriving under his leadership.

This was extremely rare in the Great Zhou Dynasty, which had just ended the war.

Chen Yan did not answer, but looked at the servants standing in the yard and asked the old man in the lead: "Uncle Xu, did you do it exactly as I told you?"

The man called Uncle Xu by Chen Yan was named Xu Tian. He was good at farming and was one of the few people in the county who knew how to make wine.

However, during the war, there was not enough food for people to eat, so there was naturally not much winemaking business, so they were idle.

"Don't worry, sir, I did it exactly as you told me. To be honest, you found the right person. Some of the steps to make this thing are somewhat similar to making wine."

Chen Yan nodded slightly. He asked Zheng Yan to find a winemaking master in the city to do this because some of the steps are similar to making wine.

"When there is more grain, you can also use this method to make wine. The wine you make is guaranteed to be much better than the wine of the current Great Zhou."

Xu Tian shook his head hurriedly, "I dare not spread your craftsmanship."

Chen Yan waved his hand, "Don't worry, I am not interested in making wine, but this method of making sugar must not be leaked. Otherwise, I will never let you off easily."

Everyone in the yard was shocked.

"Are you saying that those white particles are sugar?" Zheng Yan asked hurriedly, and seemed to feel that her question was not accurate enough, and added, "Sweet?"

Chen Yan smiled contemptuously and glanced at theZheng Yan.

His eyes stayed in front of Zheng Yan, which was like a wave. I thought that this female constable must not be able to see her toes when she lowered her head.

That's right, it's too big, so it's normal to have no brains.

Thinking about it, Chen Yan said unhappily: "Nonsense, of course sugar is sweet."

Da Zhou has raw sugar, Chen Yan has seen it, small yellow pieces, taste bitter and particularly unpalatable.

Fortunately, Da Zhou has wild sugarcane, which no one cares about at ordinary times, just right for making sugar.

"Sweeter than maltose?" Zheng Yan was skeptical.

Maltose is very expensive in Da Zhou nowadays, because maltose refining requires grain, and ordinary wealthy families can't afford it at all.

I'm afraid only the officials in the capital and the emperor of the palace can enjoy it.

"Besides, shouldn't sugar be light yellow? How come the sugar you make is as white as snowflakes."

Chen Yan chuckled and said nothing.

After all, he didn't know what the white sugar he made by distillation tasted like.

He walked forward and looked down at the white sugar in the bamboo tube.

It looked pretty good. It wasn't as crystal clear as the white sugar in his previous life, nor as delicate as the white sugar in his previous life, but the color was at least right, without any signs of yellowing. At least in terms of appearance, it was much better than the maltose of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Seeing this, Lu Qing'er handed over a spoon at the right time.

Chen Yan took a little out of the bamboo tube and put it in his mouth. A slight sweetness attached to the tip of his tongue, and soon, the white sugar melted in his mouth.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.