Transmigrated Into Farmer's Family

Thinking of this, the people can't help but thank the doctor, the magistrate and the doctors from the bottom of their hearts

If these people had not spared no effort to help them, they would not have survived. The people had nothing to show, but they all kept this kindness in mind.

A blessing in disguise, Shi Jun's prestige in Fanzhou city has reached an unprecedented height, which can't be matched by any previous county magistrate.

But the crisis has not been lifted. Don't forget that so far, there are still hundreds of people running outside.

Duanmu pointed out: "Qin Ying should be dying, but the google sect may have a way to save her. It doesn't matter. What's more, it's just three minions. You haven't caught her for so long. It's useless!"

In the face of Duanmu Xiang's disdain, they couldn't refute it.

Li Changting is also tracking down the whereabouts of Baidu sect these two days. Unfortunately, no one is found everywhere.

"It is estimated that there is only one possibility. Situ Xiao's people hid the two remaining evils." Li Changting road.

Hu Ling frowned: "is situ Xiao sick? He colludes with Baidu sect. What does he want to do with Baidu sect?"

Duanmu ring: "I always thought that there should be a stronghold of Baidu sect that we didn't find. These minions are now making such a mess by using the poison techniques left by Baidu sect. It's estimated that those Baidu sect elders will be very happy."

Duanmu ring's tone is sarcastic.

Li Changting: "with the help of situ Xiao's people, it's more difficult for us to catch them, but relatively, it's easier to find situ Xiao's people."

Hu Ling nodded approvingly: "you're right. They're gathered together, which is convenient for us to catch up."

Xu Qing suddenly asked, "it's said that Shi Jun didn't have a lot of food and property, and he plans to give some subsidies to those poisoned people?"

Hu Lingying said: "yes, although the people are all right, the loss of their body is inevitable. Shi Jun plans to distribute some grain and silver to these people. After all, rice will be harvested at the end of the month. If the people can't keep up, it will inevitably affect the harvest of the first season of rice and the sowing of the second season of rice."

Xu Qing nodded: "it's so good."

So the people who got the news happily went to the Yamen to line up for the subsidy, and those who did not have the subsidy were not very envious. After all, they had already got rich rewards when they took care of the patients.

The meaning of the county magistrate is that a few days before the summer harvest, we need to mend our bodies quickly.

with spare money in our hands, and the prices of shops in the city have become friendly to the people, we can't help but start buying.

Although we haven't caught the people of Baidu gate yet, the crisis in the city has been relieved, and the gate has no reason to close again. After all, the common people want to live.

The city gate is open and has its advantages. If you don't give it any advantages, how can a mouse take the bait.

Hu Yi takes people to check people in and out of the gate, and many people of Li Changting lurk around the gate, looking for suspicious people in the crowd.

Tomorrow is the day to go to the market. Xu Qing is in the space to prepare for the things to be sold tomorrow. Li Changting is going to arrest people tonight. If these last serious troubles can be solved, Xu Qing can go out to set up a stall tomorrow morning.

It's night.

Li Changting, duanmuxiang and Hu Ling quietly come to the back lane of a teahouse.

They turned over the whole city of Fanzhou and found that the teahouse had purchased a lot of food half a month ago. At that time, the owner of the teahouse was Gao Shen, but he quickly sold it to a mysterious businessman.

Nowadays, there is little business in the teahouse. This teahouse is located in a remote area. It used to be a place for the gentry to have fun. There are many houses in the backyard, and many young people have been raised.

Later, the teahouse was sold, and these houses were all vacant. Now, the number of rooms with candlelight inside is obviously not equal to the number of teahouses themselves.

A party ambushed around the teahouse, and soon the people in the teahouse noticed something strange.

Seeing the familiar people rushing out, Hu Ling starts to smile and rushes over with a sword.

In the middle of the night, Li Changting and Duanmu Xiang bring back good news. Tomorrow, Xu Qing can set up a stall happily.

Xu Qing cooked two large pots of curry this time. The curry is good. It's nutritious with vegetables and meat. It's very simple.

But this time she didn't have standard rice, and the rice in her family couldn't help being consumed by so many people.

Xu Qing wrote a sign to remind guests that they can go to zuixianlou opposite to buy rice, or buy a bowl of noodles without soup at the noodle stand next door, or bring their own rice, and then come back to her to buy a curry.

A curry is two tablespoons, and a bowl of rice or noodles is just right.

Also saved the effort of washing dishes, Xu Qing can't help but praise his wit.

In the end, Xu Qing's suggestion is that the guests bring their own rice, noodles or empty bowls. Anyway, a curry is two spoons. As for the guests, they can eat whatever they want.Because of Xu Qing, the noodle stall next door is doing better business than ever before. The boss and the landlady look at Xu Qing with gratitude in their eyes.

There is nothing left of curry in the two pots. If it were not for the limited supply of pastries, it would have been sold out.

An hour later, Xu Qing closed the stall. She took the money she had just earned to the grain shop and medicine shop, and purchased a lot of high-quality spices.

After removing the expensive cost, Xu Qing finally made a small profit of about ten Liang silver, which he thought was not bad.

Next, inside and outside Fanzhou City, there was a rush to collect. Even some big families went to work by themselves, and the labor cost was very high these days. What's more, every family was busy farming.

In the scorching sun, many people can be seen harvesting rice in the suburbs, farms and villages.

After the hard days like natural disasters, no one complained about it any more.

After harvesting rice, there is a smell of drying rice everywhere in the city. When the golden rice is spread on the bamboo mat, it feels like broken gold.

Now many shops are closed to work in the fields or help relatives and friends. Anyway, there is no business at this time. At present, there are only grain shops, medicine shops, blacksmith shops and so on.

Even zuixianlou has suspended the supply of pastries, and shopkeeper Gu has given all the cooks a holiday. Now the restaurant is basically half closed.

Xu Qing had nothing to do, so he got bored.

It's the end of July now. It's time for people from Dongfeng Village to come here to exchange poultry.