Chapter 4 Governor of Overseas Studies

Here first, let's press what Qi Zhankui and Zhang Shuting said, and don't mention whether Zhang Shuting wants to wade into this pool of troubled waters.

Besides, the new governor Wang Qintang, although he rode a donkey to take office, this person is by no means idle. Before coming to Ansu, he served as the governor of Huating County, Shanghai. Not only did he be the governor of Shanghai Huating, but before he became the governor of Shanghai Huating, he also studied in Japan, not only studied in Japan, but also was a former Qing Jinshi, and won the weight of the head of Fanyang Dao, which is also the reason why the Fanyang Provincial Office notified the Ansu County Office early that all staff should be dispatched to welcome the new governor.

But at the beginning, where did the officials of the Ansu County Public Office know this, seeing the governor and riding a donkey alone to take office, they couldn't help crying and laughing. You know, at this time it was still the autumn of 1912, and the Republic of China was only more than half a year after the founding of the Republic of China, but at this time, Ansu Jing had two governors, the first and the last governor of Ansu County in the Qing Dynasty. However, more than three months after the founding of the Republic of China, even an Ansu parliament was not organized, so it was simply dismissed from office; The second governor's surname is Li, and he was born in the army, he loves to ride horses in the team, and he also loves to ride horses after retiring from the team. It's also because more than three months have passed, either finding fault with the cook Lao Zhao, or thinking that the rice is light or salty, or picking the fault of Lao Chu, who is a miscellaneous servant, and thinks that he is either feeding the horse thinner and thinner, or feeding the horse more and more lazy. It was precisely because he only paid attention to the eating and drinking of himself and the horses, and did not bother to sort out the county government and pay attention to the people of the world, so that the people of Ansu County could not see any new policy measures, and they were dismissed by the newly established parliament and left. The third governor doesn't like to sit in a sedan chair or ride a horse, but it looks like he doesn't look like he is three or four, I'm afraid he won't stay in this Ansu realm for a long time, and he will be like the first Lao Zeng and the second Lao Li.

It is precisely because people are not very optimistic about this third new governor that they do not know when he will leave. Even the cook Lao Zhao and the handyman Lao Chu began to slack off. Cook Lao Zhao originally prepared a bowl of braised pork for the new governor at noon that day, five fires, and the other officials all ate cabbage stewed vermicelli, three fires per person. Due to the arrival of the new governor, there is an extra piece of braised pork in each bowl of this meal. But because he was not optimistic about the new governor, he also made his own opinion, and returned a bowl of braised pork specially prepared for the new governor to the pot, and finally only sent a bowl of cabbage stewed vermicelli with only two pieces of braised pork to the new governor, and three fires. The miscellaneous servant Lao Chu poured two more pieces of braised pork into his bowl, and he could only eat three fires, but this meal he ate five.

When Lao Chu, a handyman, saw Lao Zhao like this, he was going to clean up the new governor's residence and put a new bedding on it, but at this time, he also began to be so-so, and the new bedding was not ready to be purchased.

Wang Qintang didn't seem to be aware of all this. After chatting with a few old men at the door for a while, he came to the kitchen of the county office, and ate a meal of cabbage stewed vermicelli and three fires with everyone, and did not rest, so that the big guy should do what he should do in the afternoon. I didn't let anyone accompany me, wiped my mouth, and went straight out of the county office and came south.

Wang Qintang walked south, looked along the street, and saw both sides of the street in Ansu City, shops, jewelry shops, money and grain stores, grocery stores, cloth shops, butcher shops, and medicine shops...... One family is next to another, and then look at the city street paved with stone slabs that is not wide, and the city is noisy with traffic, and merchants from the south to the north are bustling with each other. Wang Qintang couldn't help nodding secretly, it was really worthy of the north-south thoroughfare, and businessmen gathered in important places. This scene has also been seen after entering the city in the morning.

It's just that no one knows at this time that Wang Qintang is walking south and going to a place. This place, as early as a few days ago, he noticed it when he looked through the "Kifu Tongzhi" and the local county chronicles of Ansu. Among them, there is such a record in the "Kifu Tongzhi": it is said that Ansu County has been famous for winemaking since ancient times, and the quality of wine is well known. In particular, "Runquanyong Burning Pot Liquor is famous for its 'pure wine quality and pleasant aroma', and it is exported to Beijing and Tianjin, and buyers are flocking. He was very impressed.

But what impressed him more was the two days at the Baoding Fanyang Provincial Office. From Handan's hometown to Ansu to take up his post, the first stop was to report to the Baoding Fanyang Provincial Bureau, Fan Yang Daoshou picked up the wind for him the day before yesterday, and drank the wine of Runquanyong Pot, last night, Lao Qiao saw him off again, and drank the same wine of Runquanyong Pot. One after another sent two wines, Lao Qiao just pointed to the wine in the cup and said to him:

"This wine is the wine produced by the last one in Ansu County where you are about to take up your post called Runquanyong Burning Pot."

Wang Qintang doesn't know much about wine, whether it's good or not, he can't drink it. But he knew that the wine that Lao Qiao drank must not be wrong, not only could it not be wrong, but he also made a note of what Lao Qiao said. Just this morning, just after entering the south city gate, I saw many large and small cars parked in front of the first shop on the left, lined up with a long cart of mules and horses, and then look at these large and small cars, or pull all kinds of pottery altars or rattan baskets, or simply empty carriages, but it is very lively. Also because of curiosity, Wang Qintang couldn't help but let the donkey stop, looked up at the shop, and saw that there was a jade plaque inlaid between the blue brick flower wall carved with a large group of flower patterns above the store, and there were three vigorous and powerful characters written on the plaque: "Runquanyong".

It was also the first time to come to Ansu, Wang Qintang obviously didn't know that the Runquanyong pot contained in the original chronicle was here, or rather, Lao Qiao's wine was originally produced here. At that time, my heart moved. When I inquired and came to the county office, I found that the county office was not far from this famous pot, and my heart moved again. For a while, I decided to come and see for myself in the afternoon.

Along the city street to the south, I saw that the effort was not much, and Wang Qintang came to the front of the Runquanyong pot shop again. At this time, look at the shop hall, there are seven or eight guys, carrying the pottery altar in and out of the house, although it is late autumn, the weather is cold, but see that they are all sweating profusely, or simply bare-chested, the wine carried out of the pottery altar is poured directly into the pottery altar or rattan basket of the front vehicle, or simply tie the pottery altar directly to the front of the vehicle, and then, take a small sign handed over by the owner, hand it over to a square table at the entrance of the store, and then shout casually:

"Zhang Zhuang's wine is clear!"

Or shout:

"Liang Gezhuang Liang Baoliang's wine is clear!"

or

"Shi Gezhuang Shi Bizi's wine is clear, and he owes a mouthful of pottery altar!"

After looking at the square table, a bald man sat down, wearing a black cloth robe, and saw the guy hand over the cards in his hand to him, while "crackling" the abacus beads, and while sketching on a piece of rice paper, he also shouted,

"Zhang Zhuang's wine is clear!"

Or:

"Liang Gezhuang Liang Baoliang's wine is clear!"

Or:

"Shi Gezhuang Shi Bizi's wine is clear, and he owes a mouthful of pottery altar!"

This kind of scene has been going south and north for many years, and it is the second time he has seen it. The first time was in the morning, and of course it was here. Looking at the bald man in a black robe in front of the square table, Wang Qintang thought that it was not the shopkeeper of this pot-burning shop, but probably the owner. Wang Qintang's purpose here is also to get to know them as soon as possible, so as to prepare for the next step of implementing his plan of "rejuvenating the county through industry". So, a few steps forward, but to inquire, it turned out that this bald man in a long shirt was not the shopkeeper of Runquanyong Pot, nor the proprietor, but the grandson of the big guy in the pot shop.

At this time, Zhang Shuting, the proprietor of Runquanyong's pot, was in the dimly lit tavern in Xiaoqizhuang, Rongcheng, drinking and waiting for the person he was looking for to wake up from a drunken dream.