Ma Shihuai: "As long as there are no more than three prefectures and counties, there is no need to report it." ”

After getting an accurate answer, Jiang Tian hurriedly borrowed the map from his master.

The closest grain producing areas to the Imperial City are Dongcheng County, Nanguan County, and Qingmen County......

I love to listen to stories......

After a round of screening, Jiang Tian finally circled Nanguan County and its surrounding Chenguang County and Shitian County.

"Thank you, Lord Ma, please stay." After Jiang Tian finished speaking, he turned around and walked away.

It didn't take long for the proclamation to be delivered. Jiang Tian originally thought that he would have to wait a few days.

I didn't think that three days later, there was really a young young master surnamed Zheng who found him outside the palace.

As soon as Jiang Tian heard that someone was really coming, he hurriedly went outside to greet him.

When Donglu Ziheng received the news, Jiang Tian had already seen the son.

"You are Jiang Tian, the owner of the Jiang family's teahouse?" The other party is a young man, about 15 or 6 years old.

The facial features are ordinary, the complexion is white, and the only thing that people can never forget at a glance is the smart eyes.

It's like being able to talk.

Without waiting for Jiang Tian to react.

Zheng Cong asked excitedly again, "Are you really Mr. Jiang?" ”

"Don't dare to take the word sir, Young Master Zheng, we are the same age, if you don't dislike it, just call me Jiang Tian."

It wasn't until he heard the exact answer that he jumped on the spot twice more excitedly.

When Jiang Tian noticed that something was wrong with him.

Hot tears fell down his eyes.

After a crisp bang, he was already kneeling in front of Jiang Tian, "Mr. Jiang, please accept the disciple's worship—"

This sudden bow directly scared Jiang Tian.

What the heck!

At a young age, Mo is not a fool.

I heard a lot of people pointing in this direction.

She hurriedly bent down to help him up.

Zheng Cong burst into tears the moment he was touched by Jiang Tian.

"Ahhh......hh

His howl made Jiang Tian quite embarrassed.

"That, Young Master Zheng, hurry up! Young Master Zheng—" Jiang Tian bent over and tried to pull his hand away.

But the kid simply hugged her thighs violently.

Donglu Ziheng rushed out to see this scene.

Immediately fry the hair.

Fiercely walked over.

Just when Mo Yang thought that he would pull out nine sections to whip people, he didn't want him to bow to Zheng Gongzi who was still crying.

Zheng Cong looked at him with tears in his eyes, and saw the dark lines on his face and the blood red in his eyes at a glance.

Hurriedly saluted him, "Zheng Cong, the grass people, pay a visit to the prince." ”

"Lord Wang, Young Master Zheng, why don't we go into the house and talk!" Jiang Tian smiled reluctantly, she vaguely smelled the murderous aura coming from Dong Lu Ziheng's body.

Inevitably, Dong Lu Ziheng was in a bad mood and killed people indiscriminately, so she immediately invited Zheng Cong into the house.

Donglu Ziheng wanted to follow Jiang Tian and them into the house and be found out by Mo Yang.

"Lord Wang, there are still a lot of accounts in Yecheng that you need to check clearly. You please. Mo Yang showed a bit of rare coercion.

He knew that the prince was just in good health, so he couldn't work so hard.

The emperor doesn't care about his physical condition.

The six Shangshu are still waiting for their ledgers.

This matter cannot be delayed any longer.

"Jiang Tian, Young Master Zheng, you talk slowly, I and the prince will leave first, so I won't bother you."

Until you hear footsteps and walk away.

Jiang Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Later, she had the contents of her house taken to the study.

"Young Master Zheng, this is 300,000 taels of silver tickets and 50 scripts, you can take it. Thank you for sending so many rice, noodles, meat and dishes, and I thank you for the people in the palace......"

With so much rice noodles. Enough for them to give a portion to the poor people in the vicinity.

It is enough for them to stay up in the Qiwang Mansion for more than half a year.

"Uh-huh." Zheng Cong listened carefully to Jiang Tian saying words of thanks.

But he never took his eyes off the words in the box itself.

"Zheng Gongzi, Zheng Gongzi." Jiang Tian called him twice and saw that he finally came back to his senses.

The moment I got up, my knee hit the corner of the table.

I screamed in pain.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, you can see you laugh." Zheng Cong said with some embarrassment.

Jiang Tian saw that he was a little embarrassed, and took the initiative to pour him a cup of tea.

After Zheng Cong drank half a sip, he finally mustered up the courage to say that he didn't want 300,000 taels of silver, and wanted Jiang Tian to give him another 50 short story books.

As soon as this remark came out.

Everyone in the room was dumbfounded.

Jiang Tian's words are very wonderful.

However, no matter how expensive fifty scripts are, they can't be equal to 300,000 taels of silver.

Seeing that Jiang Tian was silent, Young Master Zheng was so nervous that he asked carefully, "If Mr. feels embarrassed, 40 scripts can be used." ”

"40 scripts!" Jiang Tian looked up at him.

The puzzled eyes fell on Young Master Zheng's eyes, and there was something else.

"Or 30 copies?!" He then changed his tune.

"No!" Jiang Tian stood up suddenly, "Young Master Zheng, you must accept the 300,000 taels of silver, if you like the script I wrote, I will give you another 50 copies for free." The moment Jiang Tian threw out these words, a golden light popped out of Young Master Zheng's eyes.

Later, Young Master Zheng was arranged to live in the east wing.

As soon as he entered the house, he eagerly began to read the script.

Connected to the leaves called him several times.

He didn't even hear it.

"Is it that pretty?" For the last time, Jiang Tian went into the house to urge by himself.

See him reading a short martial arts novel.

He asked.

"It's beautiful, it's super interesting." He lay on the bed and flipped the pages, and without turning to see who it was, he opened his mouth to say something.

After finishing speaking, I felt that the voice sounded familiar.

turned his head and saw that it was Jiang Tian himself.

When I brushed the floor, my face immediately turned red.

"That Mr. Jiang, I, I-" He stumbled to explain.

But I couldn't find what to say for a while.

In the end, I was so nervous that I was sweating on my forehead.

"Young Master Zheng, I'll get the food ready, let's go eat!"

"Really? Mr. Jiang is so happy to hear that your cooking skills are the best in the world. Can I really eat it? I'll definitely be able to eat two more bowls of rice later......"

In the distance, Donglu Ziheng saw Zheng Cong around Jiang Tian like a headless fly, calling non-stop.

A look of displeasure rose between his eyebrows.

Mo Yang saw him show such a terrifying expression again.

When two sentences are being reminded.

Donglu Ziheng chased after him quickly.

"Jiang Tian, what did you cook for me today?" Suddenly hearing Donglu Ziheng speak in a soft voice, Jiang Tian thought he had heard it wrong, and looked at him puzzled.

Recently, there hasn't been much food in the house.

They drink rice porridge every day.

What is he looking forward to doing now?

"Wow, ham and rice porridge, fragrant, so fragrant......" Zheng Cong is from Chenguang County, which is almost a day away from the imperial city.

At the beginning of the chicken plague outbreak, he realized something was wrong.

I hoarded a lot of rice, noodles, vegetables, meat, oil and so on.

He had seen the notice just two days earlier.

After seeing the words "Qiwangfu", I saw that it was Jiang Tian himself who issued the notice.

Without saying a word, he asked the people in the house to prepare food.

I was in a bit of a hurry, and I forgot to take the dried fish.

However, this rice porridge cooked with bacon jerky tastes really good.