No, Fugui came to the local dart boss again today.

"Master, what else do the villages collect, we haven't heard that it costs money.

I directly asked the brothers to wait for the mountain goods at the bottom of the mountain, don't stand there stupidly like a log, leave a few people to guard the vehicle, and the rest of the people will go to cut the red and white willows.

Turn back and pull it back on the mountain goods, and send it to you, you can rest assured, the designation is done. ”

Song Fugui patted the shoulder of the boss of the dart bureau and said with a smile: "Then talk to the brothers, and when you are done with this battle, I will invite everyone to dinner." ”

"Oh, sir, then you really give them face, how can they deserve that blessing, isn't it just a fart to make some effort. But your lord, today, enjoy your face, don't be in a hurry. From the moment you entered the hospital, I let the Zhang Luo food in the house, the chickens were all killed, and the mushrooms were also soaked, so I left them to drink some, ah? ”

Song Fugui shook his hair, "No, I have to go and see how the house is built, and the things in my hands will be the same, let's change the day." ”

Fugui goes out and drives.

The reason why I came to specially instruct the preparation of red-haired willow and white-haired wicker slivers was for Fusheng's second brother Song Fuxi.

Fusheng said:

We can't be very expensive lion's mane mushrooms and matsutake mushrooms, a big bag of so out of the way.

What's the matter, good things don't look like they're worth much.

Get some red and white willow baskets, weave red and white flower baskets, and then put ordinary dried mushrooms in bags and sell them open.

Good mushrooms and our specialty linden tree ears should be packed in flower baskets.

After the ginseng is harvested and processed, it should be packed in a wooden box according to the age, grade, and roots. The box is wrapped in brocade, and the wooden box is engraved with the words Huining Changbai Mountain.

Even the most first-class ginseng should not only be used in a wooden box brocade, but in leather packaging, and a first-class ginseng should be carried in a small box.

To create a kind of to make all buyers and customers who are eager to buy think that Huining sells really rare and rare good things, buy the same as less, and buy such only Huining products.

Correspondingly, when the packaging comes up, the price will be increased.

Price increases aren't terrible.

Good stuff is like that, except for being expensive, there's nothing wrong with it.

Carry a packaging box out of the house, so that the buyer has a sense of superiority, the people can know by the outer packaging, whispering, this person is carrying the precious things of Changbai Mountain.

Fusheng described it like this, and Fugui understands.

This is equivalent to the examination baskets that Fusheng took when he took the exam, and those lifters were equipped with test baskets, good test baskets, and people had faces.

As long as the money is in place, not to mention the suitcase with ginseng, we can give you two reels for the buyer to pull all the way.

And this stall is engaged in packaging work, Song Fusheng plans to give his second brother Fuxi and let Fuxi pull up a team to earn this separate money.

But Song Fuxi is not very good at running these things.

Song Fugui thought that before the Fuxi people arrived in Huining, he would easily bring up the raw materials, including the wood for the ginseng, and it was best to transport them to save enough. In this way, as soon as the Fuxi people arrive, they only need to bring people to work with peace of mind.

Fugui went to run wood for Fuxi.

When he was hot, he didn't say a word when he arrived at the countryman's house, picked up the water scoop and scooped the water in the tank to drink, didn't care about washing his face with well water, sat on the small bench, took the dry food handed by the villager and ate it in three or two bites.

While swallowing the steamed buns, he instructed:

"Don't look at me for letting your village cut down trees, but don't cut down small trees.

Our county master, I went down a while ago and kept emphasizing one sentence.

Although it is important to make money, we must not forget the saying that the predecessors planted trees and the descendants enjoyed the shade. ”

After Fugui rushed back to the county from the countryside, it was already evening, and he didn't even return home, and ran to the city gate facing the official road of Huanglong Mansion, and pushed the door into a large courtyard.

This is an extremely spacious courtyard, and it is the Kuraba Ya that used to catch fire in Huining.

Since the fire, it has been abandoned as a ruined site.

It is estimated that the one in Renzhi County was also willing to use this excuse to build a new warehouse, because he could be reasonably greedy, and this place was completely thrown there.

The office buildings and warehouses that have not been burned down have been idle for several years and are very dilapidated.

This time, Song Fusheng plans to reactivate it, recruit people to return here, and use it for the Maxima Dart Bureau to raise mules.

The place is very big, Qian Peiying can't put the mountain goods there, and there are still some goods stored here.

In this matter, Grandpa and Mrs. Ma also followed Song Fusheng's ass and said:

You have the whole account alone, doesn't the Maxima fall on the name of wealth and prosperity to the outside world?

In the name of wealth and wealth, pay some rent money to the county government, and you can give it cheaper.

Let people say that you can't use public things for nothing.

If we want to be corrupt, we can't be greedy for that cheapness, right? There is no need to be pigtailed for three melons and two dates.

Since Song Fusheng became an official, his family has paid attention to it.

"Your lord."

"Your lord."

Fugui entered the courtyard and nodded as he began to check the progress, shouting to the craftsmen who were erecting tiles on the roof, faster.

The family is almost here, and a large number of wagons and horses are facing resettlement.

When I came to the backyard of the warehouse, more than 20 cauldrons were being set up in the open air, and the men were frying things bare-chested.

"Master, you're here. The small one will make you a bowl of freshly fried one, and I was about to tell you about it, and the small one smelled the fragrance of today's fire than the previous day, burnt and smelled. It's troublesome, the small ones are fried over high heat first, and then stir-fried over low heat. ”

"Oh? Make a bowl and I'll taste it. ”

Song Fugui drank nothing else, it was tea fried with the rhizome of his mother-in-law.

Mother-in-law Ding root, has the effect of clearing heat, detoxifying, cooling blood and reducing swelling.

Song Fusheng and Fugui said, let the words go out, collect some mother-in-law Ding Gen, let's fry a small amount and make some mother-in-law Ding Gen tea.

Every year in March, the imperial court would send commissioners to pass by here and take things to the nomadic market.

Do you know what the mutual market was called before?

It's called the Tea and Horse Market.

Listen to this name and you should know how short of tea there is, and exchange it for precious horses.

However, the big tea gardens that really produce tea in the south have not yet been recovered, and our people in this dynasty have a hard time drinking tea, not to mention the nomads, it is estimated that they have been short of tea for several years.

Our mother-in-law Ding root tea is made, although it is slightly different from the taste of normal tea, but it is also quite a top thing, it is tea-like, and it tastes very fragrant.

What's more, the geographical environment of the nomads, the mother-in-law is very, very rare, and they don't want to eat the mother-in-law.

So, save some mother-in-law butin root tea to try your luck.

In March next year, as soon as the commissioner arrives, he will have a good talk with the officials dispatched, and let him bring this mother-in-law Dinggen tea to help us exchange some horses for the best horses.

When Fugui listened to the words for the first time, his expression was stupid, and he always felt that it was whimsical.

Exchange the ubiquitous mother-in-law Dingen for an extremely expensive horse?

If it weren't for Song Fusheng's never big words, he would not be trustworthy if he changed people.

In this way, Fugui held the 1 in 10,000 possibility, and it didn't cost a few dollars to collect his mother-in-law Ding Gen, it was nothing more than some effort, and he followed Song Fusheng's words to set up this stall.

Not to mention, since drinking this kind of root tea, the family can't do without it, so I brew some root tea to go to the fire.

"Well, fragrant, this kind of fire is really fragrant, and it will be like this in the future."

Fugui left a message, and after a busy day, he went home.

……

The land in the suburbs.

Grandpa sat in front of the shack, shaking a fan in one hand and eating watermelon while watching the inspectors escort a team of prisoners who had been exchanged for General Liu towards him.

Those people are criminals, with words engraved on their faces, and after a day's work, they have long been choked by hard work, and when they see Grandpa, their eyes are a little bright.

Because seeing Grandpa means that they can rest completely, sleeping in a large shack erected on this ground.

The most important thing to do at night is to work with the guards to prevent this large vegetable plot from being stolen.

And this old man, in the hearts of the prisoners, is very good-hearted.

In the past, they were at General Liu's place, and they were only provided with nest heads made of wood chips for many years.

Since coming to Huining, their team of prisoners has worked during the day, clearing the weeds on the side of the road and expanding the road, sleeping in the shack at night to guard the vegetable field, and the old man will give them vegetables to eat for nothing.

Turnips, wild herbs, etc., let them boil the soup.

What makes them think that the old man is good is that he also gives coarse salt to eat.

"I'm back."

"I'm sorry, old man, my subordinates will send you home, and I'll be a little late today."

Grandpa Song pointed to the remaining watermelons and said to the inspectors:

"I'm not busy, eat some, one piece per person, our home-grown ones are sweet, not enough to knock a few more." The people who are hot in the autumn tiger are flustered, and it is just right to eat this wow. ”

He pointed to the red watermelon rind and said, "I've eaten all of this, so let's eat some for those prisoners who behaved well today." Let me tell you, this watermelon white is a good thing. ”

In the past, when my family was poor, we wouldn't give watermelon to outsiders cheaply, so we had to keep pickled vegetables.

The officials put four big watermelons and a basket of vegetables picked by Grandpa on the car, and the leader of the inspection team helped to hang a mosquito repellent wormwood bag around Grandpa's neck, and he was bitten by mosquitoes, so he helped the old man to get into the car.

personally drove back to the city and sent the county lord's grandfather back to the county office.

……

According to modern time, it was more than seven o'clock in the evening, and Qian Peiying took her daughter and a group of male babies from the mountain freight station to go home.

Mi Shou, Jin Bao, Erlang, Garlic Miaozi, and the younger brothers of the other two solar term girls have already enrolled in school.

These six children went to find Qian Peiying with their schoolbags when they got out of school at night.

The money shopkeeper cooks for them, and the cooking is delicious.

Song Accountant Song Fatya can also help them with homework, and after eating, they sit next to them and write down what they learned today, and if they can't, they will ask their sister.

Today, when Song Fatya was guarding the six of them doing their homework, she also deliberately cared about the psychological growth of Erlang and Mi Shou.

Call out and talk alone.

Erlang is old, and they stay in the literacy class with Jinbao and Garlic Miaozi.

She was afraid that Brother Erlang would feel uncomfortable, so she said: Brother Erlang, anyone who can read is good. You don't know, how much I envy you to sit in the academy.

As a result, Erlang was puzzled and said: There are many older people in the class than him, and he is not too old.

Song Fuling ran to care about her younger brother Mi Shou again.

The problem with Qian Mishou is that he is too young, but Xiao Doubao is in the class preparing for the imperial examination, sitting at the first table in the first row.

In that class, there were many people over fourteen or fifteen, and even in their twenties.

"Can you keep up?"

Mi Shou asked rhetorically: "Sister, when have I not been able to keep up." ”

"Is there anyone who is talking about you being my father and son but your surname is Qian? Someone privately discussed not to hold back, but to go home and say, my sister wants to clean him up for you. ”

Mi Shou glanced at his sister up and down, and his expression was extremely similar to Song Fusheng:

"Which pot doesn't open which pot, they're crazy? Dare to discuss this kind of thing privately.

Even if you chew the root of your tongue behind your back, you can't let me know, right?

But everyone wants to befriend me in person.

By the way, sister, fellow Yan classmates asked me to go to his house to sit down, but when I thought about it, he had already given birth to a baby and two more.

If my classmate uncle comes to the door, he can't go empty-handed, and he wants to give some meeting gifts to his little nephews, which is too expensive, so I didn't respond. ”

Song Fuling: "......"

Where are you like a classmate uncle.

I really don't know what the twenty-year-old surnamed Yan has to talk about when he asks you to be a guest at home.

Do you want to play a game with you?

At this time, Jinbao, Mi Shou, Erlang, and Garlic Miaozi took the younger brothers of the two solar term girls, lined up, and were walking in front of Qian Peiying and Song Fuling.

The posture of walking is called a swagger.

The six boys have a cross-body schoolbag, a schoolbag on both shoulders, and Jinbao is not a good backpack and throws the schoolbag on his shoulder.

At the door of the merchants, those shops smiled and nodded regardless of whether Mi Shou would respond or not.

When he saw Qian Peiying and Song Fuling wearing hats behind them, they bowed down and saluted silently.

The children playing on the side of the road, some of them were twisting their fingers, looking at the big brothers with envy, the schoolbags they were carrying were so beautiful.

I heard my father and mother say that these big brothers belong to the county grandfather's family.

Garlic Miaozi was in a particularly good mood today, and she waved her hand when she was passing by the children.

When Qian Peiying and her party were about to arrive at the dim sum shop, Mrs. Wang's voice came:

"Garlic seedlings, you don't have a good aisle, it's up to you to throw your arms away."

Like a blind raffle.

Why, you're covering this street.

"Milk, don't call garlic seedlings outside, my name is Wang Zishuai."

"Are you handsome or not, I'll beat you up if I'm in a hurry."

Mrs. Ma motioned to the maids to lock the door of the store, pulled Song Fuling's hand and asked Qian Peiying, "What kind of food are you cooking today?" ”

"Pinch some leek-filled egg dumplings, you guys."

"That's right, don't deal with it, the fat girl is when she grows her body, and I see that she has grown as high as her little finger from here. We ate noodles over the water. ”

When Mrs. Ma put her little granddaughter's hand under her armpit and talked to Qian Peiying with a smile, a bunch of patrolling servants appeared not earlier or later.

The official was more than 100 meters away and followed all the way.

Therefore, the status is different, and some things have changed imperceptibly.

And Song Fusheng, who changed all this, is still taking the lead in working overtime.

At present, the second hall of the county government has been opened up and has become a large office.

Other county offices have separate offices for the county governor's book, but they no longer exist here in Huining.

All officials work in large offices.

Song Fusheng could see who was deserting and who was busy with business.

The food of the officials is even more unified, and what is the end of the year to distribute the food tails, no.

Lunch and evening overtime meals, box lunches.

One vegetarian and one meat, one bowl of soup, one plate of small pickles, and two large cakes or two rice.

In order to avoid waste, the kitchen will come to the large office to confirm who eats and who does not eat, and how many bowls of rice you can eat.

This was not possible before.

The kitchen officials are not qualified to enter the hall of governance, let alone how dare they ask the magistrate how many bowls of rice they eat.

Song Fusheng looked at it and leaked even more, and calculated that his daughter-in-law should have come home from work, and he began to wash his pen, "That's all for today, and you guys will go back to rest early after you are busy." ”

All the officials in the office immediately stood up, bent down at their desks, and sent the county magistrate to walk slowly.