Chapter Seventy-Seven: Comfort from Qianqian

There is no doubt that Qin Fan did not catch a single fish.

So when Cui Yao jokingly asked about the Air Force, Qin Fan just replied lightly:

"You're gone with baked sweet potatoes!"

Cui Yao looked confused, why didn't he eat the baked sweet potatoes after he said a word?

Going around and around, several people returned to the vicinity of the county government of Wannian County.

"Brother Qin, you live here?" Zhao Xiuzhu asked.

Qin Fan had a dark face, and he didn't want to pay attention to these three people at all.

How can the Emperor understand the pain of Africans!.

Seeing that he had received an affirmative answer, Zhao Xiuzhu continued to ask, "Brother Qin, did you grow that sweet potato yourself?"

Qin Fan glanced at Zhao Xiuzhu, why do you have so many questions?

But in the end, he nodded.

Zhao Xiuzhu immediately said proudly to the two brothers, "I'll just say it! Brother Qin's sweet potatoes must have been grown by himself!"

The other two were also convinced.

At this time, Qin Fan had already come to the county office.

"Brother Qin, are you making a mistake?" Cui Yao asked stunned.

"Yes, Brother Qin, this is the yamen of Wannian County, aren't we going to your house to eat roasted sweet potatoes?" Zheng Yuan was also confused.

"Stop talking nonsense, come in quickly. I don't want to eat it!"

Qin Fan, who was in an unhappy mood, naturally wouldn't give the three of them a good look.

Seeing this, the three of them dared to hesitate and entered the county government one after another.

Zhao Xiuzhu patted his head and said, "I understand! Brother Qin is a person who works in the yamen, so he also lives in the yamen at night."

Qin Fan didn't want to pay attention to these three people anymore.

But Zhao Xiuzhu thought that Qin Fan had acquiesced, and couldn't help but be proud of his "reasonable inference".

At this time, Qin Fan had already come to the backyard.

"Qianqian, cook some more rice, there are guests tonight!"

"Got it, Childe!"

Qin Fan picked out three more fish from the fish basket of the three of them.

"Also, this fish is used to cook braised fish pieces."

"This one is used to make squirrel mandarin fish."

"And this one, make a fish head soup."

Qianqian took one of the fish and said distressedly:

"How much does it cost to have so many fish?"

Qin Fan was silent for a moment: "Have you forgotten what I went out for tonight?"

Qianqian smiled bitterly, "Childe, you don't need to buy three if you can't catch fish!" One is enough to eat!"

Jiang Qin Fan's face darkened a little, and she hurriedly added, "Qianqian won't think that Gongzi can't do it just because he can't catch a fish!"

Get! Grandma, you still don't have to comfort me!

Qin Fan put the fish on the board mountain and skillfully killed the fish to remove the scales and take out the internal organs.

Then he took a few sweet potatoes and threw them into the weak corner of the kang fire.

In the yard, the three of them had already sat down, looking at the crops growing in the yard, and couldn't help but sigh that this 10,000-year-old county order was really a strange person, and the flowers and plants in the yard were all unknown to several people.

At this time, Qin Fan walked out with a jar of wine.

"Brother Qin, it's already a bit rude for us to borrow the courtyard of this 10,000-year-old county order, and you still drink other people's wine, you won't be punished, right?"

After hesitating for a moment, Cui Yao still opened his mouth to ask.

"Yes, Brother Qin! Between our brothers, where do we borrow other people's places to fill the scene!"

"That's it, we're looking for Brother Qin's roast...... No, what we are looking for is Brother Qin's character! It doesn't matter where you drink!"

The three of them are not afraid of this little seven-grade county order.

It's just that I'm worried that Brother Qin will be affected.

Qin Fan looked at the three people at the table with apprehensive expressions on a speechless face.

"I drank in my yard and entertained you, and I will be punished?"

"Brother Qin, we all know it! Don't be embarrassed!"

Hearing this, Qin Fan was stunned.

They all know it? What do they all know?

So, Qin Fan said generously, "Okay, I admit it, I'm unlucky today, the Air Force!" But I'm definitely not a non-chief!"

Zhao Xiuzhu was stunned for a moment: "Brother Qin, what we are talking about is your identity!"

"My identity?" Qin Fan wondered, isn't his identity obvious?

"That's right! Isn't it because you provided sweet potatoes that the county magistrate of 10,000 years was allowed to sell roasted sweet potatoes at the entrance of the county office?" Zhao Xiuzhu had an expression on his face that he had already seen everything.

"Brother Qin, there's no need for us to scare the county order for the sake of face." Zheng Yuan on the side also persuaded bitterly.

Qin Fan: "......"

After working together for a long time, these people thought I was just a lucky sweet potato vendor!

"You say, is there a possibility, the 10,000-year-old county order is very generous, and he doesn't mind what we do tonight!"

When Zhao Xiuzhu heard this, he hurriedly said, "Brother Qin! You're still too kind! You can't just because you're such a person and you treat that prefectural order the same way!"

Zheng Yuan nodded: "Yes, Brother Qin, there is no good thing for an official, especially a county commander!"

Cui Yao also agreed: "I heard that after those individuals became county magistrates, they like to bully men and women, and do all kinds of evil!"

Faced with the sudden criticism of the three of them, Qin Fan was stunned.

What did I, Qin Fan, do that hurt the heavens and reason, and I was actually buried like this?

Seeing that the three of them still wanted to continue the topic of the evil deeds of the county order, Qin Fan couldn't sit still.

"I am the county magistrate of Wannian County who bullies men and women in your mouth, does all kinds of evil, and is not a good thing!"

Hearing this, Zhao Xiuzhu was happy.

"Brother Qin, don't be joking! How could you be that kind of person?"

Qin Fan's face was expressionless: "I am the county magistrate of this Wannian County!"

And Cui Yao also smiled and said, "Brother Qin, you can't fool us. How could the magistrate sell sweet potatoes!"

Qin Fan was still silent: "The county order can also sell sweet potatoes, just like me."

Zheng Yuan: "Brother Qin, in our hearts, the 10,000-year-old county order is not as good as Brother Qin!"

"That's right!" The other two nodded approvingly.

Obviously, this fishing experience made several people have a good impression of Qin Fan.

Qin Fan: "I am...... Forget it, whatever you think."

At this moment, the old king outside the door suddenly walked in.

"Master, the little old man has something at home, and I want to take a night off tonight."

Qin Fan nodded: "You go!"

"Thank you, sir!" When the old king got his approval, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait!" Zhao Xiuzhu shouted to the other party.

The old king looked at Zhao Xiuzhu, and then at Qin Fan, and said that the other party was a guest of his master, so he said patiently:

"Is there anything wrong with this guest?"

Zhao Xiuzhu pointed at the old king's head: "Who are you?"

"The villain's surname is Wang, the fifth oldest in the family, and he is a small official in the yazhong. A few of you can call me Wang Lao Wu, or you can call me Lao Wang Tou like the old man!" Wang Lao Wu said so.

Zhao Xiuzhu rubbed his ears, pointed at Qin Fan and asked again, "You are a junior official in the county government, so what did you just call him?"

"Sir! Isn't this our county master of Wannian County, Master Qin Fanqin!" The old king said as a matter of course.