Glancing at the master bookkeeper, the prefect said calmly: "Taxation involves a wide range of issues, but if you insist, I will try my best to fight for you opportunities." ”

He will not always sit in the position of the prefect of Fengcheng Prefecture, and he cannot give a positive explanation of how the successor will treat the matter of the experimental forest tax exemption.

If you want this matter not to be affected in any way, there is only one way, the above straightforward description.

Ding Xuewei didn't know that whether it was konjac tofu or bamboo insect thin bean powder, they had all appeared in front of the emperor, and the officials who had been gifted had gained a lot of benefits.

The two who have come today are not the kind of people who will steal the merits of others, and the high-yield sweet potatoes will surely attract attention, and there will be a large number of rewards.

And Fengcheng Mansion is not close to Beijing, and it will take at least two months to go and come one by one, and two months can change a lot of things.

I want to give her some compensation, and I don't want to make changes, which is why the prefect wants to give her some experimental forest first.

"The people's daughter thanked my lord." Ding Xuewei insisted.

The sharp gaze stayed on her face for a long time, and suddenly, the prefect evoked a faint smile.

"You just wait."

Regardless of whether the saltpeter can still be used after refining, the matter of ice-making is already a certainty: "Don't delay, hurry up and refine saltpeter." ”

Old man Ding was too fast, Ding Xuewei had planned to do it overnight, and it was over in less than an hour under his operation, no, when he set up a fire to refine saltpeter, the sun had not yet set.

There is a play in the tax-free experimental forest, and there are people staring at the saltpeter refining, Ding Xue is in a good mood, and when Aunt Zhang Qi'er and others are cooking, she snorts and adds another dish, pulling out the sweet potato.

Compared to the chicken fir cooked in chicken broth and the mushrooms fried in thick oil, the sweet potato wrapped in caramel is more eye-catching.

But after tasting it, the two big people here darkened their eyes again.

After the meal, the two shouted Ding Xuewei aside.

"Don't make this dish for a short time." The prefect upheld his uprightness.

Ding Xuewei was inexplicable: "Huh? ”

"This dish tastes good, and before sweet potatoes are planted on a large scale, they are not suitable for any ordinary people." The master bookkeeper followed suit.

“！？” Ding Xuewei will be even more confused.

"You don't have to think about it that much, you just know that you can't cook this dish in a short period of time." The prefect emphasized.

The faces of the two of them looked like they had a story, and they both explained it like this, so she naturally wouldn't touch the mold.

"The folk girl knows."

What she said was that she knew, but she didn't get to the bottom of it and broke the casserole, and the two of them couldn't help but feel complicated.

One is to understand what they mean, and the other is to accept their kindness without knowing it and uphold it.

It's better to understand the meaning of their words, at least it can show that she has some kind of power behind her, I'm afraid that I just accept their kindness!

When a teenager is supposed to be curious and strong, they emphasize it so much, and her curiosity should be aroused!

After another glance, the two asked in unison.

"At the end of the month, you might as well go to the palace."

"It's up to you to do the things that go into the government."

The two of them spoke neatly, and although the words of their mouths were different, the meaning was surprisingly consistent.

After using all the 'inventions and discoveries', I exchanged for Ding Xuewei, who was comfortable for a while, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"That's it."

Looking at her depressed face, the prefect finally waved his hand.

"Master Xie." Ding Xue was slightly busy and retreated.

Thinking about the white fungus in her heart, the saltpeter water in the pot was guarded by Old Man Ding, the old village chief and others, and the matter of staying overnight, An He had already dealt with it, so she didn't have to worry about it at all, and decisively, Ding Xue pulled Aunt Zhang Qi'er and the two daughters-in-law of Bai Qiao's family away.

picked the white fungus, and the last glimmer of light in the sky finally disappeared, and the Qiao family was not necessarily reluctant, so she didn't give them the white fungus, and brought it all back to the Zhang family.

Aunt Zhang Qi'er didn't enter the house for a day, and the big and small flowers were both worried and scared, but also excited and happy.

I'm worried about whether my mother will do anything wrong, and I'm glad that my mother can cook for the prefect, and her mother will also be a person who has seen the world in the future!

"Mother."

"Mother?"

The sisters had a thousand words in their hearts, but seeing Ding Xuewei's anxious appearance, they silently swallowed back the words that came to their mouths, and consciously helped clean the white fungus.

"Come on, I'll make something for you tomorrow morning."

Soak the cleaned white fungus in water, and Ding Xuewei was satisfied.

Hearing about eating, the Zhang family didn't feel strange, and similarly, they weren't curious about how this not very delicious snow fungus would become delicious.

Ding Xuewei's thoughts are always beyond their expectations, and in the end, they can't figure out how it is delicious to do that, so it is better not to ask anything and maintain a sense of mystery.

"Ming'er, your sisters are still going to pollinate." Aunt Zhang Qi'er explained: "Go slowly, don't worry, just turn around." ”

Depending on the situation, she thinks that these adults will not leave tomorrow, and compared to them, the family's harvest is nothing.

Ding Xue paused for two seconds, but asked her Ming'er not to help herself.

"Those two are not good at cooking, and the two sisters-in-law of the Qiao family are not as good at cooking as me, I see, I still have to go." She didn't see herself as an outsider.

Ding Xuewei's heart warmed: "They will leave before noon." ”

Aunt Zhang Qi'er was full of disbelief.

"It's just the sweet potato flour that hasn't been made, I'll go over early tomorrow and cook the flour, and they will leave after eating the flour." Ding Xuewei is very confident.

I said that I would make something delicious for everyone tomorrow morning, and this will be cooking powder again, and Xiaohua cleverly thought of a piece.

"Boiled sweet potato flour with snow fungus?"

Ding Xuewei inexplicably appeared in her mind a picture of spicy mixing.

White fungus and spicy mouth are also a perfect match!

"You'll know tomorrow."

Xiaohua wanted to ask, but Dahua stopped her: "Wash up, it's not too early." ”

Although she didn't do any heavy work today, her whole spirit was tense, and after washing up and returning to the house, she took some rock candy and fell asleep.

In the past two days, because of the previous rain, it was not so hot, but the temperature was just right, but the mosquitoes were forgiving, and without hesitation, she stayed in the space again.

"Xue Wei ~ Xue Wei ~ Xue Wei ·

At two o'clock, the two daughters-in-law of the Qiao family shouted to open the door of the Zhang family, and soon, Aunt Zhang Qi knocked on the door of Ding Xuewei's wing.

Go to bed early at night, sleep well, and come again, the space does not have the effect of isolating sound, Aunt Zhang Qi'er's voice is not small, Ding Xuewei quickly opened the door.

"After we left yesterday, Mr. An explained that we have to get up early today, and adults are used to having breakfast before the end of the day."

The city gates were opened at about seven o'clock in the morning, and the officials in the government were all in the state of work before the city gates were opened, and Ding Xuewei was not surprised.

"Auntie, you let the big and small flowers come over for breakfast later." It's only about four o'clock at this time, and there is no need to shout at the children: "Uncle, has Grandma Qiao cooked?" ”

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