If you don't work hard to farm the fields, you will inherit the throne with the prince.

Chapter 155 Start building the road

On the other hand, after Qin Che delivered Cui Yanyan to the third sister-in-law of the Xie family, he went to the county government office together with the Taifu.

With water mills, water mills, and water wheels, the county magistrate has gained a huge political achievement for nothing.

He is full of happiness, walks with style, and even feels that his promotion is just around the corner.

Such a great good thing fell on the head of the county magistrate, and the county magistrate couldn't help promoting it throughout the county. In addition, his character was originally that kind of upright, gentle and kind, so he was naturally extremely reliable in doing things.

Uncle Yu and Shi's brothers only temporarily played the role of teachers. Now even without the three of them, other craftsmen in the county can make suitable waterwheels.

What's more, because of the advent of water wheels, water mills and water mills, the common people have saved a lot of trouble, and some even praised the county master as the master of Qingtian.

When Qin Che and Tai Tuo appeared in the county government office, the county magistrate was not there yet.

Today, a waterwheel just happened to be installed and was about to be put into use. The county magistrate arrived at the scene early to witness the moment of the miracle.

The county magistrate stepped on the pedal of the waterwheel, and the clear water began to rush.

There were bright smiles on the faces of the common people.

The county magistrate is also sincerely happy for these common people.

The master who received black money before was dismissed, but now the master who is assisting the county magistrate is the kind of scholar with good character, and he was born in a poor family, so he can understand the suffering of the people even more.

"My lord, if there is a device that can lead the water from the river to the mountain, the people living on the mountain or on the mountainside will not be afraid of drought."

When the county magistrate heard that this was indeed the case, he said with a hearty smile, "Your proposal is quite good. I thought about it. Maybe we can try another method."

While talking and laughing, the two arrived at the county government office.

The servants in the county government hurriedly told the county magistrate about the Taifu's arrival.

When the county magistrate saw the Grand Tutor coming, he immediately raised his hands to straighten his clothes, and confirmed anxiously, "Am I being rude to the Grand Tutor?"

The young master said: "My lord, it is the greatest disrespect to make the master wait for too long."

Yes!

The county magistrate flew towards the direction where the Taifu was.

Taifu is the master of the prince.

Scholars all over the world, who do not have some admiration for the existence of the Taifu.

The county magistrate is no exception, and Tai Tuo is like a saint to the county magistrate.

"Teacher, it's late to come down..."

The Taifu looked at the county magistrate with a calm and easy-going expression, and said softly: "The county magistrate is busy with work, I can understand."

The county magistrate's mood was quite cold.

Could it be that Taifu is expressing his dissatisfaction with his work?

The reason why Tai Tuo and Qin Che came to find the county magistrate was also because of work needs, otherwise, the two of them would not have to take a carriage and bump all the way here.

"Teacher, you've lost your job!"

The Taifu didn't want to talk too much nonsense with the county magistrate, so he went straight to the point and said, "We came to you today because of the road construction?"

"What road to build?" The county magistrate's eyes fell on Qin Che who was walking with the Taifu.

The county magistrate had met Qin Che before, but because Qin Che himself did not reveal his identity, the county magistrate always thought that Qin Che was an ordinary scholar.

How could the county magistrate at this time know that the ordinary scholar in front of him was not ordinary, but the prince of the country.

"Build the road from Xiejia Village to Fengxiang Town."

This was agreed upon by Qin Che and the Taifu. The two also decided to build this section of road first, mainly because they wanted to see how the cement road was going.

Qin Che thought, if the cement roads were really good, then he would consider building such cement roads all over the country.

Mingzhu said, to get rich, build roads first.

Only when the roads are good and the transportation is convenient can good things everywhere be transported out in time.

"Xie Family Village?"

The county magistrate frowned slightly, he thought that the Taifu and Qin Che came because they wanted the county magistrate to take charge of the road construction.

"Master Taifu, to be honest, Fengxiang County's tax revenue is very poor, and the county doesn't have so much money to support it..."

As soon as the magistrate heard what the magistrate said, he guessed what the magistrate's intention was, and hurriedly said: "It is true that the county does not have enough money. We have considered this point. This road was built by the villagers of Xiejia Village. Please read the charter."

Qin Che would never do anything he was not sure about.

The county magistrate looked at the regulations written in Qin Che's own handwriting. Not only did the money come from, but even the width of the road and the matter of paying for work were made a complete plan.

It can be said that even the county magistrate and master could not draw up such a complete plan.

"Since you have made a plan, I support your road construction."

The Taifu said: "I think you are a good master, let the master go to Xiejia Village for you?"

The county magistrate glanced at the master, and thought bitterly in his heart: He is the county magistrate, so he can't leave the county office.

It is reasonable for Master to take a trip for himself.

It's just... It's really tiring to have such a learning opportunity with the Taifu after all, but he will miss it anyway.

"That's natural."

For the road construction, Qin Che and Xie Mingzhu really thought about everything.

Fighting is any trivial detail, they have considered it clearly and clearly.

After the Taifu and Qin Che bought some things in the county town, they slowly returned to Xiejia Village.

Master walks with him.

Although the master didn't know Qin Che's identity, but judging by the Taifu's attitude towards Qin Che, he didn't dare to neglect Qin Che.

In the Pearl Academy, the sound of reading can be heard.

Under the scorching sun, the cicadas in the bamboo forest were screaming in the heat.

"Teacher, Qin Che, sit down."

Xie Mingzhu brought a bowl of mung bean smoothie to the two of them.

The main reason is that Xie Mingzhu is too hot, and she doesn't want to waste points buying points in the mall, but uses modern science and technology to make some ice.

On such a hot day, putting a basin of ice in the house can also lower the temperature in the house.

What's more, shaved ice into crushed ice, poured cooked mung beans or red beans, and poured some sugar water.

The icy, sweet and refreshing smoothie is ready.

Taifu held a small bowl and took a small sip. It was really cool and sweet. What surprised Taifu even more was, "Mingzhu, why is there ice here?"

In the capital, rich families have the habit of storing ice, and even the imperial palace has a special ice cellar for storing ice.

But this is Xiejia Village, most of the villagers can hardly even eat, let alone store ice.

"I did it." Xie Mingzhu said generously: "I will show you the specific method later."

Xie Mingzhu looked at Qin Che with a smile, and asked, "How are you handling the road construction?"

"Pick an auspicious day, and then we can start construction." Qin Che took a sip of the sweet mung bean smoothie and felt extremely comfortable. "Mingzhu, why don't you pick an auspicious day?"

Xie Mingzhu: "..."

In Qiangguo Mall, there is indeed a perpetual calendar, but...these are two different eras. Can this perpetual calendar still be used?
(End of this chapter)