Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Looking at the Master Registrar, the magistrate said calmly: "Taxation involves a lot, but if you insist, I will try my best to win opportunities for you."

He will not always sit in the position of magistrate of Fengcheng Prefecture, and he cannot give a definite statement on how his successor will treat the tax exemption of the experimental forest.

If this matter will not be affected in any way, there is only one way, the above-mentioned straightforward.

Ding Xuewei didn't know that whether it was konjac tofu or bamboo worm thin bean flour, they all showed their faces in front of the imperial court, and the high-ranking officials got a lot of benefits.

The two who came today are not the kind of people who would steal other people's merits. The high-yield sweet potatoes will definitely attract attention, and there will be a large number of rewards at that time.

However, Fengcheng Mansion is not close to Beijing, so it takes at least two months to visit and visit, and many things can be changed in two months.

He wanted to give her some compensation, and he didn't want to make any changes. This was the reason why the magistrate wanted to give her some experimental forest first.

"Minister thank you sir." Ding Xuewei insisted.

The sharp gaze stayed on her face for a long time, and suddenly, the magistrate smiled lightly.

"Just wait."

Regardless of whether the saltpeter can still be used after refining, but the matter of making ice is already a certainty: "Don't delay, quickly refine the saltpeter."

Old man Ding moved too fast. Ding Xuewei's plan for one night was finished in less than an hour under his control. No, the sun hadn't set yet when the fire was set up to refine the saltpeter.

Lin Youxi was in the tax-free experiment, and someone was watching the saltpeter refining. Ding Xuewei was in a better mood. When Aunt Zhang Qi and others were cooking, she added another dish, candied sweet potatoes.

Compared with chicken fir boiled in chicken soup, mushrooms fried in thick oil, candied sweet potatoes wrapped in caramel are more eye-catching.

But after taking a sip, the eyes of the two big figures here deepened again.

After the meal, the two called Ding Xuewei aside.

"Don't make this dish in a short time." The magistrate upheld his integrity.

Ding Xuewei was puzzled: "Huh?"

"The taste of this dish is delicious. Before the sweet potatoes are planted on a large scale, it is not suitable to appear in any ordinary people's house." The Master Chief followed up.

"!?" Ding Xuewei was even more confused.

"You don't need to think so much, as long as you know that you can't make this dish in a short time." The magistrate emphasized.

There was a story to tell from the faces of the two of them, and since they both explained it like this, she naturally wouldn't make trouble.

"The girl knows."

What she said was knowing, but she didn't get to the bottom of it. Breaking the casserole, the two of them couldn't help feeling complicated again.

This knowing, one is to understand the meaning of their words, and the other is to accept their good intentions without knowing it, and will uphold it.

It's better to understand what they mean, at least it can show that she has some rightful background forces, even if she just simply accepts their kindness!
When a ten-year-old child is supposed to be curious and strong, they emphasized so much that it should arouse her curiosity!

After looking at each other again, the two asked in unison.

"At the end of the month, you should go to the government office."

"The matter of entering the government office, you should do it."

The two spoke in unison. Although the words they spoke were different, their meanings were surprisingly consistent.

Ding Xuewei, who was temporarily comfortable after using all the "inventions and discoveries" in exchange, suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"That's it."

Seeing her depressed face, the magistrate finally waved his hand.

"Thank you sir." Ding Xuewei hurriedly retreated.

I was thinking about the white fungus in my heart, old man Ding, the old village head and others guarded the saltpeter water in the pot, and the matter of staying overnight, An He had already dealt with it so she didn't have to worry about it, so Ding Xuewei took Aunt Zhang Qi and The two daughters-in-law of Bai Qiao's family left.

After picking the white fungus, the last ray of light in the sky finally disappeared, but the Qiao family might not be willing to part with it, so she didn't share the white fungus with them, and brought them all back to the Zhang family.

Aunt Zhang Qi didn't enter the house for a day, and Xiaohua was worried and excited at the same time.

I was worried that my mother would do something wrong, and I was happy that my mother could cook for the magistrate. From now on, her mother will also be a person who has seen the world!

"mother."

"mother?"

The two sisters had thousands of words in their hearts, but seeing Ding Xuewei's anxious appearance, she silently swallowed the words that came to her mouth, and consciously helped to clean the white fungus.

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

Ding Xuewei was satisfied with soaking the washed white fungus in clean water.

The members of the Zhang family were not surprised when they heard about eating. Similarly, they were not curious about how the not-so-tasty snow fungus would turn into a delicious one.

Ding Xuewei's ideas are always beyond their expectations, because she can't figure out how to make it so delicious after getting to the bottom of it, it's better not to ask anything and keep a sense of mystery.

"Tomorrow, you sisters are still going to pollinate." Aunt Zhang Qi explained: "Go slowly, don't worry, just turn around and back."

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 told her not to help her tomorrow.

"Those two families are not good at cooking, and the pots and stoves of the two sister-in-laws of Qiao's family are not as good as mine. I see, I still have to go." She didn't treat herself as an outsider.

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

Aunt Zhang Qi couldn't believe it.

"The only thing I haven't made is the sweet potato flour. I'll go over early tomorrow and cook the flour. They will leave after eating the flour." Ding Xuewei is very confident.

I just said that I will make delicious food for everyone tomorrow morning, and this will be boiled noodles again, Xiaohua cleverly thought of a piece of it.

"Snow fungus boiled with sweet potato flour?"

Inexplicably, a picture of Mala Mix appeared in Ding Xuewei's mind.

Tremella and spicy mouth are also very good!
"You will know tomorrow."

Xiao Hua wanted to ask, but Da Hua stopped her: "Go wash up, it's getting late."

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

In the past two days, because of the previous rain, it wasn't that hot, but the temperature was just right, and the mosquitoes were forgiving. Without hesitation, she stayed in the space again.

"Xuewei~Xuewei~Xuewei..."

At two quarters of Yin time, the two daughters-in-law of Qiao's family shouted open the door of Zhang's house, and soon, Aunt Zhang Qi knocked on the door of Ding Xuewei's wing.

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

"After we left yesterday, Manager An explained that we have to get up earlier today. The adults are used to having breakfast before Mao."

The gates of the city were always opened around [-]:[-] in the morning, and the officials in the government office all started working before the gates opened, Ding Xuewei was not surprised.

"Auntie, let Xiaohua come over for breakfast later." It's only around four o'clock, so there's no need to call the children up: "Auntie, has Grandma Qiao cooked yet?"

Everyday shouting, asking for votes, asking for harvest...