There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

Chapter 40 Why don’t you make a deal with me?
Lin Chaoqing only flipped through it briefly and found many problems, and sneered:

"Your Excellency, the county magistrate, has done a good job in pocketing so much tax. The emperor has reduced taxes since the beginning of the year. Why did you increase it privately?"

The county magistrate was so frightened by Lin Chaoqing's voice that he was the magistrate, he broke out in a cold sweat. He tried hard to think of a way, but now that his backer was gone, and Mr. Lin seemed to be an upright official, it was really difficult to escape...
Thinking of this, the magistrate suddenly laughed.

How can a cat not steal fish?Master Lin looks very serious, he must be holding it in front of others!
Lamenting that he had really lost his mind just now and had forgotten how serious these big shots were, the magistrate tsked lightly and said flatteringly:
"Oh, sir, it was a small oversight. Why don't we go to the study to discuss it in detail?"

Lin Chaoqing frowned:

"If you have anything to say, just say it here. Are there any shameful things that you want to talk about behind others' backs?"

does not work?The magistrate was stunned for a moment, his heart became furious, and he threatened:

"Master Lin really thinks that what he did is perfect? ​​If Master Lin doesn't want the things he did to be revealed, why not make a deal with me?"

Lin Chaoqing laughed angrily at this man's shameless attitude:

"I don't even know what I've done, so why do you know about it?"

The magistrate couldn't help but start to wonder.

What's going on? Could it be that Master Lin really hasn't done anything bad?
The hard one cannot do anything soft, so the magistrate simply begged for mercy:

"Mr. Lin, stay on top of things so we can meet you in the future!"

"It's useless, you will never have a chance to see me again."

Lin Chaoqing shook his head, annoyance already appearing on his face.

When Song Rutang saw the magistrate talking non-stop, he went over and knocked him unconscious with a knife.

"It's finally quiet."

Lin Chaoqing breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although it is true that the law stipulates that prisoners cannot be beaten at will, this person was not beaten by him, but by others, and it had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that the matter was coming to an end, Song Rutang asked in Lin Chaoqing's ear:
"Sir, look at this matter with the Yang family..."

Lin Chaoqing thought for a while and said carefully:

"The matter of the Yang family is not yet clear, and we have to wait for my trial to be heard. But you can rest assured that before the matter is clarified, the Yang family will only be detained temporarily and will not be mistreated."

It was a blessing to have such a result, and Song Rutang accepted it. He went back to Ruyue Inn to get some pork, and took Yang Songlan back to Yangui Restaurant.

Seeing her coming, Qin Yuming leaned against the wall and said quietly:
"Beautiful girl is back?"

Song Rutang: Sin, why did you come up with such a pseudonym at that time?
After laughing twice, he pulled Yang Songlan into the house quickly, and called Zhuang Mang and others to come in. The restaurant was filled to the brim in a short while.

Song Rutang took the pork in her hand and glanced at the three people in the restaurant:
"I'll lend you your place."

Qin Yuming and the waiter were still not used to it, so the cook followed Song Rutang into the kitchen and asked for credit:

"Master, did I perform well?"

"Yes, I'll treat you to grilled sausage."

"New dish?"

The cook was a little surprised. He thought he would have to practice holding skewers for a long time in the future, but he didn't expect that there would be new ones today.

"We will sell the new dishes together tomorrow to save them from getting tired of eating them." Song Rutang thought that if they only sell kebabs, maybe after everyone has tasted them in a few days, not many people will come, so why not take advantage of the opportunity? It is better to release something new at this time so that it can retain the hearts of customers.

Song Rutang shook the pig intestines out of the bag and sighed that Zhuang Mang and the others had lost some of the small intestines, otherwise they could have made a lot more.

After teaching the cook to wash the large intestine many times, Song Rutang finally marinated the meat and set it on fire until there was no smell.

"The methods of grilled fat sausage and kebabs are similar, but the details are slightly different. The marinating and grilling time of grilled fat sausage is shorter than that of kebabs, and the taste requirements are also different... try it."

Song Rutang handed the roasted sausages to the cook and took a skewer himself.

Very good, no smell.

The cook was tired of praising him. He stretched out his hand to take it again, but Song Rutang slapped his hand away:
"Here go and heat up the steamed buns and pancakes. Those people outside brought some noodles. You go make some pimple soup. Otherwise, where will there be enough to eat?"

The cook scratched his head and went to make soup in despair.

Song Rutang really didn't intend to teach this boy the pimple soup, but Zhuang Mang and the others had been talking about the pimple soup for a long time. This cook was already cooking at Yangui Restaurant, so he must be very capable, so he was asked to make it for Zhuang Mang. The group of people satiated their greed and continued to instruct them to work tomorrow.

Put the grilled skewers on the edge of the stove to warm. After all the skewers were grilled, Song Rutang loaded the plates and called Zhuang Mang's group to come in and serve the dishes.

Yang Songlan was waiting for her outside. When she saw her coming out, she raised the fabric in her hand to show her:

"Mrs. Qin left a piece of fabric for you before going out in the morning and said thank you for your help. I just cut it according to your size and made you a winter coat."

After thinking about it, I was afraid that Song Rutang would misunderstand, so I added:
"Mom gave me money."

Song Rutang first recalled what kind of person Mrs. Qin was, and then she understood it after taking a look at Qin Yuming.

He took another look at the fabric and saw that it was a lake blue with light patterns embroidered on it. He secretly sighed that Mrs. Qin had really grasped the little girl's thoughts and thanked Qin Yuming:

"Please, Shopkeeper Qin, thank Mrs. Qin for me when she comes back."

"No need, she likes to give away everything."

Qin Yuming sighed helplessly, picked up the sausage and took a bite.

Seeing Song Rutang staring at him, he chewed again and again, and finally commented lightly:
"Just so so, that's all."

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Song Rutang was too lazy to pay attention to him and went to eat with Yang Songlan with the food in hand.

"I saw the meaning behind what Shopkeeper Qin conveyed, that he wanted to accept you as his goddaughter."

Song Rutang was eating and almost choked after hearing these words:

"No relatives, no reason, what are you doing?"

"You think so? Mom also felt strange. She pretended not to understand and changed the subject. Mom thought there was something weird about this. Are we coming back tomorrow?"

Song Rutang thought for a while, nodded and said:

"Come on, let's come early tomorrow and meet Mrs. Qin for a while to see what kind of medicine she is selling in her gourd!"

The couple ate with their thoughts in mind, and didn't even say hello to Qin Yuming when they left. After walking out for a long time, Song Rutang remembered and called out to Zhuang Mang and his party:

"I have to trouble you tomorrow. You send a group of people to wait at the gate of the county government office. If the Yang family is released, bring them to our place, and then send another group of people to the two ends of Yangui Restaurant. Guard at the entrance of the alley, if Qin shows up, drive her away, don't call her bad."

(End of this chapter)