Shi Qingluo, an expert in agriculture, opened her eyes after her death and transmigrated into an ancient peasant girl.
In the beginning, she was sold by her family and forcibly taken away to ...
He didn't pretend to refuse, but bowed and said, "Yes!"
If the prefect had received the prescription, he would have definitely written it down in his own handwriting and presented it to the emperor, saying that he had discovered it by accident.
The contributions of the couple will definitely be deliberately ignored and erased, and then when the opportunity arises, both of them will be eliminated as well to prevent any future trouble.
Therefore, it would be best if the upright Mo Qingling could do this.
Xiao Hanzheng wrote down the recipe and its source clearly on the spot and handed it to Mo Qingling.
"Sir, I have nothing to do right now. How about I teach people how to make ice starting today?"
By now, the prefect's men and Young Master Wu should be on their way to the village.
Mo Qingling is also a very efficient person, "Yes!"
He then personally wrote a secret report, enclosed the prescription written by Xiao Hanzheng and a few pieces of saltpeter brought by the other party, and asked someone to send it to the capital at full speed.
After that, he immediately asked the people from the county government to write a notice and send it out.
It means that Xiao Xiucai will teach people how to make ice for free at the county government office, and anyone who wants to learn can come.
When Xiao Hanzheng came to the county town in the morning, he gave a few copper coins to each of the little beggars and asked them to keep an eye on the county government office.
As long as the notice is posted, let them publicize this matter immediately in the county.
Soon, word spread, and many people in the county knew that they could learn how to make ice for free.
Many people were curious and rushed to the county government office to see.
When seeing that ice could really be made in the summer, many people exclaimed that it was magical and began to learn from Xiao Hanzheng.
Some people are just joining in the fun, while others want to make money.
On the other side, in the village.
Shi Qingluo was cooking iced mung bean soup for the villagers who were repairing the workshop.
Just as he poured drinks for everyone, he saw Mr. Wu walking in with a middle-aged man.
When the villagers present saw that Young Master Wu had come again, they stood up with their bowls in their hands and stared at him warily.
Dalang went to the county town today, and they can’t let his wife be bullied.
When Mr. Wu saw the villagers' defensive looks, he couldn't help but frown.
These people were so stupid that he didn't bother to care.
He looked at Shi Qingluo and said in a haughty manner: "Shi Qingluo, this is the advisor sent by the prefect, why don't you come over and greet him."
Shi Qingluo raised his eyebrows, "I want to ask, what rank is the master? When common people see him, they have to pay respect to him. Who stipulated this?"
To offend the Wu family would be to offend the prefect behind them, so there was no need for her to be polite.
Besides, he is just a legal advisor, and it is not embarrassing to ask people to pay him a visit.
The master, who had been smiling, froze his smile and looked displeased.
This country girl is so rude.
But thinking about what he had to do today, he still controlled his temper and said, "There's no need to pay my respects."
He added: "But I am here on your orders to come to you today for something."
There's no need to beat around the bush when talking to a village woman like this.
Shi Qingluo pretended not to know why they came, "What's the matter?"
Then he deliberately deepened his tone and said, "If you want to buy the ice-making recipe, I have already told Master Wu that I won't sell it to you."
"Even if he brings up the prefect, I will still have the same attitude."
This also caused the villagers to despise Mr. Wu.
This man is so shameless. He didn't force the prescription on me, but he went to find the prefect's people.
But they were also worried. After all, he was the prefect. If Dalang's wife didn't sell the son, they didn't know if there would be any trouble.
What Young Master Wu and the Master were about to say was interrupted by Shi Qingluo.
The lawyer's face darkened slightly. This village woman was really unreasonable. She actually said these things in public.
He said, "We are not here to buy a house."
Shi Qingluo immediately asked: "Then what are you here for?"
However, he still said, "My Lord knows that you have found a method to make ice in summer, so he is going to present it to His Majesty."
"So I was sent to learn from you how to make ice."
He then threw out another bait, "When our master presents this recipe to His Majesty, your whole family will also be honored."
It looked as if Shi Qingluo and the others had taken great advantage.
Shi Qingluo raised his eyebrows, "So this recipe was actually offered by your prefect. We are not his relatives, so why should we follow in his footsteps?"
She pointed out meaningfully, "The Wu family can benefit from the glory."
The lawyer frowned. Why is this village woman so difficult to deal with?
Brave and eloquent.
If it were any other village woman, upon hearing that the prescription was to be presented to the emperor, she would be so excited and awed that she would forget everything and quickly take out the prescription.
But this village woman still has such a rational and clear mind, which is very rare.
Although the villagers are not that smart, they are not stupid.
As soon as I heard what Shi Qingluo meant, I understood.
The Wu family and the prefect were planning to steal the prescription, present it to the emperor themselves, and then take the credit.
How shameless.
This also made them angry, because Dalang's wife had said before that she would teach them how to make ice.
If this is taken away by the prefect, how can they learn? Everyone couldn't help but glare at the master.
Feeling the villagers' unfriendly looks, the lawyer frowned even deeper.
After all, this is not his territory, and he also wants to get the recipe as soon as possible.
So he smiled and said to Shi Qingluo: "This recipe also has a share of your contribution, so your whole family will naturally be honored."
"Take out the recipe now."
Shi Qingluo spread his hands, "Too late!"
The master was puzzled, "What's late?"
Shi Qingluo replied with a smile: "My husband took the prescription to the county government office early this morning."
“Not only will the recipe be handed over to Magistrate Mo, but the method of making ice will also be made public so that anyone who wants to learn can learn it.”
The master and Mr. Wu both changed their expressions, "What?"
Young Master Wu asked angrily, "Are you serious?"
Shi Qingluo liked to see them getting anxious. "Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, you can ask other people."
The villagers also spoke up, "Yes, Dalang went to the county government early in the morning."
Fortunately, I went there early this morning, otherwise, wouldn't the Wu family and the prefect's people have succeeded?
Young Master Wu and his master's faces turned green and they were extremely angry.
Young Master Wu knew that they were fooled by Shi Qingluo and his wife, "Shi Qingluo, you guys are awesome."
He absolutely did not believe that such a coincidence could happen.
Just as they were about to ask for the recipe, these two people ran over to offer the recipe and took it away to make it public.
Shi Qingluo looked innocent, "I don't know what you are talking about."
"Anyway, it's useless for you to continue threatening me. The recipe has already been made public."
She then looked at Mr. Wu and the legal advisor with a half-smile.
"If you also want to learn how to make ice, you can go to the county government office now and catch up. It doesn't cost any money."
Young Master Wu and the Master: “…” What the hell do they want to learn? What they want is the secret recipe!
Young Master Wu's face was a little distorted. "Just wait for me. I will definitely not let this go."
The move of the dead girl and Xiao Hanzheng to cut off the source of the problem was too cruel.
(End of this chapter)