So that's what happened. Zhao Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

“Your Excellency, I will take you to see Village Chief Wang.”

"Thank you, Scholar Zhao. Please come in." After saying this, Magistrate Cao walked side by side with Zhao Xian into the village.

Just then, Wang Lizheng had finished his farm work and was resting at the door when he saw Magistrate Cao and Zhao Xian walking towards him. He thought he was seeing things, so he rubbed his eyes and looked carefully. It was indeed Magistrate Cao.

Wang Lizheng had been to the county government office several times and knew Magistrate Cao. When he saw Magistrate Cao arrive at his door, he quickly knelt down.

"I just met the magistrate in Shuixian Village. I was unaware of your arrival. Please forgive me for not welcoming you properly."

"Wang Lizheng, please rise quickly. There's no need for such formalities in front of me. It is I who should be thanking you."

The village head stood up, not understanding the meaning of Magistrate Cao's words.

At this moment, the clerk walked over and patted the village head on the shoulder.

"Zhao Xiucai invented the waterwheel, and Wang Lizheng promoted the waterwheel. In just a few days, the drought in our Zhengyang County was solved."

Today we went to Qing'an Prefecture and reported this matter to the prefect. The prefect was very pleased and requested that we promote the use of waterwheels to alleviate the drought in other counties. That's why we've come today.

"Oh, I see. Please come inside with me, Magistrate and your advisor," the village head said, leading the group into the house.

After the group entered the house and sat down, the village head's wife busied herself making tea, while the village head took out a scroll from the room.

"This is the blueprint for a waterwheel drawn by Scholar Zhao. A waterwheel can be built based on this blueprint. Please take a look." The village head handed the scroll to Magistrate Cao with both hands.

Magistrate Cao took the scroll and read it carefully. The scroll explained in detail how to make a waterwheel, with pictures and text, so even he, a layman, could understand it.

Magistrate Cao was overjoyed. Based on the blueprints on the scroll, he could produce a large number of waterwheels and quickly promote them throughout the prefecture. In this way, he could receive an annual commendation for his outstanding political achievements this year.

Furthermore, the prefect has just taken office and is eager to achieve results. If he can manufacture a large number of waterwheels to alleviate the drought in Qing'an Prefecture, he may receive commendation from the provincial government, and his own position will rise accordingly.

"I never expected that this waterwheel blueprint was drawn by a scholar. The application of the waterwheel will greatly promote agricultural development and benefit the people." After saying this, Magistrate Cao looked at Zhao Xian.

"Your Excellency, I drew up the waterwheel blueprints and asked the village head to promote them so that they would benefit the people. Today, Magistrate Cao has gone to great lengths to come to Shuixian Village to promote the waterwheel and solve the drought. This is a blessing for the country."

Now, the village of Shuixian presents this scroll of blueprints to the county magistrate, hoping to quickly promote the use of waterwheels and benefit the people.

Zhao Xian's words greatly impressed Magistrate Cao. Although Zhao, a scholar, lived in a remote village, he cared deeply about the world and believed that he would be of great use in the future.

"It's getting late. I need to get back to the county office as soon as possible to arrange for people to copy the blueprints and send them to various counties to make waterwheels. After I finish this, I will come to Shuixian Village again to celebrate your success."

Magistrate Cao handed the scroll to his advisor for safekeeping, then left the village head's house and got into the carriage with his advisor, quickly departing.

Magistrate Cao came and went quietly, and the villagers did not notice. Shuixian Village remained the same, and everything was as usual.

Seeing that the magistrate's carriage had already gone far away, Zhao Xian bid farewell to the village head.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Qin Shiyu and Qin Yingying looking at him with hopeful eyes, knowing that they wanted the miracle scar removal medicine.

“I have already seen the miracle doctor. He prescribed some medicine for you. Apply it to the scars every two hours, and the scars will disappear in a few days.”

After Zhao Xian finished speaking, he handed two oil paper packages to them. The two women happily accepted them, smelled them, and found they had a pleasant fragrance.

"Wash your faces clean in a bit, and apply a generous amount of medicine the first time. This medicine will last for more than ten days. If you need more after you finish using it, I will go and buy you some more."

Zhao Xian was very confident that the scar removal medicine he bought from the system would be effective.

"Thank you, Master." After saying this, the two went to their room to begin taking their medicine.

The next morning, the family got up early, and Qin Shiyu and Qin Yingying came to Zhao Xian's side with surprise on their faces.

“Master, look, our scars have mostly healed.”

Zhao Xian carefully examined the scars on the two people's faces. They had indeed faded considerably. He estimated that most of the scars would disappear in less than three days. However, it would still take some time for their skin to fully recover.

"That's really good. I estimate that in three days, the scars on your faces will be less noticeable, and you won't be able to see them unless you pay close attention."

"Let's make more white sugar these next few days. Three days later, Qin Shiyu will come with me to the county town to sell it."

As they were talking, Liu Erleng's oxcart arrived at the door, and the group began to load the vegetable jars onto the cart.

Zhao Cheng is very strong; he can lift a vegetable jar in each hand without any effort. It seems that soldiers have different physical fitness.

Zhao Cheng is a soldier. With him at home, Zhao Xian feels much more at ease. He can protect himself and his family. It seems I need to buy him a suitable weapon.

"Master, if you're going to town, do you need me to protect you?" Zhao Cheng asked.

“I’m just going to deliver goods, I’ll be back soon, so you don’t need to go. I’ll be going to the county town in a few days, you can come with me.”

"Yes, Master." Zhao Cheng said and then stood to the side.

The oxcart soon left. After delivering the pickled vegetables, Zhao Xian received three taels and six mace of silver and 1,800 copper coins. The copper coins were still tied around Zhao Xiaoshan's waist, while the silver was on his person.

In town, he spent two taels of silver to buy twenty catties of sugar, and also bought some rice and vegetables from the system before taking the oxcart back to the village.

Zhao Xian has been frequently taking vegetable jars to town in an oxcart lately, which has attracted the attention of some villagers. These vegetable jars are used by the villagers to store pickled vegetables.

In rural areas, every household has the custom of pickling vegetables, and they are very familiar with them.

"Scholar Zhao, your family carries vegetable jars to town every day. Are you going to sell pickled vegetables?" someone on the oxcart finally couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Xiaoshan immediately tensed up, fearing that his family's kimchi-making business would be exposed.

"Yes, several restaurants in town need a lot of pickled vegetables, so they asked my family to make them for them and deliver them every day," Zhao Xian said haphazardly.

"What kind of pickled vegetables do you need so much of every day?"

"Cucumbers, cowpeas, sweet potatoes, peppers, and some leafy vegetables can all be used to make pickles."

“Now every family is running out of food, and there are simply not enough vegetables to eat, so where would we find so many vegetables to make pickles?”

“Just because we don’t have enough vegetables here doesn’t mean other places are short of vegetables too. My family just pickles them, and someone will naturally deliver vegetables to us,” Zhao Xian said calmly.

It's not appropriate for anyone else to ask. It's perfectly normal for rural people to take their homemade pickled vegetables to the market or sell them to restaurants; there's nothing to be surprised about.