Outside the window, the drizzle is still falling.
It was only mid-afternoon, but the weather was already gloomy.
White smoke wafted out of the county government's simple kitchen, carrying with it a faint fragrance.
"Sir, I didn't expect you to cook by yourself."
In the kitchen, Zhao Jun had just cut and blanched the bamboo shoots.
"You don't know I can cook, so wasn't the hot pot you ate before made by me?"
Zhao Jun chatted with her and prepared to start chopping the chicken next to him.
She asked the captain to buy the chicken outside.
"Hot pot is just boiling raw food. I didn't know you could make soup."
"There's a lot you don't know. There's no iron pot here. If I had one, I could make something even more delicious. Unfortunately, now I can only make soup."
The ingredients are limited, but fortunately they are all very fresh.
Just add a little salt, ginger and peppercorns, and pair it with the freshest bamboo shoots, and the taste is already particularly delicious.
Add a plate of cold-mixed black fungus. It turns out that black fungus tastes great no matter how it is cooked.
Zhao Jun took a bite and it was a long-lost taste, so delicious that it almost made his teeth fall out.
When it was dinner time, Zhao Jun had the table moved outside to the corridor.
Drinking a bowl of hot chicken soup in such a drizzle is a heavenly day.
"Well, sir, you are really good at cooking. It tastes delicious."
Qingliu couldn't wait to taste it and found it delicious.
"If it tastes good, drink more."
Zhao Jun himself was also very satisfied.
The two of them ate and chatted until the night was completely dark. Tomorrow was a new day.
Zhao Jun had nothing to do in the next few days as all the work in the fields had been done.
Now that she had some free time, she felt a little lonely again.
"Qingliu, what day is it today?"
Zhao Jun slumped in his chair, feeling as if he had no idea what year it was.
"My lord, today is the first day of May." Qingliu replied to her.
"It's already May. We left the palace in March, right? Two months have passed so quickly."
Zhao Jun didn't feel anything, but time had already passed from the still chilly early spring to the warm late spring.
"Yes, it has been two months, sir. The spring planting in Hanzhong County is basically completed this year. Can we plan when to return to the palace?"
Qingliu sat aside and said that she didn't think there was anything wrong with this place, she just simply missed Xianyang.
Zhao Jun narrowed his eyes and thought.
Go back to Xianyang, and then go back to the palace.
Zhao Jun recalled the towering city wall.
Many places flashed by, including the Nei Shi Mansion, the Mohist Workshop, and the Papermaking Workshop.
Finally, the picture froze on Ying Zheng's face and the side hall room he stayed in the night before leaving.
"My lord, my lord, what's the matter with you?"
Qingliu spoke and gently shook her sleeves. Zhao Jun was startled and came to his senses.
"Nothing, what did you just say?" Zhao Jun turned his head and asked again.
"I just asked when your Excellency planned to return to the palace, and whether I should inform Master Wang Deng first."
Qingliu repeated the question.
"Wait a little longer, don't go back to the palace for now."
Zhao Jun lowered his eyelashes, and sighed, not knowing what he was thinking.
Since Zhao Jun said so, Qingliu didn't ask any more questions.
At night, Zhao Jun lay in bed and thought about Qingliu's words during the day.
Yes, according to the original plan, it will be time to return to the palace soon.
After all, I have already done everything I wanted to do on this trip.
But he really didn't want to go back to the palace and didn't want to see Ying Zheng again so soon.
Even though everything happened last time, she just felt something was strange.
He shouldn't have anything happen between him and Ying Zheng that goes beyond the relationship between boss and subordinate.
She is someone who understands her own heart very well.
Although there were some splashes in my heart.
But Zhao Jun knew.
It was just a kind of admiration for the strong and appreciation for his enlightened character.
I think no matter who spends a long time with Ying Zheng, they will be conquered by his personal charm.
But this is neither like nor love, at least not yet.
There are obviously so many things waiting for her to do.
She couldn't allow herself to fall into a possible love trap.
So, let’s stay away from that place for the time being.
After making the decision, Zhao Jun calmed down and fell asleep.
The next day, she told us about her next travel plans.
"Let's not go back to the palace. Let's go to Beidi County."
"Northland County?"
Qingliu didn't know why, after only one night, he not only didn't return to the palace, but actually ran so far away.
She had never been to Beidi County, but she knew that the journey to Beidi County was long and it would take more than ten days by carriage.
Qingliu really didn't know why the Lord suddenly wanted to go to Beidi County.
"Well, although spring planting is over here, I'm still developing a new cotton seed. If it can be planted on a large scale, the problem of keeping warm will be solved in the future. I've looked at the map, and Beidi County seems quite suitable, so I plan to go there and take a look."
This is what Zhao Jun had thought of last night.
In the winter, she thought that she must plant cotton next year so that everyone could wear cotton clothes.
However, Hanzhong County is obviously not suitable for growing cotton, and only cash crops are grown here.
She had seen the Qin State's hand-painted sheepskin map before and realized that the north was a suitable place.
It just so happens that she wants to stay away now and has something serious to do, which is perfect.
The cotton planting season only has more than a month left, and it will be a bit late to plant after May.
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