Although Xu Dongsheng is young, he has developed the ability to keep his emotions hidden over the years.
"May I ask, young master, who are you, and who are you looking for? I do not have any of the tattoos you mentioned."
Grandma knew that my parents were just ordinary hunters and never mentioned to me that they had a benefactor like you.
Han Xuri seemed to have been cooled down by Xu Dongsheng's calmness, and he returned to his previous indifferent state.
"I am the heir of the Duke of Protectorate, and my mother is the only younger sister of the current ruler."
Many years ago, my mother took my younger brother and me to a temple to offer incense and fulfill a vow.
As a result, on the way back, we encountered bandits. My younger brother was kidnapped by the bandits, and my mother was injured.
She also suffered from depression after losing her younger brother and died young.
I just saw you and you look at least seven parts like my mother, and the remaining three parts resemble my father. Therefore, I assumed you were my long-lost younger brother.
Xu Dongsheng nodded and said,
"Please accept my condolences, young master. People say that good people are always blessed by heaven, and I believe that your younger brother is still alive in this world."
Han Xuri's gaze toward Xu Dongsheng was quite intriguing.
"Madam Zhao just introduced you as her grandson-in-law. May I ask your name? My name is Han Xuri."
Xu Dongsheng smiled and said, "My name is Xu Dongsheng."
Han Xuri laughed heartily, almost laughing until tears streamed down his face. "Alright, alright, Dongsheng. Let's go have a drink."
Huang was a bit confused by the two of them, but she also knew that there were some things that if others didn't say, she didn't need to ask.
The fact that a princess could be kidnapped by bandits is no small matter. As an ordinary citizen, it's best not to know about it.
The three returned to their table and continued drinking and eating. Naturally, no one else dared to pry into the matter.
However, the way everyone looked at Xu Dongsheng again was somewhat puzzling.
As for what they are thinking, only they themselves know.
The Zhao family enjoyed their meal immensely.
Naturally, all the guests also learned what exactly the Zhao family's newly established factory was doing.
Especially after eating the food at the Zhao family's restaurant, they were even more certain of how prosperous the Zhao family's soy sauce workshop would be.
One by one, local gentry and merchants took the initiative to request to sign purchase and sale contracts.
What's even more interesting is that these people seem to have planned it in advance, proactively dividing up sales areas. If you sell in this town, then I'll sell in another town.
Some even suggested opening the market in another county.
Mrs. Huang smiled.
"I have seen your sincerity."
However, the contract we signed with Wangyuelou stipulates that the Zhao family is responsible for production, while Wangyuelou is responsible for sales.
Therefore, this sales contract still needs to be signed with Wangyuelou.
At this moment, Han Sifang finally came in handy. He quickly grabbed paper, pen, and inkpad and went to the people.
"Everyone, come over here to discuss the contract."
Thus, the reception area in the Zhao family's living room became the main venue for everyone's negotiations.
The remaining people in the dining area, besides Han Xuri, were Magistrate Qiu and the village head, Yunyou and Xu Dongsheng.
As the head of the household, Huang naturally had to sit here and keep them company.
Han Xuri was a man of good judgment; after Xu Dongsheng and Yunyou went to the clan school, he suggested leaving.
Magistrate Qiu was going to check on the potato and sweet potato planting situation in Zhao Family Village to ensure that there were enough seeds of these high-yield crops for the entire county this year.
The village head was also uncomfortable. In the town, he was treated with respect, but in Zhao Village, no one regarded him as a proper official.
This is really awkward.
The task of taking the county magistrate around was naturally left to Zhao Jinfeng.
He's not the same person he used to be; he's now quite confident. Zhao Family Village is the wealthiest village in the surrounding area.
It is also the village with the most promising development prospects.
He firmly believes that his cousin's family can lead the whole village to prosperity.
He followed the entire opening ceremony of the soy sauce workshop, from the meal itself to the entire process.
Therefore, he knew exactly what everyone's attitude was.
Especially the head of the pavilion, who has been arrogant ever since he arrived.
Therefore, Village Chief Zhao decided to take this arrogant pavilion head to the ancestral hall of Zhao Family Village.
"My lords, there are about a hundred acres of land here, all planted with potatoes."
The sweet potatoes were planted over there, on newly reclaimed land. Although the land wasn't very fertile, it was more than enough for growing sweet potatoes.
In front of us is the ancestral hall of our Zhao Family Village, or rather, the ancestral hall of all the people in our Zhao Family Village.
Besides enshrining our Zhao family ancestors, a special area has been set aside for other villagers to enshrine their ancestors.
The plaque that the adults gave to our Zhao Family Village to mark it as a heroic village, as well as the imperial edict that the Emperor recently gave to me to humbly decline my cousin's family's offer, are also enshrined there.
Further ahead…
Zhao Jinfa was trying to remind the village head Zheng Xiyang not to think he was something special just because he was a village head.
Our Zhao Family Village received the imperial decree.
It's a village personally appointed by the county magistrate, so you, a mere village head, shouldn't take yourself too seriously.
The village head was so frightened by Zhao Jinfa that he was almost sweating profusely.
"No wonder the Zhao family doesn't respect him as a mere village head; it turns out they have connections to the highest levels."
Wait, the Zhao family…
After much thought, the village head finally remembered that the most sensational events that had occurred in Wufang Town all seemed to have taken place in Zhao Family Village.
The main character is naturally surnamed Zhao.
The pavilion chief felt a pang of regret. He should have been more careful about such a big matter; how could he have overlooked it?
What was I doing at that time? When Zhao Family Village was named a heroic village, what was I doing? I was busy repairing the government office.
What was Zhao Jiacun doing when he received the imperial edict? He was busy preparing a birthday banquet for his fifteenth concubine.
They were so busy receiving gifts that they completely forgot about this.
Zheng once had the urge to kill himself and was filled with remorse.
Zhao Jinfa's last steps stopped at the clan school at the village entrance.
“Our clan school is now divided into five classes.”
There are beginner and intermediate classes for both boys and girls. The classes are divided according to whether the children have received basic education or not.
There is also an advanced class, which is for children who are good at learning. The children in this class are eligible to participate in the preliminary examinations for the imperial examinations and the examination for the title of Xiucai (a scholar who passed the county-level imperial examination).
In our village, children start their formal education after the age of four, regardless of gender.
Now, the children in the beginner class can not only recognize and write characters, but also use an abacus. The children are also doing well in handicrafts.
The girls were even more remarkable; they could read, write, do math, do needlework, cook, and recognize herbs…
Zhao Jinfa got more and more carried away with his praise, and almost blurted out that all the girls in Zhao Family Village were quite capable fighters.
Magistrate Qiu and Zheng Xiri looked at each other, their faces practically screaming "You're kidding me!"
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