Huang was very pleased that Zhao Minggeng could focus his attention on the shop.
At least with this income, the children at the orphanage in Kenqing City will have enough money to spend.
As long as I can raise the children to the age of 14, that's all that matters.
Once this orphanage is opened, it cannot be closed.
Because you never know when, some children might be taken in, and this kind of nurturing is a continuous cycle of life.
This is a long-term process.
For the Zhao family, cultivating their own people is more important than making money.
Only reliable people can help manage an orphanage well.
Only then can we ensure that so many children can grow up smoothly and healthily.
After letting loose, Zhao Minggeng has recently been entangled with unwanted romantic advances.
Because he often went to the grasslands to ride horses.
They would also bring vegetables and salt to some herders, and sometimes even a lot of grain.
Although they also sell them at the post station, the quality is never as good as what Zhao Minggeng brought.
Therefore, Zhao Minggeng became even more popular.
When Zhao Minggeng brought things for people, he didn't ask for money; at most, he would ask for a piece of cowhide or sheepskin.
Over time, these people also realized that Zhao Minggeng wanted these hides to make shoes.
The herders on the grasslands are very skilled in this area. While they may not be good at embroidery, both men and women can make shoes.
As a result, at Zhao Minggeng's request, leather boots of various sizes were made.
When asked about different shoe sizes, the herders would always inquire who the shoes were for, and Zhao Minggeng never hid the answer.
There are gifts for daughters, sons, parents, oneself, and sons-in-law, but none for daughters-in-law.
The observant herdsman noticed the key point and asked his wife.
Zhao Minggeng simply said that was all. He wouldn't go into details.
So the herders started to wonder if they should introduce a wife to Zhao's husband.
Before the old women could find a suitable match for Zhao Minggeng, a girl named Gegentana took a liking to him.
She didn't mind at all that Zhao Minggeng was old enough to be her father.
She only felt that the man was tall and handsome, and spoke very politely.
When I saw her, she didn't have the sticky, green-eyed look that the local young men had when they saw her.
She felt that Zhao Minggeng was the ideal husband she had in mind.
Zhao Minggeng was overjoyed to receive the several pairs of boots that the herdsmen had made for him that day.
After exchanging pleasantries, they prepared to ride back to Dawar.
Then she was stopped by Gegentana, who had a head full of braids.
Zhao Minggeng asked in very broken Mongolian dialect, "Young lady, is there anything I can help you with?"
Gegentana blushed, but still bravely spoke up.
"Warrior, I want to marry you. Will you marry me?"
What? This completely baffled Zhao Minggeng.
I'm a little confused. Is that what he meant?
He glanced at the other herders, who were smiling at him and encouraging him.
Zhao Minggeng quickly shook his head.
"Young lady, you're about the same age as my daughter. There's no way I'd marry a young girl."
My mother would beat me to death if she did that.
Besides, I don't want to get married.
So many fine young men on the grasslands like you.
Turn around and look behind you; there are so many good men for you to choose from.
I'm such an old geezer, it's really not appropriate for me.
Uncle wishes you find your perfect match soon.
After saying that, Zhao Minggeng jumped onto the horse's back, squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, and the horse took off running.
Only a trail of smoke and dust remained behind.
Gegentana's face turned even redder, not from embarrassment, but from anger.
She stomped her foot and said, "Hmph, no man I set my sights on can escape my grasp."
After saying that, he rode off in the direction Zhao Minggeng was heading.
When Gegentana ran away, her admirers were also unhappy.
Why should they accept that an old geezer doesn't even want the pearl in their eyes?
We have to chase after him, catch up with him, and beat that old man up.
This is their linear thinking; in their minds...
Gegentana is the jewel in their hearts.
No one should look down on her; she's the one who looks down on others.
Therefore, regardless of Zhao Minggeng's reasons for not accepting Gegentana, it is Zhao Minggeng's fault.
Well, Zhao Minggeng rode his horse at breakneck speed ahead all by himself.
A young woman was chasing after him, followed closely by a group of young men.
This scene is a bit funny.
It's easy to guess that the man in front might have offended the girl behind him.
The group at the very back are there to offer their support.
Herdsman A: "Is this a horse riding competition today? Why can't a group of grassland people beat a Han Chinese?"
Herdsman B: "Yes, this is such a disgrace to us grassland people. Brothers, let's go and see what's going on."
Sure enough, one by one they mounted their horses, and the main force behind them grew larger and larger.
When Zhao Minggeng returned to Dawar, because he was the county magistrate, no one stopped him even though he didn't show his identification badge.
The people who came after them were different.
Especially when they saw the thick smoke billowing behind them, the soldiers guarding the city shouted that the enemy was attacking and the city gates were suddenly closed.
Gegentana ran to the city gate, only to find it closed. She shouted loudly.
"Open the gate! I want to enter the city. It's not time to close the gates yet. Why won't you let us in?"
The soldiers guarding the city stood at the gate.
Why should we let you in?
"Who knows if you're a mob? Look at your aggressive demeanor, I suspect you're planning to assassinate our magistrate."
As the soldiers guarding the city talked, they remembered the magistrate's frantic escape and suddenly realized that Zhao Minggeng was being chased.
Gegentana looked up at the soldiers on the city gate.
"Stop talking nonsense. Who wanted to assassinate your magistrate? I was chasing after that man in the blue clothes. I want to marry him."
But he disagreed, and I had to ask him why.
The soldiers guarding the city were dumbfounded.
"How can you ask someone the reason like that? Look behind you, there are so many people. If you say it's not a chase, no one will believe you."
Gegentana turned around and saw them chasing after her.
Not only were the young men who usually fawned over her dumbfounded, but so many herders on the grasslands were also stunned.
"Gegentana, why are you standing at the city gate instead of going in?"
"Bartel asked."
Gegentana gave a forced smile. "The city gates are closed."
Batel looked at it, completely puzzled.
"Didn't that old guy just go in? Why won't they let you in?"
Gegentana really wants to kick Batel right now.
"Look at all those people behind us, they might think we're about to attack the city."
When Batel turned around, he was dumbfounded to see the herdsmen who had followed him on horseback across the grassland.
What's going on?
The large group of people stopped at the gates of Dawar, and then they looked at each other in bewilderment.
Zhao Minggeng ran back to the yamen in a flash.
After putting down the various boots I had brought back, I was about to wash my hands and change my clothes when I heard a report from the city guard that a lot of herdsmen had come from outside the city.
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