The villagers then dispersed.
As they dispersed, they all trotted home. They wanted to get home quickly to share with their families that they had seen the county magistrate, a real county magistrate, not the one in the play.
"Mr. County, would you like to rest at my home for a while?" Village Chief Wang invited.
There was no other way but to invite them. It was too cold outside, and Village Chief Wang was shivering with cold after being outside for a while.
There was nowhere else to go in the village, so I could only invite them to my home.
What worried Village Chief Wang even more was that after inviting the magistrate to his home, he had to prepare lunch. However, he didn't even have refined rice or flour at home. He couldn't use black flour to entertain the county magistrate, right?
County Magistrate Zhou had seen almost everything in the village. Generally speaking, the village was peaceful and tranquil. However, it was hard to say what would happen in the future as the number of refugees increased.
County Magistrate Zhou also planned to have a good talk with the village chief.
"Let's go to the shop." County Magistrate Zhou pointed to Qian Chunhua's shop beside the official road at the entrance of the village.
"Okay, okay." Village Chief Wang breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better to go to the shop. At least it would be warmer there.
As soon as he lifted the door curtain of the shop, County Magistrate Zhou smelled the aroma of fried meat. Not only County Magistrate Zhou smelled it, but Village Chief Wang also smelled it.
For the village chief Wang, who was short of money, he almost couldn't hold back his saliva.
In addition to fried chicken wings and chicken legs, Qian Chunhua was thinking that County Magistrate Zhou and his bodyguard brother, a total of five people, would definitely not have enough chicken and fish to eat.
He also took out five pounds of plum meat from the space, cut it into small strips, and planned to make it all into fried crispy meat.
In addition to the crispy pork, Qian Chunhua also took a lot of oyster mushrooms from the space and fried two full pots of oyster mushrooms.
Sprinkle spicy noodles on these foods and they will instantly become delicious.
In order to prevent the food from getting cold after being left out for too long, Qian Chunhua stored all the fried food in the space.
After frying, Qian Chunhua's sweet and sour spareribs were ready, and Qian Chunhua made stir-fried shredded potatoes and pickled mustard greens. In the end, only the pickled fish was left.
Village Chief Wang sat with Magistrate Zhou in the lobby. Qian's mother had already lit two stoves, making the lobby warm and cozy.
"Dad, can you smell it?" Seeing his father come in, Zhou You walked up to him and asked.
Without waiting for his father's answer, Zhou You took a deep breath and said, "It smells so good. Sister Hua didn't let me go in to see it. She said it would definitely satisfy my appetite."
"You'er, come here, don't disturb your father." When Mrs. Zhou saw that there was a stranger accompanying her husband, she knew that there must be something important to discuss, so she hurriedly stopped her son from going forward.
"Mr. Zhou." Village Chief Wang recognized Zhou You.
The last time the village was searched, this young man was in the shop, protecting Qian Chunhua both verbally and impliedly. The officers and soldiers were also very nice to him. It turned out that he was the son of County Magistrate Zhou.
No wonder. Village Chief Wang looked at Qian's mother with a hidden gaze, and then looked at Qian Chunhua who was busy cooking in the kitchen.
Their family was lucky enough to get to know the county magistrate's family.
When Qian's mother saw the village chief, she immediately served him a cup of brown sugar ginger tea. In the cold weather, a cup of warm ginger tea not only warmed up Village Chief Wang's body, but also his heart.
"Have there been any refugees entering the village?" asked County Magistrate Zhou.
Village Chief Wang quickly shook his head and said, "No, thanks to the many soldiers patrolling the official road. Thank you, county lord, for your concern."
County Magistrate Zhou frowned. He didn't like the flattering look of Village Chief Wang. Even though the county magistrate liked it before, it didn't mean he liked it too.
County Magistrate Zhou shook his head helplessly and said, "Although there are soldiers patrolling, your village still needs to pay attention, especially at night, there should be someone on duty. It's okay to encounter refugees, but I'm afraid I'll encounter bandits."
At this point, County Magistrate Zhou paused and continued, "The bandits are inhumane. In Ganzhou, we have seen bandits enter a village and massacre all the villagers."
What County Magistrate Zhou said was by no means alarmist. People who are forced into a desperate situation are capable of doing anything.
It was his words that frightened Village Chief Wang and Qian's mother, who heard about it for the first time.
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