Chapter 265 Entrusted to Xiaowu
Ye Mingzhu was really convinced. She only wanted to persuade Wu Jiang, but she didn't think of starting with the other descendants of the Wu family.
If the Wu family loves their child and abandons a grandson whose whereabouts are unknown, but can help the whole family, anyone with a clear mind will make this choice.
It’s not that Ye Mingzhu is less insightful than Aunt Jiang, but it’s because Aunt Jiang has seen more and knows these things better.
Fortunately, this matter can be resolved satisfactorily. As long as the wasteland issue is dealt with, Ye Mingzhu can go to the provincial capital with peace of mind.
The next day, Wu Jiang took Ye Mingzhu to the last piece of wasteland. Ye Mingzhu was a little disappointed at first, but she didn't expect that while walking around, she actually found a field of lush green weeds.
In this season, the wild grass is green, so there must be hot springs here.
Ye Mingzhu felt that she was extremely lucky as she had discovered two hot springs, both of which could be used to grow sweet potatoes.
Ye Mingzhu, in a good mood, did not return to the village but went directly to the county town.
On the way, Wu Jiang told Ye Mingzhu that their whole family agreed to the marriage.
Ye Mingzhu was right. Li Dani agreed to the marriage yesterday. She congratulated him with a smile and said that she would give generous gifts when the two children got engaged.
Wu Jiang finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked Ye Mingzhu to put him in the snack shop while he went to see Wu Tie.
Ye Mingzhu guessed that he wanted to tell Wu Tie about this and agreed with a smile.
In front of the dim sum shop, until Ye Mingzhu's carriage came over, Aunt Mo came out of the kitchen and looked at Ye Mingzhu with inquiring eyes.
Ye Mingzhu nodded silently, smiled at the others, said she had something else to do, and left first.
When Aunt Mo saw Wu Jiang, she guessed that the Wu family agreed. She smiled and kept calling Wu Tie to come and see Wu Jiang.
Uncle Yan drove his carriage to the county government office.
When Yu Jiaming and Xiaowu heard that there were two pieces of wasteland where sweet potatoes could be grown, they smiled.
"It seems that God really blesses my Dashun. As long as I can grow sweet potatoes well, no one in my Dashun will starve to death again."
Yu Jiaming laughed out loud.
Ye Mingzhu felt that he was taking things for granted. The yield of modern sweet potatoes was much higher than that of the ones they grew, but people still starved to death. It could only be said that there would be fewer people starving to death in the future.
But Yu Jiaming was in high spirits now, so she didn't say anything to spoil his mood.
With Yu Jiaming's insistence, Ye Mingzhu bought the two pieces of wasteland with only a small amount of money.
"Mingzhu, what do you think of Zhuangzi?" Yu Jiaming asked immediately after two land deeds with Ye Mingzhu's name on them were freshly produced.
Ye Mingzhu really didn't want these two pieces of wasteland, but her name was already written on the land, so she really couldn't just ignore it.
"Just like my current farm, I'll build a main courtyard and cultivate all the other arable land. I'll plant sweet potatoes first, and then when it gets warm in the spring, I'll plant candied potatoes on the rest of the land."
Ye Mingzhu also plans to build a brown sugar workshop on one of the farms so that she doesn't have to make brown sugar in the small courtyard.
The small courtyard is too close to the main courtyard, which is actually a bit inconvenient.
"Okay, that's a great idea. If more people in the county can grow candy sticks, everyone's income will increase in the future."
Yu Jiaming became even happier, while Ye Mingzhu looked at him with some anger.
She tried hard to help him, but he was trying to poach her. She hadn't made any money from the sweet sticks yet, but this man was trying to get everyone in the county to grow sweet sticks.
Yu Jiaming noticed Ye Mingzhu's unhappiness and was a little confused: "What I said just now was wrong."
Ye Mingzhu wanted to yell that it was wrong, but she remembered that Yu Jiaming was the county magistrate, so she lowered her voice a little: "There aren't many people in the entire county who grow sweet sticks. Are you sure everyone believes you?"
"Sweet potatoes can be grown to satisfy hunger, and as long as people see the yield, they will naturally follow suit. But sweet potatoes are not meant to be eaten or drunk. After they are grown, someone has to make them into brown sugar. How many people will follow suit?"
"Don't you have a workshop that can make brown sugar?" Yu Jiaming blurted out.
Ye Mingzhu couldn't help but glared at him. "My small workshop can only make brown sugar from the sweet sticks on my farm. How can I care about the affairs of your farm?"
This guy really thinks of himself as a hard laborer.
Ye Mingzhu felt that she could not continue talking to Yu Jiaming, so she simply waved her hand and said, "You can find someone else to deal with the sweet stick matter. I have something else to do, so I'm leaving now."
"Wait," Yu Jiaming stopped Ye Mingzhu, "I've found you a group of official slaves. Come back tomorrow and take them back with you. You can have them reclaim the wasteland directly."
Ye Mingzhu sighed inwardly, turned around, and said with embarrassment: "Master Yu, I have to go out in a few days. How can I manage all the official slaves you have?"
Yu Jiaming was stunned for a moment: "You want to go out? It's so cold? Where are you going?"
Ye Mingzhu didn't want to say it at first, but her whereabouts were no secret, and since people were needed to work in the wasteland, she wanted to ask Xiaowu to do it.
"My uncle is in the capital city. I want to go see him."
"Your uncle?" Yu Jiaming stared at her. "Why haven't I heard you talk about your uncle?"
"Didn't you tell me?" Ye Mingzhu was also unsure. "I have another uncle who is now in the capital city. He wrote to us a few days ago and asked Yun An and me to go to the capital city to play."
Yu Jiaming wanted to ask about Ye Mingzhu's uncle, but Ye Mingzhu looked directly at Xiaowu.
"Xiao Wu, while we're away, I'll leave the wasteland in your care."
Xiao Wu pointed at himself in surprise: "Me?"
"Yes, I'll have my village headman go and keep an eye on the wasteland. You've lived on my village before and know him. If he can't make up his mind, could you please help him make a decision?"
Ye Mingzhu had thought about this issue when she came, so she said it very smoothly.
Yu Jiaming frowned: "Xiaowu still has to work in the government office."
"But, the government doesn't need Xiaowu to be there every day. He only needs to go to the wasteland every other day to check on it. Otherwise, you should find a reliable person to keep an eye on the wasteland."
Ye Mingzhu's words sounded a bit naive. After she finished speaking, she looked at Yu Jiaming and asked him to make the arrangements.
Yu Jiaming has limited people available, and everyone has their own things to do, so there is no room for manpower.
"But, why is it Xiaowu?" He felt that Ye Mingzhu had a better relationship with Xiaowu than with him, and felt a little uncomfortable.
"In the entire yamen, I only know you and Xiaowu. You are the county magistrate. If I don't bother Xiaowu, who else should I bother?" Ye Mingzhu had an expression that asked, "What do you think I'm going to do?"
Yu Jiaming was tricked by her and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"No need for a few official slaves, I can just find someone to keep an eye on it. Mingzhu, tell me what you want to do with those two pieces of wasteland."
Xiaowu reached out to Ye Mingzhu and asked her to follow him to the side.
After the two walked away, Uncle Yan shook his head disapprovingly at Yu Jiaming: "Master Yu, you care too much about Mingzhu."
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