As Zhang's father was talking about the openness, the yaman rushed in, sweating on his head, in this not-so-warm solar term, it was really hard for him, as soon as he entered the door, he sent the document up, and in accordance with the county magistrate’s words, it was as it was. Narrated again.
The service was arranged. Father Zhang looked at the documents and thought that the two children could not understand. He explained it again. This class could only be stopped. Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan returned to their house. Think about how to deal with it.
"Xiaobao, the county magistrate said that we should transfer a part, what do you think?" Wang Juan considered the consequences of doing this, and the transferred cucumber seedlings seemed to be unhealthy.
"I agree, move away, transfer the cucumbers from a house, and transfer them to the cucumber fields of other people's houses in summer, and I will get them today. The cucumbers on the tops will be kept like that if they are not picked off." Zhang Xiaobao agreed.
"It will freeze to death."
"Yeah, just let the cucumber seedlings freeze to death. That is Xiangrui. We will continue to eat the rest, and we can eat for a while." Zhang Xiaobao blinked at Wang Juan and said.
"Smart people who can be liars are not the same. If the house wants to be seen by people, it needs to be demolished. The project is too big. If you move out a piece of land, you will lose a lot of money. "Wang Juan understood now, stretched out his hand and squeezed Zhang Xiaobao's face, complimenting him.
Zhang Xiaobao remained motionless and was pinched blankly. It took him a long time to speak. "Tell all the dealers on the Zhuangzi and ask them not to spread it. For example, if someone else’s aggressive methods are used, they are intimidated, and they are tempted. You come here. Arrange, you are skilled."
"Okay, but there were children from Ge Zhuang watching there that day, what can we do?" Wang Juan was really familiar with these things, and suddenly thought of the outside villagers that day.
Zhang Xiaobao also patted his forehead regretfully. He made a mistake. He didn't count that much at the beginning. The child would definitely tell others when he went back, and the grown-up would know. If the person who came to investigate was okay, ask Ge. What can Zhuang people do? This is very possible.
"What do you do?" Wang Juan couldn't think of a way.
"Yes, what can I do? How to deal with it? Buying Gezhuang? It's not easy. Come on, the cucumber seedlings have been obtained by the county magistrate in advance, and they are planted there. Just do that."
Zhang Xiaobao's little hand kept flicking on his leg. This is a habit of him. It will be the same when encountering difficult problems. Finally, he finally figured out a way. Wang Juan also nodded in agreement.
"Already by the county magistrate... Okay, I see, then do that. Move the whole house over and get two more cars. Now the snow is starting to melt in some places. Let the county magistrate find a better piece of land. Pick the cucumbers and keep them warm. It will be better if the people on the top are here and the cucumber seedlings are alive.
Everything has nothing to do with our Zhuangzi. If someone really comes to Zhuangzi to see, I will burn it all. This method says nothing can be revealed, unless it can be exchanged for the benefit of fascinating us, this method is more than just Can grow cucumbers. "
The two took the decision and let them find the servant. They won't entertain him for dinner today. They gave him two taels of silver and told him to go back and tell the county magistrate and let the county magistrate arrange all the affairs.
The servant also knew that the matter was a bit difficult to handle, so he took the money, drank a stomach of water, rode on the horse that had not fully recovered, and hurried back.
Waiting for the servants to leave, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan also started to get busy. This kind of thing cannot be estimated, especially when Zhang Xiaobao doesn't know anything about the people who came down from the state.
Bundles of firewood are piled up next to the ground. As long as there is any bad news, the firewood will be lit. Some people have already put some wood on the wall, and then the wall will be knocked down. .
Waiting for everything to be ready, it was dark, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were relieved, they lay on the kang and stopped reading, and took a rest early.
In Sanshui County, the county magistrate Cheng from here in Yamen also learned about the affairs there. After thinking about it, he finally circled a piece of land by the river. First, let people remove the snow, and then dig out all the soil below, using torches. The lowest frozen soil is roasted, the dug up soil is treated a little bit, and then filled back, everything is considered proper.
The next day, all the farmers here in Zhangjiazhuang were moved, helping to carefully dig out the cucumber vines from the soil, with soil underneath them, and re-laying the shelves on the top, putting them on the cart. The surrounding area was blocked with cloth, and trucks and trucks began to transport to the county seat.
The things in the car are precious, and the speed of the car is slow and slow, and as a result, I didn't rush to the place for the whole day. When the night comes, I have to check if there are people around and light some fire to keep the cucumber seedlings on the car warm.
During the operation, Song Jinggong and the Wang's housekeeper personally held the battle, and the two dared not sleep, so they had to sit beside the fire to watch the night.
"Housekeeper Wang, are you thirsty? Eat a cucumber." Song Jinggong picked two large cucumbers from a car and didn't wash them. He rubbed them with his hands to remove the thorns, opened his mouth and took a bite. Chew it up.
Steward Wang took the cucumber and looked worriedly at the car that Song Jinggong had opened Buman just now. After thinking about it, he asked, "Master Song, will there be a cool breeze in that car?"
"Whether he does it or not, in fact, if these things are shipped there, don't expect to be shipped back. Just deal with some people, just a few alive." Song Jinggong said nonchalantly, chewing cucumbers in her mouth, and she didn't listen carefully. I can not hear you.
Steward Wang pondered for a while and nodded, "Song Gongzi said that he won't get it back anyway. That's right, the person who drives the car will have one."
The car that was opened by Song Jinggong just now was opened again, and the driver used the fastest speed to find the bigger cucumbers, pick them off, and send them one by one.
These people gathered around the fire, eating and chatting, waiting for the horses to rest almost, then put them on again, drove forward, and arrived at the place in the middle of the night.
Song Jinggong and Wang Guanjia thought they were going to stay outside for the whole night. I'll talk about it tomorrow morning. Who knows that as soon as the convoy arrived, someone from the yamen came to pick it up, lit up one by one torches, and went directly to the land circled by the river. .
Someone was waiting here, and the county magistrate Cheng came here in person. He really hadn’t seen cucumber seedlings. The cucumbers have not been eaten much these days. Seeing the convoy coming over, people will take good care of the surrounding places. Allow anyone else to approach.
As the cloth on a car was rolled up, those cucumber seedlings appeared in front of us. Eating cucumbers and seeing long cucumber seedlings are two different things. When I saw so many seedlings with cucumbers hanging on them, except for the ones delivered. People, the others including Cheng Xianling all showed a surprised look.
"Sure enough, it makes people feel comfortable looking at it. I wish I could take one off and taste it myself." The county magistrate Cheng sighed, and the surrounding officials and the county officials also nodded, especially the county officials. He had already decided Now, at dawn tomorrow, I will take my mother to take a look. The vigorous vitality in the snow is really shocking.
Following the order of the county magistrate, the government officials began to send the seedlings to the dug pit, pour a little bit of the not-so-cold water from the house on it, and bring them from the car. The cloth is surrounded by a circle, and the upper part is also blocked.
After all this is not over, I light a circle of fire outside the cloth, and arrange a guard every five steps so that the torch cannot burn the cloth.
"My lord, it's done here. The night is deep and cold, so I'd better go back and have a rest." The county Cheng found two thick clothes, wrapped himself up, decided to stay here, and persuaded the county magistrate to go back.
Cheng Lingxiang nodded, prepared to leave, walked out a few steps, and came back again, "Forget it, I can't sleep when I go back, so let me get some food and drink. I'll just stay here."
Cheng Lingxiang is really worried. It’s only eleven today, and there are four days left. The most worrying thing is that the first night has passed, so it’s easy to say, tomorrow I will do it the same way, and it will not pass. It's a little troublesome when people come from above.
Song Jinggong and the others didn't care, they looked for a place to rest, drove continuously, they were tired and tired.
When the dazzling but not much warm sun rose the next day, Cheng County Commander rubbed his red eyes, opened a gap in the cloth and looked inward, but after a few glances he couldn't see whether it was successful. So, I had to call someone who understands farming, and this person can get a clear idea with just a glance.
"My lord, it is estimated that 30% of the seedlings will die in about three days, and the rest is hard to say. If you can survive ten days, it is estimated that there will be two good achievements." This person considered it carefully, and directed Cheng County. Ling said.
"Okay, okay, that's okay. If you die three times, you will die three times. Then pick all the cucumbers on top, save the large ones for cooking, and pickle the small ones."
Cheng Lingxiang was completely relieved when he heard that there was a rice seedling that could last for a long time. He half-squinted his eyes and sent him back to his residence behind the yamen. The other matters were left to the county prime minister.
The county prime minister Zhang Mingsheng saw that he was the biggest official here, and he squinted for a while, and waited for the sun to get higher, so that he would let his mother come back to pick him up and take a look.
After a while, Mother Zhang came. The old lady was not very old, she was not in her sixties, but her body was not very good. She was helped by the county prime minister Zhang Mingsheng from the car, and she looked around and asked:
"My son, what's the matter for asking my mother to come over? Don't worry, don't worry, there is a mother here, and my mother is in charge of my son. If it doesn't work, mother will ask your uncle and them."
From these two sentences, Song Jinggong, who had come by next to her, knew that this old lady came from a scholarly family. She couldn't help but sighed when she thought she had no relatives. If her mother was there, she would definitely protect herself in this way.
"Mother, the child didn’t cause trouble, it’s a good thing, mother, you come with the child, and the child shows you good things." Mother looked in.
"Cucumber, so many cucumbers, my son, is this true? Who is so capable of planting cucumbers at this time? I am the blessing of the Tang Dynasty." Mother Zhang looked inward, and the turbid eyes suddenly brightened. A lot, said excitedly.