Travel back to ancient times and open a Sichuan restaurant

Chapter 390

"Lord County Magistrate?"

Those in the village who were not at Zhao Ganwei's house were either working in the fields or sitting under a tree chatting.

At this time, an official wearing red and black clothes and with a knife on his waist came towards this side and said that the county magistrate had arrived. Everyone was a little confused.

They know the county magistrate, who has been here twice, but this is the first time the county magistrate has heard of him. Is he a higher-ranking official than the county magistrate?

The official asked solemnly, "Where is the head of your village? Ask him to come out and greet the county magistrate."

Tie Niu, who had no place to sit at home, was wandering around the village. When he heard someone looking for his grandfather, he hurried forward.

The child was clever. Although he didn't know the man, he recognized the clothes the official was wearing. After finding out that it was the county magistrate who came, he ran back home as fast as he could.

Zhao Ganwei's shoes almost fell off his feet. County magistrate! This is a man that the county magistrate has to kneel down and kowtow to when he sees him.

Ding Renhua did not go out, but was still sitting in the main room. The county magistrate of a small place was not worthy of his meeting, but he knew what he came for.

He and the servant were the only ones left in the main room; everyone else had gone out to greet the county magistrate.

Zhong Ruyi followed behind the crowd, her hand held by Chen Dongzhi who had finished his work, and the two talked in low voices.

"I don't know where the county magistrate came from."

Chen Dongzhi said succinctly, "Guangning Prefecture."

"What do you think you're here for?"

"I don't know, it shouldn't be a bad thing."

Soon a large group of people knelt down, and then the county magistrate came out from the carriage.

He was about thirty years old, thin, dark-skinned, and had a gentle smile on his face:

"Hurry up, who is the head of Xinghua Village?"

Zhao Ganwei stood up tremblingly, not knowing what gust of wind brought the county magistrate here.

The county magistrate smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, old man. I came here this time to reward your Xinghua Village."

He tilted his head slightly, and several officers came up carrying a wooden box.

"The people of Xinghua Village have made great contributions in growing melons and apples. I have specially written a plaque to give to your village. I have reported the melons and apples grown to the court. I believe there will be rewards soon."

The county magistrate sent a plaque to their Xinghua Village!

Everyone present felt dizzy, as if they were in a dream.

Zhong Ruyi was very surprised. Could this be the good news that Mr. Fang was talking about?

This is indeed a good thing!

With this plaque, who would dare to look down on the people of Xinghua Village?

This is the unique honor of Liuyun Town and even the entire Yunzhou!

The villagers had just stood up, but now they all knelt down and kowtowed excitedly.

Zhong Ruyi pulled Chen Dongzhi and they both knelt down. Chen's mother, Zhong's mother and others formed a circle around them.

Zhao Ganwei was about to burst into tears, and the county magistrate helped him up, "Old man, this is a happy thing, don't cry."

Everyone followed suit to comfort him, but there were also tear marks on their faces, which showed their excitement.

I never thought that growing watermelons would earn me a reward from the county magistrate and even give me a plaque.

Don’t be too arrogant when you go out next time!

It seemed as if the county magistrate came just to present the plaque, and left in a hurry after doing so.

The villagers walked him for a distance before stopping and walking back. Everyone was very excited and started talking about where to hang the plaque.

"Village chief, how about we build an ancestral hall? The plaque can be hung in the ancestral hall, and in the future, when an elderly person becomes a guest, they can also place the tablet in the ancestral hall."

When the guest is from the older generation, it means that the old person has passed away.

"Yes, Village Chief. I see that Taohua Village and Jiangjia Village both have ancestral halls. We can't be inferior to them, right? Things are different now. We will be unique in the future!"

Zhao Ganwei remained silent, not because he didn't want to talk, but because he was so excited that he lost his voice.

The villagers were surprised that the village chief was so calm. He was indeed a man who had seen the world.

But they soon sat down and drank a sip of tea. As soon as Zhao Ganwei spoke, everyone started laughing.

The reason is that his voice was fine when he was talking to the county magistrate in the village just now, but now it has become hoarse and unpleasant. It seems that he is not as calm as he looks!

The wooden box was opened by several villagers. Zhao Ganwei asked them to be gentle, lift the plaque out, take a look at it and then put it back.

There were four big characters inscribed on the plaque: Hometown of Excellent Fruits, and there was also the seal of the county government. What a great honor it was!

Wang Laizi, who was illiterate in the crowd, pointed at the words and asked Chen Dongzhi next to him, "Brother Chen, what's written on it?"

“The land of good fruit.”

Wang Laizi was puzzled. "Why is it called the hometown of good fruits? Can't it be called the hometown of watermelons or apples?"

Zhao Ganwei heard his muttering and glared at him. How dare you question the county magistrate? Are you going to die?

But his expression soon softened, and he said to Zhong Ruyi in the crowd, "Ruyi, our village is what it is today thanks to you. If you hadn't brought back these watermelon seeds and apple seedlings from the town, we wouldn't have this day. Uncle is grateful to you!"

Everyone agreed.

"Yes! We should thank the daughter of the Zhong family! Without her, how could our village have such a good life today?"

"Thank you, Ruyi! I said bad things about you a few years ago. Look at my broken mouth. I really deserve a slap!" An aunt raised her hand and slapped herself in the face a few times, causing everyone to laugh kindly.

They are so happy!

Zhong's mother and others were naturally happy that their daughter was being praised, and at this moment they joined the person who was speaking in praising others.

I never thought that there would be a day when one person would change the entire village.

Zhong Ruyi felt embarrassed by the compliment. Her cheeks turned slightly red and she glanced at the man next to her. Seeing that he was also looking at her with a smile on his face, she couldn't help feeling a little shy.

However, Ding Renhua, who watched the whole thing from beginning to end, felt somewhat disdainful. If rolling his eyes had not affected his image as a nobleman, he would have already exploded.

Aren’t these country bumpkins just receiving a plaque from the county magistrate of a small place?

Cooperating with the Ding family in Beijing is much more worthwhile than seeing this broken plaque. Why don’t I see these people happily talking about hosting a banquet to invite people to dinner?

The villagers have already discussed it and decided that each household will contribute money to build a Hundred Family Ancestral Hall. This plaque will then be placed in the hall. Now this plaque is temporarily placed at the village chief's home and will be moved there when the hall is officially completed.

Three days later, a grand banquet will be held to invite relatives and friends from all families to come and celebrate this great event together!

The news that the county magistrate had come to deliver a personally written plaque quickly spread throughout Liuyun Town, and more than a dozen villages, large and small, in the surrounding area knew about it.

There are people who are envious, jealous and hateful, but that doesn't stop them from coming over to ask for a drink.

So when Jiang Qin came back the next day to get the rabbits and chickens, Zhong Ruyi asked him to tell Sun Tao and others that the restaurant would be closed the day after tomorrow and would have to take a break for two days.

In addition to Sun Tao, Jiang Qin, Jiang Rong and their two sons, Wei and accountant Xie Hai can come to Xinghua Village to share in the joy if they are willing.