Group pet little lucky girl: Jiaojiao bag brings the whole family rich

Chapter 119 On the Rewards for Deeds
After solving a major case and saving the grandson of his mentor, County Magistrate Lin was full of joy, and with a wave of his hand, ordered the county government to issue rewards.

Among them, Zhou Laosan and Yang Shu contributed the most, and they each rewarded 20 taels of silver.

Zhou Laosan was promoted to be the deputy envoy of the Hebo Institute and continued to be in charge of the dock affairs. Yang Shu was transferred to the county and promoted to the deputy envoy of the Inspection Department.

Secondly, Chen Dali assisted meritorious service, rewarded ten taels of silver, and called him as a patrol to assist Zhou Laosan in managing the wharf.

Wu Yong was brave and fearless in the fight with the traffickers, and he was rewarded with ten taels of silver.

In addition, Song Butou praised him very much, threw an olive branch, and invited him to enter the county government as a catcher.

As for Fat Miao'er, Li Xiaodao and others, they will be rewarded with ten taels of silver for reporting meritorious service.

In the end, all the coolies who participated and contributed were rewarded with two taels of silver, and the Yamen was responsible for the medicine money for the injured.

Inside the hall.

An ingot-shaped silver ingot, white and shining with silver light, was placed in the middle of the table.

Fat Miao'er, Li Xiaodao, Wei Shu, Compass, and Liu Ye'er gathered around the table, staring at it excitedly.

This is not an ordinary silver ingot, it is an official silver ingot with a smooth color and complete appearance, which makes people fall in love with it once they see it.

"Twelve!"

"A full twelve!"

"Master Lin is such a good official!"

Compass grinned happily, his eyes shining brightly.

Good officer?
Wei Shu was noncommittal, lowered his head, his eyes flashed with deepness, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid Xu Ziling has a lot of background, otherwise, based on this case alone, the county magistrate wouldn't be able to spend so much money."

After hearing this, everyone nodded.

Fat Miao'er asked curiously: "Then what is his identity? He shouldn't be a nobleman, right?"

"It's not, but it's not that far off." Li Xiaodao shook his head.

Fat Miao'er, Wei Shu and others came back early that day, but he was still there, hearing the conversation between County Magistrate Lin and Xu Ziling.

"His grandfather seems to be the magistrate's mentor."

Teacher?

No wonder so!
Several people suddenly realized.

"His grandfather's official position must be not small, otherwise how could he be the teacher of the county magistrate, at least he is also a magistrate." Compass guessed.

Wei Shu glanced at it and shook his head: "It's not like that."

Compass has never been to school, so he doesn't know the twists and turns, but Wei Shu understands, and explained: "There are two situations for a person who can be called a mentor."

"One is that the Great Confucianism accepts closed disciples, teaches them carefully since childhood, and cultivates them to become talents."

"The second kind of imperial examination, the imperial court officials act as the chief examiners, and those who get the titles on the gold list in that session are counted as their disciples, and they are called mentors."

"Xu Ziling's situation, if I'm not mistaken, should belong to the second type."

As soon as Wei Shu finished speaking, Compass picked up the silver ingot on the table, put it to his mouth and bit it hard, and said vaguely: "Whatever, he loves whoever he loves, as long as we have silver."

"That's right!" Liu Ye'er smiled.

"With these ten taels of silver, we will have a lot of money and we can have a good year."

Fat Miao'er leaned on her chin, her fleshy little face squeezed into a ball.

"In the spring of next year, we can build the house bigger. It's better to build a big tile house with blue bricks."

Fat Miaoer enjoyed it happily.

"That's impossible."

Li Xiaodao raised his hand and patted Fat Miao'er's head, with a doting smile on his face.

"Uncle Yong's house cost more than 50 taels to build. Even if we built a smaller one, it would cost 40 taels."

"The silver in our hands is still not enough after adding these ten taels of silver."

"We can earn more."

Fat Miao'er doesn't take it seriously, anyway, there is still a winter, so I'll think about a way to make money!

"Green bricks and large tiles can be used for the main house, and mud, sand and gravel can also be used for the warehouse, kitchen, and yard." Liu Ye'er suggested.

Compass answered: "The east and west wing rooms can be left unbuilt for the time being, anyway, we have few people, and we can't live if we build too many..."

The five people spoke to each other and started a heated discussion.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and Zhou Laosan brought Zhou Zhou Lang and Zhou Zhou Lang over.

Zhou Zhoulang is the eldest son of the second family. He is 12 years old this year. He wears a gray jacket and has a round face. He has two dimples when he smiles. He talks less and is rather shy.

He was holding a small pot of steamed pig's blood, and Zhou Zhou Lang was also holding another small pot.

Zhou Laosan was carrying a large piece of pork in his hand, about four or five catties.

"Fat Miao'er, a pig was slaughtered at home, and father brought you a pot of pig's blood and cut a piece of meat for you."

Zhou Laosan handed the meat in his hand to Li Xiaodao, and then looked at Fat Miao'er again.

Smiling and emphasizing: "Your grandma cut this by herself. The front leg of the pig was picked. The fat and lean meat of this part is the tightest, and it tastes chewy."

"And this pig's blood is also steamed by you."

As Zhou Laosan said, he signaled Zhou Zhoulang to hand over the pig's blood to Fat Miao'er and the others.

He smacked his mouth, "It's really not my father's boast, just make blood tofu. Your grandma in our village is one of the best. The steamed stuff is tender and smooth. Whoever has tasted it will not give a thumbs up."

Zhou Laosan gave Mrs. Zhou a wave of embarrassment.

"Daddy help me thank you grandma!"

Fat Miao'er frowned and said in a crisp voice.

Seeing her expression, Zhou Laosan felt more at ease, and said loudly: "You all will go over in a while, there is a stewed bone meat at home, and your grandma told you to eat it."

Zhou Laosan looked at Li Xiaodao, Wei Shu and the others.

"Third Uncle, we won't go there."

As the eldest of the family, Li Xiaodao politely declined.

"That won't do!"

Zhou Laosan pretended to be angry and made a serious face on purpose. "We are all a family. If you don't go there, you will treat third uncle as an outsider!"

Zhou Laosan looked unhappy.

Li Xiaodao was a little at a loss, looked at Fat Miao'er, and then at Wei Shu. When it came to this, he really didn't know how to answer.

"Okay, okay, that's it!"

Zhou Laosan waved his hand, which was the final word.

"I still have to go to Wu's house, the pot of blood tofu is for their family." Zhou Laosan said.

Wu Yong also helped him a lot in this incident, especially in the interrogation of prisoners.

And in the process of getting along, Zhou Laosan found that Wu Yong is a real man who is straightforward and neat in speaking and doing things.

He decided to abandon his prejudices and get close to Wu Yong.

"Father, I'll take you there." Fat Miao'er took Zhou Laosan's hand.

Zhou Laosan took the small basin from Zhou Zhoulang's arms, dismissed Zhou Zhoulang and Zhou Zhoulang, and followed Fat Miao'er through the small wooden door between the two courtyards to Wu's house.

"Uncle Yong! Aunt Wu!"

Fat Miao'er shouted at the top of his voice.

At this time, Wu Yong and Chun Niang were lying in the room, and when they heard the voice, they got up immediately, pushed open the door, saw that it was Zhou Laosan, and greeted, "Brother Zhou is here, come in quickly."

Wu Yong led them to the main room, and the two sat down. Chunniang poured tea for Zhou Laosan, and also brought melon seeds for Fat Miaoer.

"The family butchered a pig and made blood tofu. I'll bring you a bowl."

Zhou Laosan put down the basin in his hand.

Wu Yong took a look and said with a smile, "Brother Wednesday is too polite."

(End of this chapter)