Mozun boss is working as an aunt in farming

Chapter 568

County magistrate Zhao waved his hand, walked to the door, and ordered the servants who had brought him in front of passers-by: "From today onwards, those of you who are patrolling the streets, come here more often. Arrest them and exile them on the Tongnan border."

"Yes, my lord!" The yamen servants responded in unison.

The loud voice immediately attracted many passers-by. The shopkeeper Zhang of Yuelai Restaurant opposite saw that Si Jinbai and the others had the support of County Magistrate Zhao, and was so angry that he almost smashed his beloved abacus.

"On the contrary, I misread it. I thought it was a few unknown pawns, but I didn't expect to have the support of the county magistrate. No wonder he dared to confront me that day!"

"The shopkeeper, are we still looking for someone to make trouble?" The guy beside him asked him in a low voice.

"What are you looking for? Didn't you hear what Magistrate Zhao just said at the opposite door? Do you have the guts to fight against Magistrate Zhao?" Shopkeeper Zhang looked resentful.

The buddy Nuonuo didn't dare to speak.

Shopkeeper Zhang stared viciously at Si Jinbai who was sending Zhao County Magistrate away: "I'll let you go crazy for a few more days. After the restaurant opens, there will be times when you will cry!"

Si Jinbai sent off County Magistrate Zhao, and as soon as he returned to Shanhaiju, He Changfeng hurriedly stepped forward and asked him, "How did you ask the county magistrate to support our restaurant?"

Si Jinbai said with a happy face: "I invited you to move, it was invited by my aunt!"

"Shaodong's family? How can she, a child of the Shaodong family, work for the county magistrate?" He Changfeng said in surprise.

"Mr. He doesn't know, but our aunt has helped County Magistrate Zhao a lot. The reason Zhao County Magistrate came to support us today is because he owes Auntie a reward." Si Jinbai couldn't help showing pride when he mentioned this matter. .

"Shaodong's family helped County Magistrate Zhao a lot?" He Changfeng became even more confused. The Shaodong's family is a seven-year-old doll, what can she do for the county magistrate?

Seeing his bewildered expression, Si Jinbai smiled and pulled him to an empty corner, and whispered to him about Si Qing's glorious deeds.

In this way, under the intensive preparations of the village and the county seat, on March [-]th, Shanhaiju opened for business.

The sound of crackling firecrackers on the street attracted many passers-by to watch, and the fact that the county magistrate Zhao blatantly supported Shanhaiju made all the merchants and wealthy gentry in the county also pay attention to Shanhaiju.

At first, these people thought that Shiweiju had changed bosses, and they didn't take it to heart.

Knowing that Shanhaiju opened, County Magistrate Zhao would come, so in order to impress County Magistrate Zhao, he brought his servants to join in the fun on this day.

Unexpectedly, after the sound of firecrackers, I suddenly saw an old man with gray beard and long sleeves in a moon-white wide-sleeved robe walking to the door with fluttering sleeves.

He slightly clasped his fists and saluted everyone: "Dear fellows, today is the opening day of my Shanhaiju. Welcome all fellow daoists to visit us."

"Fellow daoist?" The audience couldn't help but feel a little more novel about this address.

County magistrate Zhao looked at the old man with gray beard and bristling bones at the door, and couldn't help but be amazed: "Old man, are you a cultivator?"

The old man just smiled and said nothing.

Suddenly, a pleasant flute sounded from outside the crowd, and everyone turned their heads to look behind them.

I saw a girl in a light pink gauze dress and two cute little buns standing barefoot on the back of a big yellow spotted tiger.

The girl was born in pink and jade, with a little cinnabar between her eyebrows. She is holding a green bamboo flute, and the melodious and mysterious sound of the flute flows out slowly from the bamboo flute.

A breeze blows.

Layers of veils danced, as if the girl on the tiger's back would fly away in the next second.

The crowd of onlookers seemed to see a real fairy descending to earth.

(End of this chapter)