The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 33 The County Magistrate Visits the Refugee Camp

As a well-read poet, Min Wengong would not be fooled by Pang Tiande with just a few words.

Whether the white dragon has anything to do with the appearance of the refugees, I’ll put this aside for now.

The key is the second one. After praying for rain, Min Wengong sent people out to inquire.

The result of the report shocked him, because what Pang Tiande said was true!
The refugees had to pass through many horse stations all the way to Laishui County. People at the horse stations said that these refugees were empty-handed.

Merchants in the city also stated that these people had never bought grain, rice, vegetables and meat in the city.

The chiefs of each township have also asked. Recently, no outsiders have come to the four miles and eight townships to buy large quantities of grain... and they don't have to sell it.

Therefore, the food of these people is really conjured out of thin air!

In addition, Min Wengong also heard many incredible rumors, most of which came from people in the county who worked in refugee camps.

Some of them saw rice as big as a millstone. (There are too many people, and the fat lady can’t knock it out by herself, so we need temporary workers)
Someone saw garlic moss thicker than an old locust tree.

Someone saw half a radish, which could fill thirty jars after being cut into strips and dried...

Min Wengong locked himself in the room for a whole day, and all he could think of were Pang Tiande's half-hidden words:

"The refugees arrived in Laishui County on the third day of May."

"Your Majesty, why don't you go outside the city and have a look. Maybe there is a way to make rain fall there."

Min Wengong finally decided to go to the refugee camp, and he did so with great fanfare.

At this moment, Min Wengong, who was sitting in the sedan chair, looked as calm as water, but in fact, his heart was beating like a drum.

He was both looking forward to it and afraid, because he didn't know what kind of existence he would face.

Arrived.

The sedan tilted down, Min Wengong took a deep breath, put a calm smile on his face, and then stepped out of the sedan.

"Hello, Mr. Min, you are welcome to come here for inspection."

Fang Yu imitated the ancients and made a hand-over-hand salute with a warm smile on his face.

The Min Wengong in front of him is undoubtedly a middle-aged handsome guy, with a medium to high height, good facial features, and the most important thing is: he has a big beard.

In the Ming Dynasty, people who were ugly could not be elected officials.

In addition, an important criterion for measuring whether you are a handsome guy or not is whether you have a beard.

One day Fang Yu asked Liu Ji if he thought I was handsome. Liu Ji hesitated and did not dare to speak.

Even Liu Ji, who is used to flattering, dare not speak out of conscience. This is all because Fang Yu doesn't have a beard like Master Min!

Now Min Wengong reached out to touch his beard and said with a smile: "I have long heard that Mr. Fang is generous and generous, helping the refugees. When I see him today, he is indeed extraordinary!"

The old secretary of the county government who came with me looked very calm, but the clerk who accompanied him had his eyes wide open.

This person surnamed Fang has no position or fame, and the county magistrate came to visit him personally. How can you be so casual? (Generally, a ventilation table and wash basin will be prepared)

And his county magistrate didn't seem to care at all, and even praised him?
Fang Yu felt that this county magistrate was much more stable than Dian Shi. No matter what he thought in his heart, at least on the surface he was calm.

Fang Yu invited Min Wengong to his shack (the camp did not have a special reception room), but Min Wengong shook his head and said:

"Food is the most important thing for the people. This county wants to... go to the canteen first. I wonder if Mr. Fang is inconvenient?"

After hearing so many rumors, Min Wengong naturally wanted to confirm it with his own eyes.

There are a lot of rumors in this world. If the rumors are false... then Min Wengong might just "walk away".

Fang Yu never thought of hiding, and of course he would not refuse Min Wengong.

When he reached the front of the cafeteria, Min Wengong ordered the attendants behind him: "You don't have to follow, just wait outside."

Now Xia Yue started to admire Min Wengong a little bit, and either didn't do it, or just did it.Of course he knew that Wang Dianshi was slandering them as bandits everywhere.

We also know that Min Wengong's delay in coming is because he has worries. Why is he suddenly not afraid now?
Not only that, Min Wengong also put his arm around Fang Yu and said, "Master Fang, please."

The two walked into the cafeteria like a pair of good friends.

It's not time to eat yet, Lao Cui is sitting on a chair, holding an unknown piece of fruit in his hands and chewing on it.

This fruit is dark red in color and seems to be extremely fragrant and juicy.

Half of Lao Cui's face was covered with dark red juice, which looked...a bit oozing.

When Lao Cui saw the person coming in, he quickly raised his sleeves and wiped his face, then raised his hands and greeted, "Master Fang, Mr. Min... Mr. Min."

Obviously Lao Cui was surprised to see the county magistrate here. If it weren't for the official uniform, he wouldn't dare to confirm it.

Min Wengong nodded, and then asked curiously: "What is this?"

When he came in, he saw something in Lao Cui's hand. It seemed familiar, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

Lao Cui replied: "This is a mulberry tree."

Min Wengong:......

Min Wengong was speechless for a long time. Lao Cui thought he didn't believe it, so he held up the piece of mulberry that was the size of a cantaloupe and handed it over.

Min Wengong noticed that there were neat cuts on the edge of the mulberry, indicating that... this was just a part of a complete mulberry!

He actually reached out and took out a piece, then took a small bite.

... Min Wengong closed his eyes, and a voice in his heart shouted: Oh my God, it is really a mulberry tree!

Therefore, those extremely bizarre rumors are true, and it is also true that Pang Tiande said there are gods here. (Pang Tiande: I didn’t say anything, he slandered me)
Min Wengong opened his eyes, the expression on his face was still calm, and he asked: "Master Fang, I heard that one piece of rice here weighs more than a hundred kilograms?"

Fang Yu nodded: "That's true."

"Can you let me see the wonders?"

Quietly, Min Wengong changed his "official" to me.

Fang Yu didn't hear it yet, he just laughed and said: "It's not a wonder. This rice is placed in the storage room. Many people can see it. Please, Master Min."

As he said that, he took Min Wengong to the storage room. From a distance, he heard the muffled sound of knocking something: "Bang, bang, bang."

This is the fat lady knocking rice.

Entering the storage room, Min Wengong saw the mulberry tree at first sight. Even though he had already made the connection, he was still severely shocked.

This mulberry tree stood on the ground, taller than him. The small drupes that were usually invisible were bulging and arranged in staggered patterns.

Min Wengong noticed that the mulberries still had fresh petioles on them, as if they had just been picked from the tree.

This mulberry tree should be so tall that it reaches the sky.

Min Wengong calculated the size of the fruit and thought of the height of the mulberry tree and the most precious mulberry leaves...

This is definitely not a human tree. Min Wengong thought to himself, people in heaven should use such mulberry leaves to raise silkworms and then weave the clothes of gods.

"Master Min, Master Min?"

Fang Yu called Min Wengong twice in succession, and Min Wengong suddenly came back to his senses.

"Mr. Fang made me laugh. This is my first time seeing a divine object. I'm a little... a little bit out of sorts."

Min Wengong cupped his hands to apologize and explained.

Fang Yu shook his head and said sincerely: "Master Min, you don't have to be like this. In fact, these are very common things. If you have a microscope, you will find that their molecular composition is the same, they taste the same, and their nutritional value is the same." Same."

Min Wengong didn't understand anything, but that didn't stop him from stroking his beard and nodding.
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I've deleted a lot of comments, and I'd like to explain: It's okay to be scolded for bad writing, but you can only scold me inside the chapter, not outside.Otherwise, how can we lure new readers in?
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