During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

"No, I have to give 100 taels."

Aunt Qian insisted that her grandson would have to study in the future, and studying would cost a lot of money. Even 100 taels would not be enough.

Even 100 taels is not enough. If she wants it, she should ask for another 200 taels, preferably 500 taels.

Fang Xiaolang rolled his eyes, "Okay, your family is not in harmony, right? Then I will still be his brother-in-law today."

After saying that, he jumped up and punched Qian Jin, then pushed him to the ground and beat him before he could turn around.

"Brother, what are you looking at? Come here quickly. He bullies my sister and niece like this. As uncles, we have to vent for them."

Fang Dalang became bolder when he saw that the county magistrate had no intention of stopping him.

Qian Jin was beaten so hard that he shouted: "Father, mother, save me, save me."

Mrs. Qian screamed and went up to stop her, but Miss Fang held her back.

Mrs. Qian reacted and started fighting with Mrs. Fang. Mrs. Fang was at a disadvantage because she didn't have enough to eat.

Seeing this, Jiang Miao pulled Lan Xin forward to start a fight, "Don't fight, don't fight."

Then his hand accidentally grabbed Aunt Qian's hand.

Lan Xin also said: "After all, we were once a family, how could we kill her?" She grabbed Aunt Qian's other hand.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Isn't this an obvious deviation?

However, no one thought the two were shameless. The women in the crowd who had good intentions also rolled up their sleeves to help. Everyone was trying to pull Aunt Qian, and some even pinched her quietly.

Aunt Qian was stopped. Uncle Qian looked at Shopkeeper Fang who was looking at him eagerly and swallowed, "Sir, don't you care?"

Magistrate Wang blocked the sun with his hand and glanced at Wang Sanhu. He felt that he was inconsiderate. Why did he only know how to get a chair but not find an umbrella?
"Who doesn't have a daughter? If I were to stop him, wouldn't it be too unkind?"

Uncle Qian couldn't understand the meaning of Magistrate Wang's words, which was clearly in favor of the Fang family. He seriously suspected that Magistrate Wang had taken advantage of the Fang family. If this continued, his son would really be beaten to death.

He endured the pain and said: "Okay, I'll do as you say, 50 taels is 50 taels, but you can't default and you must give it to us now."

Shopkeeper Fang agreed immediately.

Fang Xiaolang took advantage of the chaos and kicked Qian Jin, and together with his eldest brother, he helped his sister up. "Sister, they agreed. Let's go and bring our niece back now."

Thinking of her two daughters, Mrs. Fang no longer cared about Aunt Qian, turned around and ran towards home.

Halfway through, he ran back and carefully picked up his eldest daughter.

It looked like he was holding a treasure in the world. The Fang brothers' eyes turned red again when they saw this, and they wanted to spend more money.

Qian Jin seemed to be aware of it and hid behind his parents.

Shopkeeper Fang asked the shopkeeper of the shop next door to borrow pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote and signed the divorce letter on behalf of his daughter. County Magistrate Wang was the witness. As long as the two families still wanted to live in Qingzhou, they would not dare to do so. Regret.

Aunt Qian received the 50 taels of silver notes and watched shopkeeper Fang write an IOU to Jiang Miao. She snorted. It was estimated that the Fang family would not be able to come up with that much money for a while. Aunt Qian suddenly felt happy that her son and divorced Otherwise, the 50 taels will be wasted.

When the Qian family members were about to leave, Magistrate Wang glanced at Wang Sanhu, who stepped forward and stopped Qian Jin.

Qian Jin was like a big man in front of the Fang family, but he was like a quail in front of Wang Sanhu, "You, what do you want to do?"

Wang Sanhu smiled, "What don't you want to do? There is a case that requires your cooperation in the investigation?"

"What's the case? Can I not cooperate?" Wang Sanhu didn't answer, but directly picked up Qian Jin's collar and picked him up like a chicken.

"Ah, cousin, save me, cousin, save me."

Aunt Qian and Uncle Qian panicked and scrambled to save their son.

Wang Sanhu glanced at it and said, "What are you doing? The government is handling the case, and the rest are waiting to retreat."

Uncle Qian looked anxiously at Yamen Qian aside.

However, Yamen Qian avoided his sight. After thinking about it, he felt that this was wrong. He said after careful consideration: "You guys should go back first while the Yamen is handling the case. Don't worry, I just asked him to assist. If it has nothing to do with him, I will let him go."

Uncle Qian could not rest assured. He knew what kind of temper his son had. He was good at causing trouble. It was better to have the Fang family help them in the past, but now the Fang family no longer helps them.

Uncle Qian suddenly regretted that he should not have reconciled with the Fang family so early.

"Let my son go, he has done nothing and it has nothing to do with him." Aunt Qian shouted.

Wang Sanhu said to Aunt Qian in a sinister tone: "I'll find out if it's relevant."

Magistrate Wang yawned and said to Jiang Miao, who was watching the excitement, "Miss Jiang, do you still have the cake?"

"Yes, yes, but it's a little cold."

"It's okay, it's okay if it gets cold."

Jiang Miao rolled her eyes and said, "Sir, would you like a little more? There aren't many left anyway. I'll sell it to you cheaper."

Magistrate Wang thought of his wallet and was a little reluctant to part with it.

Lan Yu couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly stepped forward, "The county magistrate can eat the desserts from Dessert House, how can he ask for money?"

Jiang Miao also reacted. Although she felt a little distressed, she still said: "He is right. Adults cannot ask for money for snacks."

"How can this be possible? Your money didn't come from the strong wind."

Lan Yu thought that not charging him would bring bad reputation to Magistrate Wang, so he collected a small amount of money, which was not even enough to buy materials.

Jiang Miao felt that the blue jade was too generous. Even if Magistrate Wang didn't buy it, she believed she could still sell it.

Seeing Jiang Miao's distress, County Magistrate Wang felt even better.

He led the government servants and left in a grand manner. Seeing that there was no more excitement to watch, the people on the street dispersed.

Not long after, there were customers outside the dessert shop. Soon the date paste cakes and croissants made in the morning were all gone, and the remaining pieces were also bought by the guests of the tea house.

Shopkeeper Hua discovered that the guests in the teahouse liked to eat the desserts from the Dessert House, but some of the pastries tended to lose their crumbs, and some customers who liked cleanliness did not like them very much.

He discussed with Jiang Miao to see if she could make some snacks that would not leave any residue, preferably with a poetic and picturesque appearance, which many literati liked.

Jiang Miao thought of pea yellow. When she went to the vegetable market, she found that many families in Qingzhou had grown peas, and the prices were fair and cheap.

"Shopkeeper Hua, how about I make two snacks for you to try tomorrow? I'll tell you later if that's okay."

Shopkeeper Hua likes Jiang Miao's simplicity, which is much better than those who talk empty talk, "Okay, then I'll wait."