For monsters and some humans, these dried meats are delicious snacks.
The father and son, Uncle Hao, and the housekeeper searched hard, but still didn't find anything that caught their eyes, so they had to give up.
He Lingchuan lowered his head and quietly took a look at the sacred bone necklace.
This was also a trophy obtained from the leopard demon. He repeatedly considered whether to donate it, but there was always a voice in his heart reminding him: never show it to anyone!
This premonition was so strong that he struggled for a long time before deciding to follow his heart.
"Take these back. The two guards are still under the supervision of Hongbai Dao. Yes, I remember that Hongbaidao has a farm in the southern suburbs. It's a busy time for farming, and there's probably no one around the village. Do you understand Lingchuan?... Hmm
Okay, let's go after dinner and make it nice." He Chunhua turned to Uncle Hao and said, "Ah Hao, please stay for a while."
He Lingchuan took the order and went out, while Uncle Hao stayed where he was.
After the figure of the eldest son of the He family disappeared behind the porch, He Chunhua said to Uncle Hao: "Tell me everything that happened today."
Uncle Hao came one by one without adding any fuel or jealousy.
After hearing this, He Chunhua nodded and let him leave.
The feeding room became quiet, and He Chunhua stared at the leopard carcass on the table, lost in thought for a long time.
Butler Wu was waiting nearby. He waited until the time for two sticks of incense had passed before he reminded him: "Master, it's time for dinner."
Sheriff He said "hmm" and said, "What do you think about this?"
"The young master seems to be acting recklessly, but he actually handled it well." Butler Wu said with a smile, "You shouldn't have let those two guards run around the city and make inquiries."
"You little bastard needs to be more attentive. It seems that his serious injury this time is a blessing in disguise." Sheriff He let out a soft breath.
"I was originally worried, but the young master's temper suddenly changed for the better. Now I should be relieved."
"Yes." Sheriff He said quietly, "Let's go and have dinner."
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No matter how much Governor He yearns for his hometown, no matter how much He's house looks like a capital city, he still has to bow to reality for three meals a day and eat almost as much as the locals of Blackwater City.
After all, if you rely on mountains, you must eat mountains, if you rely on water, you must eat water, and if you rely on soil, you must eat soil.
He Lingchuan ate half of the boiled lamb leg in front of him. This was a real stew with water. At most, some ginger and green onions were added to the water to remove the fishy smell.
The stew brings out the original flavor. The mutton is already crisp and chewy, and when dipped in some pepper and spicy salt, it is really delicious. He Lingchuan personally cut a piece, dipped it in, ate one piece, and sighed with satisfaction.
The cooks hired by the Sheriff's Mansion only use bighorn sheep that are less than one and a half years old. These sheep like to wander around the Gobi and often eat herbs such as babaoding and skullcap, so the meat has a rich and mellow flavor, which is very different from the same kind elsewhere. It is from Hongya Road.
specialty.
Sitting next to He Chunhua was a beautiful woman in fine clothes, scooping up millet porridge and blowing it twice before drinking it slowly. Her unhurried attitude was in stark contrast to He Lingchuan's big mouthful of meat.
This is He Chunhua's first wife, Ying Hongchan, the head mistress of the He family. She occasionally tastes a piece of mutton, but the housekeeper has to pick it off for her to make it pleasing to the eye.
She listened to the conversation between her husband and her youngest son with a smile on her face, and occasionally glanced at He Lingchuan.
Their family of four is here, neatly.
He Chunhua was discussing this year's taxes in Qiansong County with his youngest son.
Yes, taxation. One of the topics talked about by the residents of Blackwater City is that Sheriff He's most effective assistant is not the senior accountant, nor is he a think tank under his command, but his youngest son, He Yue, who is under fourteen years old.
This child could read at the age of three and could memorize 300 poems at the age of seven. The following year, the He Mansion sent two accountants to prison - He Yue came to clean up the account books and calculated several old bad debts.
, and also picked out two fat and white rice worms.
When He Yue was twelve years old, in addition to being successful in chessboard calligraphy and painting, he began to give advice on the government affairs of County Sheriff He... Oh no, he was making suggestions.
He Chunhua is not a pedantic old scholar. His youngest son's suggestions are clear and effective. Of course, he encourages him with both hands. The more he works, the more confident he becomes, and he can even share part of his father's work.
So this scenario is very common now.
He Lingchuan did not participate in their discussion, and did not say a word. He just wanted to enjoy the food quietly. After all, the original person did this in the past.
He couldn't get a word in at all.
The He brothers all inherited their father's good looks. He Lingchuan was tall and handsome with clear outlines, while He Yue had delicate features, more like Mrs. Ying.
But their characteristics are completely different.
He Yue had a photographic memory, and as the eldest son, He Lingchuan would definitely fall asleep within a quarter of an hour of reading, which was better than any sedative.
The only thing more annoying than "other people's children" is "my brother is a top student".
It was really an all-round crushing with no blind spots.
"Okay, let's eat!" Ying Hongchan interrupted the conversation between one parent and one child, "If you don't move the chopsticks, the food will be cold."
In fact, if he didn't move the chopsticks, He Lingchuan would almost finish the food.
He practices martial arts and his appetite is more than double that of ordinary people.
Seeing that Ying Hongchan personally brought a soft fried river shrimp to He Yue, He Lingchuan wiped his hands with a towel: "Second brother, send a customs clearance document to Liu Baobao's chamber of commerce tomorrow. His caravan will be back soon. I don't want to
Stuck at Baitong Pass."
"I told you not to call me second child!" It's so unpleasant. He Yue really hates this title. "I was just about to tell you that the Liu Family Chamber of Commerce has been in arrears in vehicle and horse tax for two years. Including late payment fines, it's about seven
More than a hundred taels. They will get the customs clearance order after they make up the amount."
"If the caravan doesn't come back, we won't be able to hand over these seven hundred taels." He Lingchuan said with a smile, "We are all old acquaintances, just be accommodating once, and I will keep an eye on it for you then."
He Yue wanted to say something more, but He Chunhua spoke first: "It's okay, let's send out the documents."
He made the final decision, and He Yue could only respond angrily, and glared at He Lingchuan again.
What kind of accommodation is "once"? It happened eight times out of ten. Every time he went to watch it in person, he always forgot about it!
But my father turned towards his eldest brother.
He Lingchuan raised the sea buckthorn juice to him and grinned.
In fact, after one or two visits, he understood clearly that this was not about enriching his own pocket, but working for his father. After all, County Sheriff He was an official, and sometimes it was inconvenient for him to come forward, so his son would do the work for him.
"Speaking of which, my elder brother's expenses have indeed dropped this month. I only spent more than two hundred taels from the government. I can't even afford the usual nine hundred taels." He Yue said, "But after you were injured, you need to see a doctor and take medicine and supplements."
, and spent more than three hundred taels of silver before and after..."
He Lingchuan's heart skipped a beat and he quickly pretended to be impatient: "I know, I know, isn't it because I stayed in bed for too long and had no chance? I know I spent less, so I will work harder next month!"
Tell-tale signs are everywhere. He didn't expect that he would become more suspicious if he spent less money.
A rough calculation is that one tael of silver can be exchanged for one thousand yuan. Mr. He's usual monthly expenses are 900,000 yuan!