Deng Yongzhong estimated the value of her cloak and sneered in his heart. It seemed that the King of Qi was not a very honest person. He must have saved a lot of money. During those years as a general, he had to make a lot of money and drink the soldiers' blood. I'm afraid he did a lot.
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"City Lord Deng, how many salt fields are there in total here? Let me take a look at the map."
Deng Yongzhong immediately asked his men to bring up the maps. First there was a general map, which marked the location and basic area of each salt field. There were also a dozen more, one map for each salt field.
Su Mo took a look and saw that there were dozens of salt fields, large and small, with five of the largest ones. She remembered that Old Zhao said the salt field they stayed in was called the Starfish Salt Field. It was a large salt field consisting of five or six salt fields.
She looked around but couldn't find the name of Haixing Salt Farm.
"Master Deng, are the official names of these salt farms the same as the local people's customary names?" She looked at it again and asked casually: "We know that many places have several names, some official and some private.
, and the dialects of the common people. I always feel that although the official names are elegant, they are not interesting enough. The names of many local people are much more interesting. I remember that we visited many places. There is a village in Laizhou called Xiuhua.
Village, actually the local people call it Goudan Village, haha, it’s fun.”
She looked at Deng Yongzhong with a smile, trying to deceive her was not that easy.
She knew that in order to make it more difficult for outsiders to understand the local area, some local officials made it difficult for people from Beijing to get around. They would even change the names of various places, just to make people confused and unable to understand and have to rely on them.
This old fox!
She snorted in her heart, but her smile became sweeter.
Deng Yongzhong did not expect that Su Mo would be so transparent and even understand this, so he smiled and said: "Miss Su is really well-informed, and there are such customs in many places. The main reason is that the local people are uneducated, vulgar and uncivilized.
There is a lack of education, and the names we call are not pleasant at all. In order to better report to the court, we basically have to change the names to nicer and more popular names. Goudan and the like are an insult to the Holy Listening, and an insult to the Holy Listening.
Woolen cloth."
Su Mo smiled and said nothing, waiting for him to continue.
Deng Yongzhong took out the map and began to tell Su Mo some local names.
After he had said seventeen or eight words, Su Mo yawned and said, "I'm sorry, City Lord Deng, I just forgot about it at first. What is this called?"
She pointed to a salt farm called Tunzi that Deng Yongzhong mentioned before. Deng Yongzhong took a look and said casually: "This is Xiaoyuzai Salt Farm."
Su Mo raised her eyebrows, stared at him, and said with a smile: "City Master Deng, isn't this a little fish boy?"
She pointed to another place, "I remember this one very clearly because it has a small tail, just like a little fish."
Deng Yongzhong's expression changed, and he smiled quickly and said: "Haha, I have a bad memory. Please forgive me, Miss Su."
As he spoke, he quickly glanced at Huangfu Jin next to him, only to see that he was sitting on the Taishi chair reading a book, seemingly not interested in what was going on here at all. He was slightly relieved.
In Deng Yongzhong's heart, he was still afraid of Huangfujin. After all, Su Mo was just a little girl, just coming to play with him.
Su Mo asked about this incident from time to time. In order not to make a fool of himself, Deng Yongzhong had no choice but to give his name.
At first, he made up two of them, but later he didn't dare to make them up, so he had to change the names. Su Mo pretended to be unconscious when he changed the names, so he had to tell the truth.
