Riding the Pheonix Chapter 321: Internal response

Due to the large amount of goods received, the food for the entire pastoral supervisor was better.

Needless to say, those confidants, the Yang family has always treated them well, and they will eat whatever their master eats. Even the herdsmen and the refugees brought by Mingwei have had food and meat these days, and everyone has a happy smile on their face.

Seeing this scene, the mountain people selling goods were greedy, so they asked: "I heard that you are still recruiting people, is it true?"

"Really. Taking care of food and wages."

The mountain residents figured out that this was much more cost-effective than working by themselves, so they rushed to sign up.

Mingwei and the others had hot-boiled mutton for lunch.

The best season to eat mutton is late autumn and early winter. After a whole summer and autumn, those sheep are fat. They are cut into fat and thin pieces and put on a plate with white flowers. Just looking at them makes you drool.

It's spring, so it's inevitably not fat enough, but they don't mind it at all.

"Miss, eat this." Duofu, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed a piece of cooked mutton and put it into Mingwei's bowl.

Awan shouted: "That's mine!"

Duofu blinked: "But everyone is eating!"

Awan took a look and saw, right? Ning Xiu, who looked lukewarm, was not slow at all and had already taken away the largest piece of mutton in the pot.

She wanted to cry angrily: "Not a single piece was left for me!"

Yang Shu picked up the plate, poured the remaining half of the plate into it, and said, "If it's not enough, ask Granny Cai to cut it again."

Ah Wan turned from anger to happiness: "Thank you, sir."

A group of people ate until their mouths were oily, then slowly drank tea to digest.

Axuan put down his chopsticks and continued to work.

A few days passed, and the mountain people's inventory was emptied, and there were fewer and fewer people coming. There are only some people who specialize in logging or quarrying, and they are constantly sending building materials. There are also some craftsmen who have heard about it and come here to find work.

Ah Xuan interviewed these craftsmen.

"Can you do carpentry? What about masonry work?"

This is a very strong man, in his thirties, with messy eyebrows and a bit of a fierce look. Hearing Ah Xuan ask, he showed a flattering smile: "Guan Ye, although I don't know these things, I am very strong and I will have no problem carrying things."

Axuan took a look at it, and sure enough, he was strong and strong, just...

His eyes stopped on the man's feet for a while, then glanced at his hands, frowning and saying nothing.

The man's heart tightened at his gaze, and he smiled and begged: "Master, I have a mother and a child at home, please give me a living."

Before Ah Xuan spoke, a voice came from beside him: "Okay, write down your name."

A Xuan turned around and saw that Ming Wei had wandered over at some point.

He hesitated to speak: "Miss Ming, he..."

The man suddenly saw a beautiful girl walking towards him, and his eyes widened. The girls in Gaotang are all dark and thin. Even the best girls in the flower house are neater. I have never seen such beautiful ones.

As expected of a noble man from the capital, the woman he brings is like a fairy.

"What are you looking at?" Ah Xuan noticed his gaze and shouted displeased.

The man hurriedly lowered his head and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm from the mountains, I've never seen such a beautiful girl... Damn it, I don't dare to look around again!"

A Xuan took the opportunity to tell him to get lost, but Mingwei spoke again: "Be more honest and work hard in the future."

The man was overjoyed: "Yes, yes, thank you, girl, thank you, sir."

She had already spoken, and Ah Xuan could only wave his hand, indicating to his subordinates to record their names, and he went aside to talk to Mingwei.

"Miss Ming, he is a practicing master, but he pretends to be a mountain man. He may not be pure in mind."

"I know."

"Then you still..."

Ming smiled and said: "We are throwing away so much money, it's strange that no one is interested. Aren't we short of people now? I heard that the bandits in the northwest are very ferocious..."

Axuan was speechless. Did he set his sights on the robber?

He also wanted to give some advice: "These people are used to killing people and setting fires, and it is difficult to restrain them."

"Then we can't just ignore it." Mingwei straightened his sleeves, "These bandits usually hide in the mountains, and it's not easy to encircle and suppress them. Let them come to your door by themselves so that they can all be caught. It can also be regarded as doing something for the people. Good thing."

That makes sense!

"Don't worry! I will monitor him the whole time." After thinking for a while, he added, "There should be a lot of money in the robber's den, right? It will take half a year for the wires in the capital to be laid here, so I can borrow their money to use them. Yes. Well, it’s decided! Where can I find a deal that involves giving away money and giving away people? Don’t reveal the truth."

"..." Watching her Shi Shiran leave, Ah Xuan was speechless.

It was also at noon that day, after lunch at the county government office, the middle-aged scribe said goodbye to Magistrate Feng.

Feng Yi was surprised: "Did this county neglect Sir? Why do you want to leave so suddenly?"

The middle-aged scribe smiled and waved his hand: "What did Mr. Feng say? Xiao Ke has lived here for three months, and life couldn't be better. But, I have been away for too long, and I am worried about the situation at home, so I want to go home first. ."

Feng Yidao: "Don't you have any parents or relatives at home?"

The middle-aged scribe said without changing his expression: "Although my parents are gone and my wife died early, my brother is still alive. What's more, the Qingming Festival is approaching, so I should go back and offer them incense sticks."

"So that's it." Feng Yi was very regretful, "Mr. has learned a lot, and the county originally wanted to invite him to stay as a guest."

The middle-aged scribe bowed his hands and said, "I am ashamed to have betrayed your kindness. I traveled here that day and encountered heavy snow. If you had not extended a helping hand, I would have died in a foreign land. I will remember your kindness. If there is a fate in the future, I will repay you."

"Little things, little things."

The magistrate Feng spoke very well, presented a thick gift of Cheng Yi, and sent the middle-aged scribe out of the city gate before turning around.

The middle-aged scribe left the city gate and walked five or six miles before he stopped and turned to the mountains.

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With the first nail, there will be a second one.

A few days later, merchants from the county town came to deliver goods as promised, bringing a group of laborers with them. Mingwei sat on the porch, one by one.

"There's a problem with this one, well, there's a problem with that one too. Tsk tsk, in just a few days, several of them have come. It seems that the other party is very satisfied with our fat sheep!"

Ning Xiu sat not far away, expressionless as he listened to her comment on which one was delicious.

"Hey!" Ming raised his chin slightly and asked him, "Sir, look at that, is it a Xuanshi?"

Ning Xiu took a serious look and said, "I haven't learned martial arts ~ IndoMTL.com ~ I can't tell my magic power. Even if he knows mystical arts, he's probably just a charlatan."

Xuanshu and martial arts are two different paths, and most people in Xuanmen are familiar with them. As for those charlatan sorcerers who just make a living, they have no serious inheritance, and they cannot see the magic power and martial arts methods, which makes it difficult to distinguish.

But Mingwei is very confident: "He has a certain amount of magic power, but he just learned the breath-holding technique. It seems that he has had adventures."

"Is that so?" Ning Xiu thought for a moment and suddenly frowned, "This person looks familiar."

"Disguised." Mingwei said, "Maybe sir, I have seen him before."

If she were not disguised, she would probably not remember seeing her because of her facial blindness. But he changed his appearance, and to her, he was like a firefly in the dark, shining brightly.

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