Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

After taking a nap in the afternoon, Jiang Yuzhu decided to take a walk in Ruyang County and secretly visited Fugui Tower.

After leaving Beijing, Jiang Yuzhu occasionally stayed overnight in towns along the way. Jiang Yuzhu got to know the customs and customs of various places.

Some parents are tactful, others are upright, and some are passive and slack in their work, showing no merit or deeds.

This was also the first time Jiang Yuzhu had seen a dog official like Cao Zhixian who had a worse reputation than a smelly fish.

No wonder the people are so poor that all their flesh and blood have been sucked clean by the dog officials.

"Yuzhu, blast the mountain to open up roads and build official roads. This is a memorial drafted for Fu Gang's qualification as Minister of the Ministry of Industry."

Xie Zhao only made rough suggestions and had not studied them in detail.

The original intention of blasting mountains to open roads was to shorten the time that caravans carrying goods from north to south were delayed on the road.

Some official roads are tight and narrow, while others require a detour around the mountain. This detour lasts for several days, wasting a lot of manpower and material resources.

"If we build a flat road and carry fruits from the south to the north every year, we can reduce the loss of large quantities. The loss will be less, the price of the fruit will drop, and one day it can be on the dining tables of ordinary people."

Xie Zhao's original intention was good. At the same time, he proposed that before blowing up the mountain to open a road, one must first survey and formulate a plan based on the surrounding geology and landforms.

Moreover, the occupied farmland and mountains and forests should be compensated to the surrounding villagers and the people should be resettled.

"Ruyang County received a document from the Ministry of Industry in the capital. The funds allocated by the Ministry of Industry must have been embezzled by Cao Zhixian."

As for the compensation for the fields, the cost of occupying the land, and the settlement expenses of the people, a small amount adds up to a lot, at least tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Cao Zhixian is so bold when he treats the villagers without mercy!

Xie Zhaomeifeng frowned and said seriously: "It seems that there is a backer in Cao Zhi County in the capital. Otherwise, how can he, a small county magistrate, hide the truth?"

While talking, the couple took their servants to the county in a low-key manner and went straight to Fugui Building.

Shen Shizheng, just in time for dinner.

The waiter of Fugui Building was greeting guests in front of the door. When he saw a new face, he immediately stepped forward tactfully and said, "Dear guest, our Fugui Building is the first floor in Ruyang. If you come to Ruyang and don't come to Fugui Building to dine, your visit will be in vain. What are you talking about?" , swimming in the water is something only you can imagine, but our cooks can’t do it!”

The waiter said that he would also tell the passing merchants the names of the dishes.

Some inexperienced people passing by for the first time were fooled into entering by the waiter's few words.

"This old lady, our Fugui Building's health tea is the most famous. Drinking a cup of it will make your complexion white and rosy, guaranteed to make you ten years younger!"

After Jiang Yuzhu dressed up, she had nasolabial folds and crow's feet. Her appearance was not so bright, but she looked more than ten years older.

Ever since Xie Zhao had a pockmarked face, Jiang Yuzhu had become aware of the crisis. She couldn't buy a suitable mask, so she could only figure it out through makeup, and she really mastered the method.

When Hua got older, he was almost unrecognizable to the maids around him.

Following Xie Zhao's pockmarked face, Jiang Yuzhu remained calm and collected.

The little guy's eyes were rolling and shining. He thought for a long time and finally figured out the identities of the man and woman in front of him.

The old lady is young, well-maintained and dignified!

As for the pockmarked person following him, judging from the old lady's obedience, he should be her son.

"You are passing by from out of town, so you would definitely come to our Fugui Building. My son seems to be somewhat interested."

After the boy finished speaking, he laughed twice.

Jiang Yuzhu paused and almost screamed, "What the hell is your master?"

She looked at Xie Zhao's pockmarked face and suddenly remembered that she had put on makeup to avoid being noticed.

Now that the boy mistakenly thought she was Xie Zhao's mother, I had no choice but to say sorry to my mother-in-law, Mrs. Shen, from the bottom of my heart.

"My son likes to eat duck with eight-treasure sauce. Does Fuguilou have this dish?"

Too bad!

But taking advantage of Xie Zhao in this way, Jiang Yuzhu felt no burden and secretly winked at him playfully.

Xie Zhao had no choice but to stand aside and watch his wife perform.

When the boy heard that the fish was about to take the bait, he tried his best to introduce it: "Of course, when it comes to making ducks, Fuguilou is ranked first, and no one in Ruyang dares to be ranked second!"

The little boy nodded and bowed, led the way, and also stood sideways to receive the guests, ensuring they were warm and considerate.

If she hadn't learned that Fuguilou's move was to deceive people, Jiang Yuzhu would have even felt at home.

A restaurant with smart waiters and considerate service will definitely win the favor of guests.

"Sir, what do you call me?"

The young boy specially found someone to change the private room and invited the group of people into the room.

"One word late."

Xie Zhao glanced at Jiang Yuzhu thoughtfully, and then replied coldly.

Wanwan was the nickname of their unborn child, and Xie Zhao always kept it in mind.

The little boy had a weird expression for a moment, but quickly covered it up with a smile. He held the menu in both hands and said, "Mr. Wan, please order."

Xie Zhao didn't even look at it and pushed it in front of Jiang Yuzhu.

Jiang Yuzhu was not polite and naturally ordered a table of signs.

She is not afraid that Fuguilou will deceive people. She can still get the money back anyway, mainly to taste the specialties.

"Mr. Wan, do you need more food?"

The boy hesitated and asked again.

Xie Zhao waved his hand, sipped the tea and said, "No need."

The boy choked, then left with the menu, and thoughtfully helped the group close the door to the private room.

As soon as he came out, the shopkeeper winked and asked in a low voice: "Fat sheep?"

"He is a rich man, but it's a pity..."

The young man curled his lips and said disdainfully, "That pockmarked face inside is just a yes-man. He has no idea of ​​his own and just listens to his mother's orders!"

When you marry, you obey your husband; when your husband dies, you obey your son.

The old lady didn't bring a man with her, so logically it was her son who should make the decision.

After hearing this, the shopkeeper shook his head and hummed a little tune and said: "This is called filial piety. Who at home doesn't listen to their mother?"

The boy said speechlessly: "Just say so!"

This pair of mother and son is different from normal ones.

As a bystander, the little guy saw it clearly, and it always felt weird.

The shopkeeper didn't care at all. They were in the business of welcoming guests, and they encountered everything. He said suspiciously: "Maybe it's not the mother and son, but the stepson, or maybe the young man raised by the rich lady, brought out to see the world..."

The boy spurted out a mouthful of water and almost coughed up his lungs. He suppressed his face and said, "Shopkeeper, you didn't see the pockmark on the young man's face. They say that children follow their mothers. The mother and son are really not very similar. I'm sure Not biological!"

As for the waiters who mostly rely on their faces to make a living, it is still a bit difficult to look like one with a pockmarked face.

The door to the elegant room opened a crack, and Xie Zhao was holding Jiang Yuzhu at the door and eavesdropping.

Jiang Yuzhu covered her lower abdomen with her hands and almost had cramps from laughing.

Mom's baby, stepson, mistress, in a short period of time, her relationship with Xie Zhao has changed seven or eight ways.

Xie Zhao's back was tense, and his fingers were caressing Jiang Yuzhu's cheek. His eyes seemed to be on fire. He rubbed her in his arms and asked hoarsely: "Madam, is it fun?"