The two treasures of the farm family cannot be offended by the mother who is a miracle doctor.

Ye Nitang looked at her back and shouted, "Miss Cui, I live in the county government now. If you want to get back the confession, you can exchange it with me for your second-in house not far from the butcher shop." ha."

After she gets that shop and a house, Lin Changhe will come to the county to sell meat. With a shop and a house, it will be easier to marry a wife.

Cui Yufei paused, and when she turned around and wanted to yell a few words, Ye Nitang had already left.

So he was filled with resentment and had nowhere to vent.

Ye Nitang was humming a song, and when he arrived at the gate of the county government office, he was stopped by the attendant beside Pei Feng.

"Miss Ye, we adults are here to invite you!"

"what's up?"

"You'll know when you go there."

The attendant did not explain the reason and took Ye Nitang to Pei Feng's reception room.

Before he entered the door, he heard the voices of Pei Feng and another man inside.

Did someone ask her to see a doctor?

When Pei Feng saw her coming in, he quickly stood up and said politely: "Miss Ye, this is Dong Xu's family. He needs your help."

"Oh." Ye Nitang looked at Xu Dong's house.

He looks like he is in his twenties or thirties, with a square face and sharp edges, and a tall and upright figure. At first glance, he looks like a practitioner.

However, there was a bit of coercion and a bit of arrogance in his eyes when he looked over.

Ye Nitang walked to the chair opposite Xu Dong's house and sat down, and asked in a calm tone, "What does Xu Dong's house want from me?"

"Yang Dashan said that only you can make the Yin Yin of the fire midge medicine. I came to you to buy the Yin Yin prescription from you."

The warm color on Ye Nitang's face gradually faded away, and a thin layer of cream was applied on it.

She straightened her back and stared at him coldly, "Are you the one who bought the Hu family's kiln?"

"Yes, right down there."

Xu Dongjia raised his chin slightly, trying to act like a big boss, but unfortunately he didn't have that temperament.

Looking at the Xu Dongjia who was competing with him for the Hu's kiln, Ye Nitang's lips showed an evil smile, "I heard that you bought a lot of fire midge medicine and it shouldn't work, right?"

Speaking of this, Dongjia Xu’s face became even uglier.

When he bought fire midge medicine, Yang Dashan said that after buying the medicine from him, it must be spread in the fields within one day, and it is best to spread it when it is dark.

Liuhe Town is so far away from Changcheng and can't be reached in a day. How can it be spread in the fields?

He did not believe in evil, so he sent someone to buy more than a hundred kilograms of fire midge medicine and asked Dr. Wan to prepare the same medicine, but he insisted that there was nothing in the sawdust wheat husks except white and green mold.

He let people scatter it in the fields, but it had no effect.

He didn't understand why the same thing, which worked so well in Liuhe Town, didn't work in Changcheng.

He asked someone to learn from Yang Dashan for a day, and finally discovered that every time Yang Dashan mixed new medicine, he would add a jar of medicine to the wheat husk sawdust.

He asked Yang Dashan to buy medicine and give prescriptions, but he actually said that he didn't know how to do it and asked him to find this fat woman.

But when he thought about what he heard in Liuhe Town about this fat woman taking money to pay attention to men, he felt inexplicably disgusted.

He asked Jiang Yan to come forward and buy Yao Yinzi, but he told him to find this woman with a cold face, and said that if she didn't agree to sell Yao Yinzi, no one's words would matter.

He wanted to see how amazing she was now!

"Mr. Ye, please give me a price for the prescription of Huozizi. As long as it's reasonable, I won't refuse."

Listening to his tough tone, Ye Nitang also had contempt in his eyes.

"No need for money, just give me the Hu family's kiln, the land around the kiln, and the hills behind it, and I'll give you the medicine and prescriptions for free."

"Although Xu is a businessman, he buys medicines and makes prescriptions, but he does it for the sake of all the people in the world. Please be merciful and don't make things difficult." After Xu Dongjia finished speaking, he snorted coldly, "You don't know anything about kilns. Don’t you think it’s ridiculous to want a kiln?”

"Moral kidnapping is of no use to me," Ye Nitang also had a sarcastic smile in his eyes, "You can choose between Huo Zizi Yao and Hu Family Kiln."

"I have already paid for the Hu's kiln and the prescription for medicine. If you are not willing to sell it, then I can only ask the prefect to come forward and ask for it from you."

Dongjia Xu looked at Ye Nitang coldly, with a threatening tone, which made Pei Feng sweat on his forehead and he cupped his hands.

"Dong Xu's family, Miss Ye didn't mean to embarrass you. She has her own reasons. Please understand."

His respect and humility made Ye Nitang feel suspicious.

Since ancient times, there have always been more officials than farmers and merchants.

Pei Feng is the county magistrate after all, and he doesn't look like a flatterer.

He actually knelt down to this Xu Dong family. It seemed that this person had a good background.

In other words, there was a person of high status standing behind him.

Could it be the prince?

Zhang An said that the prince was in Changcheng to deal with the fire midge disaster, and Jing Xun and the arrogant doctor Wan came to help him.

But it's of no use.

The profits from the fireweed medicine are not very large, but a businessman from the Xu Dong family showed that he was determined to get the fireweed. It was obviously someone else's instigation.

Then this person is probably the prince.

Ma Dan, it turned out to be Prince Goubi, and he was trying to steal the kiln from her.

Zhang An said that the prince's reputation among the people is quite good.

Just like a universal brick, it can be moved wherever needed.

If the people of Dayu had any problem, the emperor would send him to solve it.

From the common people's point of view, the prince is the emperor's favorite son, and they are training him to be a good emperor.

Ye Nitang felt that the emperor regarded him as a useful rag, wiping whatever was dirty.

After all, what being an emperor requires is to be able to control civil servants and generals and let them do things for themselves.

Instead of personally going to the grassroots level to solve people's livelihood problems.

At this time, Xu Dongjia sneered again and again, "Can her hardships be compared with those of all the people in the world?"

It's not just asking for more money to support the fiancé who doesn't want her. It's really shameless. She's already engaged to someone else, and she still keeps pestering her.

Ye Nitang was most annoyed by others talking to her in a weird way, so she didn't bother to worry about the unpopular prince behind him, so she just yelled back.

"All the peoples in the world are the emperor's people, they are your master's people, and they are also their own peoples. What do I do?"

These words made Mr. Xu think of his master who worked hard for the people, and felt indignant.

"You are an ignorant woman who is selfish and works hard for you people as an official. You are better off. You are ungrateful and greedy. You are really hopeless."

"Dong Xu, how could you have such an idea?"

Pei Feng suddenly stood up and looked at Xu Dong's house with anger, "Without the efforts of the common people, how can officials in the world have enough food and clothing to worry about? The food we eat and the clothes we wear are not all produced by the common people's hard work day and night. Really? How will the world view your master by belittling the people like this?"

He has been an official for many years and has been working in small border counties. He has seen too many hard lives of the people and understands the hardships of the people best.

Without their tireless hard work like ants and bees, where would the glory and wealth of those in power come from?