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"This is goldfish jelly." A milky voice sounded.

Magistrate Zhao turned around and saw a little kid in a red shirt with braids standing next to him. He was no more than four or five years old. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "What kind of goldfish jelly?"

"It's just goldfish jelly." Chang'an looked curiously at this high-ranking official who humbled the patriarch and grandfather, and explained: "I gave him this name."

A loser next to him interjected: "The magistrate asked you what this jelly is made of? You didn't ask who named it."

Chang'an blinked, and the old god said: "Goldfish jelly is my family's unique secret recipe, and it cannot be known to others."

Every time someone asked me about it when I went to the market, my aunt always answered like this, so Chang An copied it.

The county magistrate smiled and said, "I just asked casually, and I didn't mean to find out your secret recipe."

Chang'an nodded and commented seriously: "Uncle is a good person."

County magistrate:.

To be called a good person by a little kid is really hard to describe.

The patriarch who was sitting next to him was afraid that the little boy's unrestrained words would offend the county magistrate, so he quickly said: "Chang'an is the child in our village who is best at digging wells. He led the whole village to dig this pond."

"Oh?" Magistrate Zhao suddenly became interested in the person who was best at digging wells and asked, "I wonder if that person is here?"

The clan leader chuckled and said, "He took the villagers outside to dig a well for others. The journey is quite far and he won't be able to come back until evening."

Magistrate Zhao stroked his beard and thought deeply.

Seeing this, Li Zheng said quickly: "Sir, why don't you stay here for a day? The old man's house is quite quiet and it's not far from here. Just wait until Song Sanshun comes back and calls him over to answer."

Magistrate Zhao hesitated.

In fact, he would rather stay in Songjia Village.

Then he raised his head and took a look at Songjia Village.

The clan leader immediately understood and said with a smile: "Sir, please go to my house. You can also come to the ditch to catch mountain beasts at night."

The canal dug in their village leads to the outside of the village. During this period, many wild animals were attracted, and various sounds could be heard every night.

Like wild boars, wild wolves, lynx, roe deer, etc., you sing and I will appear on the stage. The scene is very scary.

They rounded up several times, but the beasts were clever and in the end they only caught a few silly roe deer.

"A mountain beast has entered the village?" The county magistrate was surprised.

The patriarch smiled and nodded: "It's probably because there was no water elsewhere, so we found water here."

The county magistrate felt itchy.

Every man enjoyed the hunting process, and so did the county magistrate.

Just as he was about to agree, Xue Huang, the commander-in-chief, suddenly came over and clasped his fists: "Sir, I have a house near here. It has everything you need and the room is spacious. Why don't you go there to rest."

He just bought the yard last month, and he had already sent people to clean it up. He planned to sell it at a high price when the drought was over, but he didn't expect it to be put to use now.

Magistrate Zhao glanced at Xue Huang and nodded: "Okay, I'll stay at your place for one night."

Since Xue Yasi has a house here, he naturally goes there to avoid being said to disturb the people.

Xue Huang was very happy to see that the county magistrate agreed. He tried several times to find an opportunity to seduce the county magistrate, but now he finally succeeded.

So Xue Huang took several government officials to clean up the yard, and by the way asked people to go to the market to buy some rice, flour, salt and mats.

Of course, you have to buy two iron pots, some bowls, chopsticks and basins, and just borrow some firewood from the villagers for a day or two.

Upon seeing this, the patriarch quickly asked his eldest son to send some chickens and ducks over, and also pulled out a lot of vegetables and sent them with onions and garlic.

The county magistrate led a group of people around Songjia Village, looking around.

I saw that every household is growing a lot of vegetables, such as winter melons, Japanese melons, loofahs, pumpkins, and hanging melons, as well as cowpeas, red beans, mung beans, broad beans, etc. Some people even plant ramie, ramie, and sesame in front and behind their houses. All the vacant places are planted with crops.

Compared with the desolation he saw along the way, Songjia Village was like a paradise.

However, the children in Songjia Village have rosy complexions, the old people are strong and healthy, and they have gray hair and are walking as fast as they can while carrying a load, which is really rare.

Magistrate Zhao became more and more surprised as he looked at it, and a secret expectation arose in his heart for the pond.

His wife's health has never been very good, and the disease was caused by childbirth a few years ago, and now she is even more frail.

Since this place is beautiful and there is no shortage of water, why not let her move here and recuperate for a while to see if she can recover.

The Songjiacun Reservoir was so widely publicized that the news reached his wife's ears, and this time she specifically asked him to distinguish the truth from the lies.

Magistrate Zhao naturally hoped that the news was true, so that there would be hope for his wife's illness.

Chang'an didn't know that the county magistrate had such a small idea. After watching it for a while, she felt bored and went home to make a clay statue.

Her water god statue has been shaped.

This time she added color to the clay and rolled it out to make the dress and silk ribbon of the clay statue.

After the clay statue is put on layers of colorful dresses and hung with gorgeous shawls, the effect is obvious and very lifelike.

Then add the color of the eyebrows, eyes, and lips to the clay statue, and the whole clay statue seems to be alive.

Wu had been watching from the sidelines and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Chang'an, your clay puppets look even more beautiful. Can we keep this?"

Chang'an scratched his head: "But Uncle Zhang Tu will come to get it tomorrow." He promised to give it to him, so how could he go back on his word?

"How about I make a new one to keep at home." Chang'an assured his aunt: "It will definitely look better than this one."

There are many beautiful clay statues in the album given by Little Goldfish, so I just made the most complicated one and put it at home.

Wu touched Chang'an's head lovingly: "Auntie just said it casually, you don't need to take it seriously."

Chang'an chuckled and said, "I like making clay statues." She enjoyed the feeling of dressing up the clay statues.

Dress them in colorful mud-piece dresses and headgear and earrings made by yourself, add eyebrows and eyes to them, and then admire your results.

Hehe, it's the same as playing house.

In the eyes of her uncle and aunt, she seems to be working hard and busy every day, but Chang'an feels that making clay figures by herself is a kind of fun.

Mrs. Wu sighed and said softly: "Then Auntie will fry the fried rice noodles for you to eat."

Chang An immediately nodded: "Okay!" The deep-fried rice dumplings made by aunt are the most fragrant, and they are smeared with dogwood and shrimp sauce. They are crispy and salty, making people unable to stop eating them.

Speaking of shrimps, we have to talk about the pond in the village.

Recently, small fish and shrimps have been growing in the ponds one after another. I don’t know where they came from. Especially in the canal connecting the ponds, there are groups of millet and shrimps. You can catch them by the hand.

The little hoe used the rice basket to fish out some and gave it to Chang'an every few days.

These small shrimps were only about the size of two or three grains of rice and could not be cleaned, so Wu washed them and used them to make sauce.

Home-dried soybean paste is combined with edamame and dogwood fruits, plus millet and shrimp, to make a big bowl of spicy sauce. It's so fragrant and delicious that you won't get tired of eating it.

This sauce can also be eaten with jelly, and every time guests praise it.

In the evening, Song Sanshun led a group of people back to the village.

Although they were covered in mud, in the eyes of other villagers, they were no different than glittering gold. (End of chapter)