SFS Chapter 190: The Scholar
Chapter 190: The Scholar
"Three hundred kilograms of cherries can fill a large jar, but it needs to be paired with about thirty to forty kilograms of white sugar." Jiang Xue explained patiently and carefully.
After hearing this, Lin Zhong couldn't help but frown and look worried. It turned out that he only had 200 kilograms of sugar left on hand, which was far from enough to meet the demand.
"But the amount of sugar is far from enough!" Lin Zhong said worriedly.
However, Jiang Xue consoled him with a smile, "Don't worry, there will be a large supply of sugar starting tomorrow. So why not try making it today?"
Lin Zhong thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll finish the tasks at hand first." After that, he turned around and got down to work.
"Well," Jiang Xue nodded with satisfaction after watching Lin Zhong skillfully complete the brewing process of the second vat. "Then I'll leave it to you, Lin Zhong. You've done a great job, and I believe you can continue to work like this. I still have to arrange other things. If you have any questions, remember to contact me in time."
After hearing this, Lin Zhong responded confidently: "Miss Jiang, don't worry, leave it to me. I will definitely do a good job of brewing wine."
Jiang Xue left the winery with a smile, leaving Lin Zhong to continue his winemaking work. He knew that this trust was hard-won, and he also knew that he had a heavy responsibility.
Later, Jiang Xue and Jiang Wanrou returned to the orchard and saw that Chen Yuxi and Bier had already picked several baskets full of cherries. They also joined the cherry picking team and enjoyed the joy of this good harvest.
Time flies by like a white horse.
More than half a month passed in a flash. During this period of hard work, under Jiang Xue's careful arrangement, each village planted the second season of rice.
In the fields, the rice seedlings are neatly arranged and lush and green, as if foreshadowing the upcoming harvest.
However, behind this harvest are the villagers' hard work and endless dedication.
People in the surrounding villages are so exhausted from working in the fields for so long that they don't even want to go out.
The streets in the village became exceptionally quiet. The laughter and bustling scenes of the past were gone, replaced by tranquility and emptiness.
Especially the young people, they used to be the most active and energetic group in the village.
But now, they chose to rest at home because of overwork. They rarely appeared in the village, and they were probably lying in their beds at home, enjoying the rare peace and comfort.
The scholar's examination was completed more than ten days ago, and now he is just waiting for the notice.
The weather finally cleared up and the sun shone over the village, warm and bright.
The villagers came out of their homes and started to get busy.
Jiang Xue also planned to take advantage of the good weather to go to the city to settle accounts with her second brother.
After she carefully checked the accounts, she set out on the road home with Chen Yuxi and others. When they walked out of the city gate, they happened to meet people from the government office who were also leaving the city. The scene was quite spectacular.
Among them, there were two yamen runners carrying swords, with burly bodies and awe-inspiring demeanor. They had sharp eyes and focused on their tasks. Beside them, there were four people beating gongs and drums. They held gongs and drums in their hands and beat them as they walked. The sound resounded through the sky, attracting the attention of passers-by.
Jiang Xue asked Chen Yuxi curiously: "Do you know what they are doing?"
Chen Yuxi shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either: "Maybe the government has something important to deal with. Look how serious they are, and they are carrying knives and gongs and drums. It must not be an ordinary matter."
Jiang Xue nodded, feeling somewhat curious. However, she did not ask too many questions, but just followed the team silently and walked out of the city gate.
Jiang Xue saw that the two yamen runners carrying knives were not people she knew. Although she was curious, she didn't pay much attention to it. She thought that she was just passing by them and there shouldn't be any intersection between them.
However, along the way, the yamen runners and the people beating gongs and drums kept walking with them, as if they were really on the way. Seeing this, Jiang Xue finally couldn't help her curiosity. She smiled and asked one of the yamen runners: "Brother yamen runner, where are you going? It seems like you have something important to do."
However, her well-intentioned inquiry did not elicit the same level of enthusiasm and friendliness from the other party.
One of the bailiffs had a stern face, a gloomy expression, cold eyes, and an extremely harsh tone, with undisguised severity: "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask!" His voice was so cold that it seemed like ice chips could fall off, and the impatience and warning contained in it were self-evident.
Jiang Xue had not expected to be treated so coldly. She was stunned for a moment, with a look of embarrassment on her face.
She muttered to herself, "Hmph, what's the big deal? If you don't want to ask, then don't ask. I don't care!" Thinking of this, she felt a little indignant, thinking that she was just concerned with good intentions, but these people acted condescending.
At this moment, I am sitting safely in the carriage and can go home comfortably; on the other hand, these yamen runners can only rely on their legs to trudge step by step.
If that was the case, why should they be so arrogant? If they were a little more polite to me, maybe I would be merciful and let them ride for a while if I was in a good mood!
The two groups arrived at the fork in the road of Jiangjia Village together. Jiang Xue thought that she would finally part ways with these people from the yamen, but was surprised to find that they were also heading towards Jiangjia Village.
Cheng Yangyang frowned and wondered why the people from the government office went to Jiangjia Village.
Seeing the gongs and drums in their hands, she guessed that they were not going to arrest anyone or settle a dispute, but more likely to announce good news.
But I don’t know which family in the village will receive this happy event.
When Jiang Xue and the people from the yamen were about to reach the entrance of the village, deafening sounds of gongs and drums suddenly rang out, breaking the tranquility of the countryside.
Jiang Xue was stunned by the festive noise. She never imagined that the people from the yamen came to convey the good news to her family!
"A scholar has emerged from Jiangjia Village!"
The yamen runner who had been cold to Jiang Xue before, now concentrated his energy and shouted loudly with all his strength. His voice was loud and deep, shaking the entire Jiangjia Village like thunder. The sound echoed in the mountains, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Clang!"
Then, the sound of instruments from the gong and drum team rang out. The simple and rough rhythm added momentum to the shouts of the yamen runners.
The sounds of drums and gongs interweave to form a unique celebratory melody.
Before entering the village, a lively atmosphere had already spread, making the entire Jiangjia Village immersed in joy and anticipation.
When the people in Jiangjia Village heard the sound of gongs and drums, they ran out of their homes and gathered at the entrance of the village.
They looked ahead curiously, expecting to see the person who brought the good news.