The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 292: Entering the Dungeon Experience (2)_1

Chapter 292: Chapter 292: Entering the Dungeon Experience (2)_1

Meng Dinglun felt his face burning with embarrassment; the sweet potatoes had not yet been widely promoted. If they were to be planted next year, and when they went to the capital... they would inevitably visit the Shen family.

"I don’t want to go to jail! We have been falsely accused!" Pei Qian sobbed, clutching her arm.

"But it’s not like you can avoid jail just because you don’t want to go!" Pei Qin said.

Pei Qian’s eyes were red and swollen, her tears held back as she stared at Meng Dinglun.

Pei Qin also looked towards Meng Dinglun and pleaded earnestly, "Sir Magistrate! You are actually a good official, and you should not listen to the slander of some people! What the outcome will be after the promotion of sweet potatoes, I, as a commoner, am less knowledgeable. I cannot compare to your decade of scholarly pursuit and wide wisdom. Isn’t Yuanyang County under the jurisdiction of Runing Prefecture? Let’s start promoting it from Runing Prefecture. Moreover, we can give the sweet potato a new name, like ’red potato’ or ’earth potato,’ and then they will become known as Runing red potatoes or Runing earth potatoes! If you really want to investigate foreign spies and conspirators, we will be right here. We don’t have wings, and we can’t escape. Whenever you ascertain the truth, won’t you be able to catch the guilty ones without fail? A tiger’s whisker only needs a slight touch, but if you pluck it, it will bite."

Given an opportunity to step down, Meng Dinglun, although feeling tricked, had not actually thrown Pei Qin and the others into the prison before releasing them. Now that they were pleading for mercy, Meng Dinglun decided to go along, "It seems that the anonymous report letter indeed has some issues. You may temporarily go home. Once this office ascertains the truth and clears your names."

"Thank you, Sir! Thank you, Sir! You truly are an uncorrupted official, a clear mirror held high!" Pei Qin said, her flattery thick with servility.

However, Meng Dinglun did not see an ounce of respect in her eyes; his gaze fell upon the bag of sweet potatoes, "Is this the sweet potato?"

"Not only are there sweet potatoes, there is sweet potato flour as well!" Pei Qin rattled off a list of sweet potato dishes, "...Basically, from the time sweet potatoes sprout, they can be eaten! Humans can eat them, pigs can eat them! Fresh sweet potato sprouts are neutral in nature and sweet in flavor, and have the effects of nourishing deficiencies, boosting energy, moisturizing dryness, facilitating bowel movements, stopping bleeding, and nourishing blood. Finally, when the older sweet potato vines dry up, they can even be used for fuel."

Meng Dinglun felt a bit dizzy listening to the barrage of information.

"We don’t have any sweet potato sprouts now, but we do have sweet potatoes and sweet potato flour. How about I make a meal for you to try, Sir?" Pei Qin offered.

After a moment’s hesitation and seeing Pei Qin’s calm smile, and thinking of her composure from beginning to end, he pursed his lips, "Then give it a try!"

"Alright! Just give me a kitchen, and I’ll serve you a delicious meal!" Pei Qin said. Without waiting for any assistance from the government officer, she reached out, handed over the sack of sweet potato flour to Pei Qian, grabbed the burlap sack, and hoisted up a bag of sweet potatoes on her own.

Meng Dinglun’s expression changed as he watched.

The circle of government officers’ expressions also changed.

She was just a young girl, seemingly only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she was effortlessly carrying a sack of sweet potatoes!? Was she... a martial artist?

"Take me to the kitchen!" Pei Qin said, hoisting the sweet potatoes. Although the bag wasn’t too heavy, carrying it for too long hurt her shoulders. Showing off was fine for a moment, but it was painful to keep it up for too long!

Meng Dinglun called someone to lead Pei Qin to the kitchen right away.

Pei Qian wanted to leave immediately, not wanting to stay in the Yamen any longer. She had just suffered a scare. Being accused as foreign spies and traitors, they were almost sent to jail and beheaded. And now they had to cook for them.

Sun Lizheng was gradually calming down but still couldn’t keep up with Pei Qin. In the blink of an eye, what initially seemed like a descent into becoming prisoners turned into cooking for the Sir Magistrate. This... this...

Finally arriving at the kitchen, Pei Qin put down the sweet potatoes and called for someone to start the fire. She decided to steam a batch of sweet potatoes first, then roast a few.