If there is one thing that can be loved by both Cantonese and Hakka people, it is potted vegetables.

A large wooden basin is placed on a table of Eight Immortals, four benches are placed around it, and eight people sit around to eat pot vegetables. This is not only Hakka, but also the main form of banquets held by the indigenous people in Guangzhou.

‘Banchuan’, as the name suggests, means serving dishes in wooden basins. Some are similar to the Yipin pot in Huizhou, Zhao Hao’s hometown of ‘Not to the point of not reaching the home of the country’. However, it has a more rural atmosphere and the ingredients are more free and changeable. The ones that reside in the sea naturally add more seafood, while those in the mountains mainly use mountain delicacies and wild game.

More than a dozen ingredients such as radish, bean curd, pig skin, mushrooms, pheasants, crust and stewed pork, can be fryed and cooked, and then put into a pot layer by layer to form a rich pot of pots.

In order to entertain the VIPs, the Hakka people deliberately killed the cows and added fresh beef, tripe and beef loaf, which made the taste even more amazing. The fragrance alone made them cry for countless children on the corridor.

Moreover, only one pot of vegetables is in line with the Chinese tradition of paying attention to clan affection. Everyone holds chopsticks and keeps searching in the basin. With the saliva, they naturally get particularly close to each other. Moreover, the deeper the dish in the basin, the more rich the taste, so everyone can't help but search more hard...

In addition, everyone was hungry, and after a gust of wind swept away the clouds, each table was eaten clean.

That night, Zhao Hao and his son were sleeping in the room where the Lin clan specially made a vault.

It was still chilly at night when the houses were surrounded in the mountains. As a result, Zhao Hao had to cover his blanket for the first time after he came to Chaozhou.

This kind of environment and weather is suitable for understanding the great harmony between man and nature.

And this thick wall has good sound insulation...

Mr. Zhao was still young after all, so he called Secretary Ma, who was sleeping outside, to come in to kill mosquitoes.

The two were slapping mosquitoes, and suddenly they heard a girl singing a nursery rhyme:

"The moonlight shines on the pond.

Riding a bamboo horse and passing through the Hongtang.

The water in Hongtang cannot pass through.

The lady came to pick up the man on a boat.

Ask your husband's shortcomings, ask your husband's longevity,

When will Lang go back?"

It seems that the sound insulation is not that good...

Mr. Zhao was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack to get in. Sister Ma was so amused and crying. It was the one who should be shy, right?

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Mr. Zhao drew up all night and went to bed.

He was sleeping soundly, and he was woken up by Secretary Ma.

Mr. Zhao rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at Sister Ma. "Hey, why are you wearing clothes?"

"What nonsense!" Sister Ma shyly twisted him and whispered: "It's already midnight, I'm not as shameless as you."

As he said that, he wiped his face with a warm towel and said, "Get up quickly, I'm waiting for you to have breakfast."

"Let them eat, I'll sleep for a while." Zhao Hao turned over and lay on Sister Ma's soft thighs.

"Lin Zhongcheng told you to go there quickly, as if they had answered." Ma Xianglan held down his thief's hand.

"Is that true?" Mr. Zhao's expression turned up and immediately jumped out of the bed and said, "It seems that there is good news!"

If there is bad news, it is time to go home. If the zombie Taoist priest is ignorant of politeness, Lin Run will not be able to persuade him again. Will the governor's face be so worthless?

He quickly got out of bed to wash and dressed neatly, so he hurried downstairs to the middle hall. He saw that Lin Run, father, Liu and Yue had arrived. He was accompanied by Lin Zhengying and his son, and he was having breakfast while talking. The atmosphere seemed very relaxed.

"You finally got up, sit down." Lin Run, who had no official duties and had a good rest all night, said with a bright look: "Let me tell what the old patriarch said."

"Listen attentively." Zhao Hao sat down next to his father with a smile.

"Try this baking pot, it's quite delicious." Zhao Shouzheng pushed a small pottery bowl in front of him. Zhao Hao saw that the bowl was steamed red dessert, like a cupcake, but the surface was cracked by several very large cracks.

"This slit is not steamed. We call it 'laughing', which is a sign of the arrival of a happy event, so the more you give it a smile, the better you should give it a smile." Lin Yichen explained with a smile. The smile on his face was like a cracked hairblock in a bowl, but his eyes were dark and obviously he didn't sleep well last night.

"What kind of happy event is that?" Mr. Zhao asked with a smile, tearing a piece of hairpin and tasting it. Well, it's very sweet, soft and fragrant, just like that.

"After a night of intense discussion, our Lin clan finally decided to take that step." Lin Zhengying, with his gray beard, said slowly with a complicated expression: "Develop the Feitian Swallow and use the porcelain stone mine to exchange for the future of the clan members!"

As soon as the words were finished, the young people inside and outside the hall cheered. Perhaps it was because of the feeling of the human desire that the old patriarch had to give in?

Zhao Hao also smiled at the red one and grinned.

His plan to revitalize Chaozhou finally cleared the last obstacle. Now you can say loudly, "Chaozhou takes off"!

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Of course, things are not that simple. After breakfast, Lin Zhengying raised a lot of concerns and conditions.

There are three main points. One is that there will be economic exchanges in the future and the opportunities for contact between local and local tourists will increase, and there will definitely be many conflicts. How can the government protect Hakka people? Will they blindly favor natives?

One is that they hope that the mansion can clearly define the ownership of the Feitianyan belongs to the Lin clan, so as to prevent the indigenous people from taking advantage of porcelain clay ore.

Another thing is that they hope to give the Lin clan a certain number of childbirth places alone, and there is no need to do too many, and they can guarantee two at a time.

The first article is very simple. Zhao Hao told them that first of all, local customers do not trade directly, but transfer through third-party companies. Therefore, porcelain clay ore is sold to third-party companies, and in the future, the porcelain burning will also be third-party companies. In short, both local customers can avoid excessive contact first. After the economic ties between the two parties gradually become closer and time eliminates hostility, then slowly communicate.

In addition, Zhao Shouzheng said that he would order all counties to set up a "Local Guest Affairs Ruling Tribunal" to handle disputes and public security cases between the local Guests, so as not to avoid all minor officials from indigenous origins and favoritism and partiality. In order to ensure the fairness of the ruling, he sent someone to serve as the presidency of all courts.

As for major cases, if the Hakka people are worried that the county will be unfair, they can bypass the county and file a lawsuit directly with the government office.

Lin Zhengying was very satisfied with this. In fact, he was worried that "the county magistrate is worse than the current management." Whether it is the governor or the prefect, he is not a person-friendly official, and most of the disputes must be resolved by the county. If he can directly connect with the prefect, he will feel much more at ease.

Article 2: Feitianyan’s property rights issue has also been properly resolved.

Although the Lin family has not been to the government for more than 100 years to register the land property rights, according to the principle of "reclamation of land is permanent", they belong to them in terms of property rights of the land reclaimed by Feitianyan. Even if Feitianyan has an original owner, or if they are worried, "the wealthy families in the palace collude with clerks, fabricate documents, and steal land", there will be no problem.

Because according to the "Da Ming Law", the farmer can enjoy de facto possession of abandoned land. If the original owner does not return to business within ten years, he will recognize the possessor's ownership of the land. Now Zhao Shouzheng has the final say in Chaozhou, and this can eliminate all the tricks.

On the contrary, the three seemingly simplest things - ensuring that the Lin clan enjoys two student qualifications in each hospital examination was flatly rejected.

"Then at least one must be guaranteed, it really cannot be missing..." Lin Zhengying's eggs turned red and insisted: "Our Lin clan has been squeezed out of the field for sixty years. This has had a great impact on us! Last night, we asked someone to go to the clan to read, but we couldn't even find the "Four Books and Sentences"! Everything has to start from scratch, and we can't get a test by ourselves, and we can't get a scholar in the exam for more than ten or twenty years."

"Yes, I fully understand your concerns. But the imperial examination is the foundation of the country. The change in the quota seems to have little impact, but it must be submitted to the court." Zhao Shouzheng told Lin Zhengying very seriously: "And the admissions are the power of the supervisor. Even if I release the waters in the palace, I will still be defeated when I go to the hospital for the examination."

"The supervisor was specially sent by the court to manage the provincial government and examinations." Lin Run also continued in a deep voice: "Even our court has no right to interfere in his decision."

After a pause, Lin Run said sternly: "And even if this college can do it, it will never agree. Our Jiumu Lin family has been famous for its eternity and has been obtained through the exams for generations. Taking the back door and asking for care will bring shame to our ancestors!"

"Yes, what my uncle taught is..." The so-called "You will prosper with this, and you will die with this." Lin Zhengying relies on the etiquette of his ancestors to rule the entire clan. Lin Run's generation was there, and he would not recite the curse when he talked about his ancestors.

But the face still cannot hide its disappointment. In the eyes of Hakka people, getting fame and honor and glorifying their ancestors is much more important than making money and making money. If you don’t believe it, look at the later civil servants in Guangdong, 70% of them were Hakka people...

"It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish." Zhao Hao understood this mentality very well, so he interrupted with a smile: "This matter is for me. Let's do this. Our group is in Daliao, which specializes in building a school for Hakka children to teach them how to study? You may not understand our teaching level. But it doesn't matter. Just find a scholar and ask for it and you will understand it."

Lin Zhengying looked at Zhao Hao half-believingly and thought to himself, "Aren't you a businessman?" And she is so young, why are you still involved in the affairs of scholars?"

However, he is the son of the top scholar, so he probably should have something to do. This matter is so important that I really dare not agree hastily.

"Haha, are you not aware of Taishan? Mr. Zhao is not only the top scholar, but also the top scholar teacher... Of course, it is not his father's teacher, but his disciple also passed the top scholar." Yue Yunpengba had to give Hakka people a fixed quota, so he explained in a variety of ways.

Although there are not many quotas at a time, there are only four in three years, eight in six years, and in twenty or thirty years, there are only thirty or forty scholars of the same clan and clan. This is a very large political force in our province.

He naturally had to work hard to cheer for Mr. Zhao's plan. "In this subject, the Yufeng Academy he runs, he even passed the 50 Jinshi exam in one fell swoop! Do you think it's scary?"

'Actually, Xiangshan Academy passed the exam thirty-one...' Mr. Zhao said silently. But he wanted others to calculate separately, and it was a little less eye-catching.

But this was enough to shock the Lin family.

Master Jinshi, that is the Wenqu star in the sky descending to earth! No matter which one is gathered in the literary spirit of the eight towns, one of them can’t come out of a county for many years.

There were more than 1,400 counties in the Ming Dynasty, and they competed every three years, and about 350 people passed each exam. On average, there was less than one Jinshi in a county in ten years.
Chapter completed!