After receiving Han Fukun's guarantee, Young Master Tang left excitedly. As the county magistrate, it is indeed better to handle some local affairs than others. There is no doubt that this is not a problem.

Moreover, Mr. Tang, a young man from Han Fukun, knew very well that as long as he agreed, there would basically be no other accidents. In other words, after receiving his guarantee, the matter was basically done.

However, many things in this world have positive and negative sides. Some people are happy and some are depressed. Although Young Master Tang completed his task, County Magistrate Han was so worried that his hair was almost white.

You said you were not good at selling what you wanted to sell shit. Is this job done by people? And can that thing be sold?

Han Fukun was worried, Han Fukun was worried about pulling his hair one by one, but he also knew that the more he was, the more important things the county magistrate was not easy to say, and it was often much more important than what could be said explicitly.

So he didn't dare to delay at all. After a night of worry, he asked his old servant to bring his visits to all the wealthy families in Wannian County who had no background to Juxian Pavilion...the restaurant opposite.

Although Juxian Pavilion is good, that place is obviously not a place that he, a county magistrate, can go to. Not to mention whether the grade is enough, just spending just one meal can directly make him bankrupt.

But on the day and night, seven or eight middle-aged men with big belly came to Juxian Pavilion in an inconspicuous carriage, stood there in a sense of sensation, and then silently entered a restaurant opposite.

As mentioned earlier, county officials are not as good as county officials. These wealthy families have backgrounds or are not very strong backers. Although they know that it is a matter of something to invite Lao Han, they have to come.

Han Fukun had already been waiting in the store at this time. After all, he had to ask for help. When everyone came, after the hustle and bustle, Old Han went straight to the topic: "Everyone, do you all know the turbulent biogas that were rife some time ago?"

"Mr. Han, what's wrong with this biogas?" Peng Chun, the leading landlord in Wannian County, has a family of fertile land.

Han Fukun shook his head: "There is nothing wrong with biogas, but I want to ask you, who knows who made the biogas?"

"Of course it's King Xiaoyao, everyone knows this." Peng Chun took the conversation and said with his eyes shining: "I said to Lord Han, isn't you coming to us this time that King Xiaoyao is planning to let us participate in the biogas project?"

Han Fukun took a deep breath, pretended to be mysterious and smacked his lips, and then slowly said: "I don't know if I can participate in the project, but the prince has explained something in the past few days."

Before leaving, Young Master Tang made a clear statement that this matter could not have anything to do with the magistrate of Tang, but did not say that it could not be related to Li Muyun, so Han Fukun simply sold the legendary King Xiaoyao.

When several wealthy families heard that Han Fukun was looking for him, they were immediately excited and waited for Lao Han to continue talking.

Han Fukun was not vague. Anyway, this matter must be explained clearly sooner or later, and no matter how much he is confused, he still has to say it. So after giving himself a sip of wine, Old Han gritted his teeth and said, "The prince has a batch of biogas waste that needs to be processed during this period. He specially arranged for Mr. Xiao Tang to find the official, hoping that our Wannian County can do some efforts."

At the beginning, the rich people had not yet figured out what Han Fukun was saying. After reacting for a while, they realized that their faces became more exciting.

Peng Chun even put the chopsticks directly and said dissatisfiedly: "Mr. Han, what do you mean? If you share the shit in Xiaoyao Wang's house is good, you have to sell it out for money?"

Han Fukun was already feeling a little uncomfortable, and when Peng Chun called out, he also got angry and slapped the table and said, "Peng Chun, don't forget that most of your land is in Wannian County!"

This sentence is very threatening, and Han Fukun himself is the county magistrate of Wannian County. If he really wants to take action against Peng Chun, he will never be able to escape.

"Mr. Han, Brother Peng, we are all calm. We are all in the same county, and we are still close to the country. Do you think so? Why bother to make unhappy things for a little bit of trivial matters? Everything is easy to discuss, right?" Lu Dayong, although he cannot rank first in Wannian County, he is the brother-in-law of Chang'an County. With this relationship, it is appropriate to smooth things over at this time.

Peng Chun also knew that his anger had just been in the wrong place and offended the county magistrate Han for nothing, so he went down and said, "Mr. Han, Brother Lu, I, Peng Chun, have a solid heart and don't have so many intestines. Don't take your words to heart just now. But, Lord. Han, you don't know that the waste of the biogas is... something dirty. How do we deal with this thing?"

County Magistrate Han knew very well that what he did today was a bit unauthorized, but what could he do with his subordinates? Seeing that Peng Chun had already surrendered, he sighed and said, "Everyone, I can understand your feelings and empathize with them, but this matter was sent by the superiors. Even if I understand, I can do nothing, so... I forgive me."

After Han Fukun said this, everyone stopped talking and bowed their heads to think about their own thoughts. Lu Dayong was still a little clever, and his eyes turned and said carefully: "Mr. Han, I have something unknown to me, I hope the master will make it clear."

Han Fukun glanced at Lu Dayong, and said with a forced smile: "Brother Lu, your brother-in-law and Han are also old friends, so you can just say anything, don't be so careful."

Old Han gave face, but Lu Dayong did not dare to take it seriously. After a smile, he said, "Mr. Han, I wonder if you can tell me in detail what the above plan, and how should you deal with these biogas wastes? "

I have to say that Lu Dayong's words really came to the point. For a moment, everyone looked at Han Fukun and waited for him to explain.

Han Fukun smiled bitterly: "To be honest, as far as I know, King Xiaoyao believes that those waste materials are of great benefit to the growth of crops. He hopes to sell them to the county to increase the crop yield in our county."

After talking for a long time, the money was still there, and the group of people were suddenly disappointed. Although they had a lot of land at home, they had never heard of anything that could increase the yield of crops. So in their opinion, this was just King Xiaoyao making money in disguise.
Chapter completed!