Unlimited Resources: Raising a Minister with a Space Supermarket-Chapter 505 - 450: Haste Makes Waste

Yu Xiaolian heard the probing in Zhao Ping’s words. In fact, she initially wanted Zhao Ping to find Zhao Chunyu, and now that Zhao Ping had this thought, she was certainly willing to help him.

"If you want to go to your sister, I can send someone to take you to the Zheng Mansion."

"Right now?" Zhao Ping looked up, feeling a bit urgent.

His mother had passed away, and because he was angry with his sister, he hadn’t gone to see her or inform her that their mother had died two months ago.

But now his thoughts had changed. He wanted to find his sister, tell her about their mother’s death, and then visit their mother’s grave together. Perhaps only then would their mother find peace.

"Right now, immediately!"

"Then I’m off!" Zhao Ping said urgently.

"Cao Gen, take Zhao Ping to the South Alley Zheng Mansion!" Ever since Yu Xiaolian came to Yangcheng, she hadn’t met Zheng Yuanfeng face to face.

Zheng Yuanfeng was very busy, running around all over the place. Especially after the old emperor died, the new emperor Jun Tingye vindicated Zheng Yuanfeng’s father, the Zheng Family doctor regained the status of Imperial Physician, allowing Zheng Yuanfeng to do business boldly in the Capital. So, he had handed over all business in the Northern Land to Shopkeeper Hai to manage and wouldn’t come to the Northern Land without major issues.

Although she hadn’t met Zheng Yuanfeng, Yu Xiaolian had been to the Zheng Mansion because she had provided Zheng Yuanfeng with chili seeds, hot pot base recipes, and two cookbooks. As a result, Yu Xiaolian had shares in the restaurant Zheng Yuanfeng opened. A while ago, Zheng Yuanfeng sent word to Yu Xiaolian to go to the South Alley Zheng Mansion to collect her dividends, so she had visited the Zheng Mansion once.

However, she didn’t see Zhao Chunyu.

"Lady Su, thank you for taking care of me these past two months." Zhao Ping bowed deeply.

Yu Xiaolian glanced at Zhao Ping, "Go ahead, if you find it uncomfortable at the Zheng Mansion, you can come back to me!"

Whether it was because of Feng’s final wishes or to atone for killing Zhao Kuo, Yu Xiaolian always felt an obligation to take care of Zhao Ping.

After Zhao Ping left with Cao Gen, Yu Xiaolian stared at Zhao Ping’s departing figure and fell into contemplation.

"It’s good to let him go." Su Jingchen’s voice came from behind Yu Xiaolian.

This Zhao Ping was Zhao Kuo’s son; having him here and seeing him every day would always remind Yu Xiaolian of Zhao Kuo. Sending him to reunite with Zhao Chunyu was actually the best option.

"Why have you come to the backyard? Isn’t the front busy now?"

Since Su Jingchen had become the Yangcheng County Magistrate, he was so busy that his feet barely touched the ground, dealing with problems left by the former County Magistrate.

"It’s lunchtime, and I came over to have lunch with you." Su Jingchen was about to take Yu Xiaolian’s hand but was shocked by the bruising on her forehead.

"How did you get hurt? What happened?" Su Jingchen’s tone was distressed.

"I’m starving; let’s eat and talk!" Yu Xiaolian took Su Jingchen’s hand instead.

Su Jingchen followed Yu Xiaolian to the dining hall. He was feeling famished, but when faced with a tableful of food, he lost his appetite.

He was eager to find out how Yu Xiaolian got injured!

Upon seeing that the kitchen prepared her favorite shrimp tofu soup, Yu Xiaolian hurriedly scooped herself a bowl and gulped down the hot soup. Only then did she tell Su Jingchen how she got injured.

After speaking about the matter with Little Hu, Yu Xiaolian babbled on about needing to improve the personal qualities of the Posthouse Officers, suggesting they should have some training.

Su Jingchen listened with a grave face, "I suddenly remembered there’s something urgent to handle at the front; you go ahead and eat without waiting for me!"

Yu Xiaolian paused as she picked up her food, seeming to guess what Su Jingchen was going to do, but she had no intention of stopping him.

Certain aspects of the post house really needed reform. Had she not happened to be hit on the head, Su Jingchen might not have thought of rectifying the post house for the time being.

Yu Xiaolian continued devouring her meal; after she ate her fill, Su Jingchen suddenly returned.

"When the sausage food factory frees up, will you open a school?"

Of course, the term "school" was learned by Su Jingchen from Yu Xiaolian.

"You want me to open a school? What kind of school?" Yu Xiaolian was surprised.

"Didn’t you just mention training classes? You can train them!"

Yu Xiaolian frowned. She wanted high-quality Posthouse Officers, but...

Oh well, this kind of thankless and profitless task she’ll accept, considering it a contribution to the court and the people.

"Alright then, in a few days, you gather all the Posthouse Ministers from Yangcheng County for training. No need for the Posthouse Officers; once I teach the Posthouse Ministers, they’ll naturally train the Posthouse Officers after going back.

Moreover, there’s no need for a formal school; I’ll explain what needs to be said in two days. Whether they’ll implement it after going back is another matter."

"Don’t worry about that. After you train them, I’ll send people to each post house for spot checks. Anyone not following regulations in receiving guests, I’ll directly remove them and replace them!"

When Su Jingchen had free time, he often read modern books from Yu Xiaolian’s space, so he occasionally used many modern terms. He was curious and envious of the things and incredible technology in those modern books.

"Hmm!" Yu Xiaolian replied contentedly, "By the way, Liu Shuangli said you were looking for me. Why did you need me?"

"The progress over at Wuyuan Mountain is slow. Although more workers have come, mining and grinding the stones are really strenuous. Trying to turn the stones into the limestone powder you mentioned is even harder. I want to try to research that crusher you talked about; I need your help!" Su Jingchen spoke sincerely.

Yu Xiaolian’s refusal was quick, "No, it’s probably impossible to manufacture the crusher now. The large crushers I mentioned simply can’t be produced in ancient times."

Su Jingchen was undeterred, "What about small ones?"

Yu Xiaolian continued to shake her head, "If it’s for grinding corn stalks or something, it might be worth a try, but not for stone mining!"

Su Jingchen felt a bit disappointed. He had seen workers at Wuyuan Mountain using the most primitive methods to painstakingly grind stones, then sift the crushed stones to get the stone powder. Compared to the giant crushers described in the books in Yu Xiaolian’s space that could pulverize everything, Su Jingchen had a sudden impulse to develop such crushers.

He thought Yu Xiaolian would fully support him but didn’t expect her to directly tell him not to dream big.

Su Jingchen spoke gloomily, "So we’ll have to rely on manpower for the excavation?"

Yu Xiaolian nodded, "That’s the only way. Don’t underestimate manpower; even in the Future World, many tasks require people to do them personally.

You’re just too impatient. You can’t rush hot tofu; take it slow. Even if you can’t pave the cement road this year, doing it next year will still be a great accomplishment!"