Xiao Hanzheng knew that Mo Qingling wasn't a greedy person who would take credit from others.
He did not pretend to decline and cupped his hands. "Yes!"
If that magistrate related to the Wu family had gotten the formula, he would definitely write it in his own handwriting and would even say that he had discovered it by accident in front of the emperor.
He would deliberately omit their credits, and then, when the time was right, he would also get rid of them, leaving no future trouble.
Therefore, having the righteous Mo Qingling for this was the best.
Xiao Hanzheng wrote down the formula and its origin and handed it to Mo Qingling.
"Sir, I happen to be free now. Why don't I start teaching people how to make ice from today?"
The people from the magistrature and Eldest Young Master Wu should already be on their way to the village.
Mo Qingling was also an extremely efficient person. "Yes!"
