Jian Qingqing was waiting for him to ask this question! She suppressed her excitement and pretended to be melancholic. "Yes, a lot of them. It's two acres of land. I wanted to plant it and sell it, but I didn't expect that no one else had eaten it. They might not accept it. What if they can't sell it? Wouldn't it start to rot in the ground?"
Ming Zhiyan glanced at her and ignored her scheming. He said directly, "Send some to the county office tomorrow."
Jian Qingqing cheered, "Thank you, Lord Ming. You're a good person!"
She did not expect that her poor acting skills could fool Ming Zhiyan, to begin with. He was such a smart person, but she could not just ask whether she could sell the tomatoes directly to him.
In Jian Qingqing's heart, Ming Zhiyan was gentle, kind, and helpful. He was a good official who cared about the people. In short, all the beautiful words could be used to describe him.
