Just when Qi Quanjin was so embarrassed for the County Magistrate that his toes nearly poked through his shoes, Hu Kaicheng finally got to the point.
"I see that in Taiping Village the land is vast and the people sparse, and when spring planting comes there's hardly anyone to lend a hand. So Quanjin, do you have any thoughts about recruiting more villagers?"
Hu Kaicheng squinted in a smile, practically broadcasting his true intentions.
Qi Quanjin was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Finally, the main topic was at hand.
Qi Quanjin quickly clasped his hands and nodded, "Lord County Magistrate, you are astute. I do have such thoughts. But as a newcomer to Concord City, I am truly unfamiliar, and if I rashly go recruiting from other villages, I'm afraid it could cause disputes. Sir, I really don't have a good plan and humbly ask for your guidance."
After all, the County Magistrate was their paternal figure, and Qi Quanjin couldn't disregard his honor.
