Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

"Sir." Yang Zheng was too busy to get away. When he saw Meng Changqing coming, he just nodded and said hello.

Meng Changqing walked towards him and saw that what he had memorized was somewhat difficult to decipher, so he took the brush from his hand and sat down to record it.

Zuo Datou next to him is collecting grain. He not only has to check the weight of the grain, but also the quality. After confirming that there is no problem, he reports the amount to the person who registered next to him.

"Seven groups on the west side, eight stones of rice and six hundred pounds of sweet potatoes." After Zuo Datou finished reporting, Meng Changqing followed suit. Yang was watching from behind and was very envious, "Why do I have so much trouble remembering with my hand? , I feel more awkward holding a pen than anything else."

Meng Changqing recorded in his hand that he still had time to chat with Yang Zheng, "Skills have specializations. Brother Yang is a hero on the battlefield, so you don't have to worry about such trivial matters."

"I always think that I can help you and save you some trouble." Yang Zheng said, "Unfortunately, my hands are too clumsy. The more I think about it, the easier it is to make mistakes."

"Everyone is like this." Meng Changqing said, "If someone asks me to do something I'm not good at, even if I want to do it well in my heart, I won't be able to do it in a short while."

"Hey." Yang Zheng sighed, "Sir, if there is no suitable person among us, you can do the same as Mr. Mao from Yangmen County and find a master."

"Master Xi." Meng Changqing looked at Xi Bei who was leading the horse around the front door, "Master Xi."

Yang Zheng was slightly surprised, "Are you kidding me? Brother Xi can't write those two words as well as I can."

Meng Changqing laughed twice, listened to the figures reported by Zuo Datou, and then wrote them down in the ledger.

"How much is in the library now?" Meng Changqing asked.

"Two warehouses have been filled. The collected goods now have to be stored in the third warehouse." Yang Zheng said, "Please remember first, I will go over and watch them move."

The grain collection continued until midnight, not because the speed was too slow, but because the time when the people began to hand over grain was close to the evening.

There is no other way. I have to go to the fields to harvest during the day and have no time to hand over grain.

Meng Changqing didn't want to delay the people going to the fields because of handing over food, and would rather stay up for a few long nights by himself.

"Bafang, you write some serial numbers to the people behind you and ask them to go back with the serial number paper and do whatever they need to do until they come back."

Bafang wrote it neatly and cut it out, then handed it to the people at the back of the team, "It will be your turn for quite some time, take this time to go back to eat, sleep, whatever you want, don't wait here."

The people in the team took the serial number paper, but they looked at each other. No one could walk away with the paper at ease.

"What's wrong?" Bafang asked them, "How come no one is moving and you are willing to wait here? You guys are queuing up here, at least it will take more than an hour before your turn comes."

"It won't take more than an hour." Luo Sanmu smiled in all directions, "Our family members can just take turns guarding."

Bafang frowned and returned to Meng Changqing, "Your good intentions are in vain. These people would rather take turns watching at home than go back to rest."

"If you have a large family, you can really take turns guarding." When Meng Changqing spoke, he kept recording on his hand. "They are worried about food and refuse to let it out of sight. That's all. Let them go and tell Colonel Zhang. , let him lead people to patrol carefully at night to prevent food grabbing among the people. You go to the kitchen again and ask Brother Dai to boil some water and make dry food to deliver to the people waiting in line. "

"Hey, I'll go right now."

After queuing for nearly an hour, it was finally their turn.

Ma Laifu and their team leader moved the food to the location designated by the government.

Zuo Datou went to the side and took a hurried drink of water, then came back and said, "Open all the bags." He personally inspected each bag to check the quality of the grain, especially the sweet potatoes. If there was too much soil in the sweet potato bag, the whole bag would be returned.

This happened twice before, and the people behind them poured out their own sweet potatoes and cleaned them up on the spot.

So many people come together to pay the food. If they pay it all at once, they only have to wait in line once. If the government refunds the food, they have to wait in line again, which is a waste of their own time.

Therefore, once you realize that there is a problem with your own food, you should immediately start to deal with it and fix it before it is your turn.

While collecting the grain, Meng Changqing advised them that there were too many people queuing up now. If there was still room at home to store it, they could pay it later. As long as the grain should be handed in before October 15th, it would be fine.

But people always have worries. They are worried that food will be stolen at home, and they are worried that if they come to hand over food when there are few people in the future, the officers and soldiers will investigate more harshly.

Malaifu and his group successfully handed over the food. "Our group has paid off, and we have lost a worry. After that, it will all be ours!" The team leader yawned, "Finally, it's ours!" It’s over, go home and sleep quickly, recuperate your energy, tomorrow we will collect our own food.”

After the team leader finished speaking, he happily walked ahead without noticing that Ma Laifu, who was originally following him, gradually slowed down and stopped next to the leader of the twenty-fifth group.

"What? Is something wrong?" The leader of Group 25 looked at him defensively.

"Let me tell you something." Malaifu lowered his voice and said, "Come out and speak."

The team leader turned to the people in the same group and said, "Keep an eye on our food. I'll be out for a while."

After following Ma Laifu out for a long time, the man's patience ran out, "Is there anything you can't say here?"

Malaifu looked behind him, thinking about the distance and speaking in a lowered voice so that the other side could not hear him, "Do you know that someone in your group has stolen something?"

The leader of Group 25 laughed and said, "You mean Ma Lishan? He used to have dirty hands and feet on the mountain."

"Then you knew he stole it?"

The team leader frowned, "Why, did he steal your food?"

"Our group always takes turns to keep vigil, and the house is closest to the government, so he doesn't dare to steal our things." Ma Laifu no longer pretends, "I found out about this from people in the government office. Recently, Ma Lishan stole things again. The county master found out."

"Why didn't the county master arrest him if he knew it?" the team leader asked.

Malaifu had thought about this problem for a long time, so he asked back seriously, "Why do you think it is?"

The team leader looked at his eyes, feeling baffled and at the same time a little nervous.

"The county master wants to get rid of him." Malaifu said, "Before the city wall was built, we followed the county master. We all know his temper. He is definitely not a soft-hearted person."

The team leader felt the cold wind blowing into his neck, "If that's the case, why doesn't the county master take action?"

"That's stupid." Malaifu said, "The county master is not the only one who is dissatisfied with him. Think about it, you are Ma Lishan's team leader. Logically speaking, you have to control him. But what happened? You didn't pay attention at all, and you still haven't paid attention to him until now." I don’t know whose property he stole, but I think you are in danger too.”

(End of this chapter)