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Chapter 81 Previous Inspection
  In the blink of an eye, it began to enter mid-December, and a heavy snow fell one after another, covering the inside and outside of Fugu County in a blanket of snow.

The mountain road up to Sitongzhai is temporarily closed. Fortunately, the village has already stored a thousand dan of grain and a large amount of coal, wood and other winter supplies. Living there should be no problem, just enough for Zhao Zhixin and the others to concentrate on developing steam engines.

As the leader of the county government, as the end of the year is approaching, Lin Feng also has to check around to make preparations for the New Year.

Lin Feng first went to the farmers' market in the county to see what was going on there.

Shops have been built on three sides of the market, and gates have been built on the front, so the wind inside is much lighter and the temperature doesn't feel so cold.

There are no people selling anything under the outdoor awning, and there are no vegetables to sell in Shaanxi this winter.

Only the grain and oil stores and butcher shops in the shops were still open, and people were coming in and out one after another to buy things.

Lin Feng randomly entered a butcher shop. A vendor was selling mutton, and several people were choosing.

"Shopkeeper, the weather has been so cold recently, how is business?" Lin Feng asked.

The shopkeeper of the butcher shop replied while cutting the meat: "Thanks to the county magistrate, there are many projects in the county. After everyone received their wages, they often come here to cut some meat and take it back to taste. This business is much better than before."

"Yes, this year's New Year is much better." A customer also chimed in.

"Ah, the county magistrate, you are here. Can I cut some meat for you to try?" The butcher shop owner raised his head and saw Lin Feng.

"Thanks to the county magistrate..." the people buying meat also said one after another.

"Thank you also to the support of our people in Fugu. It's cold today. Let's take a look at everyone's living conditions. I feel relieved that you have food to eat and some money to buy some meat." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Master, please take this piece of meat and try it." The butcher shopkeeper handed over a piece of good meat.

"Okay, then I'll take it back and try it. Ieyasu, pay for it." Lin Feng replied.

"How can we collect money from the great master?" The shopkeeper firmly refused.

"How can I take the people's things for free? I don't want them if you don't charge me."

"Then, what a shame."

"Just keep it! Even if I come to buy things, I have to pay. Other people in the county government will not dare to ask for cards. Otherwise, you will not be able to stand it." Lin Feng said.

"Then, I will accept it. Your Majesty, you really think about our people!" the butcher shop owner said with tears of gratitude, and the crowd burst into warm applause.

After leaving the farmers' market, Lin Feng went to the west gate again to check on the resettlement situation of the refugees.

After the early resettlement, there are not many refugees outside the city. There is also a porridge shed set up on the north side of the city gate. On cold days, a small number of refugees come to get porridge to drink.

Several rows of simple houses to house the refugees have been built on the southwest corner outside the city.

These houses all adopt a semi-underground structure. First, they dig down about half a meter along the slightly sloping loess land, then put up a shelf and cover it with thick thatch, and a simple house is built.

Lin Feng randomly walked into a house where three people lived. A woman and two children aged five or six were cleaning the house.

Su Shunian, who was accompanying us, said, "The county magistrate has come to see you."

"County, your lordship, thank you so much for your help in surviving!" The woman said and was about to kneel down.

Lin Feng tried to dissuade him and asked: "No courtesy, no courtesy, is it cold where you live, and do you have food to eat?"

"Now we have a house that can protect us from the wind, we have enough food at home, and the head of the household has gone out to work. Our life is much better now than when we fled," the woman said gratefully.

"That's good!" Lin Feng said and walked out.

Then I looked at several resettlement houses, and the situation was similar. Most of the young and middle-aged refugees were recruited by the county government or Zhenming Group. They went out to work during the day and came back to live at night.

As long as they are willing to work, the refugees should have no problem surviving this winter. If they have fields to farm next spring, their lives will be better.

Back at the county government hall, Lin Feng convened everyone to discuss matters.

"Su Dianshi, have you handed over the work of your household?" Lin Feng asked first after sitting down. Two days ago, the document from the state government approving Su Shunnian's promotion to the county government office came. The old official finally got his wish and recommended Zhao Bi, another scribe from Hufang, to take over as the secretary. "Your Majesty, the handover has been completed and the work has been smoothly connected," Su Shunnian replied.

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Sir Zhao, how many refugees do we have in total now?"

"Your Majesty, as of yesterday, we have received and resettled about 5000 refugees in total. It has been freezing recently, and there are very few refugees coming here.

Most of these 5000 people have accepted household registration, but only a few hundred want to return to their hometowns after spring. Currently, they are still struggling outside the city gate, relying on the county government to provide porridge to survive. "Zhao Bi came to attend the meeting convened by Lin Feng for the first time. He was very excited, but he was still very familiar with the business.

"Very good, you must continue to resettle the refugees and work hard to increase the population of Fugu. Do we still have enough food?" Lin Feng then asked.

"County Lord, there is enough food. 5000 people need about 25 shi of additional food a day. Our county government still has more than 3500 shi in stock. We will definitely have no problem holding on until the beginning of next spring." Zhao Bi then replied.

"Sir Hu, what's the situation with work-for-relief over there?" Lin Feng asked someone else.

"Going back to the county, our workshop has recruited about 800 young refugees to build the city wall and provide simple resettlement housing. At present, these two projects are basically completed, and nearly 1500 taels of labor and food expenses have been spent. In addition, more than 400 yuan of materials have been spent. Two, there are still more than taels left."

"Very good. It's too cold outside the city now. You continue to recruit people to renovate the county government office. It's too dilapidated. Spend all the remaining money." Lin Feng continued to order.

"Yes!" Hu Yanming was not afraid of being busy but afraid of having nothing to do.

"Your Majesty the County, thanks to Zhenming Bank's small low-interest loans, the big households in the county dare not resist taxes, and our autumn taxes have been collected smoothly. At present, the county government has sufficient money and food, and we have never had such a good time. This is all because of your good leadership." Su Shunnian also stood up and flattered Lin Feng at this time.

"It's all thanks to everyone's contribution. We will give you year-end bonuses at the end of this year." Lin Feng said.

"County Lord, what is the year-end bonus?" Su Shunnian probably understood, but he had to ask clearly.

"If you achieve good results in a year, you will receive about one month more salary as a reward, so that everyone can have a good year." Lin Feng explained.

"That's great, thank you so much, Lord County!" Everyone cheered.

Return to Linzhai in the evening.

Lin Feng and his family were sitting around eating hot pot, and Li Xiongzhen sat over uninvited.

"Green Ant's new grain wine, a small red mud stove. It's going to snow in the evening, can you drink a cup?"

How can this scene be without poetry? Lin Feng himself cannot write, but he can still recite an ancient poem.

"This poem is really suitable for the occasion. Come, distant mountains, let's have a drink." Li Xiongzhen said.

Lin Feng raised his glass and responded: "Unknowingly, it has been almost half a year since I came to Fugu. I also became the county magistrate and established the Zhenming Group. I have accomplished a lot in the past six months. Come and have a toast to congratulate me."

Li Xiongzhen raised his glass and took a sip, and then said: "Yes, these six months are more exciting than our previous 20 years of life. Real men are going out to work hard for a career."

Since Mother Lin and Lin Wanyu were both there, the two did not discuss sensitive topics such as rebellion, so as not to frighten them.

"Brother, I'm bored to death at home, and you're so busy. Find something for me to do." Lin Wanyu turned on the coquettish mode at the right time.

"It's okay for my little sister to go out to work, but it's definitely not possible for the county government. Then go to Zhenming Group and ask Xiongzhen what suitable positions are there?" Lin Feng said.

"Brother Xiongzhen, it's up to you." Lin Wanyu gave a threatening look.

"Well, Yuanshan, our shareholders' meeting secretary office is very short of people right now. It would be suitable for a girl to go there. Do you think that's okay?"

"I think it's okay. Let's go to the shareholders' meeting secretary's office, which will be responsible for sorting out relevant documents, notifying the convening of meetings, etc." Lin Feng agreed.

"Secretary of the shareholders' meeting? Brother, I'm afraid I don't know how to do it." Lin Wanyu said worriedly.

“It is to record the important things of Zhenming Group, and show the documents and other documents reported by the branch below to me and Xiong Zhen.

When we convene a shareholders' meeting, you are responsible for notifying it and making relevant records. "Lin Feng explained the secretary's responsibilities.

"Oh, I should be able to do this." Lin Wanyu agreed.

(End of this chapter)