high official

Chapter 66

"Two thousand seven hundred and seventy-one stones, seven buckets and five." Du Ziteng replied without thinking.

"So much?" Wang Xian frowned and said, "There are only more than 9000 grains in the library."

"No way," Du Ziteng said with his plump lips, "it rains all day in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and the food is too easy to get damp," he said proudly, "brother, you can inquire about it. Those below [-]% can be counted on one hand.”

"Unexpectedly, the adult is still a master." Wang Xian responded with a smile.

"Don't dare." Du Ziteng said sternly: "Brothers are humble and dare not forget the country's worries." It's just that fat face, it seems that it is difficult to have anything to do with the word 'righteousness'.

"What kind of food are they going to be processed?" Wang Xian asked, changing the subject.

"Old grain, moldy grain, and grain that has made mice urinate." Du Ziteng said, "Brother, follow me to see and find out." He led Wang Xian to the T-shaped library, and when he opened the door, the pungent musty smell was almost overwhelming Put people on the head.

Wang Xian quickly covered his nose, but Du Ziteng seemed to be used to it. He took out a handful of grain and sprinkled it on the ground, and when he stepped on it, it turned into powder, "This is moldy and dry grain, even mice won't eat it."

"Did people eat it?" Shuai Hui asked curiously.

"People will die." Du Ziteng said, "So it must be dealt with."

"En." Wang Xian nodded, the wind passed through the warehouse, and the musty smell was almost there, so he went in and turned around, and came out and asked, "Is it all this kind of grain?"

"Almost." Du Ziteng nodded and said, "According to the rules, there are pigs in the barn, but any pigs that don't eat must be disposed of."

"Then..." Wang Xian asked casually, "What about the rest of the food?"

"The rest of the grain is divided into two types, new grain and old grain." Du Ziteng said: "Old grain is last year's autumn grain, and new grain is this year's autumn grain. Because this year's autumn tax has been delayed, most of the treasury is old grain."

"Is it also in the Jiazi library?" Wang Xian coughed twice.

"That's not it," Du Ziteng said, "That's the spring grain that the common people paid back, but the people in Fuyang are generally rich, so they don't borrow much grain in spring, and they pay back less in autumn... there is only a warehouse of new grain in Jiaziku "The common people borrowed the rice with the husks on, but they had to pay back the white rice when they turned back. You didn't make any sense with the government at all. "Wait until the old grain is disposed of, and then buy new grain. The new grain and the old grain are sold in four or six, which is considered to be in compliance with the regulations."

"How much is it in other counties?" Shuai Hui asked again.

"Grain-producing counties open on June [-]th, and counties like ours usually open on [-]-[-]." Du Ziteng laughed while holding his fat belly: "That's because they waste too much, so they have to buy more new grain every year !"

"Your Excellency is indeed a master." Wang Xian smiled slightly, and said: "Your Excellency has introduced the general situation, so let's start the inventory?"

"Pan... Panku?" Du Ziteng's plump lips trembled.Isn't it just going through the motions?
"What's the problem?" Wang Xian glanced at him lightly. Although his gaze was not sharp, it made Du Ziteng tremble all over. He quickly shook his head and said, "What's the problem..." He looked at the sky and said, "But it's all like this." It's time, I'm sure we can't finish it, why don't we come back tomorrow morning..."

"It counts as much as you want." Wang Xian clapped his hands, Shuai Hui went out and brought in a group of book offices and Min Zhuang.

Only then did Du Ziteng know that the other party was a night owl entering the house--good people don't come!Dadongong took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat and said, "Let them do it, brother, go drink tea in the house?"

"My lord, just go and drink." Wang Xian was dressed in a green shirt, with a straight figure, shook his head slightly and said, "I'm not thirsty."

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In the Yongfeng Cangxu font library.

A large dendrobium with the word 'official' written on it in big black is placed beside the grain troughs.

Next to each grain trough, there is a white-shirted book office, holding a writing brush and account books in his hand. The minzhuang brought by Wang Xian and the Dougai from Yongfeng warehouse are used to shovel grain into the dendrobium with a big wooden shovel.After a while, the warehouse was full of dust, which was so choking that people couldn't open their eyes.

Wang Xian and Du Ziteng were sitting outside drinking tea, listening to the constant coughing inside, he teased and said with a smile: "There is a lot of dust in the food."

"No way, Chen Liang is like this, just get used to it." Du Ziteng smiled awkwardly.

"I hope." Wang Xian squinted his eyes, looking at the red sun in the west, and said, "Master Du, besides lending during the spring famine, when will the grain in this warehouse be used?"

"The other thing is to stabilize food prices and release food for disaster relief." Du Ziteng said.

"Suppressing grain prices, don't you think it's of any use?" Wang Xian asked strangely: "In other counties, the price is one tael and two stones, but our county is almost twice as expensive. During the spring famine, there were two taels of silver and one stone grain." .”

"No way, who made our county 'eight mountains, half water and half fields', and the common people have money?" Du Ziteng smiled bitterly: "Most of the people rely on buying grain to eat and pay taxes. Can the grain price not be high?"

"Fuyang is not far from Hangzhou and Shaoxing, and the transportation is also convenient, so it shouldn't be so far away?" Wang Xian asked strangely, "Is there someone playing tricks in there?"

"That's hard to say." Du Ziteng coughed twice and said, "However, there are fewer and fewer grain growers in Zhejiang, and there is no surplus grain in Shaoxing, Hangzhou. What if the grain merchants don't sell it to us?"

"That's it..." Wang Xian nodded. At this time, a human-shaped object covered in dust came out, coughing and cursing: "It's too wicked, just add sand to the rice, and add lime!" Look at the figure , Listening to the voice, it should be Fatty Wu.

"That's to prevent moisture and insects." Du Ziteng quickly explained: "Get the vegetable oil quickly."

Unexpectedly, there is always vegetable oil in the granary, and an old Douqiu...is the servant of the warehouse official...and soon brought a pot of vegetable oil over.The man washed his face, and it turned out to be Wu Wei. He bared his teeth at Wang Xian and said, "My lord, can you tell me...you should take a look at these grains first." He said and brought a large ladle to Wang Xian. .

The grain in this storehouse is all indica rice without hulls, even if it is old rice, it should be light yellow, but Wang Xian sees that there are miscellaneous ingredients in this scoop...the amount is too much.

"Sieve it!" He glanced at Du Ziteng expressionlessly, and saw that the fat man's face turned pale.

Min Zhuang immediately brought a sieve and sifted a bucket of rice carefully. When there was only rice left in the dustpan, the large coarse cloth on the ground was already covered with rice husks, dead grass, soil, and white ash...

Measure the rice again, and it is less than seven liters.

Wang Xian grabbed a handful of dark yellow rice and smelled a strong musty smell. He gave Du Ziteng a cold look and said, "Isn't this rice too stale?"

"Hehe..." Du Ziteng wiped his fat cheeks tremblingly, and said, "There are so many warehouses, nearly ten thousand stones of grain, so it's inevitable that there will be omissions."

"Yes." Wang Xian nodded and said, "We have to see if it's an omission or on purpose!" He turned to Wu Wei, whose eyes were full of blood, and said, "Tell my brothers, let's not count the quantity for now, but only check the condition of the grain itself. .”

"Okay." Wu Wei was overjoyed when he heard the words, and when all his subordinates heard about it, they also cheered, and they were finally relieved...

Panku is just a cover, this is Wang Xian's real purpose.

The folks use a completely hollow bamboo tube to insert deeply into the bottom of each grain trough, and then transfer the grain they have taken into a dendrobium with the corresponding warehouse number written on it.

When all the grain and dendrobium were sealed and gathered in the brightly lit front hall, it was already dark. Wang Xian waved his hand, and the folks moved the grain and dendrobium to the car.

"Lord Du, there are twelve dendrobiums and six shi of grain in total. This is an IOU from the county government." Wang Xian handed a copy of the IOU to Du Ziteng.

From the beginning just now, Du Ziteng's complexion was pale, trembling, he did not dare to accept the IOU, as if it was a red-hot iron plate.With trembling lips, he looked at Wang Xian pitifully, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, let me live..."

"Master Du's words are wrong." Wang Xian's face was as deep as water, and his voice was very gentle: "I just want to save your life." He looked at his fat and oily face and said: "Otherwise, if I During the daytime, he swaggered through the city and let the elders of the county know that their life-saving food has become like this, do you think they will eat you?" He waved his hand and said, "Escort Master Du to the county government!"

The two minzhuang stepped forward, sandwiching Du Ziteng, and the soldiers who watched the warehouse wanted to stop them, but were frightened by Wang Xian's fierce eyes!
Reflected by the pale light, Wang Xian's eyes gleamed fiercely. He glanced at the soldiers and said coldly, "No one is allowed to go home tonight. Watch the warehouse for me! If something goes wrong, all of them will die." No place to die! Get out of the way!"

After a short drink, the Kubing soldiers really stepped aside...

Wang Xian was still worried, so he asked Wu Wei and others to be on duty in the warehouse tonight, and he returned to the county government with the food and Du Ziteng.

In the back of the county government office, the lights are brightly lit tonight, and Wei Zhixian has received a report, ordering Zhou Yang and two other big grain merchants in the county to be escorted.He was so angry that he called Li Sheng and Master Diao to the flower hall.

When Du Ziteng and those grains and dendrobiums arrived, anyone who had participated in buying and selling official grains would not know what happened?
"Today I invite you all to dinner." Seeing that Wei Zhixian said expressionlessly.

"Don't you dare?" Everyone forced a smile and said, "We've already eaten."

"Just treat it as supper." After Wei Zhixian finished speaking, he remained silent.The guards set up a pot outside the flower hall and cooked a pot of rice with the rice brought back by Wang Xian.Then let Zaoli serve them a bowl for each of them.

"This is life-saving food for the 11 people in Fuyang!" Wei Zhixian was sitting under the lamp, unable to see his expression, but just listening to his voice, he could tell that he was extremely restless. "Please eat. "

"This..." Everyone looked at the pungent-smelling bowl of rice mixed with rice husk and sand...let's call it rice.Just smelling it makes me feel sick, let alone putting it in my mouth...they all stay there.

"Eat!" Wei Yuan slapped the table again and roared.

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