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

"So much?" Wang Xian frowned and said, "There are only more than 9,000 stone of grain in the curry. ”

"No way," Du Ziteng pouted with fat lips and said: "It rains all day long in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and the grain is too easy to get damp," said with a proud face: "Brother can inquire about it, in the entire Zhejiang Province, the mildew and depletion are less than 30%, and you can count them on one hand." ”

"I can't imagine that an adult is still a master." Wang Xian responded with a smile.

"Don't dare." Du Ziteng said: "Brothers are humble and dare not forget the country's worries. "It's just that fat face seems to be difficult to relate to the word 'righteousness'.

"What kind of food is going to be processed?" Wang Xian changed his words and asked.

"Old grain, moldy grain, and food that has made rats pee." Du Ziteng said: "Brother, come and take a look." He led Wang Xian to the T-shaped library, and as soon as he opened the door, the pungent musty smell almost knocked people up.

Wang Xian hurriedly covered his nose, but Du Ziteng seemed to be used to it, took out a handful of grain and sprinkled it on the ground, and stepped on it to become powder, "This is moldy and dry food, and even rats don't eat it." ”

"What about the people who ate it?" Shuai Hui asked curiously.

"It's going to die." Du Ziteng said: "So it must be disposed of." ”

"Hmm." Wang Xian nodded, the wind passed through the warehouse, and the musty smell was a little worse, so he walked in and went around, came out and asked, "It's all such grain?" ”

"Pretty much." Du Ziteng nodded and said: "According to the rules, there are pigs in the warehouse, but if the pigs don't eat them, they must be disposed of." ”

"What about ......," Wang Xianzhuo asked casually, "what about the rest of the grain?" ”

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

"Is it the same in the alpha library?" Wang Xian coughed twice.

"That's not," Du Ziteng said: "That's the spring grain that the people repaid, but our people in Fuyang generally have money, so there are not many people who borrow grain in the spring, and there are fewer in the autumn...... There is only a warehouse of new grain in the first store. "The common people borrow all the rice with the shell, but they have to pay back the white rice when they turn around, and you have nothing to do with the government at all." After the old grain is disposed of, new grain is bought, and the new grain and old grain are opened in four or six years, which is also in line with the regulations. ”

"How many other counties are there?" Shuai Hui asked again.

"Grain-producing counties are six or four open, and counties like ours are generally five or five." Du Ziteng held his fat belly and said with a smile: "That's because they waste too much, so they have to buy more new food every year!" ”

"My lord is really a master." Wang Xian smiled slightly and said, "The general situation has been introduced by adults, so let's start taking inventory, right?" ”

"Plate ...... Inventory Adjustment? Du Ziteng's fat lips trembled. Isn't it going through the motions?

"What's the problem?" Wang Xian glanced at him lightly, although his gaze was not sharp, but it made Du Ziteng's fat tremble, and he hurriedly shook his head and said: "What can be the problem...... said and looked at the sky and said: "But it's all at this time, it must not be finished, it is better to come back early tomorrow morning......"

"Count as much as you want." Wang Xian clapped his hands, and Shuai Hui went out and brought in a group of secretaries and people.

Only then did Du Ziteng realize that the other party was a night owl entering the house - the good ones didn't come! Da Dong took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat and said, "Let them do it, drink tea in the brother's house?" ”

"Just go and drink." Wang Xian was dressed in a green shirt, with a straight figure, and shook his head slightly: "I'm not thirsty." ”。

Yongfeng Cangxu font library.

One by one, the word 'official' written on it was black and big, resting on the side of the grain trough.

On the side of each grain trough, there is a white-shirted clerk, holding a brush and account book in his hand, and Wang Xian brought the bucket level of Minzhuang and Yongfeng Cang, and shoveling the grain into the Hu with a big wooden shovel. After a while, the warehouse was dusty, and people couldn't open their eyes.

Wang Xian and Du Ziteng were sitting outside drinking tea, listening to the coughing sound one after another inside, he smiled and said, "There is a lot of ash in the grain." ”

"There's no way, Chen Liang is like this, just get used to it." Du Ziteng smiled awkwardly.

"I hope so." Wang Xian squinted, looked at the red sun that was sinking in the west, and said, "Lord Du, when will the grain in this warehouse be used except for the spring famine loan?" ”

"There is also the stabilization of grain prices and the release of grain for disaster relief." Du Ziteng said.

"What's the use of stabilizing food prices?" Wang Xian said strangely: "Other counties are one tael of silver and two stone grains, but our county is almost twice as expensive, and there were two taels of silver and one stone of grain in the spring famine." ”

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

"Fuyang is not far from Hangzhou and Shaoxing, and the transportation is also convenient, so it shouldn't be so bad?" Wang Xian wondered: "Is there someone making trouble inside?" ”

"It'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, so what should we do if we don't sell it to our grain merchants?" ”

"That's it......" Wang Xian nodded, and at this time, a humanoid object covered in dust came out, coughing and scolding: "It's too lacking in morality, it's just a matter of mixing sand and soil into the rice, and mixing lime!" "Looking at the body and listening to the voice, there is no doubt that Wu is a little fat man.

"That's to keep moisture out and insects." Du Ziteng hurriedly explained: "Hurry up and bring vegetable oil." ”

Unexpectedly, vegetable oil was always available in the granary, an old bucket-level ...... He is the servant of the storehousekeeper...... Soon brought the pot of vegetable oil. The man washed his face out, and sure enough, it was Wu Wei, and he bared his teeth at Wang Xian and said, "My lord, can you say something about the number of two...... Let's take a look at the grains first. As he spoke, he brought a big scoop to Wang Xian.

The grain in this warehouse is indica rice without shells, and it is said that even if it is aged rice, it should be a pale yellow color, but Wang Xian saw that there were miscellaneous ingredients in this scoop...... Too much.

"Sift it!" He glanced at Du Ziteng expressionlessly, and saw that the dead fat man's face was a little pale.

When only rice was left in the dustpan, there were rice husks, dry grass, soil, and white ash on the big coarse cloth on the ground......

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

Wang Xian grabbed a handful of dark yellow rice, smelled a strong musty smell, he glanced at Du Ziteng coldly and said, "This rice is too old, right?" ”

"Hehe......" Du Ziteng trembled his fat cheeks, and kept wiping his sweat and said: "There are so many warehouses, nearly 10,000 stones of grain, it is inevitable that there will be omissions." ”

"yes." Wang Xian nodded and said, "I want to see if it's an omission, or if it's intentional!" He turned to Wu Wei, whose eyes were full of blood, and said, "Tell the brothers, let's not count the quantity first, but only check the condition of the grain itself." ”

"Okay." Wu Wei was overjoyed when he heard this, and when his subordinates learned about it, they were also cheering, and they could finally be relieved......

The inventory is just a disguise, this is Wang Xian's real purpose.

The people used a completely hollow bamboo tube to insert it deep into the bottom of each grain trough, and then collected the grain into a Hu with the corresponding warehouse number written on it.

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

"Lord Du, there are a total of twelve husks and six stones of grain, this is an IOU from the county government." Wang Xian handed an IOU to Du Ziteng.

From the beginning, Du Ziteng's face was pale, trembling and not daring to take the IOU, as if it was a red-hot iron plate. He trembled his lips, looked at Wang Xian pitifully, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, let me live......"

"Lord Du's words are wrong," Wang Xian's face sank like water, and his voice was very soft: "I just want to save your life." As he spoke, he looked at his oily fat face and said, "Otherwise, if I swagger through the city during the day and let the county's fathers and elders know that their life-saving food has become like this bird, do you think they will eat you?" He waved his hand and said, "Escort Lord Du to the county office!" ”

The two people stepped forward and sandwiched Du Ziteng in the middle, and the soldiers who watched the warehouse wanted to stop them, but they were frightened by Wang Xian's vicious eyes!

Under the reflection of the miserable white light, Wang Xian's eyes flashed fiercely, he swept over the soldiers, and said coldly: "Don't go home tonight, take care of the warehouse for me!" If there is a slight mistake, there will be no place to die! Get out of the way! ”

With a burst of drinking, the soldiers really got out of the way......

Wang Xian was still not at ease, and asked Wu Wei and others to be on duty in the warehouse tonight, and they returned to the county government with grain and Du Ziteng.

In the county yahouya, the lights are bright tonight, and Wei Zhixian has received a report and ordered someone to escort Zhou Yang and two other big grain merchants in the county. He was particularly angry, and summoned Li Sheng and Diao Master to the flower hall.

When Du Ziteng and those grain hubs arrived, but those who participated in the buying and selling of official grain, how could they not know that the incident at the east window of Ludao had happened?

"I'm going to invite you to dinner today." Seeing Wei Zhixian's expressionless face, he said.

"How dare you," everyone laughed and said, "We have already eaten." ”

"Let's have a late-night snack." After Wei Zhixian finished speaking, he was silent. The servants set up a pot outside the flower hall and cooked a pot of rice with the rice that Wang Xian had brought back. Then let the soap serve a bowl to each of them.

"This is life-saving food for the 110,000 people of Fuyang!" "Wei Zhixian happened to be sitting under the lamp, and he couldn't see his expression, but just listening to his voice, he could hear that he was extremely uncalm." Please have a meal. ”

"This ......" everyone looked at the pungent smell of rice mixed with rice husks and sand...... Let's call it rice. Just smelling it makes me feel sick, let alone putting it in my mouth. all

"Eat!" Wei Yuan slapped the case heavily and roared.