"This..." The three of them really didn't know how to answer Yang Ling's words. Even if they were a fool, they should know what Yang Ling meant, not to mention that no one here was a fool.

Yang Ling pointed to a place and asked: "I saw here that a total of more than 10,000 taels of silver were spent on water conservancy, but when I turned around I saw the money of the people, and it was several thousand taels again. Aren't they counted together?"

"Your Majesty, the money for building water conservancy projects is separate from the wages of the people." Director Diao could only answer bravely.

"Is that so? There are also stones and earthwork money here. I wonder if they are included in the more than 10,000 taels of silver?" Yang Ling asked next, making it clear that he did not want to give these three people a step.

"It doesn't count!" Director Diao said carefully, his voice sounding like a mosquito.

"Then I'm surprised. The people's money is not included, and the stone money is not included. I only have one question, how did you spend these more than 10,000 taels of silver? Could it be that you used these more than 10,000 taels of silver?

Did you ask the gods to help you with two silver coins?" When Yang Ling said it at the end, his voice became serious.

Although the weather has started to get colder, the three of them are sweating profusely at this moment. They all have their heads lowered and no one dares to talk to them. The official level is so overwhelming that everyone can feel Yang Ling's anger.

"Don't tell me, you don't know anything." Yang Ling sneered and said, "Your salary and salary are good for the people. The people are easy to abuse, but God is hard to bully. These sixteen words of Taizu, you should not be like me. They are Japanese."

You can see it every day. I never expect you to be completely clean. If the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if the people are careful, there will be no disciples. I understand this truth, but you

Don't you think this stretch of your hand is too long? Last year, the total money and food that Liyang County turned over to the court was only more than five thousand taels. The result was good, I lost more than ten thousand taels in one fell swoop, tsk tsk, I

Working hard in the capital, going through life and death, you can't earn this much money. It's better for you to just make a few strokes of the brush and everything will be in your pocket."

Yang Ling had enough of the pleasure of training his grandson. Then he said: "I am very short of money now. Liyang is very short of money. What should I do next? Don't you want me to tell you?"

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, I will obey the county's order."

"Okay!" Yang Ling nodded and continued to ask: "The autumn harvest is almost here. How is the situation in Yongfeng warehouse?"

Yongfengcang is the Changpingcang, and Chengchao is also called the Preparatory Cang. It is a good policy implemented by the imperial court to stabilize people's livelihood. It has three main functions, one is "pingbao", which is the so-called spring buying and autumn selling, and regulating the price of grain.

"Lending".Farmers

During the lean years, you can borrow rice rations from Yongfengcang and pay them back in the spring and autumn. But of course, interest will be charged. Another option is "relief". When encountering a large-scale flood, drought or locust plague, you can open a warehouse to provide relief to the people.

Even in other counties

When the situation is urgent, grain must also be adjusted. It is no exaggeration to say that Yongfengcang is the stabilizer of a state and a county. If this system works well, the people can withstand famines and their lives will be relatively stable. If it does not work well,

If it is good, people will go bankrupt, and during famines, there will be widespread famine, leading to starvation and displacement, which is a situation that no ruler wants to see. The emperor who "why not eat minced meat" is after all a rare elite.

A rare sight in a hundred years.

"It's all written in the account book!" Ma Xian Cheng had no choice but to point to another account book and said.

"Since the account just now was all fake, do you think I will believe that this account is true?" Yang Ling picked up the account book with two fingers and threw it on the ground: "Okay, don't

No nonsense, seeing is believing, let’s go to Panpanku together, I don’t want to be a confused official who is fooled by others.”

There were originally four Yongfeng warehouses in Liyang, respectively located in four townships. However, over the years, they found it inconvenient to locate them in the countryside, so they have been concentrated in the county. The county government is not far from Yongfeng Lane, where Yongfeng warehouse is located.

Yang Ling and his people arrived just as quickly as they had a cup of tea. Accompanied by everyone, Yang Ling walked into the Yongfeng warehouse, and the one who met him was the warehouse ambassador from Liyang.

"Hey, three great gentlemen are here. I wonder who this is..." Ambassador Cang asked doubtfully.

Ma Xian Cheng stood up quickly and said: "This is the new County Honorable Lord Yang Lingyang of this county. Today is his first day in office. He came here specifically to check on the situation of Yongfeng Warehouse. You must explain it to the County Honorable Lord later."

The Cang Ambassador of this county is called Du Ziteng. Although he is a low-ranking official, he is still an official. Du Ziteng is in his forties, has a fat head and big ears, and looks rich, but this is normal. There is a saying in officialdom, called "It is better to be an official than to be a prostitute, and to be a prostitute is worse than to be a good person", this means from the practical point of view

, officials are not as good as those in charge of warehouses, and those in charge of warehouses are not as good as those in charge of grain depots. It can be seen that although the position of warehouse ambassador is a bit humble, the salary and salary are extremely rich. For example, the Dai Zhuji whom Yang Ling helped guarded a warehouse of the Ministry of Industry.

, but lived a miserable life, and he was simply a model for officials in the world.

"I've met the county magistrate!" Du Ziteng hurriedly greeted him.

Du Ziteng? Stomachache? Such an unfortunate name. How much hatred did his parents have for their son to give him such an unfortunate name? But Yang Ling came to Panku today, not to show off that he was educated, so he just nodded lightly.

He said: "Yongfengcang is the reassurance of the imperial court and cannot be ignored for a day, so I came here to check it out. You can lead the way."

Du Ziteng was not surprised when Yang Ling revealed his purpose, but looking at Yang Ling's three deputies, they all looked bitter and resentful. They must have been repaired by the new county magistrate, but Du Ziteng still led them honestly.

Go forward.

Du Ziteng nodded, picked up a large plate of keys, and led Yang Ling through several waterproof and fireproof courtyard walls to the outside of the warehouse with the "A" sign. Du Ziteng opened the door and saw bricks and stones.

The grain trough was filled with white rice. Du Ziteng reached out and grabbed a handful of rice and introduced: "We have rainy and humid weather in the south of the Yangtze River. Food storage must be kept ventilated and dry. There is a fire dragon underground in this grain depot. It can be stored for ten days and a half."

, you have to burn it once.”

When Yang Ling was a child, she accompanied her parents in selling public grain, and she also knew the details of warehouses. Yang Ling pointed to the four warehouses and asked, "How much grain is there in this warehouse?"

"There are more than nine thousand stones of food in the library," Du Ziteng introduced.

"Only more than nine thousand stones?" Yang Ling frowned: "Liyang has three mountains, one water and six fields. It can produce two crops a year. It is also a county with a large population, but it is too little to have such a small amount of food?"

Du Ziteng said with a sarcastic smile: "Reporting to the county magistrate, there is indeed only this much. A lot of grain has been borrowed to survive the spring famine. When the autumn grain comes on the market, it will be returned."

Yang Ling said nothing more and waved his hand: "Okay, open all the warehouses for me. I want to check them one by one."

"Ah?" Du Ziteng was a little petrified in an instant. It was normal for county magistrates to take up the post of Panku, but it was mostly just a formality. Officials like him were actually non-staff officials and did not need to comply with the court's requirement that locals were not allowed to serve as officials.

He has served the county magistrate for several times, and this is the first time he has met a serious person like Yang Ling. Du Ziteng has been in charge of warehouses for decades, and there are many tricks in it. The A-size warehouse he just showed to Yang Ling is for

It is used for inventory management.

Du Ziteng had no choice but to open all four warehouses as instructed. The pungent musty smell almost made Yang Ling collapse.

Yang Ling covered his nose, took out a handful of grain from the T-shaped warehouse and sprinkled it on the ground. He looked at it carefully and immediately frowned. Without looking at Du Ziteng who was smiling beside him, he waved his hand and said, "Go, Panku."

"Let's see if the food is sufficient. As for whether it's good or bad, we won't care about it for now." Yang Ling finally said

He sneered and said, he brought more than a hundred people from the capital, including a hundred forbidden troops, who were the troops who escorted Yang Ling to the Liao Kingdom. Although Yang Ling was an official in Liyang and there was no danger, Juhua Pass still specifically asked for it.

The emperor transferred a hundred people to Yang Ling just to prevent Yang Ling from being used.

"Master Du, please introduce this grain depot to me in detail!" Yang Ling walked to the downwind and dared to let go of his hand and said.

"Yes, the grain in our grain depot is divided into three types, new grain, old grain and moldy grain. The county magistrate just took the T-sized moldy grain, so it tastes a bit stronger. The old grain is last year's autumn grain, and the new grain is

This year's autumn grain has not been harvested yet, so most of the warehouses are old grain." Du Ziteng quickly introduced: "Actually, the other three warehouses are much better."

"What's going on with the grain in Grade A? I think that grain is pretty good. Isn't it new grain?" Yang Ling asked.

"Those are all grains coming in from Guangdong and Guangxi. They are all newly added after processing the moldy grains and old grains in the warehouse... There is only one warehouse of new grains in Jiaziku."

"How many are there in total?"

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

"It's not much!" Yang Ling said while touching his chin. Although Yang Ling would not buy food in person, he had cooperated with the Su family after all.

Yang Ling stepped on the moldy grains on the ground with his feet, and they immediately turned into powder. His expression changed and he asked, "Can these moldy grains be eaten?"

"Of course not." Du Ziteng said: "It rains all day here in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The food is too easy to get damp and moldy. Moreover, this warehouse can be fireproof and waterproof, but it cannot prevent rats. Plus rats have pooped and peed.

Not even humans or rats can eat these moldy grains."

"Then how can we be sure that old food has turned into moldy food?"

"According to the rules, there are pigs in the warehouse, and anything the pigs don't eat must be disposed of."

“Musty food must be disposed of?”

"This is naturally poisonous and will also contaminate other good foods." Du Ziteng affirmed.
Chapter completed!