"This?" Wang Jianchuan hesitated and said, "It depends on what it means."
"What does it mean?" Jiang Yang's eyes widened. After more than a month of coming and going, the victims were afraid that they would starve to death.
"Yes, now we still owe hundreds of thousands of kilograms of grain from above. The county is so poor." Wang Jianchuan immediately changed his face and began to cry.
Jiang Yang waved his hand and said, "How much money does the county government have left now?"
"Well...the county government doesn't have much money left." Wang Jianchuan looked at Jiang Yang and smiled inadvertently.
Then he quickly covered it up and continued: "To be honest, sir, the government has been without salary for three months, and we can't open the pot, sir."
Ciao! No wonder there are not many officials. It turns out that the county government is so poor!
Jiang Yang took a look at the account books and found that the county government in Nuo Da only had more than a hundred taels of records in the granary. The records were vague and fuzzy, and it was probably useless.
Looking up and staring at Wang Jianchuan, Jiang Yang suddenly remembered something.
No matter how honest you are, your officials are as smooth as water, but your officials are as slippery as oil.
What should we do now?
This county magistrate is like a hot potato.
Is it possible that he will take the blame and resign on his first day in office? What should I do? What should I do?
Jiang Yang's heart was in a mess.
It was planned in advance to open a granary to provide disaster relief, then use the county's silver to do some profitable business, and then manage the rivers to cultivate fertile land, reform production, and move towards prosperity step by step.
Don't tell me that I used the food in the reserve warehouse, I will be able to pay it back in the future! Ten times as much!
But now the facts have told Jiang Yang what it means that plans cannot keep up with changes.
Those victims who were barren in their eyes were living people in Jiang Yang's eyes.
Must be saved!
The mountains are the backing, but the water is the water.
Seeing Jiang Yang pacing back and forth anxiously, Wang Jianchuan chuckled.
Don't be anxious. Don't be anxious. Tell Jiang Yang now that he has a solution. All he needs to do is come to Mr. Wang and ask for help? Why don't you talk to the county magistrate tomorrow when he has nothing to do?
Although it can't be said to be the icing on the cake, it is a help in times of need. He can also distinguish between the big and small kings.
Fighting with the sky and the earth is endless fun. Fighting with Mr. Wang in Xiami County is seeking death!
"Your Excellency...Is this official going to retire first? You can summon him if necessary." Wang Jianchuan's posture slowly became taller, and he did not pay attention to Jiang Yang at all.
Jiang Yang waved his hand to indicate that he understood.
But the county government in Nuoda was very quiet, let alone servants, and there were no errands. How to summon him? It was just rhetoric.
The sky gradually darkened, and Wen Guan and Chen Zhiyong walked back slowly.
"Brother, there are more than 3,000 refugees. We are eating people very poor in one day, and many bosses have underpaid." Wen Guan sat down on the ground.
But Chen Zhiyong said dumbly: "I led the people to set up a tent at the City God's Temple, and there are still some tasks that haven't been completed. I've given instructions and I'll be back first."
Jiang Yang nodded.
There are two major issues that need to be solved immediately. The first is the problem of feeding the refugees. The other issues need to be put aside. A work-for-relief approach slowly swirls in Jiang Yang's mind.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully taking office as the county magistrate. The reward is: 500,000 jins of wheat bran. Please choose the place to receive it as soon as possible. 】
[Ding! Distribute novice rewards and a mysterious formula. 】
[Ding! It is detected that the county government is in ruins, please host to improve the county government as soon as possible and complete the first judgment. 】
There seems to be a delay in the system. When I walked into the county government office, there was no reminder. I received the official seal without saying a word. Now the reward is issued?
And it’s useless! Five hundred thousand kilograms of bran, what is bran? It’s just for feeding animals and it can’t solve the problem at hand.
Wait! Bran?
Jiang Yang narrowed his eyes, noticed in his heart, and said, "What about the City God's Temple?"
"It's dilapidated...the temple is big...not good." Chen Zhiyong was a man of few words, but being able to say so much made Jiang Yang very happy.
After asking a few key questions, Jiang Yang nodded.
Just now all the insecurities in my heart were gone.
He took the rice served by the Wang brothers, casually dealt with the two mouths, and then ordered: "Take the pots and pans from the Yamen and follow me to the City God's Temple tomorrow morning."
"Brother, we should go to the granary when we open the warehouse to load grain." Wen Guan said very puzzledly: "Why don't Zhiyong and I go to transport grain early tomorrow?"
Then he slapped his head: "This granary is right in front of the City God's Temple. Look at how stupid I am."
Jiang Yang waved his hand and said: "I guess not a single grain of grain was used in the granary? Let me arrange it tomorrow."
"Oh...Okay." Wen Guan nodded subconsciously, but then his eyes widened: "What? There is no food in the granary?"
Jiang Yang turned around and asked the Wang brothers. Although the county government was poor, it still had hundreds of kilograms of wheat flour. Jiang Yang suddenly had a complete plan in his mind.
Even so, Jiang Yang still looked at the county genealogy for a long time at night and learned a lot from it.
.....
On the same night, the mansion in the west of Xiami County was brightly lit, and Mr. Wang was humming a little tune and shaking his legs, feeling very comfortable.
Several beautiful concubines, Ying Ying Yan Yan, serve Mr. Wang.
"By the way, go and tell the restaurants on the street. Whoever is cooking for the refugees tomorrow will not give me face and let them weigh it."
"Yes, sir..."
Looking at the Chinese pastoral dog under his feet, Wang Yuanwai said proudly: "How can boiling an eagle be as interesting as boiling a human being? Don't you think so, Rhubarb?"
....
In the long night, the moon and stars were sparse, and the insects and birds were chirping. Jiang Yang put down the things in his hands and looked at the bright moon, feeling a little dazed and melancholy for a moment.
Early the next morning, Jiang Yang and his party gathered around the county government office and ate.
Seeing the disgusted look on the fat county magistrate's face, Jiang Yang said, "I have to change your name. Instead of calling you Li You, call you Zhang Zuo."
"???" Li You didn't expect that he lost his county magistrate yesterday and his name today.
But there is nothing that can be done. After all, Jiang Yang is the county magistrate now, and the official approval document also has the word "Li You" on it. Do you dare to resist and risk your life?
He nodded numbly and vented his anger on the job in his hand.
The way to control people is just a slap in the face and a date.
Jiang Yang finished two mouthfuls and said, "Do it well and I will pay you back the money you used yesterday within ten days."
"Is it true?" The fat county magistrate's eyes shone.
Jiang Yang's expression immediately changed and he said loudly: "It's absolutely true, but if something goes wrong with you, don't blame me for being unkind."
'Zhang Zuo', who regarded wealth as his life, was naturally very happy and said he would do whatever he wanted to do.
Jiang Yang didn't tell him anything. Of course, 'Zhang Zuo' knew what he was going to do.
Resolutely safeguard the justice of Jiangyang County Magistrate!
Everyone chatted casually, and after guessing that the time was almost up, they packed their things and headed to the City God's Temple.
Pots, pans, firewood and other items were piled on the carriage and the group swaggered through the market, attracting the attention of many people.
Soon Mr. Wang received the news, and a crowd gathered in the Wang family's residence, laughing loudly listening to Jiang Yang's movements.
"Wang County Cheng? Did you give him food?"
"No, how can I give it to him?" Wang Jianchuan waved his hands hurriedly and said flatteringly: "How can the poor county government still have food?"
"Then why did he go to the City God's Temple? Did he bring the pots and pans with him? Yesterday he bought food for the slaves, and today he cooks for himself? How many more days do he want to survive?"
"Hahaha, there's no telling where the Guanyin soil can be found in the City God's Temple. Our great county magistrate wants to eat the soil."