Great Tang Idyll

Chapter 222: Grain and oil will be delivered on the first day of the year

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The sky is not overcast, and the two mountains are in contact with each other. The forest tweeted wild birds, the flute sounded, and the village was named Qin, and the wind blew away.

On the 22nd of the twelfth lunar month, another day is a small year. Twenty government officials escorted three carriages and protected the magistrate to a village in the farthest part of Sanshui County, Qin Village, where many people from the imperial court were trapped. place.

The county magistrate Jia got out of the car and looked back at the two trucks distressedly. The stuff in them was all he paid for, such as 200 jin of plain oil, 20 jewels of white flour, and 10 jewels of rice.

According to the rules left by the county magistrate of Sanshui County, we send goods for the poor in various places. Qin Village is the furthest away from the county seat and not close to other places. Some things in the village are always exchanged with people. It can be said to be the poorest place, the first stop is here.

In the future, I will get closer and closer, until the people in the county seat have delivered it, which is estimated to be thirty. The only difference from the original is that the things sent by the county order of Cheng are sent by the Zhang and Wang family. To be precise, they are Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan. Out of the warehouse.

The county magistrate Jia would make money, and he naturally made it by himself. These three things came first, such as oil, white flour, and rice. There were two other trucks in the back that could arrive in a while. The truck was loaded with Cloth and meat dishes.

All the things were bought by the county magistrate Jia from Zhangjiazhuang. The price was 20% higher than usual. The reason is very simple. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Why not increase the price

It takes six thousand guan to deliver to the people in the entire county that should be sent. Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan basically make 90%, and 30% of the money is given to the dealer. The rest is the money of the two people, compared to the dock. Not much, but it is very meaningful, especially for the dealers, who can only get 30% of the net profit, which is 20% higher than before.

Sell the things you used to raise at home, and others will try to keep the price down. Since the owner is in charge of selling things, dealers don't have to worry about it. The method of the owner will help them resist the price.

Obviously, county magistrate Jia didn't dare to talk to Zhang's family. Since he was bullied once, he was finally honest, for the time being.

"Six thousand guns are gone like this." The county magistrate Jia looked at those things, as if digging out his heart, he mumbled, and walked forward with the servant.

Fortunately, there are many mountains. The wind blowing from elsewhere blocked the mountains. It was not so unbearable. At this time, it was noon, and the sky did not show up in the morning. The county magistrate Jia usually likes to listen to the sound of this pipe flute, also called Xiao, which is deep and rhyme. I heard it today and it was very ear-piercing.

"Old Tuo, don't let the children blow, come quickly and pick up things, the county magistrate has delivered things to the village." The Tong Ya servant who had been with the county magistrate shouted loudly to the other side, his voice echoing in the mountains.

As soon as the sound of the flute stopped, dozens of people ran out in front, some of them led the donkey, walking this way. There is nothing better than the donkey.

"In the first two days, I heard the officials say that the adults would come to deliver things in person. The little old man didn’t believe me at the time. Today I tried to let people wait here. Unexpectedly, the adults really came here. Thank you, my lord."

The old man Cunzheng came to the front of the county magistrate Jia with a bowed body, and said with a trembling body.

County Majesty Jia’s heart was bleeding, with a caring expression on his face, he stepped forward and took the old man’s hand. "Old man, I’m late, let’s get some stuff back soon. There will be cloth and meat soon." Vegetables, besides spinach, it’s cucumbers. Let everyone have a good year."

The county magistrate Jia wants to cry when he talks about green vegetables. Without this green vegetables, where would he spend so much money? There are also poor people in Sanshui County. They are determined based on the disaster situation this year. Basically, there are no poor people. Except for those who have their own villagers, they are embarrassed to ask for this. Other people are not polite.

Who made himself a county magistrate? When it comes to giving things, the people think about the court’s virtues. If someone gives it to someone like this, maybe the people don’t want it.

But are the people really poor? When it’s not cold, they sell Liangpi, the pancakes and fruits that have been sold. When the Xiaoluoshui Wharf was built, workers were recruited. Now there are more than 700 yamen who carry the life at the wharf, except for two brothers or two fathers and sons. Basically, it is a family, and there are at least more than 600 people who don’t have to worry about being poor.

Six thousand Guans were spent in this way, and after being an official for a month, I didn't get any money in the county. I got some money from other places, and I went in nearly half of it.

County magistrate Jia watched the villagers happily put things on the donkey, no longer knowing whether it was hatred or helpless.

A few days ago, the county magistrate Jia Jia was given 13,000 pens by the Zhangjiazhuangzi. After drinking too much, he complained. Lost.

But I haven’t covered my heat yet. It’s the Chinese New Year. This year the Zhang family didn’t give anything and wanted nothing. The county magistrate Jia really didn’t have the guts. It doesn't matter, as long as there is something to be delivered, the people are happy and feel that the court is still thinking about themselves.

As a result, the county Cheng and the main book drew a list with the name of the person, address, and how many things should be given, and made this into a notice to let the people know. The people are really grateful, and they knelt and kowtow outside the yamen.

The county magistrate Jia had no choice but to find someone to ask which merchant in Sanshui County was willing to pay the money. It was indeed tempting, but due to the power of the Zhang and Wang family, they did not dare to respond. They pushed around, seeing the time, Jia The county magistrate had to pay for it himself, thinking about buying some from the street, and the quantity was too small. When the purchase was completed, the year had passed, so he could only find Zhangjiazhuang.

"There are still seven thousand sticks left, there should be nothing to spend, right? It's too cruel, come and go, get me 19,000 sticks." County magistrate Jia looked at the cheerful expressions of the villagers, and walked to the side thinking about things alone. Son, he said it as he thought about it.

"My lord, do you say you want to give out 19,000 pennies to the people?" The Tongya servant who followed like a ghost heard it and asked there.

"I didn't say, the official didn't say anything, go help, and stand next to the official to be lazy?" County magistrate Jia was taken aback. If this is not anxious, he was announced by the servants, and he was writing a notice over there. Where can I find so much money

It’s almost done over there. You can’t do it at a time. You have to do it twice. The village is asking people to drive the donkey away. He came to the magistrate Jia and said, "My lord, you are such a good official. After all these things, the new year will not worry, sir, you get a drink from the village, please go to the donkey."

The county magistrate Jia looked at the steepness of the road and shook his head vigorously, "Old man, I will leave two yamen here to watch, you should go first, and I'm going to deliver things elsewhere."

"Oh, it's delaying the adults, the adults are busy, so Xiaomin will leave first." The old man was very good at talking and would not go if he didn't go. He walked with trembling legs and had to run back and forth with him.

Seeing most of the villagers leave, the county magistrate Jia breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the road, thinking about the distance that the Ya Ya said, that he would have to peel off the skin once he went.

"My lord, shall we take advantage of this time to see the situation of people nearby?" Tong Yayue proposed next to the county magistrate Jia.

The most annoying county magistrate Jia now is the child service, and there is no good way to get rid of it. He can only endure "Okay, go back, as long as you meet someone, go to the third one."

"The third one? Okay, the adults will go as soon as they say." Tong Yayue promised, and the county magistrate Fujia got on the bus, and at the same time winked at the one who was next to him, and that Yayate got on his horse and left immediately.

At this time, there were only 17 yamen left in the team. They swayed in another horizontal direction. After half an hour out, they saw a small village. There was no Zhuangzi here. There were only more than 40 families living in the surrounding area. It's the ground, and there are some smaller soil bags planted with numb or something, and it is not completely covered by the snow.

The county magistrate Jia also knew about these things in the fisher’s house. The hemp should be soaked in the snow during the beginning of the spring, and then put it in the river to soak the rope. The hemp rope made in this way is greener than straight When it’s time to put it in the water, it’s strong, and I like to pick this kind of hemp when weaving fishing nets.

The first house in the village, when the county magistrate Jia and others arrived, the barking of dogs came from the yard, waiting for the owner to call back to the den, and then disappeared.

Naturally, county magistrate Jia didn’t want to be bitten by a dog. He really came to the third house in this village. In the courtyard surrounded by acacias and thorns, a woman was learning to walk there with her hands protecting a one-year-old child. The child tried to lift his leg up, and when he tried to fall, he finally fell over with a somersault.

"Ha ha ha ha" County magistrate Jia saw the child's stupid appearance, remembering how the child in his family was when he was learning to walk, and couldn't help but laugh.

"My lord, what are you laughing at?" asked a servant next to him.

"Nothing to smile, I think the little baby is interesting, this baby seems to be stronger than the others." County magistrate Jia put a smile away and said to the servant.

"My lord, this baby may be stronger than other places, but it's much worse than the two little ancestors of Zhang Family and Wang Family Zhuangzi, those two..."

"Go in and ask, see how your life is at home?" The county magistrate Jia directly interrupted the servant. What he hates most is the two Zhuangzi, and he feels uncomfortable hearing others mention it.

The Ya Ya immediately said, "My lord, you don’t need to ask about this place. The baby in it is the son of Ya Ya Song Yang. It’s fine for you to go in. There are also Song Yang’s parents in it. His family is a little struggling. , Give him some less, or else, sir, let's change one?"

"No, I need to go to which one. Oh, I also met the family of the servants. Okay, let me go in and take a look." The county magistrate Jia didn't feel anything at the beginning, and when he heard the next words, This was a secret joy in my heart, decided, and walked inside.