Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 392 The ugly words are ahead
Immediately, many people flocked to the registration office.

Luo Sha held a water and fire stick in his hand and directed everyone to line up. "Follow the rules and line up properly. Anyone who deliberately crowds or pushes others will be punished by me."

The restless crowd immediately calmed down, and the crowd that was originally rushing forward quickly gathered into a row.

Qi Renli stood at the front and said loudly to the people below the steps: "I want to make it clear first that raising silkworms does not necessarily require money, but those who have received silkworm seeds must raise them well according to the government's arrangements. If you deliberately neglect it, the government will punish you."

As soon as these words came out, several people in the team left quietly.

"This time we are raising silkworms for future experiments, to test whether our Beishan County is suitable for developing tussah silkworm breeding. It is hard to say how much money we can make after working hard for several months, or whether we can make money at all.

If you work hard but don't get any money, the government won't compensate you for your losses." Qi Renli continued, "Think about it before you come. Once you put your handprint on the contract, there will be no room for regret."

The team, which had been moving forward, stopped moving, and the person at the front turned around and tried to squeeze into the crowd at the back. He didn't want to be the first one, but he couldn't bear to give up this opportunity and wanted to wait and see.

Ma Laifu, who was preparing to register behind the desk, watched the people who were originally standing in front of him retreat again and again.

I thought that Lord Qi was indeed wise. He spoke the ugly words up front. Those who backed off would definitely harbor resentment towards the government if they failed to succeed in raising silkworms in the future.

"Also, this season we will only select eight companies to provide free instruction and free silkworm seeds. Those who want to try must be able to spare a room. Those who do not meet the requirements should not be allowed to queue."

As Qi Renli spoke, more and more people dropped out of the team.

The original team of fifty or sixty people now has only about ten people left.

Zeng Laosan was still in the queue. He was originally at the end of the queue. When he heard that only eight families were needed, he thought it would not be his turn. However, as more and more people walked in front of him, he quickly moved forward.

He counted the number of people in front of him, and by chance, he was the eighth in line. He craned his neck and looked forward from different angles, trying to see what was in front of him.

Unfortunately, they were still some distance away, and he had to wait until there were only two people left in front of him before he could see and hear clearly.

The yamen runners usually registered the identity of the family, asked how many people there were in the family and how many rooms there were, how the living arrangements were made, and which room planned to be used to raise silkworms.

While the person in front was answering, Zeng Laosan was also thinking about how he would answer later.

But he didn't expect that he would never have the chance to say many of the things he had thought of in advance.

When the officer heard that he and his family were still living in temporary housing, he immediately said that his conditions did not meet the requirements.

Zeng Lao San was panicked, but he still shamelessly begged: "I have already built a house in Pingbei Village that meets the government's requirements."

Ma Laifu said, "You are a family of four, including your brother and his wife. That one room plus the temporary room is barely enough for you to live in. Where is the room for raising silkworms? You should wait for the next wave, build the house after the spring planting, and then raise silkworms in autumn."

"Master." Zeng Laosan turned to Qi Renli and pleaded, "Master, please let me try. I will definitely take good care of them. I would rather not eat or sleep myself but I will take good care of them.

I will definitely listen to the government, and even if I can't make money raising this thing, I won't blame anyone else."

Qi Renli saw that the young man spoke sincerely and his hands were covered with calluses and scratches. He guessed that he was serious about his work and would definitely be serious about raising silkworms as well.

"Okay, Lao Ma, you register him."