goddess above

Chapter 422 Driving up the price of salt
The state capital felt a little dark in front of his eyes: "Yes."

Jing Yu waved his hand: "Put it in the box and put it in the warehouse, and bring me the key."

The clerk who was in charge of the treasury looked at the state capital, who struggled for a while with a livid face, then nodded helplessly, and the clerk gave Jingyu the key.

Jing Yu gave the key to the guard, who immediately went to unlock the lock, took out a new lock and put it on.

Chenzhou official: "."

Jing Yu put the key of the new lock away: "Hurry up, pick out the bad money and return it to the governor. I don't want bad money but good money."

The face of the state capital became darker, not only the liver hurt, but also the lungs began to hurt.

Once the bad silver is picked, they can't find out who got in, so don't they want everyone to share the money?

Jing Yu doesn't care about their detours, the treasury's money is the treasury's money, since you dare to take it away, no matter where it is used, you have to return it to me.

Seeing the silver go into the warehouse, Jing Yu also went back to the house, and went to make a surprise attack on the porridge shed what to eat today.

Rong Zhan went to line up to get some things: "Those officials are honest, they have been these for several days in a row, there are more wild vegetables in the steamed bun noodles, and the porridge is much thicker, but there is still a lot of sand."

Jing Yu took a bite: "Hey, it's so unpalatable." Although she said so, she didn't spit it out, and swallowed it: "There is no salt."

Su Yu, who had been following him all this time, said: "I heard that the salt in the storehouse is gone, and what you eat is prepared by the government, and it is almost gone, and these noodles are all rough noodles, there are no fine noodles at all. .”

"This is what it should be. During the disaster relief, the imperial court never gave good rice and good noodles to the victims. One is that corrupt officials look down on these things, and the people can eat more. The other is that people are not enough to swallow elephants. If disaster relief When they gave good rice and noodles to the victims, they would only think that the imperial court had better ones, but they didn’t want to give them to them. In the state capital of Chenzhou, they couldn’t say that they did something wrong a few days ago, but they just went too far.” Jing Yu explained it to her, and seeing that Su Yu understood a little bit, he asked again: "Where did you get the salt?"

Rong Zhan said: "Jinzhou, but the road from Jinzhou to Chenzhou has been destroyed, and it is currently being repaired, and it will take five days."

"Five days?" Jing Yu made up his mind: "If you haven't eaten salt since the flood, then it won't work."

"These days, some people have been driving up the price of salt. Most of them are shops run by officials. Their subordinates have asked the state government. The state government only said that it is an extraordinary period. It is not easy for officials. Selling the reserved salt is already accumulating virtue and doing good deeds, saying that the businessmen are not good, and there are so many people, if you give them for nothing, the only ones who will die will be officials."

Su Yu opened his mouth and didn't speak, Jing Yu finally nodded: "He's right, but the price is too high, how can people afford it, you go to the state government to ask him to discuss with those people, and lower the price, they The salt in my hand was bought by the imperial court."

She didn't want to do everything right. After all, those officials suffered a loss, and the bitter fruit in the future will only be found on the common people. Now that the court bought it, they will be more measured and not too cruel.

Rong Zhan agreed, and everyone ate a makeshift meal together. Su Yu returned to the government office, Rong Zhan went to the state capital, and Jing Yu took a few guards to the road connecting Jinzhou and Chenzhou .

(End of this chapter)