Planting a fairy in ancient times

Chapter 145.
"I think it's pretty good. There are vegetables and meat, and the rice is still full." Jin Cuicui replied calmly.

While shopping this afternoon, Jin Cuicui thought of the 50 taels of silver she spent at Zuixianlou at noon, and still felt a heartache!Jin Cuicui's mood was healed a little while eating the free meals at Yuelai Inn.

For Jin Cuicui, food!Isn't it all the same thing if it's delicious or bad?Just enough to fill your stomach.

At least, no matter how bad the food at Yuelai Inn is, it is full of oil and water. Compared with the food of the Chen family, it is much better.

"Mom~! I think the food at Zuixianlou is delicious." Chen Xiaoyu pouted.

The feeling of having money that can't be spent is too uncomfortable.

When Jin Cuicui was stubborn, she was also quite stubborn.

Regardless of whether Chen Xiaoyu is being coquettish or acting like an idiot, if she says she won't go to Zuixian Tower tonight, she won't.

Chen Xiaoyu was pressing hard, Jin Cuicui asked Jin Zhong and Jinhou to accompany Chen Xiaoyu, and she herself insisted on staying at the Yuelai Inn for dinner.

Chen Xiaoyu was worried that Jin Cuicui would stay alone, and had no choice but to compromise.

"Xiaoyu~! Although the food in Zuixianlou is delicious, it's too expensive. I can still eat it once in a while. If I eat there every day, my mother will definitely not be able to eat it." Jin Cuicui persuaded.

"Mother~! My daughter has money, and she will work hard to earn money. You don't have to worry about not having enough money to spend." Chen Xiaoyu said unwillingly.

For Chen Xiaoyu, earning money is for spending.Otherwise, why would Chen Xiaoyu try to earn money?
After returning to Changzhou County, even if Chen Xiaoyu had money, she couldn't find a place like Zuixianlou to eat.When you come to Fucheng, shouldn't you enjoy it?

"Xiaoyu~! Mother knows you are filial, but mother really can't eat it. For mother, what you eat in Zuixianlou is not food, but money!" Jin Cuicui said with a smile: "Maybe mother didn't With this blessed life, my mother still likes the food here, which is cheap and good. You know, when we were at home, we drank porridge every day!"

Chen Xiaoyu was speechless.Compared with the food of the Chen family, this meal is indeed very good.

Everyone's point of view is different.

If for Jin Cuicui, the food in Zuixianlou was a burden, Chen Xiaoyu would not force Jin Cuicui to accept her own consumption concept.

As soon as it got dark, Jin Cuicui fell asleep.

Jin Cuicui was indeed tired after traveling in a mule cart for a few days and walking around for a long time today.

Chen Xiaoyu didn't sleep, she sat cross-legged on the bed, released her consciousness, and headed for Zhizhou Yamen.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles.

Chen Xiaoyu wanted to find out what kind of person Wu Zhizhou was behind his back.

Chen Xiaoyu wanted to find some clues to Wu Zhizhou, so that Wu Zhizhou could take the initiative to dispel the idea of ​​taking Jin Cuicui as his concubine.

Tonight's Zhizhou Yamen is brightly lit.

Master Qian Liang of Wu Zhizhou is also surnamed Wu, and is the uncle of Wu Zhizhou's family.

Master Wu is working overtime in the ear room.

While Master Wu was sitting at the table writing, Wu Zhizhou came in.

"Zhiyuan, you came just in time." When Master Wu saw Wu Zhizhou, he put down the pen in his hand and stood up.

"Third Uncle, what do you want from me?" Wu Zhizhou asked.

Master Wu is the clan uncle of Wu Zhizhou.

When Wu Zhizhou had just been admitted to Tanhua and became a seventh-rank county magistrate, Master Wu followed Wu Zhizhou to help handle the official duties of money and food.

It can be said that Master Wu has been busy with Wu Zhizhou for almost 20 years.

"Zhiyuan~! You have to hurry up on the matter of the official warehouse. Otherwise, when the higher-ups know that our Pingjiang Mansion has been affected by the disaster and issue an official document requesting to open the warehouse to release grain, you and I will be involved!" Master Wu said bitterly, frowning. .

Ever since receiving reports of poor harvests from various places, Mr. Wu's worried hair fell out in handfuls.

The reason is simple. The grain in the official warehouse had already been "loaned" by Wu Zhizhou to several big grain merchants half a year ago and sold.Now, the new grain cannot be harvested, and the official warehouse is empty. What can I do to meet the request of "opening the warehouse to release the grain price at the same price"?
If people found out that there are only about ten tons of grain in the Pingan warehouse now, Wu Zhizhou might lose his head, let alone the official hat on his head.

And Master Wu, the person who handles it, will definitely lose his head. After all, selling official food privately is a serious crime of losing his head.

The Xuanyuan Dynasty had a total of sixteen mansions.

Pingjiang Mansion has a separate name, which is called "the thoroughfare of five mansions".

It means that the transportation in Pingjiang Mansion is very convenient, and the water and land routes are like spider webs, connecting the other four mansions.

To the north of Pingjiang Mansion is Beiyun Mansion.

Beiyun Mansion is bordered by the Northern Wei Dynasty, where a [-] army led by Marquis Dingbei is stationed.

Beiyun Mansion is sparsely populated and the land is not fertile enough.

Therefore, Pingjiang Mansion has another task, which is to supply military rations to the army of Dingbeihou during wartime.

Due to various reasons, the scale of the official warehouse in Pingjiang Mansion was extremely large.Stretching for ten miles, it can hold thousands of tons of grain.

In the past ten years, there has been no war at the border.

Dingbeihou's army will allocate more than 2 people to farm in peacetime, and try to be self-sufficient in food.

The food of more than 2 species is barely enough for the army to chew.

It can be said that in the past ten years, Pingjiang Mansion has not shipped much grain to the border.

The grain in the official storehouse is dumped every two years.That is to say, every two years, the Zhizhou Yamen is responsible for storing the newly harvested grain in the official warehouse, and dumping the old grain in the official warehouse to sell to the common people.

When dumping the official warehouse, there is a loss of food between entering and exiting.

The loss rate is generally between 5.00% and 15.00%.

That is to say, every two years when the official position is vacated, it is the time when the magistrate of Pingjiang prefecture makes extra money.After all, the grain loss rate of the official warehouse will not exceed ten percent at most.The rest of these are all extra money from the magistrate's office in Pingjiang Prefecture.

It's a pity that Wu Zhizhou is not greedy enough. In the past two years, he has actually started a grain loan business with several big grain merchants.

After the autumn harvest every year, it is the cheapest time for food.

And at the end of each year, it is the most expensive time for food.

Wu Zhizhou negotiated with several major grain merchants. In winter, the grain merchants first took away the old grain from the official warehouse and sold it.After the autumn harvest, the new grain was harvested, and then went to buy new grain to fill the official warehouse.

This kind of "business" can bring Wu Zhizhou nearly 10 taels of "income" a year.

But this kind of "business" can only be done on the basis of good weather.In the first half of this year, all parts of Pingjiang Mansion were hit by disasters, Mr. Wu was worried, for fear that the grain merchants would not return the grain.

After all, the price of food now is sky-high!
It is simply impossible for grain merchants to purchase grain at such an expensive price.

"Third Uncle, don't worry, I've already asked people to prepare the food." Wu Zhizhou waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

Since Wu Zhizhou dared to do such a "business", he had already thought about the way out.

(End of this chapter)