Chapter 62 Experience (Part 1)

"Who was next door shouting so loudly just now?" In the early autumn sun, Zhu Chongjiu rubbed the rice grains in his hand while asking sexually.

Yang Yuanji, the governor of Yangzhou Luhuo Department, quickly took a few steps, stepped forward, and responded with a smile, "Report to the Governor, it's Han Laoliu. Although that guy is a little confused, he is a conscientious. He can always be reliable at critical moments!"

"Are you a member of the old Zuojun? Have you told him about my visit to Huke?" Zhu Chongjiu immediately frowned slightly when he heard this. The rice in his hand slowly leaked into a bowl of summer grain harvesting.

"Governor, the villain is wronged!" Yang Yuanji immediately turned pale when he heard this, and raised his right hand to defend himself. "The villain is indeed from the old Zuojun, but the villain was under the command of Mr. Su, and he had no chance to interact with Han Laoliu and others in the army! The villain can swear to the sky that he has no friendship with Han Laoliu! The villain, after he learned that you were coming this morning, he would not have the chance to go out again, and he would not have the chance to leak the news to outsiders!"

"Huh?" Zhu Chongjiu frowned slightly when he heard this, and quickly turned his gaze to Xu Hongsan who was following him.

"Don't blame the governor. The general also learned from the lessons from the last time, so he took more precautions!" Xu Hongsan immediately saluted and explained in a low voice. Then, he quickly saluted the officials of Yangzhou Road House Department around him, "If there is any offense, Xu will apologize first. In the future, no matter whether you beat or punish, Xu will admit it!"

"General Xu is too worried!"

"General Xu should be. The lord is a body of thousands of gold, and there will be no more mistakes in any case!"

"I just sat in the room for a while, and I couldn't ask for it. I really can't stand General Xu so politely!"

"The lessons of the past are not far away, General Xu has many"

The officials of the household ranks were shocked again, and they all turned sideways, and then returned in chaos with military and civil rituals.

Whether it is the official rank or the distance between Zhu Chongjiu, Xu Hongsan is much higher than them. So who dares to complain because he was ordered to squat in the house for a while? Moreover, his lord was assassinated last time because the assassin learned the specific itinerary in advance. The memories of the arrival of the doomsday are still vivid in my mind. So instead of all the people being anxious after something happened, they would rather be cautious in advance to save trouble.

Seeing this, Zhu Chongjiu couldn't blame Xu Hongsan too much. After thinking about it, he smiled at Yang Yuanji and said, "Since that's the case, then I really wronged you when I said just now. Sorry, I shouldn't have been so suspicious!"

As he spoke, he took the initiative to salute Yang Yuanji. Suddenly, Yang Yuanji, the governor of Yangzhou Road, was so scared that his legs trembled, and he fell on the grain pack with a "thump". His lips were trembling, and he was trembling for a long time before he said with a hint of crying: "Du, Governor, villain, villain is not wronged! It is not wronged at all. Although the villain did not inform Han Laoliu just now, he really wanted to say good things for him. He was demoted last year, and it was indeed his own fault. But, just like a villain, he had sold his life to the governor. Although he had died nine times without regrets!"

"Okay, I understand, you are all good!" Zhu Chongjiu was most disgraceful. He smiled and stretched out an arm and pulled Yang Yuanji hard. "Don't kneel, there is gold under a man's knees. Since you came from the old Zuojun, you should know that I don't like others kneeling down at any time!"

"Little man, the little man didn't kneel just now. Yes, he lay down, he lay there!" Yang Yuanji did not dare to disobey, and quickly got up with the pulling force uploaded by his hand, and whispered to himself with a snot and tears on his face. "Little man, the little man knew that the governor didn't like this, so, the little man didn't hold his knee just now and didn't touch the grain bag!"

"You boy?" Zhu Chongjiu shook his head with a smile. At first glance, Yang Yuanji was an old official who had been in the local government of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. He was slick, timid, cautious, but at the same time he was particularly good at seizing opportunities. He was only able to have some shortcomings in other aspects, otherwise he would not have been a local governor of the household registration department with the qualifications of the old Zuojun warehouse accountants until now.

However, in terms of specific employment, he did not want to interfere too carefully with the State Council. So he thought about it and added with a smile, "Okay, let's not talk about these things. You are all good things and are very attentive in doing things. Our Huaiyang is now strideing forward. As long as those who work hard to keep up with the team, their future future will definitely not end there. If Zhu doesn't say this, I believe you can feel it in normal times!"

"Thank you for your praise! We will do our best!" Yang Yuanji immediately stepped back a few steps, and together with his subordinates, he made a statement in unison after hearing that his lord was coming to inspect this morning.

"Okay! Everyone doesn't have to be polite!" Zhu Chongjiu nodded with a smile, then put the last few rice grains in his left hand together and slowly threw them into the bado. "As the saying goes, before the troops move, the food and grass will come first. I came here today to see the situation of summer grain storage. Seeing that the farmers who were in the door of grain lined up, I immediately felt much more at ease in my heart!"

"Don't worry, lord, this is a matter of equality, and I will never dare to neglect the slightest!" The officials from Yangzhou Luhu Department bowed down and expressed their opinions in unison.

Zhu Chongjiu nodded again with a smile, his eyes swept over the rice grains in the bowl, and then walked towards the next row of temporary turnover warehouses near the back door.

The back door of the military department is facing a small river connected to the canal. For transportation, Huke naturally built a simple dock on the bank of the river opposite the back door. A large number of grassroots servants had no idea that there would be "big people" coming today. They were directing the temporary recruitment of laborers to transport bags of rice into bags of rice to the cargo ships docked next to the dock.

Xu Hongsan gave a wink, and immediately there were guards who were dressed up as ordinary servants around him. He quickly walked over and mingled with the workers working on the dock. He quietly laid a barrier between the dock and the back door to prevent anyone from suddenly attacking.

When Zhu Chongjiu saw this, a hint of fatigue immediately surged in his heart. He sighed, stopped, turned around and asked Yang Yuanji: "Is the warehouse filled with summer grain there? Where are you going to transport it? Why does the color of the bag look obviously different from that here!"

"That's not summer grain, it was the Chameng rice that the Bureau of Hukou has entrusted the Shen family to buy from Nanyang. I originally wanted to keep it for seeds, but later I found that there had been a introduction on Jiqing Road, and it was more suitable for the weather in Huaiyang after several generations of breeding. So after Hukou collected summer grain this year, it was planned to let all places change Jiqing rice seeds next year, send all the stock Chameng rice seeds to the riverside mill, and take off their shells to be used as military rations!" Yang Yuanji caught up with him with a wintry eye and explained carefully.

"Is the difference big?" Zhu Chongjiu frowned in confusion and asked patiently.

He is a very layman in Jiafeng's affairs. But at least the amount of information carried by another soul is rich enough, and you don't need to think too carefully to understand that the temperature in the Yangtze River Basin is much lower than that in Laos, Vietnam, so there will inevitably be adaptability problems after the rice is introduced.

Sure enough, the answer given by Yang Yuanji was almost the same as he imagined. "The lord was wise, there must be some differences. The rice from Chameng has a slightly larger grain than Jiqing rice and a little more tidy than Jiqing rice. But after the rice from Chameng is planted, some seedlings will die. The rice seedlings transported from Jiqing will not have such problems. So after careful calculation, it is better for us Huaiyang people to plant Jiqing rice!"

"In spring, Jiqing rice can be planted with seedlings half a month earlier than Chameng rice. After harvesting the first season, farmers can plant the second season calmly. Unlike Chameng rice, if a few days are delayed, the solar term will pass. It will be difficult to ensure the harvest if the rice is planted again!" Another deputy governor of the household department, Xia Liusong, also chased after him and added with a smile.

"It turns out that there are so many tricks in it! No wonder people say that 360 professions are the top scholars in every profession!" Zhu Chongjiu nodded with praise again when he heard this. Then he thought carefully, and finally walked slowly to the back door, leaned over and picked up several grains of rice that accidentally fell on the ground, held it in front of him and watched slowly.

It is indeed fuller than the other batch of rice he had played with just now, and the color of the rice husks is also shiny. However, the smell that comes into his nostrils is slightly worse, as if it is vaguely declaring the difference between this species and the local varieties.

"After the grain is loaded, the household department will have a dedicated person to clean the omissions on the floor. After re-sieving them, the particles will be returned to the warehouse!" Yang Yuanji followed over with a gaze and explained in a low voice.

"Yeah!" Zhu Chongjiu smiled and listened to it. The promise of returning the grain to the warehouse cannot be achieved in another time and space, let alone in front of him? With a simple broom and dustpan, he did not need to be too strict with such things. After all, from what he saw and heard with his own eyes today, the daily operation of Yangzhou Luhukeshi is very smooth, and several officials are also very attentive in their work.

Thinking of the quality of the officials, his thinking began to jump quickly again, "What are the grain ships passing by on the canal recently? The price of grain in Huaiyang has dropped. Is there anyone who purchases grain on the spot and sells it to the north?"

"This? Lord, don't blame me, Rong, and Rong's subordinates thought about it carefully." Yang Yuanji's thoughts could not keep up with Zhu Chongjiu's rhythm. After hesitating for a while, he gave the answer in a very unconfident tone. "There are obviously more grain ships passing by on the canal than in previous years. At least, at least 30% more. However, there are not many vendors collecting grain from our Huaiyang. First, all local vendors have good business and look down on the hard money of reselling grain. Second, although the grain price in our Huaiyang is much lower than in previous years, it is still far higher than in Jiangnan. Therefore, it is not cost-effective to purchase grain from our Huaiyang. Go south and go to Zhang Shicheng's side! Anyway, we all take the water route, and the round trip is about half a month's agenda!"

"Lord, do you need to set up a checkpoint to cut off the grain ship? I heard that many places in the north this year have droughts, and the wheat harvest is very poor." Deputy Governor Xia Liusong's reaction speed was slightly higher than that of Yang Yuanji. He followed and lowered his voice to ask.

"No need!" Zhu Chongjiu shook his head quickly without thinking. Then, he turned around and walked towards Liu Ji, who was staring at the grain not far from the yard, and ordered in a voice that only both parties could hear clearly, "Go back and send someone to match the Shen family and the Boat Gang, and let the Shen family transport several batches of Chameng rice to the Boat Gang to Dadu. I heard that the summer grain harvest in the north is not good, so we can at least share the worries for our old friend!"

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Chapter completed!