Seeing that he was so busy, Meng Changqing naturally took the time to help him. It was better for the two of them to discuss it than to think hard alone.
As the food collection was over, Qi Renli stopped what he was doing and came to help Meng Changqing.
Meng Changqing led a few people to count the grain, and then checked it with the calculations and records in the account books. After several checks, the amount of grain was clear, and it was clear whether there were any errors in the records.
Beishan County had a great harvest. God gave it face, the people worked hard enough, and Meng Changqing did not let up, so we achieved today's results.
The smile on Meng Changqing's face never stopped. She must be a thief. She only paid the money after making an appointment with the strong laborer, and other rights were included.
Nowadays, not many strong laborers come, and most of them come as free gifts. Meng Changqing doesn't owe them much money in total. The grain and taxes collected this year can completely pay off the debt, and there is still a lot leftover.
"Mr. Meng, look at the records in the account books. The amount of food received this year is much more than last year." Qi Renli exchanged the account books in his hand with Meng Changqing and blinked hard. He had to use his eyes for a long time and it was inevitable. Sore eyes.
Meng Changqing was also very happy, finally seeing the money back, "After paying off the debt, there should be some left."
Speaking of this, Qi Renli felt guilty. He came to Beishan County to make money for the county. As a result, he didn't have a penny in his bank account and even posted a lot of it himself. He apologized to Meng Changqing. "It's because the lower-level officials are not doing their job, which makes things difficult for the adults."
"Everything has to be done step by step. Didn't you make the beginning of this road?" Meng Changqing added: "In order to help me these past two days, I have caused you to delay a lot of things. I apologize to Brother Qi."
Qi Renli said in panic: "Whatever you said, I am your auxiliary officer, so I naturally put your affairs first."
Meng Changqing didn't expect such words to come out of his mouth, and was surprised for a moment.
Meng Changqing leaned back on the chair and said: "Now that the food has arrived, the people are busy digging cellars and making pickles again to preserve the food. There is no free time after all, but it is much better than before. If you want them to do anything, they can spare their time." Qi Renli responded, "The people have enough food and can't sell it directly on the market, but the vermicelli in our county is special. This part of Liangzhou. It only exists here in Beishan County. The most important thing is that it has a unique taste and is convenient to eat. I think it can be sold everywhere, so I have sent Ma Laifu to Liangzhou City to inquire about it.”
Meng Changqing nodded from time to time while listening.
"Thinking about other things from this incident, I think other crops can also be processed and then sold. Maybe we can avoid the low price of food and let the people make some money."
"Your idea is very good." Meng Changqing confirmed the other party first, but then quickly said: "But there are two inaccuracies, I want to say them first."
"You said."
“One is not allowed to sell carbon on a large scale, and the second is not allowed to make wine.”
Qi Renli was puzzled, "Why is this?"
"Have you seen those trees on the mountain?" Meng Changqing said, "In the entire Liangzhou, the trees on the mountain in our county are the densest. Do you know the reason?"
Qi Renli had never paid attention to this aspect before.
Meng Changqing explained: "There are only a few people in our county, so we haven't had time to harm the trees on the mountain. The winter here is cold, and we can't survive the winter without heating. I'm afraid of how to keep warm. The trees on the mountain are ready-made heating materials, only for the people in the county." It won’t take three or five years for the green hills to turn into bare hills. If someone is smarter and sells charcoal to other counties, the mountain won’t even last three years.”
(End of chapter)