Make you rich That's the point Everyone was still waiting for Yang Ming to say something more, but he had already jumped off the stone lion and led everyone to the back office.
Liu Yi was stunned immediately.
What happened?
It was over now.
Just now, I thought this guy was stable.
Why did he run away after just saying a few words?
There was no other way.
Looking at the dark crowd in front of him, he could only bite the bullet and climb on top of the stone lion: "Everyone in Sinan, just now..."
However, no one seemed to hear him.
Not only did they not listen to what he said, but they gathered in small circles and started discussing eagerly, so Liu Yi and Liu D County officials ignored him magnificently.
In fact, he himself knew very well that these people didn't want to listen to him at all.
That guy Yang Ming was really too speechless.
In a poor county where the poor have nothing to eat, he actually promises to make everyone rich.
This is like a person saying that he will make a group of beggars rich, but these people have no knowledge and no capital to do business.
The most important thing is It's impossible for Sinan to produce anything at all.
How can he just dig out bird eggs and sell them on the green hills?
Not only him, but almost all the people felt that this matter was a bit unreliable.
If Yang Ming said that he would feed everyone after he became the county magistrate, some would still believe it, but getting rich would undoubtedly make everyone feel uncomfortable.
Too likely.
However, the person who said such words was none other than Yang Ming This undoubtedly made everyone have to treat it with caution.
After all, Yang Ming had never said an empty word.
If he said that he could bring everyone rich, at least in their eyes, he was more trustworthy than the imperial court.
Think about what Mr.
Bai brought.
More than 400,000 shi of grain, they felt that this matter was really possible.
After all, where is Yang Ming's name?
What's more, the 400,000 shi of grain was obviously not allocated by the imperial court, but came from Yang Ming's own pocket.
This is not a small amount.
I don’t think anyone would dare to be so bold without being completely sure.
Liu Yi smiled slightly.
He also jumped off the stone lion and walked towards the back office.
He finally saw clearly that Yang Ming was a master who was not afraid of making things big.
But now that the food problem was solved, he naturally didn't have to worry about the civil war in Sinan.
Change, maybe I can sleep well tonight.
A bunch of government officials also went back.
Tens of thousands of people were left in front of the Yamen, blocking the streets on all sides, but no one left.
They were all waiting for the leading figures to discuss whether to attend Yang Ming's banquet tonight.
Under the eaves on the left side of the yamen entrance, a large group of people squatted together.
They are a Tujia tribe living in Sinan.
For generations, they have relied on semi-cultivating survival methods such as hunting and planting some crops.
As the owners of Sinan, they love this land even more than the Han people living here.
They hunt in the mountains and forests, fish in the rivers, and collect herbs in the mountains.
They are on this land that has the footprints of their ancestors. thrive on.
However, drought changed everything.
Autumn was supposed to be a harvest season, and it was supposed to be a season for fertile animals, but the food production was cut off and the wild animals were constantly extinct.
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These beasts in the mountains did not complete the reproduction of the new generation in the summer because they did not have enough food sources.
Those who survived were as skinny as skin and bones.
They follow the ancient laws of survival.
They know that now is not a good time for hunting, and they must leave those surviving beasts to continue breeding.
Otherwise, there will be no wild animals to hunt in the coming year.
So, they walked out of the mountains and waited for the arrival of the magical county magistrate like the Tujia people in Sinan City.
For this magical magistrate.
The old man knows it, and there are many legends about this young official circulating in Sinan and even throughout Guizhou.
But.
That was just a legend, and he didn't think it was a good thing compared to betting the lives of the entire village on such a young man.
Just now, when Yang Ming was saying in front of the Yamen that he had brought 400,000 shi of food, he had already sent tribesmen who thought they had agile legs and feet to the riverside to investigate.
He knows that as a leader, you should consider issues from multiple aspects, rather than just believe what the official says based on hearsay.
Examples like this have happened countless times in the small area of Sinan.
Those honest officials who keep saying that they put the people first Didn't that bring disaster to this land?
It is actually no secret why the previous one died in Sinan.
When no one can survive, it is impossible for a greedy and corrupt official to leave here alive.
He must bear the anger of everyone and they have a hundred A way to make a person die silently.
While they were still considering the authenticity of Yang Ming's words, a thin figure had already passed through the crowd and rushed towards them at a sprint speed of 100 meters.
He looked extremely excited and looked at the serious face of the old patriarch.
Finally, he smiled a little.
He knew that Ah Li must have brought good news.
"Old patriarch, there are many boats."
Before the people arrived, Ah Li's voice came over.
Without taking a breath, Ah Li said excitedly to the tribe: "Those boats are all parked on the riverside not far outside the city.
The draft of the ship's side is very low, and there must be a lot of things inside, but there are people on the ship with knives.
I can't get on board.
Chief, should we go and see a few more people?"
The old patriarch pondered for a moment and said slowly: "No need.
Since there is a boat and the draft is very low, it is enough to prove that there must be something in the boat, and there are people from the Cao Gang as guarantees.
So it seems that it is indeed food, but according to me It seems that Mr.
Yang must have something else to write about.
I must go to tonight’s banquet.”
In fact, it's not just them, almost all the tribes, Han gentry, and villagers in Sinan, big and small, have already known about the boat parking on the river.
This undoubtedly made everyone's mood rise again.
This Master Yang really came with food.
Houya
The back office is actually the living area for officials.
Yang Ming, Li Yanran and others have already arranged their luggage.
The people brought from Shu are very diligent, and with enough manpower, they can clean and make beds very quickly. , in less than a moment the entire houya became clean.
The only drawback is that this county government office is really too shabby.
Yang Ming's room is better than anything else.
As for the other rooms, they are simply dangerous.
If Yang Ming didn't have a place to stay, he wouldn't even dare to let people live in them.
Looking at the dilapidated pillars, he was worried that they would collapse at some point.
"Mr.
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Yang, I have something important to discuss with Liu Yi."
The person outside the door was Liu Yi.
He had been waiting outside the door for a while.
Because the house was being cleaned just now and there were many female relatives inside, it was not easy for him to knock on the door without permission, but now Everything was almost tidied up.
He felt that he had to discuss the food matter with Yang Ming.
In his opinion, this much food was enough for disaster relief in Guizhou. s: Chapter 1: Thank you Scarecrow again for your monthly ticket.
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