NOVEL NEXT Chapter 12 Food Robbery
After moving the disaster relief grain into the space, Mao Xi followed Mu Zhiyuan's request and replaced the disguised carriages and horses with stones, leaving only one bag of rice grain in the car and the rest temporarily in the space.
That night, they took out the rice grains from the space and placed them at the Osmanthus Liquor Store in Lihua Town. Luda arranged for people to distribute the grains to poor households in Liujia Village and surrounding villages overnight.
Kaitang County Government, disaster relief grain storage warehouse.
The judge took the account book and checked the distribution of disaster relief.
"Sir, you see, most of the disaster relief food has been distributed to Lijia Village, Liujia Village, and Zhangjia Village. Only Niujia Village has not yet been distributed. This amount is all registered in the previous book."
"The general judge has finished counting, and the data is indeed correct."
After the inventory was completed, Tong Magistrate and the county magistrate Wu Xiaowen moved to the wing.
"Sir, you have worked hard these past two days. The younger one has arranged a table at Qingxiang Building..." Wu Xiaowen looked flattering.
"There's no rush." Judge Li Rusong sat quietly in front of the case.
Mu Zhiyuan pulled Miao Xi over the wall and entered the Kaitang County government warehouse.
"Ah Shu, as I said before, only put one bag of grain."
Ma Xi nodded.
She immediately entered the space, took a bag of grain and put it in the warehouse.
Before leaving, Mu Zhiyuan put a note in the bag of food.
Mu Zhiyuan led Miao Xi over the wall again and left immediately.
Returning to Liujiacun, they left the carriages and horses filled with stones in the cave.
The magistrate and the magistrate were drinking tea when a flying knife flew into the house with a note in it.
The county magistrate opened the note and saw that it read: "The magistrate of Kaitang County is selling official grain privately. The data in the account book is wrong. Please check it again with the judge."
According to what was written on the note, Judge Li Rusong went back to the warehouse to take stock again and found that there was an extra bag of rice.
"Wu Xiaowen, your account book turns out to be fake! Humph!"
"Sir, no... no, this must be a bag that was missed during the statistics."
Seeing that the mouth of one of the bags was loose, Mr. Li opened the rice bag and saw the note inside.
[Official grain is stored in the Antelope Ridge cave in the back mountain of Liujiacun]
Following the guidance of the note, Tongpan and his party found privately stored official grain in the cave. Only one cart contained a bag of rice, and the rest were made of stones, covered with paper ingots used for ancestor worship.
There was a sharp knife and a note stuck on the rice bag, which read:
[Thank you to the county magistrate for distributing disaster relief food]
"First, you made false accounts to cope with the inspection, and then you smuggled in government food under the guise of worshiping ancestors! Wu Xiaowen, Wu Xiaowen! You... ugh!"
The magistrate was so frightened that his legs collapsed and he knelt down, his black gauze hat rolling to the ground.
The next morning, poor households from all over the world had an extra bag of rice in their rice jars.
"God bless!"
"Thank you for the divine soldiers coming from heaven, thank you for Guanyin Bodhisattva..."
Brother Chunsheng came to find Mao Xi early in the morning and saw her and Mu Zhiyuan pushing a cart to leave the stall.
"Ah Shao, is there food in your rice vat? My mother said it was the Bodhisattva who appeared."
Mao Xi laughed and said, "Brother Chunsheng, there is no Bodhisattva. By the way, do you want to plant sweet potatoes? One of my sweet potatoes has already grown."
"Ah Shu, that's great! I'll wait for you to come back from the stall."
Mu Zhiyuan seemed a little displeased and said, "Chunsheng, why don't you go and plant rice first? I will bring you the sweet potatoes when they arrive."
It has been a while since he started working at the stall, and Mao Xi has saved almost two taels of silver.
The breakfast soy milk set was still selling well, but she was a little absent-minded today.
After transferring the rice grains to Osmanthus Liquor Store yesterday, Mu Zhiyuan said that he would return to Beidu after staying for one more day.
"Brother Muyuan, once you leave tomorrow, my paddy field..."
"Ah Shu, don't worry. I'll ask Luda to help. The seedlings can be planted early tomorrow morning at the earliest, and I won't leave until tomorrow."
As soon as Ah Xiao heard that someone was helping to plant the rice seedlings, his worries were reduced by half, but why did he feel a little reluctant to give up?
"Brother Muyuan, I will wait for you to come back. Then my gourmet shop may be opened."
"If you don't have enough money to buy a shop, you can tell me. If you have any difficulties, go to the Osmanthus Liquor Shop to find Shopkeeper Luo and ask him to send a message to me."
The maid in a pink skirt came to the stall again and bought the soy milk set meal.
Mu Zhiyuan helped make soy milk, and Mao Xi saw that it was Yan'er who had been here several times.
"Sister Yan'er, you are here again today!" Liu Mianxi greeted the guests with a smile.
"Sister Ah Shu, our young master likes your roasted sweet potatoes. Do you still have the bamboo fungus from before?"
"It's been hot and it hasn't rained recently. I'll bring some more when they become available."
Since she started selling baked sweet potatoes and potato chips, Mao Xi hasn't gone to the mountains to pick wild mushrooms for quite some time.
"Miss Ah Miao's soy milk set meal is still so...interesting!"
A soft and feminine voice came. Nalan Jue took the soy milk from the hands of the maid Yan'er, took a sip, and played with the bamboo cup.
"Ha~ I don't know who carved the word "Ah Shu". It's a bit rough. But your roasted sweet potatoes are really good."
Mao Xi raised his eyes and saw a well-dressed man with a slim figure and delicate face. He looked like a handsome man from the Wei and Jin Dynasties in the book.
She couldn't help but sigh, it turned out that in ancient times, there were men who were more beautiful than women!
Nalan Jue drank the soy milk in the cup, returned the cup to Mu Zhiyuan, opened the paper fan and covered her face with a smile: "Yan'er, let's go, find Su Xuexue."
Mu Zhiyuan took the cup expressionlessly, and his eyes glanced at the jade pendant on his waist, which seemed familiar.
After Nalan Jue left, the breakfast stall was surrounded by some young ladies again...
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Wu Xiaowen, the county magistrate who neglected his duties, was sentenced to prison and will be taken back to Beidu for review the next day.
That night, a dark figure flashed across the door of the cell, knocking down several guards. Wu Xiaowen was strangled with a rope until he died.