The rich men each had their own little calculations to make money from suppressing bandits and providing disaster relief, and they all put forward their own suggestions.

Ren Hongyou is more or less a ghost. He has his own considerations. He does not listen to those rich people. He wants to open a porridge shed, a charity hall, and a factory...

Instead, he said: "It's approaching the Dragon Boat Festival, let's hold a dragon boat race, sing a big show, make it lively and joyful, and it's best to invite talented girls from Qinhuai to add to the fun."

"We will hold another prayer meeting to pray to Dr. Sanlu to bless our Jiangning with good weather."

"Suppressing bandits...I'll look for instructions from above."

Rich Master Zhou said cautiously: "It's not so good in the year of great disaster..."

Ren Hongyou imitated Bai Rongsheng's words and said: "Then there is a severe drought in the south, why is it raining in Jiangning alone? This is auspicious and a good thing, so we should celebrate it. What? You don't agree?"

"I don't dare, I don't dare." Rich Master Zhou secretly scolded the dog official.

But it is Ren Hongyou whose acting skills are superb.

"This dragon boat should be held as grandly and as wonderfully as possible. I will invite the Governor of Jiangning, Jiangning Weaving, and other local officials to watch it together." Ren Hongyou made a pretense.

Rich Man Liu and Rich Man Ma, their eyes are shining brightly, this is a good opportunity.

Only Yuan Juren felt something was wrong and fishy.

After all, he has an unclear relationship with the Evil God of Wealth. He controls a number of gambling houses, has branched out into other industries, and has awakened the consciousness of capital.

This severe drought and banditry were originally a great opportunity for them to harvest wealth. Now, holding this Dragon Boat Festival, which is bigger than the Dragon Boat Festival, will cost a lot of money and a lot of energy.

Although there is money to be made and money to be made by holding dragon boat races, how can one get wealth as quickly as directly taking away wealth from the dead?

That's a waste of money.

And this requires an upfront investment.

At that moment, he thought to himself: This Bai Rongsheng has something. No wonder the money I gave him is not enough. He seems very ambitious, but the greater the ambition, the more we can cooperate...

I'm just afraid of the kind of person who has the best of both worlds. It's always easier to deal with smart people.

Little did he know that Ren Hongyou had already replaced Bai Rongsheng.

Ren Hongyou seems to want to enjoy himself here, but in fact he is just learning from "Fan Zhongyan" and working for relief.

The same is true for another huge corrupt man in this dynasty. His reputation has been ruined, but he has also done many practical things.

To hold a dragon boat party, you need to gather young people for training, you need all kinds of ritual and musical instruments, and you need to spend money to decorate the place.

However, this is also an excellent commercial circulation opportunity. Craftsmen can set up stalls, and ordinary people can exchange labor for money. Tens of thousands of job opportunities can be created, which can allow tens of thousands of small families to survive successfully.

Furthermore, the rain that Lin Zhuming received was quite good. Maybe he could survive May and wait for local food production in June, so he could survive the crisis safely.

But Ren Hongyou was worried that he was just wearing a painting, and he was afraid that the county magistrate would not last long, otherwise he would want to drive down the price of local food.

Fan Zhongyan also had practical experience in this kind of thing, so Ren Hongyou just copied it and responded accordingly.

After dismissing the local gentry, Ren Hongyou looked at the corpses on the ground and couldn't help but think of his own home and couldn't help but sigh.

Call the local security chief and chief A.

Those security chiefs and armor chiefs were all honest and honest when meeting with the county magistrate. I wonder what the county magistrate was thinking about, whether he wanted to levy any taxes or the like.

Who knew that the county magistrate would say like this: "Is there enough water in the fields now?"

"Fortunately, it rained a few days ago, but if it lasts longer it's hard to say."

"Maintain more ditches and build larger reservoirs and embankments. Nanjing is a land of plenty in the south of the Yangtze River. How can there be a shortage of water? I will allocate some of this money, but I only care about food, two meals a day. You can figure it out yourself.

, organize more manpower and be more proactive..."

"Sir, when will the money... arrive?"

"You pay in advance, I won't leave you less money. This is something that will benefit the future."

Those security guards and armor commanders immediately understood what it meant.

I'm just afraid that if I have to pay for it myself, I'll have to consider myself unlucky.

Fortunately, they are all rich farmers and local gangsters in the countryside. It can still be done by gathering people.

As for the disabled people, Ren Hongyou did not mention a word about how to deal with them, nor did he say how to manage the bandits.

This caused many people to secretly scold the dog officials: they only know how to exploit and don't care about the actual situation.

When Ren Hongyou returned to the county government office, he sighed: It's not easy to be an official.

Bai Rongsheng's soul was released from the painting, and then he began to absorb his official spirit.

Bai Rongsheng scolded there: "Despicable villain, do you know that I am an official of the imperial court..."

But Ren Hongyou ignored it, and his official aura gradually turned into authority, and the new wat board began to shine slowly.

With his authority perfected, Ren Hongyou also changed from a ninth-grade wild ghost to an eighth-grade wild ghost, but he was not very confident.

Lang Zhixian, who had lost his official aura, ran to Ren Hongyou for his official robes.

A large number of ways to be an official, especially ways to become a corrupt official and ways to make money, were also known to Ren Hongyou.

This is also part of the way to be an official.

As for Langzhi County, he also completely lost his identity and his true nature, and became a picture in Ren Hongyou's ghost book.

Although the fighting power is much weaker, it is obedient. An obedient dog is a good dog, and a disobedient dog is not a good dog.

After Langzhi County Xun obeyed, Ren Hongyou gave him the scriptures: "Study carefully and understand the literary spirit, which is the true truth. The original ones were all crooked truths. From now on, you can be my master."

Lang Zhixian had a sad face, but could not disobey Ren Hongyou's words, so he had to take the book and study hard.

Elsewhere, Rich Master Zhou came to the Taoist temple and asked Lin Zhuoming about the matter.

While cursing, he said: "The dog magistrate, the wolf magistrate, you are right, I know they want to provide disaster relief, but he is holding a Dragon Boat Festival dragon boat here to sing and dance to bring peace..."

Lin Zhuming still cared about this VIP customer, and at the same time he understood what Ren Hongyou meant, so he said: "This is also a good opportunity. You can ask your son to bring people from Jinling Academy to hold a poetry meeting. I will give it to your son."

Let’s pave the way.”

Rich Master Zhou was still kind to his son, and nodded repeatedly: "I'm just complaining, but these days are getting more and more uneven... Master Lin, do you have any talismans that can bring good luck and avoid evil? I can also offer some to you.

Gongde, please go home, as long as you can stay safe..."

"And the feng shui thing about ancestral graves..."

"Zhang Jiuyi's apprentice has already said that this matter is a matter of accumulating negative virtue. There is essentially no problem with Feng Shui."

"Isn't your son doing well now?" Lin Zhuming said, "That's great."
Chapter completed!