Beihai County is poor, and even the Taoist priests are not very wealthy. When Yin or he went to the mountains to escape the summer heat some time ago, he saw a small Taoist temple in the mountains, and lived in the Taoist temple at that time.
He donated a sum of money, which was not a lot, but he had a pleasant conversation with the contemplative master. Before leaving, he sent his servants back to the county government office to collect two scriptures from Bai Shan and Zhou Man and gave them to the contemplative master.
As a result, he gained the friendship of all Taoist priests including the temple master.
It was the autumn harvest at this time, and there were not many Taoist fields. The Taoist priests harvested beans, rice, etc., leaving enough food for themselves, and carried the rest to the county town to sell.
When I entered the city, I picked some wild vegetables and came to see Yin or.
They felt that Yin might not like other things, so these wild vegetables might still be to his taste.
Yin You really liked it, not only him, but Zhou Man and Bai Shan also liked it.
Although it was autumn at this time, the weather was still very hot. Eating the crisp cold wild vegetables, the five of them felt that they had a great appetite.
After eating happily, Bai Shan announced something, "When the autumn tax comes up, I will start issuing service orders."
He had previously thought of issuing the order during the short 20 days between summer harvest and autumn harvest, but at that time, firstly, the robbery case in Xiaoliu Village occurred, and secondly, the weather was getting hotter. He suddenly discovered that Qingzhou
It's hotter than Beijing.
Therefore, firstly, in order to stabilize the people's hearts, and secondly, for the health of the people, he did not issue the service order according to the plan.
With bright eyes, he turned to look at Bai Erlang, "Then the county government will be responsible for their food. All you have to do is inspect and make sure that the people below are not depriving themselves of food."
Bai Shandao: "The workload and food arranged for them are based on the article we wrote when we were young. I also want to compare the efficiency of labor over the years. If it is possible, I will report it to Your Majesty to improve the conditions of labor service."
He looked at Zhou Man.
Zhou Man nodded and said: "I will prepare some emergency pills and soup recipes in advance."
Bai Shandao: "It has to be cheap, otherwise even if our county has the money to provide it, other counties may not be willing to spend so much money to get it."
Bai Erlang, "Isn't it just a big expense for food and drink? Can other states and counties agree to this?"
He is no longer a child. The article they wrote when they were young had a good idea, but it cost a lot of money.
Bai Shan said: "You can't just look at the cost without looking at the success of their labor. After all, the servants don't need to pay. If they are not servants, they have to pay extra wages in addition to food and drink. That's high."
He felt that the value of the orders was much higher than the price they paid, so even if their costs increased, the Yamen and the court would still gain a lot.
Of course, the infrastructure built by the servants will eventually be fed back to them.
Although he was working for them, Bai Shan did not want to wrong them. Anyway, the food expenses came from the county government's treasury. He felt that he was still good at business and would not have to support a group of servants.
Not alive.
Bai Shan just opened his mouth and gave the conditions, and then it was Fang Xiancheng who wrote the plan. Naturally, the actual implementation was also carried out by his subordinates.
Fang Xian Cheng was very hesitant. He looked at the conditions of Bai Shan's service order and asked, "Sir, are you sure?"
Bai Shan nodded, "It's confirmed, the autumn tax will be collected in the next two days, and Li Lizheng will also come to the county, so I will inform them first that there are many roads and water conservancy projects that need to be built this year, especially the entrance and exit.
The official roads between Jiawa and Longchi must be repaired."
Those two roads are not very good now, especially the road in Dajiawa, which is full of potholes. People ride horses every time they go in and out of Baishan. If you can do it without taking a car, don't take a car. It is too bumpy.
It will probably take a lot of manpower to repair these two roads.
Fang Xian Cheng agreed, and after thinking about it, he reminded him, "Sir, if we provide food according to the order you gave us, it will cost a lot. Over there in the warehouse..."
Now Master Song is no longer in charge of the warehouse. Ever since Bai Shan took a bunch of salt to Qingzhou City to sell it, Bai Shan has completely controlled the warehouse. Not to mention Fang Xian Cheng, not even Master Song is the chief official.
Do you know how much money the county government has now?
Although Fang Xiancheng didn't know, he could roughly guess it because the county government's expenses had been too high recently.
Now they are still receiving a steady stream of people looking for jobs, not only people from other counties, but also people from this county.
The autumn harvest at some people's homes has ended, or is about to end, so they all have free time. When they heard that the county government was recruiting workers and the wages were paid every three days, they came excitedly.
Of course, the county government does not want everyone who comes. It first declares that they are recruiting long-term workers, so they only intend to work for a few days or a month or two, and will not accept them;
Then, because the Yamen was about to issue a service order, there was only one adult in the family who refused to accept him.
But even so, there are still many people selected.
Fang Xian Cheng sometimes went outside the city and was shocked to see so many laborers. The stall was too big, and he was afraid that the next day the county magistrate would tell him that there was no money in the treasury.
With so many laborers outside the county town, if they start making noise, big trouble will happen.
Bai Shan smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, the money is still enough."
Fang Xian Cheng was silent for a moment and then nodded, then went out and came in with a list, handed it to Bai Shan and said, "Of course, since we have enough money, why not buy some things for the county government."
Bai Shan took the list and looked at it, frowning slightly, "Shouldn't we ask Master Song to purchase such things?"
Fangxian Cheng said: "Master Song called back and said he had no money."
Bai Shan was dissatisfied, "The county allocates a sum of money to the households he manages every month, which is specifically used to pay county government expenses."
Now, all the expenses of the long-term workers come from Bai Shan, who hands them over to Supervisor Zhao Ming. But the salaries of the officials, various expenses of the county government, and some regular expenses of the villages below are still
I'm looking for Mr. Song.
Bai Shan went through the previous account books and directly allocated money to Master Song every month.
It is equivalent to two warehouses in the county government now, one is managed by Bai Shan, and the other is managed by Secretary Song. For purchases of office supplies such as pens, inks, paper and inkstones, go directly to Secretary Song.
Fangxian Cheng rarely said a word for Master Song, "Sir, paper is very expensive. Your paper expenditure in the past five months is what Beihai County used to spend in two years."
Not only because of the large influx of people recently, but also because he had previously asked every village to count the population, which required paper.
Bai Shan: "...It costs so much?"
Fang Xian Cheng nodded, and given the county magistrate's habit of keeping everything on file for verification, there must be a lot of paper used for the next labor, so he mentioned buying pen, ink, paper and inkstone at this time.
"Last month, Mr. Cui took away a box of paper, and the day before yesterday he had someone come over and take another box away." Not to mention all kinds of pens and ink sticks, which cost a lot.
Cui Wei now lives in Longchi without moving, and measuring data and drawing every day requires a lot of paper.
Could Bai Shan have wronged the boss of the Ministry of Industry who had gone through so much trouble to invite him in such a matter?
? I originally wanted to update the four chapters at the same time, but I didn’t write them out, so I’ll see you at 9 o’clock in the evening