After Lu Xin finished reading the grain in the cellar, the warehouse men restored the chaff and straw mats to their original state. Zhu Dafeng finally arrived late.

"Mr. Zhu should have moved here long ago, right?" Lu Xin looked outside. The sun was already west. Zhu Dafeng obviously came in after he had been rubbing hard outside.

"Sir, I laughed, and the official ate his stomach at noon..." Zhu Dafeng showed a shy expression. "If I don't solve it, how dare I stay with the adult?" He said, "Sir, how are you watching?"

"What can I tell?" Lu Xin said lightly: "It's just a look at the food industry."

"What the adults said is." Zhu Dafeng waved his hand, and a warehouse official presented the account book to Lu Xin. "But you don't have to worry. Our Taicang Office has clear accounts and strict regulations. Every grain intake has strict records. You only need to check the corresponding grain here with the records from the superiors."

Lu Xin took the account book and looked through the pages, and the records were indeed very clear. Each input clearly recorded the number, appearance, and who came from when and where, who handed over to whom, and where to send it to the official warehouse.

The warehouse officer also brought a book of the account book, which was the account book of Xingluo Cang, which recorded when and how much grain he received, what quality he was, which cellar he stored in, and the signatures of regular inspectors.

Although Lu Xin was mainly responsible for the criminal name in Jiangnan, he was also in charge of the landing valve's manor in Wujun Yitian, and he was used to watching the accounts. At this moment, he had to admit that the two accounts of Taicang Bureau were indeed done neatly and neatly. Intuition told him that it would be impossible to see the clues from the accounts.

But it is even more difficult to see the tricks from the 1,300 grains of the 1,300 cellars - each cellar is four or five meters deep, and it stores 8,000 to 10,000 stones of grain. If you want to make sure the account is consistent, you must open them one by one and transport the hill-like grain basket to weigh it. It is afraid that a granary will take more than a hundred people to work hard for several days. When the amount of grain in the 1,300 cellars is finished, the victims will probably have grass growing on the graves.

Only then did Lu Xin fully understand what the situation Xiahou Ba set up for him. The old guy just thought that he could not determine whether the grain stored in Xingluo Warehouse was in fact consistent with the actual situation. As long as he accepted the account in a confused manner, there would be a good show waiting for him later.

So Lu Xin refused to express his opinion, but just silently selected a few grain cellars, looked at the surface articles, then climbed the wall of Cangcheng City, pointed to the huge on-ground warehouses next to the pier, and asked in a deep voice: "Is there food stored there?"

"Sir, that's where the grain is temporarily stored." Zhu Dafeng hurriedly explained: "There are many benefits in the cellar to store grain, but the trouble is not small. Whether transporting it in or out, it is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it is very troublesome. So several transfer warehouses were built to temporarily store the newly transported grain that was not too late to go down the cellar. The grain transported from the cellar should be temporarily stored in it and waited for shipment to be shipped away."

"Yeah, I understand." Lu Xin nodded and walked down the city wall and said, "I want to go back in front of the gate of the city. Let's get here today."

"Oh, how can you let the adults go back empty-handed? The official has ordered people to buy food and drinks in the yamen. Let's go and have a few bites first." Zhu Dafeng hurriedly advised.

"I will never starve to death if I don't eat it for a meal." Lu Xin looked at Zhu Dafeng's round belly and took his entourage to the dock.

"Sir, let's hand over the accounts first, right?" Zhu Dafeng hurriedly chased down the city and followed behind and said with a bitter face: "Otherwise, the Xiaguan would have to go there again."

"Just think you're losing weight." Lu Xinli ignored him and went straight onto the boat.

"Oh, this grandson, why are you shaking with me?" Zhu Dafeng looked helplessly at the boat going away and spat hard on the river. "You've cried all day?"

"Sir..." The official of the Cang Dynasty dared to come up and asked carefully: "What should I do when the banquet?"

"If he doesn't eat, let's eat." Zhu Dafeng immediately gained strength when he mentioned the meal.

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It was getting dark, and the fire in the Xingluo Cangyamen was shining brightly. Zhu Dafeng's mouth was full of oil, and while dealing with the official of the Cang, he was chatting randomly.

"Sir, try this. Our own sauce elbow is no worse than that in Luodu Restaurant." The official of the Cang held up a plate of greasy pork elbow and presented it to Zhu Dafeng.

Zhu Dafeng didn't care about being concise anymore, and directly reached out to pick up his elbow and started chewing it in big mouthfuls.

The official of Cang quickly poured wine for him. Zhu Dafeng narrowed his eyes and shook his head comfortably. "His grandma, drinking and eating meat is a fairy. If there is another girl singing a small song, she will not change it to a fairy."

"This is not simple. Next time, the lord will make arrangements in advance." The lord smiled and said, "This time it is really too hasty, and I am worried that the lord who came out of the landlord will not like our tune."

"Don't think that the family members are just gods who are not as good as the world's fireworks. They are just as scattered and farted, and there are still three disasters and eight difficulties." Zhu Dafeng sneered disdainfully: "I didn't see that Lu's surname is like a dead mother today. I'm afraid he already knows that he is in trouble."

"Yes, whoever takes care of his job will have to peel off even if he doesn't die." The Kurakuen sighed sympathetically: "Sir, did someone deliberately mess with him?"

"Hehe, I really let you talk." After all, Zhu Dafeng was an official in Beijing, and he heard a lot of wind and swear words. He pretended to be mysterious and waved his hand, letting the official of the Cang ear come over and whispered: "Tell you, he offended the old teacher so much. Let him be the disaster relief envoy, just to chop off his head!"

"Ah!" The official of the Cang Dynasty stared at him in surprise and said, "Then there is not enough food. At that time, as long as he bites to death, he will not admit his debts. This is a bad debt. He can really kill him!"

"This is the difference between us and the Taishi. Do you still need evidence if the Taishi wants to be the whole person?" Zhu Dafeng looked arrogant and obviously put himself in the identity of Xiahou Ba. "If it weren't for his identity as a land clerk, he didn't even need an excuse, and he would just kill him."

"That's right." The official of Cang sighed, suddenly his face tightened, and he asked in a low voice: "Then we won't be able to eat too, right?"

"Don't worry, sir, we have already promised that we just need to do our duty and not talk nonsense, and we will not be implicated." Zhu Dafeng burped and looked at the warehouse officer who was watching the talk. "Mountain Shang!"

"Oh, okay, full."

"What's the bad guy doing? Let's talk about it seriously. There is really no woman hidden in this ghost place. I'll give me some fun at night?"

"Oh, didn't you say that? I thought the Lu surname would stay overnight, so I sent them all away..."

"We! I can't stand you so cowardly, just be a mouse for the rest of your life..."

"Cangmashi is so good. You will never have to worry about food and drink in your life. What else can you do?"

After the two talked for a while, Lu Xin turned to money and sex, and there was no more valuable information to hear.

This made the uninvited guest who had been lying quietly on the roof feel very unhappy.
Chapter completed!