Tuluhun is not rainy and the climate is relatively dry. However, in spring, due to the melting of ice and snow, the river flow will become extremely large in a short time, and the riverbed will be low. When the water comes, it will spread everywhere. Because the water volume becomes too large in an instant, many river banks will be washed and lowered. Fortunately, the time for heavy water is very short, and the nomadic tribes leave quickly. It is good that the water comes and moves to other places, so the loss is not large.

But flooding is not a good thing after all. Many poor herdsmen on the grassland will become more difficult, which will cause many poor herdsmen to go to the west of the town to make a living, and the population pressure in the west of the town suddenly increases.

On that day, Yang Ze sat in the lobby and worried. Yan Chenghou and Hao Weifeng were standing in front of the big case, and the three of them looked ugly.

Yang Ze said: "There is not enough food in the city, how long can it be supported?"

Yan Chenghou said without thinking: "It was okay to stick to the end of summer, but a large number of people and herdsmen have come to the city these days. These people have no savings and can only make a living by buying grain and relief. Therefore, the consumption of food storage is huge, so I can hold on for another month. At that time, the food will be out of stock. The place where the food is bought is not close to us. In order to keep the food, I am afraid I have to buy it now."

Yang Ze scratched his forehead and said, "It's the spring famine, so it's not easy to buy grain. There are not too many grain merchants in our city. I can't catch a stockpile. If you want to kill chickens for the monkey, you can't find chickens!"

Hao Weifeng nodded repeatedly. There were grain merchants in the west city of Zhenxi, but they were all small grain merchants, small businesses, and they didn’t have that much capital to stock up on grain merchants. He said, “I heard that in a big place, the grain merchant’s family is a good job. I have never done this job before. I really want to go!”

Yan Chenghou looked at him and said that this guy was not thinking about insufficient food and whether it would cause chaos, but he was thinking about raiding his house. Could it be that the flood had been sent to his mind recently?

Yang Ze said: "The food must be purchased. Send more people out. We have gold. Don't be afraid of spending money. You can also go to the grassland and buy cattle and sheep from the Tuluhun people."

Yan Chenghou agreed, and he thought of this too.

But Hao Weifeng woke up from the dream of a grain-collecting merchant and shook his head and said, "Now the bald cattle and sheep are thin, all of them are bones, and those who can survive the winter are all good cattle and sheep, which should be used for breeding. More calves and lambs are the lifeblood of herders. Even if they buy them, they can't buy much."

Yang Ze said, thought for a while, and said to Yan Chenghou: "You have to buy it or buy it. It can be replaced with wine or tea bricks. If the herdsmen need salt, they can also exchange it with them. Of course, they have to trade it privately. You should buy food. You should do this with all your efforts. Don't worry about the money."

Yan Chenghou nodded. He is now the butler of the west of the town. In addition to public security, he is responsible for all matters. He is very satisfied and the busier he is the happier he is.

Yang Ze looked at Hao Weifeng and asked, "How is the security in the city recently? There are more and more people now, and there are all kinds of people. I guess there are many things going on. Can you handle it?"

Hao Weifeng hurriedly patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, county magistrate, although there are too many people, Beizhi can still suppress them. As long as those who come to escape famine have stutters, they will not cause trouble. All they need to guard against is those who want to take advantage of the situation. Generally, even if something happens, it is still the case for these people. However, as long as Beizhi takes people to teach them a lesson, they will be honest."

Yang Ze nodded, waved his hand and asked them to go down, and they all went there. He was about to process a few official documents, but he saw Cai Cai run into the lobby and shouted, "It's here, it's here..."

Yang Ze put down the pen in his hand and smiled and said, "Who is here?"

"The painters and carving craftsmen have arrived. They all come from Langzhou, with dozens of people and several big cars!" Cai Cai shouted excitedly. She had been hoping to release the picture album and draw her on it.

Yang Ze was also happy. He thought about this these days. Publishing books is a noble act these days. Only those who are literate can buy books and read books. Ordinary people cannot do it. But if they make tabloids printed with movable type, those tabloids with few words but are published every day or every three or five days, written in vernacular. As long as someone reads the newspaper, they can explain it to the people. It is easy to understand. Will these increase their influence? It can be regarded as his contribution to this era.

This idea will not work, but it will be uncontrollable as soon as it appears. He sent people to Langzhou, which is a larger city than Qiuzhou. When he sent people to find a big book dealer, money is no problem. He just lacks craftsmen. Now that the craftsmen have arrived, he is naturally happy.

When Yang Ze personally welcomed out of the county government, he saw that several big trucks came outside, and there were many craftsmen who looked like craftsmen. At the front of the craftsmen, there was a dusty middle-aged literati standing in front of the craftsmen. He looked very smart and wore a blue robe. He knew at a glance that he must have failed the imperial examination and turned to business. He was a cultured businessman, scholars, farmers, industry and businessmen. If he had not failed the imperial examination, literati would not go to business under normal circumstances.

Yang Ze was wearing an official uniform today. When the middle-aged literati saw it, he immediately stepped forward and bowed and said, "The people who made a statement have seen you, have seen Lord Yang!"

"You are the owner of Chen's Bookstore. I really made me wait for you so hard. Finally, I hope you!" Yang Ze smiled, helping him with his hands, avoiding him from being polite.

Chen Shuzuo was startled and then excited. He came from Langzhou and worked hard all the way. Not only was he overdrawn physically, but he was also mentally tired. His bookstore was greatly suppressed by his peers in Langzhou, and the business was very difficult. Otherwise, Yang Ze would not have been willing to come when he sent someone to find him. Who would have a comfortable life at home and still had to run out of the country, or he would have to run out of the country with his home. He thought along the way that if the business in the west of Zhenxi was not easy to do, then it would be over. I guess he would have to buy a home after returning to Langzhou.

Unexpectedly, the magistrate of Zhenxi County welcomed him so much. Not only did he welcome him, but he also acted like a long drought and a sweet rain. He immediately made a decision on the statement and went to Zhenxi. From now on, he would develop in Zhenxi!

Nowadays, the status of merchants is low. If the officials are a little better, the businessman will have great determination. Yang Ze is so good about Chen Shu. Of course, Chen Shu is willing to develop in the west of Zhenxi.

When Yang Ze asked Chen Shuzhu to enter the county government office, Cai Cai insisted on following her. She didn't say anything but listened. She listened to Yang Ze and Chen Shuzhu talked about how to publish albums. When she heard that Yang Ze wanted to run a tabloid, Cai Cai's eyes lit up. Although the little girl was not old, she had a natural hobby for gossip. Isn't tabloid just a gossip sold? Of course, these days, it is not called gossip, but the words of market words are just Yang Ze's name, but with the rise of tabloids, the word gossip will definitely be well-known to the world.

Not to mention the matter in the county government office, at the gate of Zhenxi County, Song Xiaoche sat on a stool, dressed in a constable, put his waist on his knees, and looked at the porridge shed not far away, where there were hundreds of people from other places who had escaped from famine, waiting to receive the porridge!

As more and more people and herdsmen fleeing from other places have become more and more common people and herdsmen. The county decided to give porridge to allow refugees to survive the spring famine. On the one hand, it can reduce the pressure on public security, and on the other hand, it can also take this opportunity to recruit some craftsmen to work in the city. At least, it can also recruit some strong people to go to the city to do some physical work.

Since Song Xiaoche became a constable in Zhenxi, he has been determined to become the most powerful constable in the yamen, to solve the biggest case, and to become the youngest constable. Unfortunately, I don’t know if other constables think so, so they work hard, or because their own abilities are too poor, they can never solve any major case.

Feeling a little bored, Song Xiaoche wiped his face and thought to himself: "I solved a case of stealing chicken yesterday. Unfortunately, although the stolen hen was a fat hen, the little thief couldn't help but hit him. I only scared him a few words and punched him a few times, and he took all the measures. The whole case was solved in less than half a day. It's really no credit!"

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly saw two constables entering the city, one of them shouted: "Song Xiaoche, what are you thinking about sitting there? Are you trying to solve the big case again?"

Another smiled and said, "I heard that you solved a big chicken stealing case yesterday, and you got the reward from the county magistrate?"

The two of them laughed. They were both Song Xiaoche's colleagues. They were more advanced than Song Xiaoche. They always joked about Song Xiaoche because of their qualifications.

Song Xiaoche quickly stood up, not daring to lose his temper, and smiled at the two of them, "I'm on a business trip, I'm afraid that these fugitives will cause trouble. I'm busy, so how can I solve the case!"

The two constables made fun of him again. As long as the fugitives have stuttering, there will be no trouble. Such errands are obviously prepared for people who are not good at nothing, and those who are not good at nothing are Song Xiaoche. They talked and laughed and walked into the city gate.

Song Xiaoche looked at their backs and spat, thinking, "I'll tell you to look down on me. Sooner or later, I'll solve a big case for you to see. It's even bigger than Feng Sanfu's case. I'll be promoted to the head of the captain. Let's see how I deal with you!"

He sat back on the bench and looked at the people waiting to receive the porridge. He couldn't help but sigh. These people who received the porridge were indeed too honest. As long as they had stutters, they would not cause trouble. But if they didn't cause trouble, they would have to keep doing such a kind of tolerance. It was really worrying. Even if there was a case of stealing chickens, it would be better than sitting here and staring blankly.

After waiting for a while, a man suddenly rushed over from the city gate. This man was dressed in a mess and was also a fugitive. However, because he was strong, he found a job by the river to smash wooden stakes to strengthen the river embankment. He was full a day, which was much more nourishing than the person who received the porridge!

The man hurriedly ran towards the city gate, as if he was about to enter the city. Song Xiaoche stood up and shouted, "Hey, what are you doing? If you don't be honest in your work by the river, why are you running into the city?"

The man stopped quickly. He didn't dare to talk back to the officials. He stood honestly in front of Song Xiaoche, and said stutteringly: "There is an accident by the river. The young man has to go to the city to report to the officials. The official will handle it. No one in our place dares to move."

Song Xiaoche's eyes lit up. Something happened. It was so good. He was looking forward to something. He asked: "What happened? But someone fought and killed people. How many people died?"

The man was stunned and shook his head and said, "No one fought. It was because of the discovery of a corpse by the river. I don't know whose it belongs, so our foreman asked the young man to come to the city to report to the official!"

Song Xiaoche was so happy that he almost jumped up. A murder case is a major case, and it can be considered a chance to show his face!
Chapter completed!