Yipin County Magistrate: Start with invincibility

Chapter 72
"Is he really rich to collect grain, or is he playing tricks, let's go to the county treasury and have a look first, don't we know?"

The gentry discussed it, and Zhang Shun and Hu Lai took the lead, and a group of people came to the county warehouse with a stone of grain.

Qin Feng has been waiting in the county treasury for a long time.

He didn't know if the farmers still had grain in their hands, but he could naturally think of what the farmers could think of. It is estimated that once the notice was posted, they would be able to harvest enough grain without waiting for the autumn harvest.

Moreover, he also expected that these country gentlemen would definitely not take advantage of it, and would always come to ask.

"Master Qin, you are really accurate, they are here."

"Oh? Really?" Qin Feng opened his eyes and sat up from the recliner.

In the distance, Hu Lai and Zhang Shun brought a group of squires to the front, put a stone of grain forward, and said to Qin Feng: "Master Qin, we heard that Master Qin collects grain here, is there such a thing?"

"That's true!"

"Then this food is 3 yuan a stone?"

"That's right, three bucks a stone."

All the squires looked at each other, each poked Zhang Shun and pushed him out.

Zhang Shun sneered twice, patted the bag of grain they brought, and said to Qin Feng: "Okay, then give me the money!"

"No."

Qin Feng shook his head.

"Why don't you? You have to announce it yourself, and the surplus grain from previous years will also be collected!"

Zhang Shun said guiltily.

His food is not only surplus food, but also a specially prepared bag.

Half of it was moldy leftover grain, buried in the middle, and you couldn't see it when you opened the bag.

Only by inserting a fork and hooking out the grain in the middle of the bag can we see the outcome.

When the state government collects grain taxes, it always carefully checks the quality of the grain. If this is found out, Qin Feng will definitely not be able to eat it.

He just wanted to trick Qin Feng.

As a result, Qin Feng didn't even look at it, but directly refused, which made Zhang Shun very angry.

Qin Feng explained: "No matter who comes to sell the grain, it must be 5 shi, 5 shi is sold on the ground, and one shi of grain is not accepted by the official."

When Zhang Shun heard it, his eyes rolled.

They came here with a bag of grain just to test out the reality. For a squire like them, there is no difference between one bag and five bags. According to the current price of grain, five shi is only one tael of silver.

They usually pay ten taels of silver for a meal, or even dozens of taels of silver, how can they care about this?
As long as it doesn't get caught out because of the moldy thing.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shun immediately greeted the boy behind him: "Go, go to the warehouse and pack four more bags, and bring them here immediately!"

"Wait!"

Qin Feng stopped Zhang Shun's subordinates and said, "Pack five bags, but I won't accept this one."

"Why is this again?"

Like a magic trick, Qin Feng took out an object from his back waist. It was an iron pipe with a pointed opening in the front and an opening in the middle without an iron sheet.

This is the grain scout that Qin Feng asked the blacksmith to make for him.

That is, the food inspector.

He raised his hand and tied the "grain scout" on the bag, and immediately some grain entered the pipe.

Pull it out again, and you can see the moldy grain in the middle at a glance.

Since Qin Feng knew that these gentry would not deal with him, why would he not mind?

This layer, he has long thought of.

"You sell this kind of grain to me? How do I pay the grain tax? Huh? Mr. Zhang, you are... you want to deceive me again?"

Qin Feng's tone was a little dangerous.

The last time he said that, Zhang Shun was slapped eighty times.

The last time he spoke like this, Zhang Shun was hit by a board, and the back of his butt was beaten to pieces.

Zhang Shun trembled when he heard this, and quickly said: "This... This is all pretended by servants, I don't know. This... When I tell them to pretend again, be careful, there will never be this kind of food coming in. "

"That's good. Go."

Qin Feng waved his hand.

Only then did Zhang Shun's men leave.

In less than half an hour, they re-shipped five bags of grain.

Qin Feng checked again with the "grain spies". This time, the quality of the grain was fine, so he asked someone to carry the grain to the warehouse.

After that, Qin Feng didn't give money first, but took a piece of paper in a hurry, wrote a receipt, and then bet three coins, and pushed it to Zhang Shun.

Zhang Shun, and a kind of squire behind him all frowned.

"Master Qin, you're wrong. Didn't you say, 3 yuan for a stone? If I sell you 5 stone, you should give me a tael of silver. How can you give me 1 stone of grain? Don't be afraid. Shall I go to the state capital and sue you for oppressing the people?"

Zhang Shun stared at Qin Feng and asked, this Qin Feng finally let him grasp the handle.

This time they were outside, in broad daylight, bright and clear, not only them, but also many other county residents watching the excitement.

This time Qin Feng is obviously buying and selling unfairly, giving less money!

Even if the sky is broken, there is no way to deny it.

"Bullshit! What's written on that piece of paper, read clearly!"

Qin Feng didn't even look at Zhang Shun, and directly sweared.

Only then did Zhang Shun notice the piece of paper under the three-coin silver.

He pulled it out, and all the squires gathered around to read together.

"I received 5 taels of grain from Zhang Shun and Zhang Daguan today. I should pay one and a half taels of silver. I actually paid 3 taels of silver. The rest of the grain will be settled next year. County Magistrate Qin Feng."

This is actually an IOU, with Qin Feng's name signed on the back, and the deposit is also melted.

Qin Feng estimated that they were almost finished reading, so he said leisurely: "Now the price of grain is only 2 yuan, and this county is not a fool, why should we collect grain at a high price in cash?"

He faced everyone, including the onlookers, and said: "The grain harvested in this county today is purchased in the form of fixed money and paperwork. You can see clearly that if you want to earn half of the silver, you need to wait until next year's autumn harvest. If you think it's inappropriate , don’t come to sell grain.”

Zhang Shun and the many squires looked at each other, angry but also grateful.

"Sure enough, there are tricks!"

"Fortunately, I came to try it in advance, otherwise, I will fall into Qin Feng's way again!"

Zhang Shun slapped the paper and money on the table: "I won't sell it anymore!"

Qin Feng frowned: "Bold, what do you think this is? Who do you think I am? The papers have been signed, the money has been given, and the food has been put into storage. So many people have finished their work. You won't sell it? Are you sincerely entertaining me?"

"Get out! If you don't get out, I will order someone to beat you fifty times!"

Qin Feng suddenly stood up.

The country gentry confronted Qin Feng not once or twice. Although Zhang Shun was angry, he was the county magistrate, so he didn't dare to provoke him. Fortunately, he saw through Qin Feng's "trick" this time after only losing 5 shi of grain. Not very distressed.

"Hmph! Qin Feng, I knew it. You want to lie to people, saying that you will give money next year. Who knows whether you will give it next year or not? You think everyone else is stupid? Will you sell you food? You just lied to me for 5 shi. Any more, and you won’t receive even one stone!”

Zhang Shun raised his hand and tore up the paper.

Qin Feng smiled coldly: "This county is the magistrate of Ninghai. If you can run away, monks can't run away from the temple. If you say that you will pay next year, you will pay next year. The county's grain collection depends entirely on character."

"But yours is gone, because you tore up the paper."

(End of this chapter)