Reborn to face famine, I brought a space full of supplies!

Uncle Zhao and the others looked at each other, their faces showing worry that could no longer be suppressed. Jiang Chuyue knew their worries and took the initiative to say, "I heard that there was a fight in the south, so I can't help but worry that the situation here will become chaotic. If the world becomes chaotic, we will be the ones to suffer."

He successfully drew the attention of Uncle Zhao and others to the war, and no one thought about why Jiang Chuyue looked so unhappy after she came out of Samadhi.

"Well, let's just live our own lives. We can't help much with the war, so just stay out of it." Several people sighed.

"That's right. Nothing good can come of war."

……

Jiang Chuyue responded from time to time. She was still there, but her heart had already drifted somewhere else.

"Sister Jiang, didn't you say you wanted to go to the grain store? Are we going there or not?" When they reached the fork in the road, Jiang Chuyue still didn't make a decision. Uncle Zhao, who was pulling the donkey cart, looked back.

Jiang Chuyue, who was pondering the hidden story behind the iron mine, was brought back to her senses by the shout. She touched her nose a little embarrassedly and said, "I'm going to the grain store. Uncle Zhao, you guys go back first. I'm afraid I'll be delayed for a while."

After that, he took out a large bag of silver coins and handed it to Wu Gang, "Brother Wu, please take this money back and put it in my account. Some people in other villages have not yet distributed their silver and grain. When you go back, please take care to distribute them."

Jiang Chuyue has always been personally responsible for collecting medicinal herbs and distributing food in the village. As more and more villages grow medicinal herbs, if Jiang Chuyue is still required to do everything by herself, even if she is split in half, there will not be enough space for her.

She gradually delegated some of her power to Wu Gang and several other people she trusted. She was responsible for registration, while Wu Gang and the other ten people were responsible for delivering food and silver to the villages they were responsible for and distributing them.

Wu Gang was also in charge of this matter for the first time, and he couldn't help feeling a huge pressure. "Sister Jiang, if something goes wrong with so much money..."

"Don't worry, if any mistakes are made, I will be responsible for it. Just do it with confidence. I believe in you. If I didn't, I wouldn't entrust such an important matter to you." Jiang Chuyue's words put some pressure on Wu Gang and the others, but also prevented them from worrying too much about carrying a huge responsibility.

"We will do our best and will not let you down." Wu Gang took a deep breath, took a handful of silver, wrapped it carefully and held it in his arms. After he got on the donkey cart and separated from Jiang Chuyue, he was still thinking about the distribution of silver and food.

On the other side, Jiang Chuyue didn't care about the nervousness of Wu Gang and the others. She was busy understanding the current situation of the grain shop.

"There are too many people queuing up to buy grain now. If anything goes wrong, something bad might happen." Jiang Chuyue felt a headache when she saw the long queue outside the grain shop after just a peek through the gap.

"Yes, the daily supply of food is limited, but there are too many people who want to buy food. Every day when the food is sold out, there are still many people lining up. Even after the store is closed, people line up all day and all night and wait until the next day to open to grab food."

Mo Jingchun had just taken charge of the grain shop business and had encountered such a difficult situation, and he was also overwhelmed.

"It won't be a good idea to continue like this." Jiang Chuyue turned around, her eyes rolled around, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"I have discussed this with several shopkeepers and asked the servants to disperse the crowd, but as soon as the people left, the queue formed again. If this continues, something bad will happen sooner or later." Mo Jingchun and several shopkeepers thought of many ways, but they could not resist the enthusiasm of the people to stockpile and buy grain.

"How about we raise the price a little bit?" Mo Jingchun's suggestion was rejected by Jiang Chuyue as soon as he put forward it.

"Food is meant to be eaten by everyone. The current price is already very expensive for some poor families. If the price continues to rise, I'm afraid that more people will not be able to afford to eat." Jiang Chuyue was thinking about how to ensure that more people could have access to food.

Mo Jingchun did not get angry and continued, "It is not a one-time price increase, but the price increases according to the amount of grain purchased. The more you buy, the greater the price increase. In this way, not many people can continue to buy and stockpile grain."

After hearing the explanation, Jiang Chuyue pondered for a moment and still felt that something was wrong. "Manager Zhang, if I remember correctly, the county magistrate's register should record the number of people in each household, right?"

"There is indeed such a register, but ordinary people cannot see it." They haven't even concluded the business deal with the county magistrate yet, but it's not that easy to ask for benefits from him.

"If they are willing to provide the household registration books, the fees can be reduced by 10%, that is, 90%. " Jiang Chuyue knew that if she asked for the household registration books now, she would be controlled by the county magistrate and others.

But the situation now forced her to not care about so much and she had to deal with the queue outside the grain shop first.

"Yes, I will go to Tong'an Inn right now and explain the situation to Brother Wu and Brother Wen." Shopkeeper Zhang knew the importance of the matter, so he stood up and hurriedly led his people to the carriage and set off.

Jiang Chuyue and Mo Jingchun, who were left behind, were still sitting in the hall. Mo Jingchun, feeling a little uneasy, glanced at Jiang Chuyue from time to time and moved his position.

Jiang Chuyue noticed this repeatedly and couldn't help asking, "Is there something on the stool?"

"Ah? There's nothing?" Mo Jingchun was stunned for a moment before replying.

"How can you sit so restlessly without anything on you? You move from time to time. People who don't know would think there are nails on the stool." Jiang Chuyue laughed out loud halfway through her speech.

Mo Jingchun blushed when he realized that Jiang Chuyue was teasing him, but fortunately he quickly recovered and asked, "What do you plan to do with the registration book?"

"Knowing the population of each family, we naturally know how much food each family needs." Jiang Chuyue casually picked up an account book and started flipping through it.

The records in the account book were obviously written by two people. The handwriting on the top was that of Shopkeeper Zhang, and the record below was obviously that of Mo Jingchun.

"I've just learned how to keep accounts. If there's anything wrong, Chu Yue, just tell me. Don't worry about whether I'll be angry or not." Mo Jingchun really wanted to learn how to manage the grain shop seriously.

However, all she had learned since she grew up was how to kill people and complete tasks. She was not very good at doing business and had never touched it before.

"You will get good at bookkeeping if you take it slow." Jiang Chuyue put the account book on the table with her backhand, narrowed her eyes slightly, and asked the question that she had always wanted to ask but never said.

"Jingchun, I have something..."