Jia Amnesty, Duke Rong of the Red Chamber

Jia Daishan saw Yao Qianshu waving from afar, and said calmly, "Don't you think you're busy with business?"

It's hard to say what kind of steamed buns have been steamed.

"Probably something urgent." Jia She smiled apologetically, greeted Shi Hou and his son, and trotted over, "Mr. Yao, what's the matter?"

"You'll know when you come with me." Yao Qianshu led him to the granary. Zhao Shu was running around in a hurry. When he saw Jia Amnesty, he hurried up to greet him. , I told them not to bring it in later, so as not to be unclear."

I met a shameless person, and said that you had moldy rice in Curry, and you planted them.

It is said to be food and grass, but in fact there is not much food in this batch of military supplies. There are more winter clothes, fodder for horses, etc. Even if the other things are not moldy rice, each bag of this batch is a fixed stone, about a hundred catties. Ten stone moldy rice is also amazing.

And regardless of the quantity, even if it is a bag or a bowl, you may eat the dead.

"Fuck him." Jia She was furious, and said after cursing, "You did a good job, make them all stop. Come here! Inspect the rice! Inspect all of them!"

As long as he. Mom knows that this soft bag uncle is unreliable, he must have been fooled again.

The movement in the granary was so loud that it was impossible not to disturb Jia Daishan. Jia Daishan invited Shi Hou and his son to sit in the tent and drink tea, but privately ordered them to be guarded, and hurried to meet with Jia She, "What happened?"

Jia She told him about the moldy rice, "A stone of rice is only a few taels of silver, and this kind of silver is black."

"What you see is the market price. Do you know how much the rice is quoted by the Ministry of Households?" Jia Daishan is more stable than him, "Even if you only make a small profit, it is enough to add the filial money of the imperial merchant. Now I just I can think of three possibilities, one is that there is a problem with the rice supplied by the imperial merchant, and the other is that the people in the household department are too dark. The third is that someone tampered with it on the way, which one do you think it is?"

"One is very unlikely. It was found out to be the crime of all the vegetables in the market. As for the last two." After thinking about it, Jia She said, "Zhao Shu, take a bowl of moldy rice, cook porridge and send it to Baolinghou and his son. , They have worked hard on the road, and they can breathe slowly with a hot drink."

Jia Daishan didn't stop him, but suddenly asked Jia She, "What would you do if His Majesty specially ordered someone to prepare moldy rice?"

That's really amazing. There are nomadic friends like tigers and wolves in the front, and teammates like pigs and dogs in the back. How alive is it?

After Jia She heard the if, he twitched the corners of his mouth perfunctorily, "Then cook an egg and fried moldy rice for myself, and go on my own way after eating, what the hell is there to do. Hmm!"

"For the last time, I heard you swearing again. I'm really welcome. The beating didn't hurt enough last time, did it?" Jia Daishan pinched his cheek and squeezed it hard, "I'm used to you, look at it." How do other people's sons do it?"

"Hiss." Jia Amnesty rubbed his cheeks, and replied angrily, "You should be gentle, you must be blushing. He wants you to find him as your son."

He was already upset about the mildewed rice, yet Jia Daishan insisted on comparing him to Shi Dabi, which was annoying.

Jia Daishan raised his hands, seeing the goblin beside him, he put them down again in a daze.

As a father, it's okay to hit him, but I'm afraid that the goblin will come in to comfort and coax people. In comparison, he will appear to be a strict father.How could the fragile father-son relationship withstand the goblin's provocation for many years.

Yao Qianshu really stretched out his dog's paw, and rubbed it in front of his own father in broad daylight.

Fortunately, Jia Amnesty still had a clear mind, so he lifted his hand and said, "Don't make trouble, you go back first."

After thinking about it, he said, "You don't have to wait for me to eat lunch."

"Yeah." Ever since Jia She complained about domineering, Yao Qianshu was as obedient as that little sapling, doing whatever he asked her to do.

Out of sight, out of mind, without him dangling in front of his eyes, Jia Daishan calmed down, and Jia Amnesty stared at him for inspection.

And not only to look outside, but also to dig out to see the rice inside. The vacant guys came to help. They have cooking experience all the year round, and sometimes they don’t need to touch it, just smell it and know the rice mold.

The final inspection result was that one-third was moldy rice.

Jia Daishan almost thought he heard it wrong. Even if he was far away at the border, there were no people in Beijing, especially the Ministry of War. Crying poor, the Ministry of War also has a few people from Jia Daishan's side who can help take care of it.

What is the concept of one-third?That is, when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, Jia Daishan’s four camps plus the pioneer camp will have to kill half of the people in the camp, and the remaining one camp will die, depending on the individual’s physical fitness and toughness.

If all this rice was given to Qianyue, all of Jia Daishan's cronies would be dead without waiting for the beginning of spring.

"It's really a bold person with a high level of art." Jia She couldn't help but sneered, "It's unbelievable, amazing. What's going on in this person's mind?"

As a tree, Yao Qianshu didn't mind moldy rice. Seeing that Jia Amnesty had to worry about these things again, he said, "I'll pay for how much money it takes to exchange these rice."

It is not a problem that money can solve.

Jia She could be very moved, and then flatly refused, "It's not about the money."

"Gold is fine too."

"Did you do it on purpose!" Jia Amnesty wanted to blow his hair again, Yao Qianshu wasn't really stupid at the moment, he was just telling a bad joke.

"Well, on purpose." Yao Qianshu smiled, "You are busy with your work, so tell me if you want money."

"Then you find a place to shake it a little more first." Jia Amnesty turned his head away from his face and urged Zhao Shu, "The porridge is not ready yet? It doesn't matter if it's not cooked, serve them with some pickles."

Eat dates, pills.

But for the sake of his beautiful daughter-in-law, Jia Shizi himself felt that he could still save it a little bit.

Shi Hou and his son were sitting comfortably in the tent feeling the fresh breath of the grassland when they saw Jia She leading someone to serve them food, "Uncle and cousin both tasted something new, they learned from the milk made by people from Beidi. Congee, it’s just that our guys here have good craftsmanship, and it doesn’t have any fishy smell.”

Shi Hou was very appreciative, and held up his chopsticks expectantly, "Seeing that you are doing well here, I am also relieved. Go back and report to your mother, so that she will be less worried."

If my mother finds out that you gave me moldy rice, she will beat you to death, believe it or not.

"Big cousin, don't be polite." Jia Amnesty persuaded him with a smile, although he knew that the truth was not clear and it was not good to vent his anger, but he still wished he could put cousin Shi's face in the bowl.

Shi Da took a few sips, and when he saw that Jia Daishan was not there, he began to be picky, "If you ask me, it's much worse than the small kitchen in our house. The barbarian food is just bad. This porridge doesn't even have the fragrance of milk, but even the slightest fragrance of rice. nothing."

Jia She said, "It's okay to drink as usual, maybe the rice is different. I specially ordered them to make porridge with the new rice that my cousin sent this time."

"Pfft!" Shi Da sprayed immediately, covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and spit out all the porridge in his mouth. Seeing Shi Hou glaring at him with dissatisfaction, he said in embarrassment, "I'm rude, I accidentally choked on it."

"It's all my own, so it doesn't matter if you choke. Since the eldest cousin doesn't like it, I asked them to do it again. Change the cook, and I will punish him for the previous one. The newly sent rice can't even make rice fragrance. Oh, the craftsmanship is in a mess." Jia She said, "What would my cousin want to eat, how about fried rice with eggs?"

No matter how stupid Shi Hou was, he would realize that something was wrong, put down the half-drinked porridge in his hand and said, "Xie Er, if you have something to say, just say it, you are all from your own family, why do you need to make such detours."

Jia She suppressed the smile on his face, "Uncle should ask the eldest cousin. The eldest cousin obviously knows the inside story, and I hope you can tell me how the moldy rice came about."

"Moldy rice?!" Shi Hou was startled, "Is there any misunderstanding? I checked it myself before leaving."

"Yes, it's all recorded in the booklet, and even if it's moldy rice, how could it be so easy for you to find out, wouldn't it be better to be in the middle." Shi Da's eyes fluttered, and Shi Hou's words were stolen.

"I don't know about that." Jia She said, "We can't collect this batch of grain and grass. Uncle and cousin are going back to the capital with their things."

Shihou immediately stood up in a hurry, "I came here under the command of the Holy Spirit, what do you mean going back with something?"

"Holy order is the moldy rice from uncle?" Jia She raised his eyes and looked at him, "I don't need to rush the [-] miles, I will leave immediately to meet His Majesty in the capital, just ask yes or no."

Even if it was really moldy rice that someone sent today, he would not say yes.

Shihou is over 40 years old this year, and this is the second time he has met Jia She, and he has a feeling of powerlessness similar to being old. He accompanied his elders and said face-to-face, "Shee, just tell me what you want me to do, I am an old man!" Stupid people are no more capable than your father and son."

"Uncle, go out and have a look first, to see if I'm lying to you." Jia She said to Shihou, but his eyes were fixed on Shi Da, seeing that he kept his head down, "Deducting food and salary is a capital crime. Who is it, making a fuss here to fill his own pockets, and what happened to Tai Zong in the end?"

Tai/Zu, Tai. Zong, next is Jinshang, so these things are not too long ago, and Shihou has seen it with his own eyes.

In the end, the male family who was cut off by the emperor/zong, the female relatives were filled with humble status and served as slaves and handmaids.

Shihou thought his son was scared, he was distressed, and he didn't like his uselessness, so he discussed with Jia She, "Why do you say this to scare people, don't I know the pros and cons? Your cousin is not like you, he has no experience. Son. I'll go out with you to have a look, and then make a decision, let him rest here."

"Big cousin just stay here and drink the porridge. Don't let me down. The pickled vegetables from our gang leader army are really amazing, much better than the ones in Lu'anju." Jia She said earnestly, There was a chill in his tone, "Big cousin, see you later."

When Shi Hou saw those piles of moldy rice with his own eyes, his last hope was shattered, and he handed over his hands to apologize to Jia Daishan, with the same line, "Brother-in-law, I am the one who failed you."

Jia Daishan's attitude was obviously friendlier than that of Jia Amnesty, so he helped him up and said, "Brother explained everything about this errand clearly from the beginning to the end, let's go through it together and see what the problem is."