Not only that, the people of Dingshui Village were even digging up tree roots and leaves in the mountains to eat, which was hardly the reaction of someone who had received a large amount of grain and gold.

That's really strange, where did that batch of things go?

Filled with endless doubts, Constable Wang and his officers emerged from the ancestral hall.

Seeing that they were empty-handed, Village Chief Li felt a sense of relief. He smiled ingratiatingly and approached Constable Wang, saying, "Officer, you've searched the village, but we really can't produce that much grain. You see..."

Head Constable Wang glanced at the hoes and clubs in Liu Erleng and the others' hands, and his original intention to show off his power vanished. "Don't think you can avoid paying just because you can't afford it. If you can't pay this year, you'll have to make up for it next year. There's no reason for you not to pay."

"Yes, yes, as long as God grants us food, we will definitely pay the grain tax!" Village Chief Li said immediately.

Whether we can actually hand it over or not, let's just get rid of these guys first.

After saying a few more words, Chief Constable Wang led his group of officers out of the village, with Village Chief Li and his men following behind.

They wouldn't feel at ease unless they personally saw the person off.

Jiang Qinyu, who was at the back of the crowd, whispered to Shufan and Pan'er, "You two go home first, Auntie has some things to take care of."

While the villagers' attention was still on the officials, Jiang Qinyu ran to the ancestral hall and put the supplies back.

Fortunately, her space is large enough. When she collected the supplies, she placed them in the two areas of her space as they were. Now, she can put them back in order without making a mistake.

When she came out of the ancestral hall, she ran into Village Chief Li and his group.

When Village Chief Li saw her, he asked anxiously, "Niece, didn't they discover the cellar in our ancestral hall?"