For several days in a row, Fang Zhengyi sent people to throw sand into the soup kitchen outside the city, causing complaints from the victims outside the city.
However, the effect is remarkable. There are fewer people who can barely afford to eat and have to eat and drink for free.
In addition, Fang Zhengyi asked for food and drink in different ways every day, and the small group of people in the government office were too lazy to hide it.
He simply gave up on the food he had been eating before. Although the food in the mansion now was not luxurious, it was definitely much better than when Fang Zhengyi first came.
There was also a special kind of appreciation in Liu Xun's eyes when he looked at Fang Zhengyi.
Such a scumbag is really rare.
However...the bigger the flaws in human nature, the easier it is to exploit them.
On this day, Fang Zhengyi was leisurely eating snacks under the envious gazes of many clerks in the household registration office.
From time to time, someone swallowed their saliva. Everyone saw how this gentleman behaved on weekdays.
Not only does he eat better than others, but he can also make some delicious snacks every day.
Fortunately, he is very picky and usually gets tired of the food after two bites and just gives it to others.
Now it's everyone's turn to perform.
Whoever performs well will generally receive a dessert.
As expected, Fang Zhengyi just took two bites of the date cake and frowned, "It's so rough... This kind of food makes my throat hurt."
"Come... let me test you. How long will the food in this granary last? If you answer correctly, you will get a snack!"
"Eighteen days!"
"Eighteen days!"
"Twenty-five days!"
"Hmm?" Fang Zheng glanced at the one who said eighteen days.
"Xiao Li, how could you make a mistake in your calculation? Can't you remember the daily grain output figures?"
Xiao Li smiled and said, "Sir, you don't know that the grain stored in the granary is definitely not enough. We are not raising taxes, but today is the day to collect grain from the people!"
"The specific number hasn't been reported yet, but I think we can at least hold out for seven more days!"
"Yes! That makes sense! This plate of snacks is yours. Where can we collect food? I have nothing to do, so I might as well go out and take a look."
Xiao Li stood up and happily took the plate of date cakes handed to him by Fang Zhengyi.
"It's not far from the outskirts of the city. There was one today! If you walk two or three miles out of the city, you should be able to see it!"
"The last time was a month ago."
Fang Zheng smiled.
After waiting for such a long time, the government finally came to collect grain. I don’t know how many tricks there are. I have to show him clearly this time.
"Not bad, you know everything. Then you can accompany me for a walk later!"
Xiao Li stuffed his mouth with snacks and nodded.
After finishing their meal, the two men rode their horses to the grain collection point outside the city.
At this time, the people who came to weigh the grain had already lined up in a long queue. Each of them was pale and skinny, dragging a bag of grain in their hands, waiting for the government to finish weighing and take it away.
The grain collector waved his whip and kept shouting and cursing at the head of the team.
The people poured the grain in their bags into the official measure and began to weigh it. There were scales on the measure, and the position of the rice indicated how many kilograms it weighed.
When the grain collector saw Fang Zheng coming, he immediately said in a flattering manner, "Sir Fang! What are you doing here?"
"Well, look, you do your thing."
The grain collector nodded and stepped back to continue collecting grain.
Fang Zhengyi and Xiao Li stood aside.
At this time, a woman in tattered dress, with a sad face, holding her child, brought a bag of food.
The grain collector poured the grain into the official measure and said loudly, "Remember! Forty-five catties, five catties short!"
"Go ahead and register your household registration! You have three days to get it all ready!"
The woman's originally wooden expression suddenly became lively.
Grief, pain, and grievance all surged up at once.
She cried, "Master! This is impossible! I have carefully measured it several times at home, and it is definitely not wrong. It must be 50 kilograms! Can you take another look, take another look?"
The grain collector glanced at the woman and said with a smile, "Good! The government must be clear about the grain it collects and weigh it carefully."
Fang Zhengyi watched from the side with his eyes narrowed.
After the grain collector finished speaking, he dug a few times in the grain pile, kicked the official measure, and shouted again: "Remember! Thirty-eight catties! Twelve catties short!"
The woman was struck by lightning and burst into tears instantly.
Two tear grooves appeared on his dirty face.
Then he knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and the child in his arms cried loudly: "Master...Master...it must be wrong, wrong."
"I weighed it at home and it is really 50 kilograms... I can't be wrong..."
The woman knelt on the ground, kowtowed and repeated those words over and over again.
The grain collector was impatient: "I've already weighed it for you twice, and you still dare to make up rumors! Get out of here now, or don't blame me for being rude!"
After saying that, he shook the whip, and there was a snapping sound in the air.
The woman seemed not to hear anything and continued to kowtow and mutter to herself.
The grain collector's face changed and he swung the whip at the woman.
But as soon as he raised his hand high, someone grabbed it.
Fang Zhengyi grabbed the grain collector's hand and cursed, "Why are you in such a hurry? Weigh it again for her!"
"Fuck! If everyone does things like you, will Lord Liu still have any face left?"
The grain collector stepped back in embarrassment.
Fang Zhengyi looked down at the woman and said with a smile, "Get up and stop making trouble. I will help you weigh it again."
After saying that, he turned around and walked to the official measure, stirred the rice pile like the grain collector, and then kicked the official measure hard.
"Thirty-six pounds!"
Then there was another kick, and the food sank a little more.
Then the weight hit the bucket three times in succession, and finally stopped at 30 jin and couldn't go down any further.
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