Chapter 27 I'll still be able to ride in a car in my lifetime
The grain clerk was known for his impartiality and incorruptibility.
For some reason, the line became a bit chaotic. Red Leaf Village, which was originally quite far away, suddenly found itself at the front of the line.
The grain clerk was clearly getting impatient, and his brows were gradually furrowing.
The village chief stepped forward somewhat uneasily: "This, this is the grain tax our village has paid this season."
The grain clerk had already given up hope. He was prepared to reach out and find another bag of damp grain, or at least something better, but still his hands would be damp.
Such grain does not meet the standards at all.
"Village chief, don't be nervous. Don't you know our food situation?"
Yin Xiaoyin said in a low voice.
The village chief of Hongye Village snapped back to reality, tapping his head. "Right," he thought, "doesn't he know the state of the grain supplies? What's he so nervous about..."
He looked at the grain clerk, rubbing his hands together, waiting for the clerk to speak.
Seeing the astronomer's surprised expression, Yin Xiaoyin had already made up her mind.
Sure enough, the grain recorder waved his hand, ordering the granary to be closed, and also recorded that the public grain task for Hongye Village was completed. However, just as the village chief of Hongye Village finally breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn around and leave, the grain recorder called him back.
"Let's stay in Red Leaf Village for a bit too."
The village chief unconsciously looked at Yin Xiaoyin, who nodded.
Next, the two stood by. By the end, the grain recorder could no longer shake his head. The past few days had been rainy, and he had his own concerns, knowing that the work of drying the autumn harvested grain would definitely be affected.
Those who were queuing in front of Red Leaf Village were now being replaced by people from other villages...
You can hide for a while, but you can't hide forever. By now, all the grain has been handed over.
None of this grain met the standards for delivery, and now, the heads of each village are standing dejectedly to the side.
They didn't want to, but they had no choice...
Yin Xiaoyin watched almost the entire process from the sidelines, and had already formed a preliminary impression of these village chiefs.
Some village chiefs are honest and directly report that the grain is not dried and the yield is insufficient. Other villages are cunning and deceitful, for example, by adding stones and sending in damp grain regardless of the circumstances.
She unconsciously moved slightly closer to her village chief and whispered, "Village chief, I'm proud of you."
The village chief of Hongye Village was somewhat bewildered. Standing there, with the grain clerk not saying anything, he was feeling uneasy and subconsciously asked, "Huh?"
Yin Xiaoyin lowered her voice: "You are very principled, and you must continue to uphold that in the future."
The grain dryer should be put to use soon.
Where there are benefits, there will inevitably be more temptations ahead.
The village chief was a little confused, but he still proudly puffed out his chest: "I'm an honest man, I say what I mean and what I say."
Yin Xiaoyin smiled gently and continued to look at him.
The grain clerk had a headache. Almost all the grain delivered by the villages today was substandard. If there were only a few of these grains, it wouldn't be a problem, but now, with this much grain, who would dare to continue taking responsibility?
They're probably courting death.
However, when his eyes met those of Yin Xiaoyin, his gaze suddenly lit up. Although the grain in Hongye Village was not as reported, at least it met the dryness standard.
This matter needs to be reported.
Yin Xiaoyin remained calm and composed; she knew that the initiative was already in her hands.
Sure enough, the grain clerk said something to the others, then ran towards them and said, "You, come with me for a moment."
The village chief of Hongye Village glanced at Yin Xiaoyin, and the two followed.
In the office, the grain clerk first reported on the grain collection situation, and the grain station manager's face was already darker than a storm cloud: "Then what do you suggest we do?"
The grain clerk hurriedly reported the unusual situation in Hongye Village, and sure enough, the grain station manager's expression softened.
The grain clerk breathed a sigh of relief; he certainly knew how to speak tactfully...
The village chief of Hongye Village had met the head of the grain station before, but he was just a village chief, yet he treated a grain clerk with utmost respect, fearing any mistake in the grain distribution would be a serious matter...
Not to mention the grain station chief. He only remembered that once the grain station chief was wearing a Zhongshan suit and looked extremely imposing. He was scolding someone, and he felt that when he talked to him, he would tremble involuntarily.
He tugged at Yin Xiaoyin: "This stationmaster has a bad temper, so you'd better be careful."
Yin Xiaoyin nodded obediently.
The two entered the house, where large characters were painted on the back of the gray-white walls: "Grain production is a matter of national importance and people's livelihood."
The grain station chief, who was usually short-tempered, forced a smile and said, "I'd like to ask about the grain delivery situation in your village. I wonder if it would be convenient for us to discuss this?"
Holding the water poured by the grain recorder, who usually had to carefully consider his words, the village chief of Hongye Village felt that his life had been truly worthwhile.
"Convenient, convenient, of course it's convenient."
He quickly agreed.
"Wasn't your village affected by the weather? Xiao Zhao told me that only your village's grain was dry enough."
The village chief, already prepared, tactically took a sip of water, swallowed, and calmed himself before continuing, "My village was also affected. We were about the same as everyone else, but our village's educated youth, Yin Xiaoyin, is amazing. She made a grain..."
He couldn't quite recall the name for a moment, so he looked to Yin Xiaoyin, who was sitting upright to the side, for help.
Yin Xiaoyin: "Grain dryer."
The grain station manager hadn't paid much attention to Yin Xiaoyin before, but now that his gaze fell on her, he clicked his tongue in amazement and said, "How come your posture is more upright than mine, a soldier of more than ten years?"
Yin Xiaoyin: "I'm just used to sitting like this."
Everything about robots is meticulous and precise, including their posture and how they stand and sit. Their precision in all things is also innate.
The grain station chief tapped his fingers lightly on the table. No one spoke; no one wanted to disturb the chief's thoughts.
In a short while.
"Would it be convenient for you to take me to see it?"
Yin Xiaoyin looked at the village chief of Hongye Village, who immediately felt very proud. This thing was originally made by Xiaoyin, but now she had handed over the power she held to him.
"Of course, of course you can..."
The village chief stammered.
The grain depot manager immediately stood up: "Go now, Xiao Zhao, you, you go prepare the vehicle..."
He was referring to his own Hongqi car.
The village chief stood up, swayed slightly, and unconsciously murmured, "I... I'm lucky enough to ride in a car in my entire life."
Yin Xiaoyin remained calm. Her family was well-off; back in Beidu, the Liang family also owned a car, the fashionable Hongqi brand.
The grain station manager chuckled at the village chief's words and patted him on the shoulder: "This vehicle is even more dizzying than a tractor..."
"You're not even as calm as a young girl..."
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