If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

Everyone nodded after hearing this. The price of rice would go up a little at this time of year, and it would go up even more in years with bad harvests. That little salary really couldn't buy much rice.

"The princess has thought of this and has come up with a solution for the brothers. If the court's salary has not been allocated, the government office will pay the money first. If it is not enough, the princess will pay for it herself. In order to prevent the rice shops from raising prices arbitrarily, the government office will make unified purchases this time and help everyone buy some rice and flour at the most affordable price, so that we can get through this period when the new grain is harvested."

Geng Er glanced at everyone and then threw out even more shocking news: "Also, the princess has ordered that every family with a child under three years old or an elderly person over seventy years old will be given half a bushel of fine rice or fine flour. If there are no questions after I finish speaking, everyone can go to the commander's tent to line up and register."

"I'll remind you again that the elderly and children must register truthfully. If anyone makes false reports, I'll break his legs if I find out that he brought shame on me. The government will also punish him tenfold and he won't have any part in anything in the future. Do you remember that?"

Now everyone could no longer hold back their cheers. The family's biggest worry was that there would be no food for the elderly and children. Now the eldest princess had solved the problem.

Geng Er looked at the men with red eyes. The man who didn't even blink even though he was injured and bleeding couldn't help but choke up a little. "Everyone in the battalion will line up for me in a while. When you register, listen to the command and think carefully before registering. Do you understand?"

That morning, cheers were heard from time to time in the military camp of Liuzhou Prefecture, and many men could not help crying out loud.

At this time, a thin man in his thirties stood in the line and slowly moved forward with the crowd. His eyes kept dodging and hesitating as if he wanted to ask something. Chen Dayi turned around and saw his timid look, so he walked up to him and said, "Brother, if you have any questions, I can help you answer them."

The man quietly looked up at Chen Da, then quickly turned his eyes away. Seeing him like this, Chen Da thought for a moment and took the initiative to say, "If you don't want the rice and flour purchased by the government office or want less, you can tell the person in charge of registration later. You can ask for silver or rice, but you must register it clearly, so that there will be no mistakes when distributing it later, right?"

The man lowered his eyes and blinked a few times. He didn't say anything, but just moved forward much faster.

"Brother, brother, can you help me change it? I don't want money anymore. I want rice. I want rice, I want rice." A man rushed through the queue and squeezed in front of Chen Er and Xiao Wai who had just registered him and shouted.

"Sorry, it's easy to change once you've registered here." The waiter looked at the man in front of him and said hoarsely. He had been talking too much in the past two days and his throat was starting to hurt, but he still insisted on doing so in order not to affect the lady's arrangements.

"Please, just help me change it," the man continued to yell.

"It's not that we won't let you change it. You see, the data over there has already been summarized. If I change it for you, all the previous things will have to be recalculated," the waiter pointed to the two tables on the far left. Mei Ying was leading four people to check and summarize the data. Once a piece of paper was registered here, it would be quickly sent to the two tables to be divided into rice, noodles, money and other categories for summary.

This was the process that Meixiang specifically explained and rehearsed yesterday. During registration, one person is responsible for asking questions and another is responsible for registration. After registration, the information will be sent to the summary office where Meiying is responsible. The registered information will be summarized by camp and filled in a specially drawn table, which is clear and concise.

"What should I do? What should I do? Why can't it be changed? Aren't you guys cheating me?" The man sat down on the ground, slapping his thigh and shouting.

The waiter's registration of this table was interrupted by this man's behavior.

"Hey, the little brother has already said that it can't be changed, so don't bother here."

"Yes, yes, you see, we can't register you anymore if you do this."

"Oh, brother, just fix it for him. He looks so pitiful."

The soldiers who had finished registering and those who were still queuing started talking about all sorts of things, and the scene began to become a little chaotic.

Another man rushed in from the back of the team, stepped forward and kicked the man who was sitting on the ground and entangled with him: "What are you doing, kid? It's embarrassing, get back now."

"Captain, please help me plead with the young man." The man turned around and saw that it was his captain. He didn't care about the pain in his butt and hugged his legs.

"You bastard, you still have the nerve to ask me to beg for mercy. You've delayed the task at hand. Just wait and see how I'll deal with you." The battalion commander looked at his soldier and wished he could kick him again, not to mention begging for mercy.

"Brothers, I'm sorry for wasting everyone's time. This kid is ignorant and I'm going to take him back to teach him a lesson." While apologizing, he grabbed the man on the ground by the collar and dragged him out.

The waiter waved his hand nonchalantly, signaling the people behind him to go forward and continue their work. Chen Er, who was sitting next to him, was so busy that he didn't even raise his head from beginning to end.

Later, those who knew how to read and do arithmetic took the initiative to take turns to help with registration and maintain order. This greatly reduced the workload of Chen Da and his colleagues, and the registration speed was much faster. Before noon, the information of 12,000 soldiers from 80 battalions was registered. After another half an hour of work to summarize the data, they rushed to the government office without stopping.

In the government office of Liuzhou Prefecture, the owners of four rice stores were invited over early in the morning. The four of them looked at each other and sat on the chairs in the reception room, their hearts beating fast. As the old saying goes, a new emperor appoints new ministers. Although there was no notice posted to the people of the prefecture, anyone with a little connection now knew that the owner of Liuzhou Prefecture had changed.

"Brother Liu, do you know why the city lord called us here today?" After carefully looking around, the owner of Zhang's Rice Store turned around and asked in a low voice the owner of Liu's Rice Store next door.

Mr. Liu calmly sat on the chair and drank the tea in his hand. He replied without turning his head: "We just have to wait. If there is anything, the city lord will let me know."

Mr. Zhang sniffed the cigarette softly, curled his lips slightly, turned his head and said nothing more. Seeing this, the other two rice shop owners sitting below them had no choice but to continue studying the patterns on the tea bowls. For a while, the only sound in the living room was the four people drinking tea from time to time.