Reborn to face famine, I brought a space full of supplies!

Mo Jingchun pulled her into the shop. When he turned around, he saw Jiang Chuyue still looking at the situation outside the shop. He knew what Jiang Chuyue was thinking.

"Don't even think about it. I've tried to persuade these people countless times, but they just agreed to leave and then lined up here again. As long as one person doesn't leave, they're afraid of being at a disadvantage and won't want to leave."

Speaking of this, Mo Jingchun also felt a headache, "The registration books from the government office have not been delivered yet, and the time for delivering grain is approaching. They are not planning to wait until that day to deliver the registration books, are they?"

"According to the methods and practices of our county magistrate, he will probably have to hand over the goods before he can hand over the household register." Jiang Chuyue's expression was a little cold. She had dealt with the county magistrate for many times, and she had figured out some of his temper.

Ever since he suffered a loss at the hands of Jiang Chuyue, the magistrate wanted to trip up Jiang Chuyue and make her suffer as well.

However, now the people from Shuiyun Pavilion are begging Jiang Chuyue to cooperate with them. Even though the county magistrate is dissatisfied with Jiang Chuyue, he dare not show it too much.

But he always likes to cause trouble for Jiang Chuyue over these little things.

"Send a message to the county magistrate. If the register cannot be delivered today, the grain delivered will be reduced by 10%. For every day of delay, 10% of the grain will be sold to the people."

Jiang Chuyue would not tolerate the magistrate's disgusting tricks.

Not to mention that now that he is the county magistrate, they have no choice but to cooperate with Jiang Chuyue. Even if they are evenly matched with Shuiyun Pavilion, Jiang Chuyue will not tolerate others stepping on his head.

After hearing Jiang Chuyue's words, Mo Jingchun's face almost broke with laughter, "I'll send someone to deliver a message right away."

He immediately found a servant to deliver the letter. In order to annoy the county magistrate, he deliberately chose the nephew of Manager Zhang, who used to work in the government office.

After returning, Mo Jingchun couldn't help but continue to complain, "You didn't know when you were away, this county magistrate is really disgusting."

Balabala and Jiang Chuyue have been complaining about a long list of things. The general meaning is that Mo Jingchun was originally from Shuiyun Pavilion, but he worked for Jiang Chuyue and was unwilling to seek benefits for Shuiyun Pavilion.

The magistrate was very dissatisfied with Mo Jingchun's behavior, and would send people from time to time to try to persuade Mo Jingchun. When he failed to persuade him, he became angry and always made trouble for Mo Jingchun.

For this purpose, Mo Jingchun has run to the yamen countless times in the past two days.

"You don't have to be so polite. I'll take care of it if anything goes wrong. Anyway, he doesn't have to sit in the position of county magistrate." Jiang Chuyue didn't even raise her head.

Mo Jingchun asked with some surprise, "Chu Yue, aren't you worried that if something happens to him, the Pavilion Master will come to trouble you?"

"Do you think Mr. Liu will completely break up with me for such a person?" Jiang Chuyue raised her head and looked at Mo Jingchun, her eyes full of determination.

Although Mo Jingchun was a little unsure, he was still shocked by Jiang Chuyue's attitude.

"If you say so, then I won't hold back." Mo Jingchun said tentatively.

"Let's save his life for now, otherwise we will have to replace someone to hand over the grain later, which will be really troublesome." Jiang Chuyue lowered her head and continued to check the account book.

After Mo Jingchun realized the severity of the attack, he wanted to retaliate severely and didn't care whether Jiang Chuyue was still there.

After saying this, he hurriedly left the shop.

As for what she was doing, Jiang Chuyue didn't ask and didn't want to ask.

*

"Boss Jiang, we went to the refugee camp these two days to count the number of people and the specific situation in the refugee camp." After Manager Wu and his men received the news, they hurried back from the refugee camp.

Grain shops would give alms in refugee camps, so it was not difficult for them to find out the number of people and situation in the camps, but it was a bit complicated.

Fortunately, they had quite a few people, and they worked hard to complete all the arrangements and preparations that needed to be made before Jiang Chuyue arrived.

"The equipment and farm tools needed to cultivate the fields have already been purchased, and some more will be delivered by the blacksmith shop tomorrow." Manager Wen also explained the part he was responsible for.

A booklet was handed over, which recorded the purchased items.

Jiang Chuyue quickly looked through the several booklets they had recorded, making sure that they had prepared almost everything they needed. She closed the booklet, and finally there was a smile on her face.

"You have done a good job. The preparations are almost complete. But there is one thing left. If we let them start working now, I'm afraid they won't be able to last long with the thin porridge they drink every day."

Jiang Chuyue was very thoughtful and took the refugees into consideration. "Their health is not good due to long-term travel and hunger. Starting tomorrow, we will gradually add more nutritious food to their diet. As for the men in charge of reclamation, we must make sure they are well fed."

"Yes, I'll count the remaining food later and make sure they have enough to eat tomorrow." Shopkeeper Wu nodded and agreed.

"Also, those who are sick need more care." Jiang Chuyue did not give up on those with physical problems. "Those who are capable should work harder. The more they do, the more money they can earn. If they don't do much but are willing to help, they can be paid according to their labor income or let them earn enough to eat."

Although Jiang Chuyue was soft-hearted, she never thought of abandoning everyone in the refugee camp.

But she still has a lot of things to do now, and it is impossible for her to help everyone unconditionally. More importantly, if she gives money equally to everyone, it will only make those who work hard feel unfair.

That's why this arrangement was made.

Although several shopkeepers felt that some people were really pitiful, not everyone in the refugee camp was willing to work hard to earn money to make their lives better. "Boss, there is one thing I may need to remind you of. Many people in the refugee camp just want to survive on the porridge donated every day."

As he spoke, he pointed to the booklet that Jiang Chuyue was holding in his hand, "We have simply counted the people who are willing to work, but there are still some who are unwilling to work. I wonder if we should continue to donate money in the future?"

"There is no need to stop giving alms for the time being." Jiang Chuyue still thought everything was too idealistic. Some people were willing to work hard for a better life, while others just muddled along.

"If there are people who really don't want to go, there's no need to force them. Just let them stay in the refugee camp." Jiang Chuyue raised her hand and took out the booklet that Manager Wu had just mentioned. She turned to the back and saw several pages of names.