When Liang Chuan came out of the county master's living room, Li Chengfu was anxiously waiting outside, pacing, his expression was very anxious.

"Lao Li!" Liang Chuan took a look, why did this kid listen to the corner of the door every time.

When Li Chengfu saw that this kid had come out, he rubbed his hands and asked eagerly, "How is it?" Are all the heads still done? ”

Liang Chuan said a little embarrassedly: "I asked the magistrate for another seven hundred yuan, then it would be inappropriate." ”

"You!" Li Chengfu was so angry that he slapped Liang Chuan directly on the back of the head, Liang Chuan moved quickly, and his head shrank and flashed.

"I always thought you were a character, but I didn't expect seven hundred guan to send you away, do you know, when you become the head of the capital, there are dozens of seven hundred guan!" Li Chengfu hated iron and scolded steel.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Yan Que knew the ambition of the bird, Liang Chuan could only respond to Li Chengfu with a smile, and it was useless to explain.

"I have booked a table in Jinzhu today, a large group of brothers are waiting to give you this new head pick-up, they are all iron buddies on the road, I want to know you, but you are good, you don't want to take seven hundred yuan with a hot brain, a table of good wine and food is a pity for Lao Tzu's silver, alas!" Li Chengfu still looked at Liang Chuan hatefully, and Liang Chuan looked straight at him.

"Lao Li, I have received your wishes, I don't want to do this job and tie myself up, the world is so big that I still need to go out."

"Okay, okay." Li Chengfu directly interrupted Liang Chuan's words, "You can recruit as much as you like, I can't control you." He knew that Liang Chuan had the ability, so he understood that young people don't know the hardships of life, now that you are tossing, you will know that you will regret it when you are old.

A scribe came to greet Liang Chuan, "Liang Chuan, follow me to the treasury to get the silver." "Seven hundred guan is about to arrive, plus three hundred guan silver during the day, how can I pull it back later."

"Lao Li, can you help me call a groom, I can't carry a thousand pieces of silver." Li Chengfu gave him a blank look, "You wait here, I'll arrange it." ”

In addition to the row houses where the scribes work next to the patio, the county government extended back and added three rooms, one of which did not even have a window lattice. The tax silver collected by the county every year, and the silk and silk are all placed here, which is an important place in the county government. There was a thick brass lock stuck in the door, but the stirrups were shiny and shiny, and at first glance it was often opened and closed.

The scribe took out a long key from his waist, pulled it into the lock, and the lock slammed open, and the door of the storehouse slowly opened, and he saw that the tiger he had killed was already lying in it.

Damn, you're moving pretty fast, the tigers have moved in, so I can't help it. Liang Chuan looked around, and the warehouse was full of boxes, neatly stacked. The scribe took an account book, walked to an old wooden box, and said to Liang Chuan, "Open it." ”

Liang Chuan walked to the box in a hurry, the mouth of the box was almost stained with ashes, Liang Chuan blew a breath, and the dust flew all over the sky, floating on the scribe's face, almost lost his eyes, and the scribe was so angry that he blew his beard. Liang Chuan's fists can fight tigers, but the scribe doesn't dare to spread wild in front of him, these martial artists are the most unreasonable, and if they don't get angry, they will kill people.

The box was opened with a bang, and a whole box of official silver! Liang Chuan looked a little dry, three hundred times to look at it was exciting enough, a whole box of copper coins was even more shocking, Liang Chuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. The scribe glanced at Liang Chuan's expression, and secretly sneered in his heart: After all, he is from the countryside.

"There is a root in the wall, you weigh it yourself, take another seven hundred guan, and the remaining three hundred guan have already been weighed during the day today." The scribe said contemptuously.

To say that the Great Song Dynasty is true, the output of copper coins is so high, although the copper coins are mixed with a lot of iron, but the output alone is too amazing, hundreds of dollars are so much copper in front of them, what if it is calculated according to 100 million? How big does that have to be?

Liang Chuan ran to the wall, and came back with a blank look on his face, and the copper coins were not counted. With the scale. He fiddled with this thing for a while, and it wouldn't work...

"What? You don't even know how to use a scale? So what do you plant? The scribe rebuked.

"You don't need to call the land." Liang Chuan also said.

These copper coins are all standard, and it stands to reason that you will know how many you need to count seven hundred yuan, but the practice of this official book is a bit special, that is, you have to put a few on it one by one, for fear of taking more, Liang Chuan looked at his clumsy calculation method from the side, and he was so anxious. Now that the sky is about to get dark, what should I do if I walk the dark road with a huge amount of money and encounter a robbery.

If Liang Chuan's thoughts are known to others, it is estimated that he will be blinded again, this fucking tiger has killed you, who is so short-sighted that you rob your way, and you will have a long life?

Li Chengfu called an ox cart, and the driver was as old as the third uncle, with a wrinkled face and dark skin, waiting quietly outside the warehouse.

The scribe picked and said that these hundreds of pounds of silver, in exchange for dozens of catties, he was not afraid of the lack of catties, he was afraid of giving more Liang Chuan money, and when these silver coins were shipped to the state in the future, the reconciliation could not be reconciled, and the deficit would have to be made up by himself. After checking it several times, he muttered in his mouth before letting Liang Chuan move the silver.

Liang Chuan hummed and moved several times, and on the last trip, he took a large string of money and stuffed it into the hands of the scribe, and the scribe was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled, and an old chrysanthemum bloomed in an instant. This kid is quite on the road, and his attitude towards Liang Chuan has changed greatly.

There is also a plaque in the warehouse that is a tiger hero, which was also awarded to Liang Chuan, and Liang Chuan wrapped a red cloth and carried it to the ox cart.

The coachman had never seen so much silver in his life, and his mind was confused, looking at Liang Chuan's eyes with admiration, when would he be able to save so much money with this old cow. Can't even think of me.

Liang Chuan sat in a carriage, and the body was covered with a cloth, and his wealth was not exposed. Tell the coachman to go to his shop, Ye Xiaochai will close the shop, and take her back in the ox cart together.

The old coachman waved the bullwhip, and there was a bit of chatter along the way, saying that he saw the big tiger on the street today, and how such a big tiger could be killed by a big official alone, I really couldn't believe it.

Liang Chuan chatted with the old coachman, and soon arrived at the Fengshan intersection. Ye Xiaochai was closing the shop with the door panel, and the handlebar pulled the ox rope, and the ox cart stopped. Ye Xiaochai saw that his owner was actually in the car, wearing a new red dress, and he looked dignified, and thought that his eyes were flowery, and he rubbed it, looking a little stupid.

"Xiao Hai, why are you stunned, hurry up and go back with my car." Liang Chuan saw that Ye Xiaochai was in a daze, and said her sentence.

Ye Xiaochai was said by Liang Chuan, his face was slightly hot, he covered his face, hurriedly closed the door, and danced into the ox cart.

According to her understanding of Liang Chuan, something 'good' must have happened today.

"Dongjia, you are dressed so suadly today, it shouldn't be that you went to the Qinglou to find a good match."

Liang Chuan pointed to the back of the car and motioned for Ye Xiaochai to look over. Ye Xiaochai pointed along Liang Chuan and looked over, and as soon as Liang Chuan lifted the cover, Ye Xiaochai almost blinded.

"The proprietor ... This.... Are you going to the bandits' den again? Ye Xiaochai remembered that Liang Chuan made a windfall in Dashu Mountain at that time, and it was not right to look at this frame, as for dressing so heroically...

"Girl, your owner didn't go to the thief's den, he went to the tiger's den, the tiger of five hundred catties, your owner cleaned it up alone, and went to Xinghua to parade the street today." The coachman said.

"What? Tiger! "Ye Xiaochai has never seen a real tiger, but she also knows what it is, it is even more terrifying than a bandit.

"Go back and talk slowly, your ass moves to my side, don't fall down." Ye Xiaochai couldn't let go, but as soon as Liang Chuan said it, he almost moved into Liang Chuan's arms, and ate Liang Chuan's tofu openly, but Liang Chuan couldn't let go of it a little, and his face was straight.

He Baozheng left them behind, and he and He Baozheng hadn't seen each other for more than 20 years, looking at their respective circumstances, several people were full of emotion in their hearts. Li Chuyi completely changed as a person, and after a few words with Nihu, he stopped talking. It is not easy for a few people, so He Baozheng is still the same, and the others are not as good as day by day.

Yi Niang was so happy today, she moved out all the things that could be eaten at home, the wine and meat were the ground, and even the kimchi made by Yang Xiu opened the lid of the tank in advance today, and a lot of kimchi came out to accompany the dishes.

Several mountain people lived a very hard life, they didn't expect that the ordinary people under the mountain had already lived such a life, looking at the table full of wine and meat one by one, their throats kept stirring. They looked at Liang Chuan's dress, and they still lived in someone's ancestral hall, thinking that this Liang Chuan was also a distressed household. Even the displaced households under the mountain can live this kind of life, and the suffering mountain people on the mountain still wear their belts and look forward to a full bite of food every day.

Liang Chuan sat in an ox cart and finally arrived home. He also gave the coachman a silver ingot, the coachman was so frightened, he didn't dare to accept such a large silver ingot, and shouted in his mouth: "Official, there are too many, too many, the little old man is enough to give a few copper coins for the car, but he doesn't dare to collect so much money from the official." ”

"Take it." Liang Chuan shoehorned it into the coachman, and the coachman accepted it tremblingly. Liang Chuan sighed, the scribe received it with peace of mind, and felt that he owed him, and this honest working people, relying on their own labor, they were satisfied with just getting what they deserved, the gap.

Liang Chuan beckoned a few women to help carry down the copper bills in the car and unload them, move them home and hide them, there is no safe at home, it is really inconvenient to hide so much money.

There is no way to hang this plaque now, and when the new house is built and hung in the hall, it is a bit majestic to think about it.