The speed of the yacht was controlled at about five or six knots. They were afraid of hitting other small boats in the inland river.
There were many small fishing boats in the Ba River. They cast their spinning nets.
Usually, there were only husband and wife on the fishing boats. There were no children to help, so they were all sent to school.
Bamboo hats and raincoats were placed in the boat. Life jackets made of bamboo were worn on the body.
It would rain today, so there was no dew. The morning glow was charming.
Under normal circumstances, the air pressure was low. Fish walked up from the bottom of the water. The holes in the spinning nets were big, so small fish were not wanted.
When the air pressure was normal, small holes were used to catch fish that could not grow.
When the fish were caught, the quantity was enough. They rowed the boat to the Li Family Zhuangzi and sold them.
The price of the fish in the Li Family Zhuangzi was 5% to 10% lower than the price in the east and west of Chang 'an. The fishermen were still willing to sell to the Li Family Zhuangzi.
They did not need to bring the fish to sell. It saved time. After selling a batch, they could get another batch later.
"Li Dongzhu, do you want fish? I just caught a net. It's free. "A fishing boat in front of them saw the yacht and shouted.
Li Yi pulled the blushing Princess Yongmu to the deck and shouted back, "Sell Zhuangzi. I don't want it now."
"Li Dongzhu, do you want snails? I have half a basket. It's free. "Another person with a long pole net shouted.
"Wait a minute. Stop the boat." Li Yi wanted to eat spicy fried snails. He wanted to give them to the noblewomen.
The boat stopped and a rope was thrown over. The other person tied the basket and the eunuchs pulled it to the deck.
With a splash, the basket was poured into a big basin filled with light salt water. The eunuchs waited for the mud to be spat out. They put 200 pieces of fermented bean curd into the basin and gave it to the eunuchs.
"I said it's free." The person who caught the snails was embarrassed when he saw the thing.
"You didn't pay." Li Yi shouted.
"Thank you, Li Dongzhu. I'll catch another basket and send it to Zhuangzi."
The person who caught the snails was happy. A jar of fermented bean curd could be eaten for many days.
"Alright!" Li Yi waved his hand, and the boat continued to move forward. The other party would still pay to send Zhuangzi back to the village.
"Li Lang, it's enough for a meal." Princess Yongmu looked at the snail and said. The water temperature changed, but the snail didn't show its head.
After waiting for a while, the snail would start to spit out things. It could not be eaten raw, as there would definitely be parasites.
The sky darkened and a gust of wind blew.
"It's still raining heavily," he thought. "Which of the people in the County doesn't have a good house?" Meng Haoran looked up at the sky, thinking about the situation of the people.
As the Deputy County Magistrate, he and Wang Wei had already walked around the entire Lantian County, helping other people's children name and give them characters.
Those who made it in time for the wedding did not pay. Instead, they wrote wedding couplets and attended the wedding banquet.
The people were happy and thought that the two deputy county magistrates were high-ranking officials. They didn't know how much Wang Wei and Meng Haoran's handwriting would be worth in the future.
As long as the two of them did their jobs well, they would be promoted higher and higher. Li Yi would help them publish a poetry collection and a painting collection. The amount of couplets they would receive would be enough to buy a house.
"There's a row of houses in the south of Liangpo Village. It's the main house of an old cripple's family in the 16th courtyard. He said that there was muddy water in the house when it rained last time."
Han Xiangke thought of a family.
"This should have been written into the work schedule before I went to Chang 'an. It should have been fixed long ago."
Meng Haoran believed in the efficiency of the Yamen. A small official without an official position was responsible for this kind of thing.
The small official would keep an eye on it and look for the Village Head. The village had the funds to fix it.
The Village Head would keep the accounts and report to the County Yamen. He would tell them the balance of the funds and how to use it.
Otherwise, the Village Head would send people to fix it themselves. They had the public funds, so they had to use this money.
The small official's efficiency was proportional to his income. Lantian County had a lot of money, so the small official's salary was higher than the previous official's.
If there were a few problems, he would be fired directly. Where could he find such a good job?
… …
"It was fixed the day before yesterday. If there was a leak in the heavy rain today, your bonus will be deducted."
In Liangpo Village of Lantian County, the small official in charge of this matter blamed the Village Head, Chen Mo.
"Two hundred tiles were scraped. The report has to be rewritten. The original money was not enough. It was not a leak. It was fine after two days."
Chen Mo felt wronged. It was said that there was a problem in one place. In the end, when the tiles were lifted, the mud below was washed away.
Not many people could go up the house at one time. Two people were in charge of scraping the tiles. There was no space left. It was a work of skill.
It was easy to fool. One person would do it for half a day.
Two people were at the top, and the other two were at the bottom. They worked for two whole days.
Chen Mo said as he walked out. The small official followed him. "Where are you going?"
"Find a straw curtain to cover it. What if it really leaks?" Chen Mo muttered angrily and quickened his pace.
When he found the straw curtain, there was already something on top of the house. It was a straw curtain and linoleum paper.
"Inspector Zhangsun, you're here?" Chen Mo knew the situation when he saw him. Zhangsun Xin stood outside the courtyard and looked up at the house.
"The gravel ground next to it is too permeable. I got some linoleum paper and dug a hole to store the water.
When I was about to go back, I heard that the house had just scraped the tiles and there was leftover linoleum paper.
Keep it well after the rain. I still need it. Don't use it as firewood. "
Zhangsun Xin explained briefly. He was working with Li Yi and was busy looking at the ground all day.
Wherever he encountered a situation, he would find a way to solve it. He was addicted to doing good deeds.
He didn't even go to the political affairs hall when he was asked to. It was boring. Even if he became the chancellor, would he keep his word?
It was far better to stay in Lantian County. There was money to be made, and the smiles of the people were there. Most importantly, his wife's belly was getting bigger.
If it was a boy, his concubine would give birth to another child. If it was a girl, he would continue to give birth to another child with his wife.
This was all accumulating merit. If not, where would the child come from? There were many officials without children. Would Li Yi care?
Like Prince Shen, he didn't have any children. Look at Li Yi, he … he cared.
Don't mention him. Let's change to another one.
Zhangsun Xin thought so and emphasized, "Keep it for me." He led the team and left.
"Inspector Zhangsun, I will erect a longevity memorial tablet for you. Place it below the memorial tablets of Her Majesty and Li Dongzhu." The old man was grateful and shouted from behind.
"Don't. Let me live for two more years." Zhangsun Xin was scared and turned around.
"I will remember it in my heart." The old man promised.
"Thank you!" Zhangsun Xin wiped his sweat and hurried away.
Just as he left the village, someone ran over. "He's here. Li Dongzhu is here. The Winged Knights have arrived early. Li Dongzhu is on the cruiser."
"Hurry, hurry back. If we return early, we can go to the boat to take a look." Zhangsun Xin looked for a horse and stopped strolling.
When he arrived, the rain had arrived before the yacht.
The raindrops flew along with the wind. The shacks at the pier were crowded with people.
Some of the shacks were built unofficially. They were swaying left and right in the wind. Everyone ran out to help find wood to support them.
The official building was called a shed, but it was actually a house made of bricks and tiles. After they made money, they started to repair it. The original shed was not demolished, but there was one more.
The horse was tied up in the stable. The horse's rope was untied and the horse ran to a place where the wind was not blowing.
All the small boats in the river were tied with ropes and knots. People did not stay in the boat, even if it was a shack boat.
"What a misty rain, the sky is painted by the sudden rain, the thick ink is drawn. The boat moves in the pavilion, the waves push far away. "
Wang Wei, who was sitting in the carriage waiting for Li Yi's arrival, was bored and improvised a poem.
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