Chapter 3267

Mo Siyu jumped down from the carriage, and the city lord immediately went up to meet him: "Young Master Yu is here, but I am not far away to welcome you. I heard that Young Master Yu lost his temper in the congee shed, and Yuan already knew about it.

What does Mr. Yu think should be done? "

Mo Siyu really liked the character of the city lord who went straight to the point, so he slowed down and followed the city lord to the city lord's mansion: "There are people like this everywhere, it's better to just freeze to death and starve to death, but I see The child is still young, and it is indeed a little pitiful.

I have already ordered that I make a set of clothes with those children, buy some candy, and distribute them to all the children, so that these children can spend the new year well. "

The city lord nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay."

Mo Siyu asked again: "How much money do you have left from the money I gave you last time? Can you survive three months?"

The city lord said with a bitter face: "The weather is getting colder every day, and more and more people are suffering from hunger. When there are more people, the money will not be enough.

I originally planned to hold a banquet to raise more money with these aristocratic families. "

The city lord sighed: "I am the city lord, almost like a beggar, hey!"

Mo Siyu couldn't help laughing: "Then the Hu family's banquet was a mess, and the Lie family might not be able to hold a banquet this year, so the Chu family will hold a banquet tomorrow.

If your city lord's mansion also runs one, do you think that several great aristocratic families who are like human spirits will send people over to support you?

Maybe you won't even get your expenses back. "

Hearing Mo Siyu's words, the city lord silently calculated an account in his heart, pulled his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "What Young Master Yu said is true, I can't help it either."

Mo Siyu sat down at the round table in the hall, took out a red envelope from inside, took out half of the banknotes, and pushed them in front of the city lord: "You take these banknotes and use them first, if they are not enough, just send someone to see me. Can."

The city lord was overjoyed, and quickly ordered the guards: "Go, go, go and take out my account book."

The guard hurried to the study room, and not long after, he held a ledger and gently placed it in front of Mo Siyu.

Mo Siyu flipped through the pages, page by page.

The city lord explained: "These are the silver taels you donated last time, Mr. Yu, and the prices of rice noodles I bought from various grain stores.

There are also the number of people who come to receive the multigrain porridge and steamed bread every time the food is distributed, as well as the amount of silver remaining..."

In fact, these accounts are published on the street square every seven days, and Mo Siyu has seen them several times.

But if the ledger is left unchecked for a long time, corruption may occur.

Mo Siyu looked at it very carefully, and asked, "Why did the price of rice, flour and grain suddenly increase so much?"

"Isn't it because of the impassability of the mountain roads?" The city lord said melancholy, "Then the Hu family has been doing business in this area, and in the past every time it came to the New Year, they would send a lot of food back to Moon City from outside.

But this year's weather is very cold, the snow has not melted, and it has been snowing for days, ruining the way back to Moon City, and the convoy going home is blocked outside Moon City.

Not only is it not delicious, but the price of this rice noodle is also high.

In fact, I have inquired about it, and the food stored by these big aristocratic families is enough. If they open warehouses to release the food and keep the price down, it will not be a problem until next spring, when the mountains and waterways are smooth and smooth... ..."

When Mo Siyu heard this, he nodded and fell into deep thought.

Most of the resources of Moon City are controlled by the high priest, but the high priest doesn't care much about the common affairs of Moon City at all.