Changle County is a small county, with the entire county town and villages under its jurisdiction. In total, only one thousand households come to the public, thousands of people.

As a county magistrate, Luo Yong's standard for judging political achievements is not the level of economic development, but the increase in population, which is calculated based on the number of households. In other words, no matter how many children are born, as long as they do not separate their families, Luo Yong's political achievements will not increase.

This algorithm is quite unscientific. With a county magistrate’s tenure in just a few years, it is difficult to achieve significant results. It is said that many county magistrates will cheat and tamper with these numbers in order to be promoted.

The previous county magistrate of Changle County did not consider promotion, so he had never done any work in this regard. However, his previous term left a big hole. It has been so many years since County Magistrate Tan was unable to fill the hole. Now it was Luo Yong's hand, so Luo Yong had to continue filling it.

"One, four hundred and sixty-two households? Tsk, how many households can there be actually in our county?"

Since the county magistrates ran away, the county government office was empty, and Luo Yong was not familiar with the business here, so he invited former county magistrate Tan Weng to come and help.

"There are 608 households in this county, plus the villages and towns under its jurisdiction, 573 households, a total of 1,182 households." County Magistrate Tan remembered these things very clearly.

"When Mr. Tan first came, how many households?" Luo Yong couldn't help asking.

"Oh, there are less than a thousand households in total." There are dozens of people withered.

Weng Tan has been here for five or six years, and thanks to the peace of the world over the years, the trade exchanges between the Tang Dynasty and the Western Regions have developed, which has brought a lot of living water to their small town and allowed their population to grow. Although it only increased by less than 200 households, the overall quality is much higher than before, and many families are full of children and grandchildren.

But even so, the holes in more than 200 households are still difficult to fill. Unless Luo Yong is also doing things on this, otherwise he will be hopeless of promotion. At least in Weng Tan's opinion, this is what happened.

Old Man Tan felt quite guilty about this matter. After all, this was a mess he handed over, but this kind of thing was an open secret. He, a small official with no background, dared not to stab such a big hornet's nest.

"Mr. Tan doesn't need to worry. I have my own way of doing this." Luo Yong said with a smile.

"What can you do?" No matter how powerful Li Shi Luo Sanro is, can he still be able to transform into someone out of thin air?

Luo Yong naturally cannot create people out of thin air, but people are all long-legged. Even if the household registration management is strict these days, the population is not completely unmoving, but the flow rate is quite slow.

The so-called "treat trees and people move to death, and people move to high places and water flows to low places. As long as the local economy develops, why worry about having no population? Therefore, development is the hard truth.

The current situation is basically like this. There are only a small county town with hundreds of families. Except for a few rich families, most families are still struggling on the line of food and clothing. Among them are various difficult families, disabled people, fools, orphans, and elderly people who have no children to support... Now all of them are under Luo's care.

The so-called parents and officials, Luo used this first time as a parent, and he couldn't stand the people in his own territory starving and cold, so he asked someone to build a straw hut next to the tofu yard and give cakes every day.

The cake is a mixed bread made of bean dregs and some grains and wheat bran, and there is also a hot soup made of sheep bones and dried vegetable leaves.

The Duke Mansion specially hired two women to make cakes and spread cakes at the tofu shop, and said that no matter who it was, no matter whether it was from their county or not, they could go and eat them as long as they were hungry.

In the following days, this small Changle County looked like a festival every day. Many people went to the official tofu shop to eat mixed noodles, especially those half-aged and old in the town. They went to eat it in the morning and in the afternoon, and they still had two meals in the morning and evening.

There are those who always pay attention to Luo Yong’s movements in the city, and they can’t understand them at this time. It’s okay to give tofu to the class. What’s the purpose of this every day?

"What is Na Luo San's name?"

"Who knew that I was going crazy if I wanted to go back to Beijing."

"Did he think that as long as he invites people to eat and drink for free, he can earn a good official title for himself?"

"If it is spread, it will make people laugh at me."

"Tsk, I'm still too young after all, so I'm so anxious."

No matter what these people say, Luo Yong should do whatever he should do. In the past few days, he mainly took Apu and the others around and taught the restaurants in the restaurant to make tofu dishes.

Tan Weng helped the affairs in the Duke Mansion. Although there was not enough manpower, nothing could go wrong. After all, it was neither the busy farming season nor the time to collect taxes, and there was no war on the frontier, and the Duke Mansion was relatively leisurely.

As for those servants, it would be better to leave them to Qiao Junlin for management. It would be not difficult to make those people obey.

It was very happy that everyone was so high, and Luo Yong gave their food all to Qiao Junlin to take charge. Qiao Dalang was in a good mood, so they could eat delicious food. Qiao Dalang was in a bad mood, so they had to eat braised vegetables. In just a few days, Qiao Junlin was the only one who said that.

Occasionally, there were one or two people who jumped around, and Qiao Junlin didn't need to use his privileges and directly suppressed them by force. He also practiced fighting since childhood. Later, he received regular training in Chang'an City and learned a lot of experience from nomadic people. Although he was not a martial arts master, he was still very good at dealing with a few thorns.

Luo Yong saw that he had beaten someone a few times, and then recalled his handsome and gentle appearance in Chang'an City, who looked like a three-good student. He thought that this kid's time to pretend should not be underestimated.

On this side, Qiao Junlin knocked the man down with a stick, looked back at Luo and asked, "What do you want?"

"Nothing happened." Luo Yong smiled. He didn't want to get a stick.

"Boss, are we still practicing?" The guy on the ground got up, stood far away, and asked Qiao Junlin.

"Go here first today, come here tomorrow." Qiao Junlin casually put the stick on the ground and said.

"Oh." The man responded, ran away and disappeared.

Although I can improve my skills when practicing with this Qiao Dalang, the process of being beaten is really not pleasant. It’s okay to suffer a little bit of flesh and blood, but it’s mainly because I’m too shameless.

"Do you want to practice?" Qiao Junlin asked Luo Yong.

"No need." He stopped being knocked on the yard with a stick.

Just as Qiao Junlin was about to say something, the two of them heard a hustle and bustle outside.

When I went out, I saw that it was at the tofu shop near the Gongfu Mansion. A tall and strong young man with big and thick came. He was sitting at the cake to eat and chew.

“How many of these have you eaten.”

"It's good to be so tall, it's good to carry some tofu and sell it."

"There are more and more foreigners coming here to eat cakes in the past two days."

"Mr. Luo County, look..."

Everyone was talking while someone saw Luo Yong and Qiao Junlin coming together, so he asked for his opinion.

"Maybe I have encountered some difficulties at the moment. Don't make things difficult for him. Just go to your own business." Luo Yong looked at the tall young man who was burying his head and swallowing mixed bread, and said to everyone.

Everyone wanted to say a few more words, and then they heard the new county magistrate say, "Since I have already said that anyone can eat this mixed bread, how can I speak without trust."

Although some people present thought it was inappropriate, they didn't say anything else. At most, they sighed in their hearts that the new county magistrate was really pedantic. Such a good temperament would not be gnawed to the point where people would not even have any bones left.

In the days that followed, Luo Yong and others were still busy in and out every day, and the tall and strong young man also found a broken yard in the city and lived there. Every day, he either went to the tofu shop to eat cakes or stayed under the wall to bask in the sun.

Many people in the county disliked this young man from other places, but considering Luo Yong's attitude and his body shape were not easy to meet, no one touched him for a while.

Every day, people see this tall and strong young man caught between a group of elderly and children, gnawing on the tofu shop that is not expensive, day after day.

And the young and well-known as the coffin board, County Magistrate Luo seemed to have no end to his patience.

On this day, when Luo Yong was guiding a customer caretaker, the shopkeeper asked him why he wanted to tolerate such a lazy and lazy foreigner eating and drinking at the tofu shop.

"It's just a young man with emotional frustration. If I can't even tolerate him, how can I tolerate people from this county?" Luo Yong said.

Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement. The earth is quiet, and a gentleman carries things with virtue.

As a parent official in this place, what Luo Yong saw now is more about the suffering and hardships of the local people. The most thoughtful thing is how to improve the lives of local people, rather than picking people's faults all day long.
Chapter completed!