Bypassing the screen wall, the main hall of the Salt and Iron Envoy Department was followed.

There were no officials in the main hall, but these officials were not sure where they went. There was only one person sitting in the hall, drinking tea out of breath, while rubbing their waists.

Dai Zhou looked closely and saw who it was not Chen Jiye.

When Chen Jiye saw the vast crowd coming, he stood up happily as if he had seen a savior all at once and hurried to Dai Zhou: "Oh, I'm just Chen Zhao's superior to ask the civil servant to help. Who knew that Dai Gong had come in person. What's wrong with Dai Gong coming here?"

Dai Zhou had a stern face and said angrily: "Come and help you get the salt and iron commander counting the money."

Chen Jiye's eyes lit up: "Mr. Dai is really amazing. He actually did it himself, come, come, come, let's go to the Houya..."

Dai Zhou: "..."

He thought that Chen Jiye would show shame when he said that he would mock Chen Jiye.

But……

He really underestimated Chen Jiye.

But seeing Chen Jiye invite him to the Houya warehouse with great enthusiasm, Dai Zhou whispered his sleeves and said, "It's great."

He wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of tricks the Chang'an Salt and Iron Envoy is playing. How to count the annual income of only a thousand yuan a year.

So, everyone walked through the hall and passed by the corridor. After a while... they bypassed the Houya house and then arrived at the treasury.

And at this moment...

Those ill-intentioned officials of the Civil Affairs Ministry... suddenly suffocated.

Dai Zhou's body even stiffened... Then... he saw a scene that would never be forgotten.

Here... countless copper coins were piled up randomly on the wide ground in front of the warehouse.

Copper coins pile up like mountains.

Many civil servants were sweating profusely, picking up these copper coins one by one, and then threading them with ropes. After sorting them out, they sent them into the warehouse. More than 70 officials were so small in front of the mountain of copper coins...

Where did so much money come from...

Dai Zhou was a little confused.

I’m afraid that only in the treasury can you see such a spectacular scene.

What happened?

what happened?

The rest of the people, all of whom were all suffocating as big as an egg.

Chen Jiye said on the side: "Mr. Dai, look... there is too much money here. Now the accounting days are approaching, and I have no choice but to alarm the upper part. I hope the upper part will help. Don't Dai help me count the money? Come on, everyone move a seat, Dai will do it yourself and set an example for you..."

Dai Zhou felt a little scared when he looked at the pile of money, and he was a little disobedient: "What kind of money is this?"

Chen Jiye said: "Dai Gong, this is the salt tax collected by the Chang'an Salt and Iron Envoy."

Dai Zhou: "..."

Dai Zhou suddenly felt the five thunders thunder, and his eyes turned dark and he almost fainted.

How is it possible, how is it possible? Chang'an Salt and Iron Envoy... Where did you collect so many salt taxes...

"Dai Gong...Dai Gong...It's not too early, so I won't count the money..."

Dai Zhou twitched his face, and looked at Chen Jiye, who blinked at him, looking anxious.

Silenced for a long time...

Dai Zhou rolled up his sleeves: "Get out of here."

He stepped forward, and without hesitation, he actually started picking up copper coins, took the rope... and started stringing the coins one by one.

“Hurry quickly…”

Other officials can't stand there. When they rush up, they will naturally go up and down.

Dai Zhou is old.

Over the years, living a pampered life has long been ineffective.

He numbly threaded the rope, reported the number, and then entered the warehouse to record...

From noon to evening... I realized that this project volume is really huge.

At night... Chen Jiye asked someone to light a torch and said, "It's dark, everyone should be careful when counting money. Don't hide money in the dark. If you catch it, it will be a serious crime of stealing the warehouse. Everyone should keep a close eye on it."

Dai Zhou felt that his waist no longer belonged to him, and there was only chaos left in his mind.

Many times, he wanted to spill a handful of money in his hand on the ground and walked away cursingly.

But... his self-esteem still kept him.

It's late at night.

It's dawn.

It's dawn...

Dai Zhou felt that he was about to faint.

However... the amount of money and grain added in this warehouse refreshed his cognition again and again.

Ten thousand stagnants.

Thirty thousand guan...

forty thousand……

Seventy thousand...

Hundreds of thousands...

There are actually hundreds of thousands of quotas...

You know... the Henan Dao Salt and Iron Envoy, which has the best performance, is only 19,000 guan.

What’s even more terrifying is that the Chang'an Salt and Iron Envoy was last year, and it was only more than a thousand cents of yuan.

And now...

The work of counting money into the warehouse continues.

The mountains of copper coins were finally getting fewer and fewer.

110,000 sta...

Dai Zhou felt numb.

And when the number of reports reached 110,000 yuan, almost everyone exclaimed.

Although they were all extremely tired.

Their eyes were not closed overnight, which seemed to have been exhausted.

But when this number was reported, Dai Zhou suddenly felt...it seemed to have a heartburn injected with his body.

110,000 sta...

sky……

How is it possible...

Chen Jiye has only been in office for several months.

Where did this salt and iron envoy collect so many salt taxes from...

If you count further, I am afraid that Chang'an salt tax can be combined with the salt and iron envoys in all walks of life, and it is no less than that.

When the last copper coin was strung into the rope.

Dai Zhou squatted on the ground...

Listening to the number reported by the civil servant: "113,271 yuan and 132 coins!"

call……

There was a long silence in front of the warehouse of the Houya.

No one made a sound, as if it was dead silent.

After having a hearty breakfast, Chen Jiye rushed over with briskly. Looking at Dai Zhou who was squatting on the ground motionless, he couldn't help but say, "Dai Gong, Dai Gong..."

Dai Zhou did not respond.

Chen Jiye was frightened: "Oh, what's wrong, this is, what's wrong? I just slept and had a breakfast meal. How long has it been, Dai Gong become like this?"

He was busy supporting Dai Zhou.

Dai Zhou suddenly made a voice: "Don't move."

“…”

Dai Zhou continued: "The legs are numb..."

Chen Jiye breathed a sigh of relief, still alive, and he raised his thumbs up: "Dai Gong is a minister who can do everything himself, which is really admirable."
To be continued...