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After seeing Lin Zixuan and Zhao Qiang off, Madam Zhu took Zhu Tianhua's arm and went back to the house, saying softly, "Master, Mr. Lin's talent is incomparable to ordinary people. He said many things from a very unique angle, but after careful consideration, it makes sense. He is definitely a capable person." Zhu Tianhua was very happy: "Madam, I didn't expect to attract such a great talent. Now our great cause is finally promising!!" The next day, it was still dawn, and Lin Zixuan was woken up in his sleep. It turned out that Zhu Tianhua sent someone to ask him to go to the county government to handle affairs. What a living father, he has to go to work so early. He could only get up, wash up, and drink a bowl of hot porridge before saying, "Mom and Dad, I'm going to the county government office."

Ignoring the worried eyes of Lin's father and mother, Lin Zixuan followed the soldier to the county government office.

Lin's father and mother looked at their son's back and couldn't help but worry: "Boss, you said that the third child has never done these things. What if he messes up?"

"Don't talk nonsense. No one is born with it. There is a process. Besides, don't you believe in the learning ability of the third child?" Lin's father comforted, but there was also worry in his eyes.

When Lin Zixuan came to the office of the county government, he saw several clerks busying around. Seeing him coming forward, a clerk stopped his work, bowed and asked, "You should be the new Mr. Lin?"

"It's me." Lin Zixuan also bowed.

Upon hearing this, the clerk said happily: "Mr. Lin, you are here. I am Wu Cheng. Now we are..."

It turned out that this city had just been conquered for only a month, and the people in the county government had been beheaded by Zhu Tianhua for their evil deeds.

Leader Zhu could only pick a few literate people from below to handle affairs in the county government, but how could they know how to do it? They could only move forward by trial and error.

Now the county can only operate barely, and they now know nothing about the actual situation of the entire county.

There are only five clerks here, and they have to be responsible for the affairs of the entire county government. This is an unimaginable workload.

Just the six rooms of the county government, namely, the clerk, the household, the ritual, the soldier, the criminal, and the worker, are not something that can be done by just five people.

Imagine that in a modern city, in addition to the county magistrate and the county party secretary, the entire county government has only five other staff members. What a collapse this is.

Lin Zixuan stroked his forehead with his right hand. This is indeed not an easy job. There are pits everywhere. He couldn't help but worry about his future.

He asked about the tasks assigned by the leader and the current decrees.

Their first task now was to find out the situation of people in the city. Although the original household registration list was still there, it was no longer enough after the war.

He found that Zhu Tianhua had ordered the exemption of agricultural taxes and only collected a small amount of commercial taxes, and there was not much grain in the county government warehouse.

With such a deficit, it was no wonder that the merchants were confiscated later. It turned out that the county government had no money and no grain at that time.

He was cautious and checked the cultural level of several people. Fortunately, basic literacy and writing were not a problem, otherwise he would have a headache.

After teaching the basic table knowledge to several people, he was relieved.

It turned out that there were still a few clerks who looked down on him because he was young. After such a teaching, their household registration work could be much smoother.

Now there was no more dissatisfaction, and several people looked at him with admiration.

"Mr. Lin, this recording method is wonderful. You can understand it at a glance. You are really talented!" Wu Cheng exclaimed.

"It's just some small methods." Lin Zixuan waved his hand modestly.

He immediately assigned tasks to everyone: "According to this recording method, each of you will be responsible for an area and sort out the situation of people in the county."

"Wu Cheng, wait a moment, I have other things to tell you."

Lin Zixuan saw that Wu Cheng was about to leave, so he hurriedly called him and continued to order: "Please help me call a trustworthy farmer to come over. I have an important task to give him."

"Remember...it must be trustworthy." Lin Zixuan emphasized again.

"Yes, Mr. Lin." Wu Cheng nodded solemnly and went outside to find someone.

Seeing that the place became empty, he secretly took out some potato seeds from his small world and put them on the table, and took out a few pieces of white paper on the side, writing and drawing on them. After a while, they were all densely packed with words and pictures.

Half an hour later

, Wu Cheng led a reluctant old man to the county government office.

"Mr. Lin, this is Mr. Zhu, who is not only a good farmer, but also the uncle of Chief Zhu's hometown. He is absolutely trustworthy."

"Thank you for your hard work. Go and get busy." Wu Cheng left and went to get busy.

"I heard from Xiao Wu that you are a scholar who came to join our rebel army. I wonder what you want to do with me?" Mr. Zhu asked casually.

"Mr. Zhu, I have some grain seeds here. I need you to cultivate more seeds."

"Oh? What grain seeds?" Mr. Zhu asked in confusion.

He didn't think that the young scholar in front of him would understand farming. After all, in their eyes, scholars are all rich people who don't know the difference between grains.

Lin Zixuan pointed to the potato seeds on the table and said, "The seeds are on the table."

"I call this kind of food potato. It can mature in 30 days and can produce 30 shi per mu. It can be eaten as a staple food."

Mr. Zhu widened his eyes and asked in disbelief, "Mr. Lin, did I hear it wrong? Is this potato really as you said, it can produce 30 shi per mu? And it only takes one month to mature?"

"Yes, that's right."

"What are the conditions for its cultivation?" Mr. Zhu asked eagerly.

"It's very simple. Just plant it and water it appropriately. This crop is very drought-resistant. Unfortunately... it's not easy to preserve, but it's okay to preserve it for about half a year."

"Mr. Lin, half a year is enough. Could this be the immortal food given by the immortal? With this potato, we ordinary people will no longer be afraid of hunger."

Mr. Zhu, who was excited just now, seemed to remember something. The whole person became sad and murmured in a low voice: "It's a pity. If I knew it earlier, my relatives wouldn't have to die."

After a long time, Mr. Zhu came to his senses and said to him: "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry to make you laugh."

"Since you trust me to give the task to me, I will complete it even if I risk my life." Mr. Zhu bowed awkwardly.

"Don't worry about it, old man. If you need anything, just tell me, I will definitely meet your requirements. But we need more seeds, so I need you to take care of it."

"Here are the methods of planting, storing, processing and eating potatoes, I'll leave it to you." Lin Zixuan handed the drawings to him and said solemnly.

......

As he thought, all the news here reached Zhu Tianhua's ears.

"What? I didn't expect Mr. Lin to bring us such good news. With such food in hand, the people will not worry about going hungry."

"Just based on this potato, we should record it in the merit list." Zhu Tianhua said excitedly in the house.