Fang Yuan must have known about the shortage of food in various food stores and was worried that the people would cause trouble.

Calling them here now is just to make a show and appease the hearts of the people in various counties.

"If you were slower, it would be too late."

"I tell you that it is your business to resume farming. If it is delayed, take the blame and resign."

Fang Yuan snorted coldly.

I also know if the time is a little late.

If it's half a month later, it's really too late.

"The governor is right, I will make arrangements as soon as I get back."

Lin Yangbo and the other two county magistrates looked at each other and agreed.

In their hearts, they all thought that Fang Yuan was afraid that the people in the counties would cause trouble again.

But the more this happens, the less they will listen to Fang Yuan, and they will act perfunctorily after returning.

"I will keep an eye on you in this matter."

"Another thing, why are food stores in various places short of food recently?"

Fang Yuan nodded slightly and started to discuss the second thing.

"I heard that there is not enough food and it is being shipped from other places."

"Don't worry, Lord Governor, we will definitely urge them to deliver it as soon as possible."

Lin Yangbo smiled and said.

It is impossible to deliver it, they are not short of food at all.

Just wait for the people everywhere to get into chaos, and finally blame Fang Yuan for the problem.

"In this case, let's end today's meeting."

Fang Yuan pondered for a moment and said calmly.

He heard that the three county magistrates were doing Tai Chi with him.

Thirty percent of the grain shops in Liaozhou should be from these three families.

They are different from the three tribes in Hedong. Their main line is in Liaozhou, and it is impossible to transport grain from other branches.

"I'll take my leave."

The three of them got up one after another, signed and stamped Zhang San's meeting minutes, and then left.

Tang Law stipulates that meetings need to be recorded and signed to ensure that the records are correct as a backup.

Fang Yuan and Zhang San were the only two people left in the conference room.

"Zun Zhou, they may be perfunctory!"

Zhang San said in a deep voice.

"I know that you sent someone to keep an eye on the three of them and keep it secret."

"You keep one of these two records and hide it, and send the other to the Ministry of Civil Affairs for filing tomorrow."

Fang Yuan smiled coldly.

"Yes!"

Zhang San was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly.

"You ask someone to invite the real owners of the grain store in Liaozhou City and ask them to come over at the right time."

"Tell them that if I don't come, they won't be able to open the door for the whole day that I am in Liaozhou!"

Fang Yuan's eyes flashed with a hint of anger and he said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"
Chapter completed!