"120,000 jin of grain, 490 people... count and inspect them first."
On the sixth day of the first month, at the border between Wei Commandery and Wuan Commandery on the eastern bank of the Turbid Zhang River, Dou Xiaoniang still did not know that her stepmother had been promoted to Great Chief. Or rather, even if she had known, she would not have cared. It could hardly have made her happier than her own promotion by one rank to Patrol Cavalry squad leader after participating in the raid on Wei Commandery before the New Year. At this moment, she was busily conducting a painstakingly proper handover with Su Jingfang from Wuan Commandery.
"Everything has been checked."
After some time, Su Jingfang, who had brought a considerable number of men, gave his reply with his usual expression, then raised a question. "Why did so many people only deliver a little over a thousand shi of grain? Four hundred and ninety people-according to your thirty-seventy split, that should mean a transport party of seven hundred altogether, and there are carts and draft animals, supply stations along the road..."
"A thousand shi or ten thousand, it's all for the common people. Why should that matter?" Perhaps she had received specific instructions before coming, for Dou Xiaoniang was clearly a little wary. "Let me remind you, Commandant Su, you must first set aside the civilian laborers' final grain allowance from this thousand shi... according to the rules, they get an extra thirty jin for coming here from Liyang, which means each person must take another fifty jin... and you must make sure the remaining grain reaches the common people of Mingshui County. We'll send Patrol Cavalry to investigate."
Su Jingfang froze, then looked at the people from his own commandery, who immediately directed wary