In the resettlement area outside Dengzhou City, gray tents were one after another, forming a large tent group. A large number of wooden stakes were built around the tent group, and long strips woven from mixed bamboo strips, willow strips and rattans connected the individual wooden stakes together to form a fence with a circumference of nearly ten miles.

Seven vertical watchtowers are built in the middle of the tent group and at the entrance, with local garrisons on the top to prevent immigrants waiting to move from leaving at will.

However, the soldiers garrisoned did not mind immigrating and contacting the outside world.

It seems to be profitable, and small houses have been built around the fence. The windows facing the fence are often hung with all kinds of food, use, and wear gadgets. The price is not high, and most immigrants can afford it.

Puchasijin also noticed that there was also the existence of a female branch office outside the fence. A young man seemed to have a need, and said a few words to a madam who was wearing heavy makeup and red lips outside the fence, but her figure was completely distorted. She looked like an aunt.

Then the madam shouted into the house behind her. Then a square object like a cabinet was pushed out, and four wooden wheels were installed under the cabinet. When it was pushed to the edge of the fence, the side facing the fence was opened, and a ball of black cloth was stuffed into the gap where the fence was not very tight.

Then a woman with a not outstanding appearance but obviously younger and dressed in a very explicit manner walked into the cabinet. The man in the fence covered himself from head to toe with black cloth and pressed against the cabinet.

Immediately afterwards, the rhythmic rhythm began.

It seemed like it was commonplace, and some patrol soldiers were still joking about this scene. Some people were also interested in looking, and some were in high spirits and made very indecent actions.

As an inspector, such an indecent thing really made Pu Chasi Jin blush. He stopped looking at it and looked down and prepared to line up to enter the resettlement area to take a look.

In front of him, an immigration team that touched about thirteen or fourteen people was led by the foreman, lined up and slowly entered the interior. They were wearing uniform gray long clothes and trousers, with the words "Dengzhou Immigration and Resettlement Camp" printed on the front and back of the chest.

This is distributed uniformly by the government after entering the resettlement area. In the resettlement area, personal clothing is not allowed in principle. It is not until you leave the resettlement area and go to the place where you really stay, you don’t need to wear such highly recognizable clothes.

But most immigrants are from poor families and cannot wear a new piece of clothing all year round. So they are very happy to accept such uniform clothing that is completely unrelated to good looks.

If they were not forced to wear it in the resettlement area, they would probably take it to the bottom of the box, and they would not dare to wear it out during the holidays.

After observing them, Puchasi Jin noticed Pancha's guards again.

They will ask the immigrants who entered which tent they live in, and usually have corresponding numbers. If the approval is correct, they will put a note on the book of registered names.

But it's not over yet!

If an immigrant wants to enter, he must take out another copper plate, which is equivalent to a Mongolian bronze dollar. It is considered the entry fee.

"Why do you have to collect a copper coin when entering here?" Pu Chasijin asked in a low voice to the middle-aged man standing in front of him.

After entering the Ministry of Civil Affairs, he also understood the various relevant policies of the Immigration Department before. For example, the charge for "entry fees" has never been seen in just a few words.

"Young man also wants to immigrate to the Ming Dynasty?" The man did not respond directly to Pu Chasijin's words, but saw that his skin was fair and white, not like an ordinary family, and he said vigilantly.

"No, no, no, I have a deal to talk to the head of the immigration camp. Because there is no way, I lined up with you." Pu Cha Sijin had already thought of an excuse and said immediately.

This time he entered the immigration camp, he did not intend to disclose his identity. Because before coming, the Ministry of Civil Affairs said that several immigration camps in Shandong seemed to have problems. When the refugee wave first began, the court allocated a lot of supplies to the immigration camp.

Now the most difficult time has passed, and the immigrants who need resettlement are no longer as many as the peak period. However, the money and food consumed have increased instead of reducing, which is really a trick. Before the Ministry of Civil Affairs was established, I wanted to investigate it. But I had to apply to the Ministry of Revenue first, and then I had to supervise the department to transfer people. The procedures were cumbersome and the process was not completed, and the immigration department was independent.

Now that the Ministry of Civil Affairs has been established, internal inspection agencies have established opportunities as soon as possible. In response to the tricks in Shandong refugee camps, people immediately went to find out.

This is because there are many canned foods marked with immigration camps in Dengzhou. They are produced from the imperial workshops, and each batch of canned foods used for free support has special marks.

This is not for anything else, but for easy recycling.

Now, by accident, the refugee camp has exposed its strength.

It is not rare to talk about this reselling incident. The Ming Dynasty expanded too much, and although various supervision systems were clear, there was still a long way to go to improve it. Moreover, the previous wave of refugees came too surging, so it was difficult to grasp the details in many things.

After all, things are urgent and people are waiting to be rescued at all times, so naturally they don’t care about the details in many things. This also gives those who have thought about it, so that they can use loopholes and vent their greed.

"So I want to do business!" The old man looked at Pu Cha Sijin for a while, but he still didn't believe it, but his tone was still not so strict.

"You are here right here in Dengzhou's immigration camp. I heard that a batch of fine salt transported from Shamen Island a few days ago, and many merchants have come to inquire, but the adults in the immigration camp have not yet decided who to take action for."

Salt was an official commodity of the Ming Dynasty. Before it expanded to the coastline, the Ming Dynasty developed several salt lakes in the north of Hailar Province to refine fine salt. When it approached the sea, sea salt became the mainstream.

In order to make ordinary people afford it, the price of salt is not expensive. This is also to combat the existence of private salt. The materials in the immigration camp are all supported by the government, and this fine salt is naturally allocated by the government to meet the needs of the immigrants in the immigration camp.

But now it seems that it has become the personal property of some big shots. And it has not shy away from looking for merchants to exchange for money.

Such blatantness means that the immigrant camp has been corrupt for more than one day or two. The local supervision agency has also completely failed.
Chapter completed!