Ding Tian's Ancient Life

Ding Tian was driving an ox cart, and the eldest cousin wanted to follow, but was stopped by his second uncle: "This is your eldest brother's business, you

Didn't you go with me last time to give your uncle and grandpa a New Year's gift? "

The big cousin touched his head: "Oh, my son understands."

Ding Tian pulled two mutton sheep, two silks, two muslins, two floral cottons, two boxes of snacks, two jars of white jade spring wine, two air-dried rabbits, and twenty frozen pears.

This thing can be regarded as a generous gift anywhere, especially when the old village chief looked at Ding Tian wearing an official uniform, his eyes were smiling, and he kept asking his daughter-in-law to cook, stew big meat, and kill chickens. Duck!

Sitting cross-legged on the pit, Ding Tian chatted with the old village head: "It's still comfortable at home, alas, when I'm outside, I just want to eat the melon seeds from the old village head's house."

On the old Lichang's table, there are melon seeds, peanuts and fruit.

Among the things Ding Tian brought, meat came second, and the twenty frozen pears really made the elder like it: "This thing is not available in the county! It's expensive, right?"

"It's good that you like it all the time. This frozen pear can actually be sold in the North, but it's out of stock. Once it comes, many rich people will make it up." Ding Tian knew that there was actually a convoy of frozen pears coming over. , but sold out very fast.

You can't buy warm pears in Beidi because the transportation conditions don't allow it.

From the place where there are warm pears, it is estimated that the pears are all black and rotten when they are transported to the north.

"In Fucheng, is it okay?" Ding Tian reported good news but not bad news, but the old village head was not so easy to fool: "You are a child from the country, and everyone else is a child from the city, bullying you...you have no one to support you ...."

The old village head is a person who has been through the world and has seen many situations. He knows that a country boy is just a mud leg in the eyes of other people in the city. How can Ding Tian not be embarrassing in Fucheng?

Even if he has friendship with His Royal Highness Ning Wang, can His Majesty Ning Wang really see people in his eyes?

"It's okay, I have a good relationship with the king... the prince." Ding Tian was so used to calling "Wang Zuo" that he almost didn't call out his name: "Besides, Prefect Du also takes good care of me, and Master Du always reminds me of me." , no one bullies me there."

"Hey!" Lao Li sighed, "They only see your beauty, how can they see your embarrassment? How can a man as noble as his prince think of you, a little muddy leg? Smile happily, but the man is not a buffoon on the stage, but a funny one?"

The head of the village felt sorry for Ding Tian, ​​and at such a young age, he was about to go out and make a living.

"No?" Ding Tian scratched his head: "My lord is actually quite kind...."

"Don't be lenient to the old man. The old man has inquired about it. Everyone said that the lord is a big showman. Many high-ranking officials went to ask for an interview, but they were all turned away. He didn't even have a smile all year round, and his temper was too big. Listen It is said that people still eat green vegetables in the winter.” The old village head took a sip of hot water: “That is a nobleman from Beijing, our old Ding’s family... oh... you may have suffered outside.... ,,

The head of the old village made Ding Tian into a cabbage by himself.

But Ding Tian really didn't feel bullied: "You always think too much, I don't know how comfortable I am in Fucheng!"

At the beginning, Wang Zuo's identity was kept secret. He had heard about the prince, but no one had seen him. Ding Tian didn't say that one of the prisoners he had imprisoned was the prince.

Everyone only knows that he is valued by the prince and has received a lot of rewards. Even the county magistrate Xu attaches great importance to Dingjia Village and the grain store opened by the Ding family. Now there is only one grain store in the county town, and five grain stores have been opened. In just one year of purchasing grain, they bought all the surplus grain in the county. The purchase price was three pennies, and the selling price was only one penny higher. His family made the difference of this penny. Now many ordinary people call their family "one penny grain" shop".

It's a sign and a nickname.

Today, Dingjia Village is unique among the nine nearby villages.

It is no wonder that the elder has such worries.

"What are you comfortable about..." It was obvious that the village chief didn't believe Ding Tian's words.

Ding Tian had no choice but to choose something to say, and what he said was quite humorous: "...those thieves, none of them have learned well, and there is no war now. They have been locked up for a few days , let them out, and continue to eat and be lazy, and if they make a mistake, I will let them work in prison..."

These things are quite amusing, and the old chief finally smiled and said, "I know you are doing well in Fucheng, that's all."

"Tian'er is not only enjoying a good life in the Fucheng, but there is no end to the good life." Ding Tian told him in a low voice: "In the Fucheng,

Next door to me is the Governor's Palace. "

The old Lichang stared wide-eyed: "What did you say?"

"As soon as I arrived in Fucheng, the magistrate gave me a house. Of course, we also spent money. This house is on a street next to the government office, very close to the government office. Then, the governor's mansion was built there. On this street...the next door is the Governor's Mansion, and there is another one, Mrs. Jin's house..." Ding Tian said for a long time: "Now there are people standing guard on that street, and no one dares to come to the street..."

"The governor...?" In the eyes of the old village chief, the county magistrate is very powerful, not to mention the governor. As for the governor, the prince or something, to the old village chief, that is a name No, because it was too far away from him, he couldn't even imagine what the prince looked like.

Could it be that like Lord Ma, he has three eyes?

"His Royal Highness King Ning is the governor. He has many titles..." Wang Zuo has many titles. Ding Tian scolded the old chief one by one, and said that it was convenient for Wang Zuo to be his neighbor. The matter of the prince not eating sauce: "Later, my nephew and grandson had no choice, so I made the sauce base with him. During the winter months, I put it in a big vat. It is estimated that I can eat it in the spring. Let's see if he eats it this time. , watched the whole process, and participated in it!"

The old village head really couldn't imagine the situation of the noble prince kneading the sauce.

It's like the county magistrate going to beg for food, it's incredible.

Ding Tian deliberately brought over two bolts of silk and satin, one with flowing water patterns, implying auspiciousness and longevity.

One is Ruyi patterns, all of which are colorfully woven silks and satins, very luxurious, especially with the seal of the Ministry of Internal Affairs on it.

"These two pieces of material will make you two good clothes to wear." Ding Tian took out these two pieces of silk and satin deliberately: "Don't be reluctant, this is a good product from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and it is used by the palace officials!"

The old chief immediately grinned his shriveled mouth: "Really? This looks like a good thing!"

After looking at the good things, dinner was served, and the village chief Ding Xing accompanied him. Even the village chief's son didn't serve the table, but the old village chief, the village chief and Ding Tian had a big table of good food.

Braised pork, stewed chicken with mushrooms, roasted duck in sauce, steamed pork ribs, beef soup.

The side dishes in the mushroom and beef soup are regarded as vegetarian dishes, and the rest are big fish and meat. This is really the best hospitality meal in the farmhouse.

But before eating, Ding Tian took off his official uniform and put on a new set of clothes that Uncle Xing hadn't worn, and Uncle Xing Lede pointed to his forehead: "Did you come here to mix in new clothes?"

"Oh!" Ding Tian happily folded the clothes and wrapped them in a clean cloth bag: "Uncle Xing, you don't know that I only have one set of official clothes. If it gets dirty, the color will fade after washing." What, you have to pay for it yourself to buy another set."

"Ah?, Uncle Xing stared stupidly.

Ding Tian sighed: "I only knew when I became an official. There is still such a saying in this official uniform."

As far as Daqing's rules are concerned, there are two sets of official uniforms for officials, one is for everyday wear, and the other is called court clothes, which is what Ding Tian is wearing now. Of course, his level is not up to court .

But the production is quite exquisite, because it represents the face of the imperial court and the official appearance, so this set of clothes can neither be damaged nor washed hard, because the ancient fabrics are all natural dyes. If you use too much water, the color will fade

Officials' court uniforms are not arranged by the officials. Except for the first set of official uniforms given when they take office, which are consumed with public funds, the rest must be paid for by themselves.

According to Wang Zuo, extravagant officials are usually changed once a month. Of course, such officials are generally high-ranking officials, the kind who want to go to court every day.

The normal point is to change every three to five months. Those who are like this are working under the errands, and only participate in the Great Court Meeting every ten days.

Those who are more diligent and change every six months and one year are Beijing officials, or those who return to Beijing to report on their work.

If you are more stingy, you will have to change it every three to five years, and these are small officials, who almost only participate in the annual New Year's court meeting, and only wear them when you save face. They are usually put in boxes full of them. Mothballs, when taken out for use, must be hung in a ventilated place for three to five days to remove the smell.

On weekdays, everyone does not wear court uniforms, only official uniforms, and official uniforms have to be bought by themselves, which can be regarded as a normal income of the imperial government.

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According to Wang Fugui, the most profitable is the Weaving Bureau in the south of the Yangtze River, which manages all the weaving houses in the south of the Yangtze River, and those weaving houses are the places where official uniforms are made, and the silk and satin and silk brocades in the tribute palace are made.

A year's worth of money is gone!

"Is there still such a saying?" Both father and son said that their eyes were opened.

"I came back wearing this outfit to show my family. Now that I take it off, I finally don't have to be careful anymore, and I can be free." Ding Tian threw off his arms, and frequently picked up the mushrooms in the stewed chicken and mushrooms with his chopsticks: "I miss the mushrooms in the chicken stewed mushrooms the most!"

"It's said that meat is delicious, why do you only eat mushrooms?" The old village head sandwiched a chicken thigh for him: "Eat more meat, you don't gain much weight with your physique."

"Time, eat!" Ding Tian said inarticulately: "There is plenty of meat over there, but there are not many vegetables. In winter, I can only eat some dried vegetables. In autumn, I bought a lot of mushrooms, dried them in the sun, and pickled them. The pickled salty mushrooms of salty mushrooms, sometimes when I get up in the morning, I have some noodles, salty mushroom meat stew... put more chopped green onions, it is a meal."

Usually eat with that person.

While eating the mushrooms, Ding Tian thought of that person again.

But it was only for a moment, he forcibly suppressed this longing in the bottom of his heart.

"It's enough for someone to take care of you there every day." The old chief said with concern: "Then is your salary enough?"

"That's enough!" Ding Tian said: "It used to be 30 taels, and with the red envelopes issued by the yamen during festivals, it can also make up 50 taels. Now it's the eighth grade, with a salary of 40 taels of silver every year, and red envelopes. ... more."

"That's good, that's good!" Fifty taels of silver is enough for a small farmer to work hard for two years.

There are still some gray incomes, the old village chief wisely didn't ask, and didn't say clearly, anyway, he can spend 80 taels of silver a year, plus some gifts... He lives alone, which is quite spacious.

In addition, there are business dividends... Grain stores and dim sum shops are enough.

After eating and drinking at the old headman's house, the old headman was very satisfied, and even the village head Ding Xing was very satisfied. After all, Ding Tian ate his first meal at their house, which is how to save face.

Ding Tian didn't drink much, and just strolled back home in his own village.

I found that the house was lit. Is someone at home?

Pushing open the door, I found that it was the second uncle and the second aunt.

In addition to cleaning, the second uncle also raised a stove for him in this house, with wood loops burning inside, and the whole room was very warm. A quilt had been laid on the pit, and an iron kettle was sitting on the stove, boiling water , There is also a small basin on the kang table, in which there are two frozen

pear.

"Second Uncle, Second Aunt!" Ding Tian smiled: "I'm back!"

"Hey, come in quickly, what are you doing standing at the door with the door open?" The second uncle pulled him in and looked at the clothes he was wearing: "Why do these look like your Uncle Xing's clothes?"