Ding Tian's Ancient Life

His house is not in a hurry to build. Generally, the houses here are built after the autumn harvest and before winter.

But his prison can't wait, why not recruit people to repair the prison now? ?

I'm afraid they will feel unlucky, so give him more salary, since he is the only one here anyway.

You can't make it cheaper for outsiders, you can only make it cheaper for your own people.

Ding Tian made some considerations and returned to his place.

The county government has a three-day holiday every month, usually every ten days, because the county magistrate is not at home, and the teacher is also not there. As the only "boss", Ding Tian simply gave himself a vacation , back to Dingjia Village

The second uncle and the third uncle have already started repairing farm tools.

"Tian'er?" Seeing him coming back, he was startled: "But you were wronged in the county?"

"No, it's a good thing to come back!" Ding Tian smiled and comforted the two uncles: "Our yamen over there needs to employ workers."

"Employment in the yamen? The two uncles were taken aback.

"That's right!" Ding Tian said: "The wages are not low. I am in charge of the prison. There is nothing in the prison. Someone needs to go to the pits, and some windows, doors, tables, chairs and benches have to be made. If necessary, we need to find two better bricklayers, carpenters, and small workers."

"Your Brother Kan can make pits, and his craftsmanship is good. Uncle the bricklayer knows a little bit, so the carpenter has to find the cripple from the east of the village. He has good craftsmanship." The cripple Ding from the east of the village was lame during the war. At that time, he was not yet married, and he got some money, but his leg was not healed at that time, and most of the money was taken with medicine. The family did not say that the poor could not open the pot, but they were not rich enough. No death, no savings.

Fortunately, he was alone in his family.

The land at home could not be planted anymore, so he rented it out, but he learned a good carpenter's craft outside, repaired farm tools for the villagers, made rough benzene furniture and so on, and he was not hungry.

"Okay!" Ding Tian nodded: "Then invite Brother Kan, Third Uncle and Brother Lame to go!"

The second uncle is not included because the second uncle has a grocery store in his home and needs someone to watch, and the house cannot be empty.

The second uncle simply didn't mind this: "Your brother Kan's eldest brother and second boy can also give me a hand."

"I still have to tell the village chief." The village chief cannot be left behind for big and small matters.

Ding Tian went to the village head's house and said something. The old head was smoking dry tobacco, and said, "If you use wood, come to the village to find it."

Next to Dingjia Village is a big forest, and the villagers are short of wood for everything.

During the war, all the wood was taken to consolidate the city and so on. In that way, although the forest in Dingjia Village has shrunk, the area is still quite large.

If you drill in, you can find a lot of mature trees.

The old headman wanted to make everyone in the village proud, and it was also a chance for Ding Tian to show his face. Since Ding Tian was divorced last time, some gossip women talked about his right and wrong, and the village head's family told the old headman.

The old chief wanted to shut up those people.

Don't talk about Tian'er if you want to follow Zhanguang.

"Yes, but you know that the doors and windows in the prison are different from those of ordinary people. What I want is a solid one." Ding Tian said seriously: "I don't need expensive wood, just strong wood."

"You son." Lao Li was very happy: "I know, there is a big iron tree in the forest, cut it down for you to use."

The iron tree is a kind of tree with a hard texture. After drying in the shade, it can sound like gold and iron when tapped lightly.

This kind of wood is not used in other people's homes, but it is very suitable to use it in prisons.

"Then thank you, uncle!" Ding Tian also smiled.

Iron wood is not easy to cut, and the money he gave is happy, and of course he wants good wood.

Ding Tian left 50 taels of silver as a deposit for the village chief, and he had to go back to the county government the next day to organize people and leave it to the village chief.

Before leaving, his family stuffed him with a lot of things, such as eggs and dried vegetables. The village head's wife gave him a piece of salted bacon.