Ding Tian's Ancient Life

"It's also... a county, no matter what, there are 1 people..." The old village chief thought for a while: "I will ask the other two village chiefs to talk if I have time."

"My uncle in Hujia Village is a scholar, he can write." Ding Tian did not forget to recommend his uncle: "If you can't write, you can find him^"

At this time, you can't forget that uncle. If this kind of thing is heard by Datian, uncle will also have a share of the benefits.

"Well, it's okay." The old man said, "After you go back, draw a blueprint. We haven't seen that thing before, and we don't know how to do it."

"Okay!" Ding Tian nodded: "I finished the drawing and sent it to Brother Cripple. He can do carpentry and use the best wood to do it."

"No, no, no!" The old chief shook his head: "It's made of iron wood, it's strong, wear-resistant, and has a good meaning."

"Okay." On this point, Ding Tian, ​​who didn't know carpentry, listened to the old man.

However, the old chief hesitated again: "But, if we do this, what will the new county master think?"

"Grandpa, it doesn't matter what he thinks, what matters is that we have friendship with the magistrate." Ding Tian smiled: "Besides, if he also wants to have this honor, he has to work hard, otherwise the three-year term expires." , when you leave, it won't look good."

"You, maybe the magistrate of the county has been here for more than three years, but the current Mr. Du has been here for ten years..." The old village head reminded him: "But the newcomer is not as good as Mr. Du, who knows everything."

Du Zhiming has been the county magistrate here for ten years, and he has become very close to this place. Several district chiefs have eaten at his house. There is a reason why he is so popular with the people. Although he also has petty greed, it does not affect the overall situation. What's more, Du Zhiming has experienced three years of war here, and even personally went to the tower to supervise the battle. When the city was broken, he was also in the city. A civil servant dared to wield a big knife to die with the enemy. If the reinforcements did not come in time, He was already dead.

Compared with the new county magistrate who I don't know, can the feelings be the same?

"Besides, the handover by the magistrate of the county is not in person. I heard that it is just handover by his subordinates. He will come after Master Du leaves." Ding Tian has already inquired about it. The process should be face-to-face handover, but he heard that The new county magistrate who is going to take office is currently located far away. He also brought his family members with him this time, so he walked slowly. Let his subordinates come over quickly and hand over the rest, and the rest will be discussed when he comes.

"Really?" Lao Lichang's eyes lit up as soon as he heard it: "This will be fine."

As long as you don't refute face on the spot, everything else is easy to talk about.

Big deal, when welcoming the new county magistrate, be more grand.

After discussing something on his mind, Ding Tian left after chatting for a while.

The village head really gave him a gift in return. A piece of salted bacon is already a very good thing in the farmhouse.

"Uncle Daxing..." Ding Tian didn't want it, but Ding Daxing insisted: "Take it, go back to the Yamen, and you can also cook a stew to eat."

There was no other way, Ding Tian had no choice but to return home with a hang of bacon.

Seeing that he was back, the second and third uncles left. After a night, Ding Tian packed the pig's hind legs the next day and went to Hujia Village where his uncle's house was.

Ding Mo's family is busy now, and he has no chance to be his coachman, so he has to go by himself.

He can't drive a horse-drawn cart. The cows are all in the field now, so he doesn't have time to pull him. He plans to go to the tofu shop in the village and borrow their donkey.

Fortunately, at this time, the old village head came!

"I'm going to Hu's Village. I'll ask Uncle Daxing to drive the car and take you with me." The old village head was dressed in clothes that were probably new, and he looked clean. He looked like someone who was going to do "big things".

"Hey, that's fine!" Ding Tian said happily, "It'll save me the trouble of borrowing a donkey for my journey."

Bullock carts are slower, while horse carts are faster. The village chief's family does not have a horse cart, but it is very good to be able to drive an ox cart when traveling at this time.

Besides, Ding Tian was a little worried that he could not ride a donkey well.