Ding Tian's Ancient Life

"I'm jealous!" Mr. Xu sneered and hummed: "The little oil and water in the county government is not enough!"

The county government is so big, when Mr. Du was, there was not much oil and water to fish for. Looking at Mr. Ma like that, he knew that he was not a person who could live in poverty.

How much salary can he have as a small county magistrate for a big family?

According to the Daqing law, the annual salary of the county magistrate is only 60 taels of silver, and the price of rice in the county is one tael of silver and two stones, which is two hundred catties.

On average, the salary is only five taels of silver a month, but you can't just eat rice when you are alive, right?

Eating, drinking, sleeping, going out to socialize, plus the hired masters, handymen, and servants... I am afraid that a year's salary will not be able to support the big family for a month.

This is definitely losing money to be an official!

"But... his big family doesn't need the people in the county to support him?" Ding Tian frowned: "Master Du was not like that at the time?"

"What do you know?" Master Xu rolled his eyes at him: "How many good officials like Mr. Du are there in the world? How many of them have been officials for thousands of miles just for money?"

Ding Tian wanted to say something else, but at the fork in the road, Mr. Xu tore off a roasted chicken leg and stuffed it to Ding Tian: "Don't eat wild vegetables every day, you kid, are you pretending to be pitiful?"

"No, I really like to eat." Ding Tian laughed for a moment: "The fire is hot in spring, let's go to get rid of the anger, but it is obvious that Master Xu rolled his eyes and didn't believe it at all: "You can do it yourself. "

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. He had a special small yard, and it was his now.

Xu accountant became the master book of Xu, so he set up his son as the master book. One of the father and son was the master book of the ninth grade, and the other was the master book of the no grade. They both became people who ate public food. The days are even more beautiful.

It's a pity that this master book is not so easy to be. Although I can't see anything now, who knows what will happen in the future?

Ding Tian has lived here for half a year, and he has also learned how to drive a horse cart, ox cart and donkey cart.He found the wagon the least stable, the ox cart the most heavy-duty, and the donkey cart the most stable, but at present he had only one wagon, a poor horse to draw it, and a horse to ride.

Occasionally, when he drives back to Dingjia Village, he can bring some acquaintances with him.

It's just that the new Mr. Ma's family is really not peaceful. Things happen in the backyard every now and then. Although they are all harmless private affairs, it makes everyone feel that this Mr. Ma... I'm afraid it's really not that good.

Otherwise, a majestic county parent official can't even handle his own mother-in-law. Isn't that too useless?Everyone didn't say anything, but they kept murmuring in their hearts.

The weather is getting hot, but Ding Tian feels cool. First, this place is not modern, there is no greenhouse effect, and the temperature is not high, at most 26 degrees, and 28 degrees is the hottest.

But the climate in ancient times was good, except that mosquitoes were a bit noisy, so he put mosquito nets on it. His windows were covered with gauze, which allowed light to pass through well, but mosquitoes did not enter.

Moreover, gauze curtains were hung on his pit, and there were some melons and fruits that could be put in the well in the yard to cool down and eat.Pure natural green and pollution-free.

He lived behind closed doors, the bustle outside, occasionally listening to others talking about it, but he never participated in it. He only watched the two masters do something to the yamen, Mr. Ma's house was restless, and the whole yamen gradually became a bit smoky.

In fact, the main reason is that Mr. Ma knows how to order the two masters to do anything, what about himself?

Accompanied by the concubine in the back house, even the rituals of the Dragon Boat Festival were packed and delivered by the two masters, and when he saw the letter of money, his heart ached to death, but this poor place has money You can't buy good things either, because there are no good things at all!

"Tian'er, Tian'er!" Lin Qi came running again, and as soon as he entered the door, he picked up the tea bowl and poured it down. The boiled water here in Ding Tian is always fresh from the well. , drink a bowl, especially to show refreshment.

"What's the matter?" Ding Tian fanned himself with a big cattail fan in his hand.

"It's a big deal!" Lin Qi is Shunfeng's ear in the yamen: "I heard that in the back house, Madam asked Concubine Ruyi to fan her. The wrist of Concubine Ruyi's fan was swollen and she couldn't even lift her arms."