Ding Tian's Ancient Life

I didn't see each other all night, my uncle was in a good mood, and my aunt followed him, and first visited the two wooden tablets, which belonged to my grandparents, and then they sat down, and Ding Tian visited his uncle and aunt.

"Xiu Niang, this is our family's nephew. He works as a jailer in the county government. We all call him Tian'er." The uncle introduced the two of them very naturally: "My nephew is my closest relative." people."

"Hello, aunt." Ding Tian cupped his fists and saluted.

My aunt was at a loss, and her voice was like a mosquito: "Excuse me, okay."

The uncle glared at his nephew: "What are you doing? Scaring your aunt?"

In fact, Ding Tian regretted it after clenching his fist. Does this seem wrong?

"I'm used to being here in the yamen, and I haven't changed it for a while." Ding Tian scratched his head and laughed, his uncle was dumbfounded.

My aunt had already prepared, and the meeting gift for Ding Tian was a suit of clothes and a pair of very finely crafted cotton boots.

Although it was the first time we met, it was obvious that my aunt had done her homework a long time ago. I don't know where I got Ding Tian's size. Needless to say, the clothes and boots must fit well.

"Thank you, Auntie!" Ding Tian was very comfortable in a small outfit now.

"You two talk, I'll go to the kitchen to make something to eat with Aunt Cui, Tian'er has to hurry after eating!" Knowing that Ding Tian will go to the office tomorrow, he has to go back today.

My aunt went to the kitchen.

The rest of the uncle and nephew talked for a while, mainly about taxation.

"Is there no movement at all from Mr. Ma?" Hu Wei also found the new county magistrate very annoying, restless at home, and had no interest in government affairs.

"No." Ding Tian smiled bitterly: "This lord really... wants beauties instead of government affairs."

Every day in the back house, he either comforts the beautiful concubine, teases the servant girl, or fights with his sweet wife, reconciles, and then fights again.

Who is this!

"Then... where is Master Du?" Hu Wei asked about the situation in the Prefect Du's house again.

"I don't know why, but there is no movement over there." Although Ding Tian told Master Xu the same thing, he told his uncle that he was really worried: "It's fine if there is no movement all the time. It would be wrong not to send someone over to take a look. And I see Mr. Ma's confident look, is there something we don't know about here?"

Although I work in the yamen, I have limited sources of information, and I don't know what happened in Fucheng, so Mr. Du has no time to take care of things here^

"In the end, it's still unreliable!" Uncle seemed a little disheartened.

"No, we sent the Wanmin Umbrella to Master Du. Master Du also has feelings for this place, and there must be something delaying it." Ding Tian believed that Master Du, even if his character is not good, but this era will let him care his flourishing place.

The most important thing for a scholar is his reputation.

Mr. Du won the Wanmin Umbrella here, but he carried the burden of a lifetime on his back, and he couldn't shake it off. Even if he went to the sky to become an official, he still had to greet the people here during the festivals.

There is no way, ten years is enough to imprint Niujiao County's imprint on him.

After listening to his nephew's explanation, Hu Wei felt better, and Xiu Niang's breakfast was ready.

"On the third day, I go to the kitchen and wash my hands to make soup. I don't know how to eat, so let my sister taste it first." The sour scholar's uncle didn't move his chopsticks, and first recited a poem: "Although there are no elders in the family, there is a junior. The sister-in-law is gone, and the eldest sister-in-law is also...Let my nephew do the work for you today and try your aunt's handicraft."

"Wang Jian's new bride's words, Uncle, you are protecting Auntie!" Ding Tian was delighted, and put down his chopsticks while holding the rice bowl.

Because it was the first day of cooking, and after the newlyweds, there were still many things in the kitchen.

So Xiu Niang boiled some millet porridge with Aunt Cui, warmed the steamed buns with Lianghe noodles, and there was a leftover roast chicken in the kitchen, which was also torn by hand and put on a plate, and the remaining strips were cut The meat, made into white meat, can be dipped in garlic and eaten. The pickles are also shredded and fried with oil. When it is finally served, there are shredded green onions and a drop of sesame oil in it.

Such a breakfast is definitely a hearty one.

Ding Tian was very satisfied with the food: "It's still my aunt's skill, my uncle is lucky."

"You like to eat, so come here often and ask your aunt to make it for you." The new wife's craftsmanship has been affirmed by her nephew, and she is happy to be an uncle.

"That's for sure!" Ding Tian gritted his teeth, "I'm afraid my uncle will dislike me."

"You, you can't stop your mouth with anything you eat." Hu Wei took a chicken leg for him lovingly: "Go back quickly when you're full, and you can't delay the errands in the yamen. Now the county magistrate has a really bad temper ……well!"

After dinner, Ding Tian drove away and returned to the county government with the gift from his aunt.

The county government is still as quiet as ever, yes, what can happen in such a sleepy town?

After he came back, he went to sell his vacation, Master Xu was a little worried: "Master Ma has already reached out to the taxation." "He has reached out?" Ding Tian frowned: "I really... can't wait."

"His reason is very simple. The magistrate came to order him to report the tax and send the grain directly to the camp in the north as military rations. As for the silver? Just pack it up and wait for the spring of next year. Fucheng." Master Xu hated it to death: "Food, food!"

These grains, the ones that have been collected too much, are afraid that they will be swallowed up.

"Then give it!" Ding Tian felt nothing, "It's nothing more than grain and silver. We are not afraid of moving it, but we are afraid of keeping it there for a long time. It's okay if the master doesn't reach out, but once you do, it will be easy."

"It's also...." Director Xu immediately had an idea: "That's right, as long as you move...."

Ding Tian said his goodbyes and left. He lay on the bed that night and thought about it. Even though it was in ancient times, there seemed to be some things that he could do nothing about.

Close your eyes and sleep, some messy pictures in your dream.

The weather is getting colder, and his house is gradually being completed. In fact, the decoration of the ancient people is just like that. The walls are painted with lime, and the white ones are good. The furniture is almost the same. At that time, Ding Tian treated guests to dinner and gave him hot pot.

Many people from the village came to know his house, and they would have a place to stay in the village in the future, so they were all happy to come to his house to drink.

Dingtian hot pot uses mutton. Kill two big fat sheep, put dried chili and radish pieces, and a pot of delicious mutton radish is ready. The steamed buns with two sides are open to eat. It’s a big dish. Four or five jars of cooking pot wine were placed on the table, and even Ma County Magistrate sent two horses of linen cloth and half a fan of pork as congratulatory gifts.

The gift was generous, and Ding Tian also thanked the master, although it was just a lip service.

"The color of the linen is good, let's make a cotton curtain for Tian'er, to save the cold." The second aunt had already thought about it: "Make two curtains too."

As for the pork, cut it and wrap it in linen cloth, tie it with hemp rope and hang it outside the kitchen window. With the current temperature here, things will not be broken if they are placed outside. Low, the bacon will become more and more delicious.

After the hot pot was cooked, the second and third uncles went back to Dingjia Village. They were about to sell the excess harvest and exchange it for money, and then they would prepare for Maodong. They would not come to the county usually.

Ding Tian's shop is almost finished.

And the next day, Ding Tian found out that there were guests in the county government.

There were quite a few people, at least twenty or thirty, surrounded by a young man, everyone called Third Young Master.

"Who is this?" Looking at the eyes, Ding Tian asked the well-informed Lin Qi next to him.

"It is said that he is Madam's cousin, who came here to do business." Lin Qi told him: "Even the shop is bought, so I sent someone."

"So fast?" Ding Tian asked casually, "What kind of business are you opening?"

"I heard it's a grain store." Lin Qidao: "In our county town, there is no store that specializes in selling grain." Ding Tian thought, isn't it!

"This deal is good." Ding Tian praised.

"What's the matter? I heard that the shop was opened in cooperation with the Gao family, and the name of the Gao family can be exempted from tax." Lin Qi curled her lips: "Who made Mr. Gao a scholar!"

Mr. Gao?

Ding Tian's eyebrows twitched: "The Gao family..."

Isn't that the Gao family who robbed the original owner's fiancée?

He had been in the county for so long, and he didn't go out much, and he didn't pay much attention to the Gao family and the Chen family. The original owner died of depression because of them.

I didn't expect to hear the names of the two of them here.

It was too surprising: "Young Master Gao is a scholar, how can... be able to do business?"

In ancient times, it was not like in modern times. Anyone could do business. Within three generations of a merchant’s family, they could not take the imperial examination to be an official, so the status of merchants was very low.

"Who knows!" Lin Qi said enviously: "The Gao family is a big local family, and they even come to visit the master during the festival."

It's a gift money of 100 taels as soon as you make a move, which is really silver.

"Oh, I remembered, there used to be a grain store in Gao's family!" Ding Tian suddenly realized: "Do you remember? Gao's grain store."

"Remember, why don't you remember!" Lin Qi was depressed: "Buying at a low price and selling at a high price, the Gao family has made a lot of money."

"That's right, when the enemy came, their family was the first to run away." Ding Tian was happy: "Now the grain store is open again."

"That's right, there are rich people who run grain shops." Lin Qi was very envious.

In this place, grain stores are the safest business, after all people need to eat.

The Gao family is a local gentry and a wealthy family. Master Gao is called "Gao Yuanwai", and Young Master Gao Gao Yang is also a scholar. He is very respectable in this county. Now he is partnering with the county magistrate's wife's cousin. Opening a grain store is actually to curry favor with the county magistrate.

The Gao family is very prestigious among ordinary people, but they are nothing in front of officials.

Gao Yang studied in the academy in Fucheng, so he naturally knew how difficult it would be for a scholar without a backing.

Logically speaking, he was from Niujiao County, so he had some friendship with Master Du, but in fact, Master Du wished he had to know him.

The reason is that during the war, Gao's family was the first to run away, and their family was a grain store at the time, and they had some grain in stock. If he left the grain and gave it to the army, at least it would be a good idea.

No!

Taking advantage of the rising grain price, Mr. Gao sold the grain at a high price, and then ran out with the whole family for [-] miles in one go!

The army defending the city was starving and desperately fighting the enemy. If the villagers nearby hadn't even contributed their grain, the outcome of that battle might not have been known.

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