Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Yi Shuyuan put down his pen after feeling a little complacent, and found that neither of the two people around him had any reaction, especially the chief secretary who seemed to be in a trance as he stared at the words.

"Lord Registrar, can the words I write below pass the test?"

This sentence means that Yi Shuyuan knows what he is asking, and he still has some taste. If this sentence is not enough, then the county government will not need to recruit people.

"Lord Registrar?"

"Huh? Oh, this word is very wonderful, very wonderful. Haven't you asked me your surname?"

While the chief clerk was speaking, he actually walked out from behind the desk and went to Yi Shuyuan to ask. Yi Shuyuan was slightly nervous and did not dare to reply sloppily.

"I am Yi Shuyuan, whose ancestral home is Yuanjiang County. I just returned recently."

Sure enough, it was from outside, but he had never heard of the name Yi Shuyuan. Regardless of whether he had heard of it or not, the chief clerk only knew that this person's calligraphy skills should not be underestimated, so he asked with some hesitation.

"Mr. Yi, are you here to make me happy? Are you really going to be a civil servant?"

Now Yi Shuyuan was confused. Is this job the same as a contract of prostitution? Can you get in or get out? So I asked carefully

"Lord Registrar, this clerk is only allowed in but not out?"

"How is this possible? I'm just afraid that my husband will be looked down upon when he becomes an official in the future."

Yi Shuyuan felt relieved, but was he still afraid of being looked down upon? During this period of time, he almost looked like a monkey playing a peep show, so he smiled relaxedly. Being an official was too far away from him, and the ancient merit examination was terrible.

"Master Registrar, you are overly worried. Yi has been used to being lazy and free in his life and has no intention of becoming an official."

Seeing what he said, the chief clerk didn't want to ask anymore questions. From the bottom of his heart, he naturally hoped that Yi Shuyuan would stay. He nodded and prepared to write the contract.

This paper deed is equivalent to a contract, and the terms above are not harsh to Yi Shuyuan. Yi Shuyuan said that he lived in Xihe Village and it was inconvenient to go back and forth to the county government office. The chief clerk immediately added a note that the county government office could provide accommodation. The terms and conditions were even written down on the bedding, which was extremely thorough and showed sincerity.

After reading all the terms, Yi Shuyuan wrote Xihe Village in his current residence and signed his name.

"Then please give in, sir! In two days, do you need me to send someone to Xihe Village to pick him up and help him bring some luggage?"

"Don't bother me. Just come here easily. I don't have anything to bring."

"In that case, Wu Minggao is waiting here!"

The chief clerk relaxed a little and signed up directly. Yi Shuyuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Yi Shuyuan and the chief clerk bowed to each other and went out along the original road under the leadership of the officer. He would need to report here two days later, which was considered to be the official start of work.

Yi Shuyuan was also very generous. He didn't expect that he would be able to find a suitable job directly today, and even help him get out of the relatively disturbing environment. As for going back, he would just take him out of the county government office.

In the office room, the chief secretary bid farewell to Yi Shuyuan with a smile on his face. After standing at the door and losing sight of his back, he jumped suddenly and was in front of the public case. He carefully picked up the rice paper, carefully admired the calligraphy, and then Afraid of the wet ink stains flowing down, I quickly put it back on the table and looked closer.

A lot of calligraphy requires careful clues to see the mastery of it, but the word in front of you has a faint charm just at the first glance. This is the most difficult part. It is hard to say whether it can be as good as the masters of ancient times, but it is absolutely unimaginable in time.

"What a wonderful calligraphy and poetry. He has such attainments at such a young age! He will definitely become a famous person in the future and be famous all over the world!"

The chief clerk muttered to himself, carefully waiting for the ink on the rice paper to dry. This one, of course, had to be framed and kept privately, otherwise his salary as chief clerk would not be able to afford any authentic works by famous artists.

"Oops, I didn't let Mr. Yi sign the payment! But we have a long way to go, there is still a chance."

The chief clerk was still secretly rejoicing. Outside the county government office, Yi Shuyuan had just said goodbye to the two officials. A man who was so anxious that he was sweating finally found Yi Shuyuan. He didn't care that it was the county government office and rushed to the office. Come over.

"Uncle, uncle, where have you been? I'm so worried!"

Yi Shuyuan quickly walked over and glared at Yi Yongan, who immediately lowered his voice. While quickly keeping up with Yi Shuyuan's pace, he graciously handed over an oil paper package from his hand, which contained several steaming balls. steamed stuffed bun.

"Uncle, please try Tongxinlou's steamed buns, stuffed with vegetables and meat!"

Yi Shuyuan was not polite. He reached out and grabbed one and took a bite. With the help of his own hunger, he felt that the buns were very delicious and he finished one in just a few bites.

"Next time, uncle will take you to eat the hard food from Tongxinlou!"

After drawing the cake, Yi Shuyuan reached out and took out another bun to eat. He didn't buy more buns, there were three in total. The rest of the lunch was the steamed buns he brought, which made Yi Yongan quickly grab the last one.

"It's not delicious. By the way, uncle, why are you in the county government office?"

"I found a job to earn some money. I have hands and feet, so I can't let your family support me, right?"

The two of them were talking and walking, and were already heading back. Yi Shuyuan looked back and saw that the two officials seemed to be looking in his direction from a distance.

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In the evening, the Yi family's kitchen was next to the counter, and there was still a weak flame in the stove. The dining table was placed in this relatively warm room, and the oil would flicker from time to time to serve as indoor lighting.

"What? Brother, you are going to work as a clerk in the county government. How far is that from home?"

Yi Baokang was still shocked. His wife stepped on his toes under the table and said to Yi Shuyuan with a smile.

"It's a good thing for uncle to find a job. By the way, uncle, how much salary will the county government pay you?"

While the elders were talking, Yi Yong'an, his wife and their children were eating in silence, but their ears were paying attention. Yi Yong'an had also asked his uncle before, but he just smiled and didn't say much on the way.

After hearing Zhao's words, Yi Shuyuan thought about it and did not tell the truth completely. He gave the number at a 50% discount. After all, the chief bookkeeper said that the treatment he gave him was definitely the highest possible.

"Assuming that the daily book is no less than two thousand words, you can get five dou of rice and copper coins based on the market price."

Of course, writing county annals is not just as simple as transcribing it. It has to be reviewed and updated, summarized and sorted, recorded in books, etc. But Yi Shuyuan said it in a way that the people at the table could understand.

"A bucket of five liters of rice!" "A bucket of five liters of rice"

Yi Baokang's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Zhao, exclaimed, "This is big white rice, not millet or anything like that. At the current price of rice, it costs seventy or eighty cents, which is no small sum for rural farmers."

Farmers have grain but not much money. Even if someone collects grain, they won't try hard to lower the price in the countryside.

Yi Yong'an and his wife couldn't help but whisper.

"So much!" "How much is this?"

"It's almost a hundred cents!" "Is that much for one day?"

You know, Yi Yongan thought that he would not be able to go back to the city many times in a year, so he gritted his teeth and bought a few buns from Tongxinlou. They only cost nine pennies, and he could eat a bowl of Suyang spring noodles for only three pennies.

Only the child's buttocks were swaying in position like a wheel, and I don't know what the adults were shouting about.

Mrs. Zhao's face became full of smiles, and she kicked Yi Baokang twice. Seeing that he didn't speak, she spoke herself, and her expression immediately changed from happy to sighing.

"Hey, uncle is still capable. It has been difficult for us to provide for our parents in the past few years. My mother was sick all year round and called for uncle all the time. It would be great if uncle came back soon!"

Uncle Zhao's shout has never sounded so cordial and sincere.

Everyone could hear Zhao's words. Yi Baokang's old face turned red and he opened his mouth to speak, but Yi Shuyuan spoke first and suppressed him.

"Don't worry, brothers and sisters. As an elder brother, I will definitely make up for the vacancies over the years. Let's eat."

Saying that, Yi Shuyuan patted Yi Baokang on the shoulder, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables and ate. He just ordered pickles and radish and ate them with gusto. He was more enjoyable than any other day here before. The calculation in Zhao's heart made him eat again. Why don't you know?

"Don't look at it, just eat!" "Oh!"

"Uncle, you can eat this egg."

Mrs. Zhao pretended to hand over the only hard-boiled egg, but what surprised her was that Yi Shuyuan actually took it without refusal, patted it twice on the corner of the table, and started to peel it.

After poaching the eggs, Yi Shuyuan glanced at Mrs. Zhao, shook his head with a smile, then changed his hand and placed it in the children's bowl on the table.

After taking the last bite of rice into his mouth, with Zhao's slightly embarrassed expression, Yi Shuyuan stood up and left the table.

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That night, Yi Shuyuan felt at ease when he fell asleep, because the livelihood problem was temporarily solved, and most of the troubles in this world were reduced.

But when he woke up in the middle of the night, Yi Shuyuan still had some insomnia. His recent worries were relieved, but he was overcome by homesickness. His future was still very confused. How should I live in this life? There is also a slight feeling of anxiety like when I was looking for a job for the first time in my previous life.

Yi Shuyuan's thoughts continued to expand. The world was too big and he didn't know where the boundaries were. The world was too strange and he didn't know what was outside.

That weird snake is a monster, right? If it is really a monster, what about the ghosts, gods, immortals and Buddhas?

Yi Shuyuan was very conflicted. On the one hand, he hoped that there would be, after all, few people could not desire these things at all. But on the other hand, he hoped that there would not be, because if there were, it represented unknowns and dangers.

It's a pity that martial arts is difficult to practice. Judging from A Fei's sidestep, Yi Shuyuan has already passed the time to practice martial arts.