Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 14
Yi Shuyuan put down his pen after a little complacency, and found that there was no reaction from the two people around him, especially the master book staring at the words as if in a daze.

"My lord, can the words below be considered a pass?"

Yi Shuyuan asked this sentence knowingly, and he still has a bit of appreciation. If this word is not enough, then the county government doesn't need to recruit people.

"My lord?"

"Ah? Oh, this word is very wonderful, very wonderful, haven't you asked the gentleman's name?"

When the chief secretary was speaking, he actually came out from behind the desk case, and asked Yi Shuyuan with his hands clasped in front of him.

"Under Yi Shuyuan, his ancestral home is Yuanjiang County, and he just came back recently."

Sure enough, it is a foreigner, but I have never heard of the name Yi Shuyuan, but I don't care if he has heard of it or not. The master only knows that this person's calligraphy skills are by no means to be underestimated.

"Mr. Yi, did you come to find me happy? Do you really want to be a civil servant?"

Now Yi Shuyuan wondered, is this job the same as selling a contract?Can you get in and out?So ask carefully

"My lord, is this official only allowed to enter but not to exit?"

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

Yi Shuyuan is relieved, is he still afraid of being underestimated?During this period of time, he was almost looked at by a monkey playing a diorama, so he showed a relaxed smile. Being an official is too far away from him, and the ancient merit test is terrible.

"My lord is too worried. Yi has been used to being lazy and free all his life, so he has no intention of being an official."

Seeing what he said, the master didn't want to ask any more questions. From the bottom of his heart, he naturally hoped that Yi Shuyuan would stay. He nodded and prepared to write a deed.

This paper document is equivalent to a contract, and the terms on it are not harsh to Yi Shuyuan. Yi Shuyuan said that he lives in Xihe Village, and it is inconvenient to go back and forth to the county office. The master book immediately added a note that the county office can provide accommodation The terms, even the quilts are written, it can be said to be extremely comprehensive and sincere.

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

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

"Don't bother, come here lightly, I don't have anything to bring."

"That's it, Wu Minggao is waiting here!"

The director relaxed a little, and directly signed up, and Yi Shuyuan also heaved a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, Yi Shuyuan and the chief secretary bowed to each other, and went out along the same road led by the official. Two days later, he had to report here, which was considered to be the official start of work.

Yi Shuyuan also had a big heart. He didn't expect that he could find a suitable job directly today, and even help him get rid of the relatively disturbing environment. As for what to say when he goes back, he just needs to be carried out of the county government.

In the official office room, the chief clerk bid farewell to Yi Shuyuan with a smile on his face. When he stood at the door and couldn't see the other party's back, he jumped suddenly and arrived in front of the official case. He carefully picked up the piece of rice paper, carefully admired the calligraphy, and then Fearing that the wet ink would flow down, he quickly put it back on the table and took a closer look.

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

"Good calligraphy, good poetry, such accomplishments at such a young age! In the future, it will definitely become a generation of masters who will be famous all over the world!"

The master book muttered to himself, carefully waiting for the ink on the rice paper to dry, this one, of course, must be framed and kept privately, otherwise his salary as the master book cannot afford any authentic works by famous artists.

"Oh, I didn't let Mr. Yi sign the money! But the future is long, and there is still a chance"

The master secretary was still there secretly happy. Outside the county office, Yi Shuyuan had just bowed his hands to say goodbye to the two officials. A man who was sweating profusely finally found Yi Shuyuan. come over.

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

Yi Shuyuan walked over quickly and glared at Yi Yongan, who immediately lowered his voice, while quickly following Yi Shuyuan's pace, he handed over a greased paper package from his hand courteously, inside were several steaming steamed stuffed bun.

"Uncle, try the buns from Tongxinlou, stuffed with meat and vegetables!"

Yi Shuyuan was not too polite, he reached out and grabbed one and took a bite. With the support of his own hunger, he only felt that the buns were very delicious, and he ate one in a few bites.

"Next time uncle will take you to eat hard dishes from Tongxinlou!"

After painting the cake, Yi Shuyuan stretched out his hand and took another steamed stuffed bun to eat. He didn't buy more steamed stuffed buns, there were three in total, and the rest of the lunch was the steamed stuffed bun that he brought, so Yi Yong'an hurriedly grabbed the last one.

"It's delicious, by the way, uncle, why are you in the county government office?"

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

The two walked while talking, and they were about to rush back. Yi Shuyuan looked back, and the two officials seemed to be looking in his direction from afar.
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In the evening, Yijia’s kitchen is next to the counter, and there is still a faint flame in the stove. The dining table is placed in this relatively warm room, and the flame dances from time to time when the oil is spread, which serves as indoor lighting.

"What? Brother, you are going to be a civil servant in the county government, how far is it from home!"

Yi Baokang was still stunned, 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 an errand. By the way, uncle, how much will the county government pay you?"

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

Hearing Mrs. Zhao's words, Yi Shuyuan thought it over and didn't tell the truth, and told the number with a [-]% discount. After all, the master book said that the treatment he gave was definitely the best.

"According to the Japanese book not less than two thousand words, you can get five for one bucket of rice, and copper coins at the market price."

Of course, writing county chronicles is not as simple as just copying. It has to check old ones and make up new ones, summarize them, record them in books, etc., but Yi Shuyuan speaks in a way that people at the table can understand.

"One bucket of five liters of rice!" "One bucket of five"

Yi Baokang's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Zhao, exclaimed, "This is big white rice, not millet or something like that. Converted to the current price of rice, it would cost seventy or eighty yuan, which is not a small sum for rural farmers.

Farmers have grain but not much money. Even if someone collects grain, they will not try their best to lower the price in the countryside.

Yi Yong'an and his wife couldn't help talking in a low voice.

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

"It's almost a hundred pennies!" "Is that much in a day?"

One must know that Yi Yong'an thought that he would only come back to the city a few times a year, and the few buns from Tongxinlou he gritted his teeth to buy only cost nine Wen, and a bowl of Suyang Chun Noodles could be eaten for three Wen.

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

Zhao's face became full of smiles, and he kicked Yi Baokang twice, seeing that he didn't speak, he opened his mouth, and his expression changed from happy to moaning immediately.

"Hey, uncle is capable. These years, it has been difficult for us to take care of our parents' old age. My mother was sick all the year round, and she always called for uncle. It would be great if uncle would come back soon!"

Uncle Zhao's shout was never so cordial and sincere.

Everyone could hear Zhao's voice, Yi Baokang's old face was about to turn red, and he opened his mouth to speak, but was suppressed by Yi Shuyuan who spoke first.

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

As he said that, Yi Shuyuan patted Yi Baokang on the shoulder, picked up chopsticks to pick up vegetables, and ate with relish even ordering some pickles and radishes, which was more enjoyable than any other day he had been here before. Why don't you know.

"Don't look, eat!" "Oh!"

"Uncle, you can eat this egg."

Mrs. Zhao pretended to hand over the only boiled egg, but what surprised her was that Yi Shuyuan took it without refusing, tapped the corner of the table twice, and began to peel it.

After the egg was set, Yi Shuyuan glanced at Mrs. Zhao, shook his head with a smile, then changed hands and put it in the child's bowl on the table.

Putting the last mouthful of rice into his mouth, Yi Shuyuan got up and left the dining table amid Zhao's slightly embarrassed expression.
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This night, when Yi Shuyuan fell asleep, he was very at ease, because the livelihood problem was temporarily solved, and the troubles in this world were reduced by more than half.

But after waking up in the middle of the night, Yi Shuyuan still had some insomnia. His recent worries were relieved, homesickness hit him, and his future was still very confused. How should I live this life?There is also a faint 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 is too big, I don't know where the border is, and the world is too strange, I don't know what is outside.

That strange snake is a monster, right?If it is really a monster, what about ghosts, gods and Buddhas?
Yi Shuyuan was very conflicted. On the one hand, he hoped to have it. After all, few people can not yearn for these things at all, but on the other hand, he hoped not to have them, because having them would represent unknown and dangerous.

It's a pity that martial arts are difficult to practice. According to the side-talking of A Fei, Yi Shuyuan has already passed the time to practice martial arts.

(End of this chapter)