A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Zhao Bai smiled and changed the topic: "We've moved, why don't we invite everyone to have a good time?"

They were busy with cases both before and after, so Yeats' small group really didn't have time to sit down and have a good meal together. Yeats agreed heartily, "Okay, but it's still the same place."

"Or a pot of hot soup?"

Yeats smiled back: "Of course."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and a tacit understanding emerged spontaneously.

After making an appointment and no longer chatting, seeing that the first month was coming to an end and there were a lot of trivial matters to deal with, Yeats turned around, lowered his head and concentrated on sorting out the cases he had handled, including texts, testimonies, evidence, summaries, transcripts and submissions...each case The process must be written from beginning to end and bound into a book.

It was not until the next shift that Teng Chong and others returned to Dali Temple, and Yeats told them about the dinner party tomorrow.

Teng Chong smiled and asked happily: "You make the sauce yourself?"

"If you like it, I'll adjust it."

"luv't!"

It's really weird. Teng Chong feels that even if the ingredients are exactly the same and in the same order, the sauce made by Ye Xiaodi is more delicious than others.

"Mr. Zhao, are you ready for this little brother Ye?"

Zhao Bai was clearing the table. After hearing this, he smiled broadly, "That's natural. You have to thank me for the dinner tomorrow night. I was the one who suggested it."

"Then I really want to thank Mr. Zhao..."

Yeats cleared the table and got off duty. They chatted and laughed and left the official room together.

Just after leaving the corridor, Bai Lang turned from the other end of the corridor and saluted, "Master Ye, please stay. I have something to ask you."

It was all over, what else could happen, other than a date, everyone knew this, so Teng Chong made an excuse to run away, "My wife is waiting for me to go back to train the children, I'll leave first."

After saying that, he patted Zhang Jin on the shoulder, and the two brothers went home.

Qin Dachuan asked: "Xiao Quanzi, I'm going to Ye Ji Restaurant for dinner, will you come?"

Of course Yang Fuquan went, and after eating, he returned to the Ye family. The Ye family has now moved to a large courtyard with two entrances and two exits. He has a room, so of course he has to go back, that is...

Thinking of Pei Shaoqing's cold face, the young man shuddered and hurried to follow Qin Dachuan.

Bai Lang fisted at Zhao Bai, "Master Zhao..."

Zhao Bai nodded. If you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't have noticed the return gift.

Bai Lang didn't care whether he responded or not. He led Yeats towards the other end of the corridor and disappeared from Zhao Bai's sight after a while.

At the end of the first lunar month, spring was cold, the sun was setting, and the north wind was blowing to make the lonely figure in the corridor desolate.

The top of the corridor blocked the remaining light of dusk, and Zhao Bai stood in the shadow. The loneliness and world-weariness that should have disappeared long ago, the indifference and morbidity of self-exile, were now pervasive with the desolate northwest wind. Drill into his bones.

The boy was shivering due to the cold wind. He waited for a long time before he dared to step forward and remind him, "Sir, it's getting dark, let's go back!"

The boy's response was only the sound of the wind blowing on the roof of the corridor.

With the case on the [-]th of the first lunar month and the various packing matters involved in moving, Yeats and Pei Jingning really didn't have a good date.

When he arrived at the door, Bai Lang shouted, "Master, Master Ye is here."

"Come in."

Yeats was chilled by the evening breeze. He rubbed his hands and entered Pei Jingning's office room. The office room was not much better than the outside, and it was also cold. "My lord, it's not worth it!" At this moment, Yeats just wanted to think about it. I went back to eat the hotpot and had a hot meal. I didn't want to date Pei here at all.

Pei Jingning had almost finished what he was doing. Hearing her words, he raised his eyes. Knowing that the room was cold, he smiled and said, "I'll be fine soon."

Yeats warmed his hands and walked to his desk, "Sir, there is no fire in your official room?"

The treasury of the Wei Dynasty was tight. Starting yesterday, charcoal fires were no longer provided in government offices for heating. Some elderly officials were allowed to bring their own heated hand coverings. Young people were not told not to, but they were not encouraged to do so.

Pei Shaoqing set an example. There was no charcoal fire or hot water to cover the room, and the room was as cold as ice. Yeats's small body really couldn't stand it.

"Isn't your office room cold?"

Yeats chuckled, "Master Zhao quietly brought a copper brazier and placed it under the table. I felt the heat but not the cold."

Hearing this, Pei Jingning cleared the table and glanced at the little lady. Seeing that she was so cold, she smiled at herself heartlessly and sighed secretly. She didn't know someone's tiger and wolf skills. Heart.

He is a man and he will never be mistaken, but so what?A widower also wants to steal his wife from him, which is really overestimating his own capabilities.

Pei Jingning stood up and wrapped the little lady's little hand in his palm, "Is it warm?"

His forehead was touching the little lady's forehead, so intimate and doting, it was like a head shark.

"Sir, this is the office." Yeats was a little shy without paying attention to his image.

"What are you afraid of?" Pei Jingning didn't care, with a smile on his face, "Let's go, I will take you to eat something delicious."

"Where to go?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"I want to eat hot pot." After going to Ye Ji and eating, the new home is not far behind the shop. The food is warm enough to get into bed. It's so comfortable, it's beautiful just thinking about it.

Of course Pei Jingning agreed.

The two got on the carriage. A charcoal fire had been lit in his carriage, and it was warm. Yeats quickly put his hands on the charcoal brazier, "It's better than riding a horse!"

Riding a horse in winter is simply torture!The taste is really not something that ordinary people can tolerate.

"I'll give you one, but you don't want it."

"Of course not."

A small judge, although the monthly salary was raised from five taels to ten taels, it was not enough to keep a carriage. Raising horses was expensive. Yeats shook his head.

Ancient "civil servants" also relied on salaries to live on their salaries, but the wages of ancient "civil servants" were not high at all and mainly required subsidies.

The so-called subsidies refer to legitimate income in addition to normal wages, and are not gray income obtained from corruption or swindling.

In ancient times, one of the most typical wage subsidies for "civil servants" was various "rewards". Taking a certain dynasty as an example, there were three categories of rewards: regular rewards, celebration rewards, and meritorious rewards. Some were directly rewarded with money. What's more, some are rewarded with silk, wine, meat, carriages and horses, and even slaves and houses.

Generally, the court has two regular rewards a year, which are divided into spring gifts and winter gifts.The gift of wax is even more affordable: in addition to money and grain, beef is also given as a reward.The bigger the official's performance, the more rewards he will receive. In many cases, the reward subsidies he receives exceed the official salary. Officials can become rich just by relying on rewards.

But this only refers to high-ranking officials, which can only be enjoyed by high-level "civil servants". Rewards from the court generally cannot reach the hands of lower-level officials. General "civil servants" not only have low wages, but also have little or no subsidies.

But Yeats is protected by a big boss like Pei Jingning, and the various subsidies above are still in her hands, and even more, so Yeats's current small life is at the level of a well-off society.

Right.

In addition, the Ye family owns a breakfast restaurant and a restaurant that operates lunch and dinner, so they took the opportunity of hiding from the matchmaker to rent a large courtyard with two entrances and two exits.I estimate that if I work hard for another three to five years, I can buy a large yard with two entrances and two exits!