Ding Yi hesitated for a moment, and according to the knowledge learned in martial arts novels, he added another sentence: "Forget it, a master and servant, a family, will be given a severance pay of ten taels of silver, lest they can't find their next home and their livelihood will be lost." ”

"This" Uncle Butler Zhong was stunned, and his face obviously showed hesitation.

Before he could say his words of advice, the people below had already "poofed!" "Poof! Kneeling on the ground, he lowered his head and knocked on the bluestone slab, blood mixed with tears flowing down his face, "Young master, your great kindness, small, small will not be repaid in this life, even if you will be a cow and a horse in the next life"

"Okay, let's live a good life, alas, but I can't eat and drink all the money before I find a new owner, and I want to sell my son as a daughter, then I'll talk to you." The subordinates wiped their tears and nodded.

As soon as Ding said that, he said to the old butler, "Uncle Zhong, after settling the account for them, you can come to my study." "No one is omniscient and omnipotent, let Marie Curie compare hand-knitted sweaters with the old lady of the Chinese countryside at the same time, and ensure that the old lady with small feet throws three streets of this big scientist. After all, he is not an economist or a historian, Ding Yi feels that he only gives ten taels of silver to his family, and it adds up to thirty or fifty taels, which is not enough for Guo Jing to order a plate of dishes for Huang Rong, as for this?

With a little smug feeling that he had finally gained a handful of pride, he turned around and walked into the study. After all, the impact that those scholars brought to Ding Yi was still extremely strong, so he was going to rummage through the study to see if he could find more relics related to the cause of death of this body, and see how this Xiucai Gong got to hang himself, and that group of scholars came to stage this live drama.

In a hurry, the door "creaked" and was pushed open from the outside.

The huge copper basin entered the door, and then I saw the snow-white little hand on the edge of the basin, although it was a little rough because of the labor, but there was another healthy vitality, and then I saw the porcelain man-like little face, thirteen or fourteen years old, quite delicate. It's just that this basin of water is too heavy for her, so in order not to spill it, she purses her lips nervously and moves her steps carefully, so that people can see that it is extremely cute.

She just turned sideways when she entered the door, but she looked at Ding Yi with surprised eyes, the already snow-white little face, suddenly frightened almost bloodless, her hand shook, and a basin of face wash water was splashed on the ground. Before Ding could speak, she knelt down into the water stains on the ground, took out a pair of scissors from her sleeve, and actually pressed against her own throat.

"Young master, don't drive Yu'er away, please don't drive Ruyu away! Yu'er doesn't want silver...... Yu'er has been the young master's personal maid since she was a child, and since the master rescued the slave from the hands of human abductors, Yu'er has never planned to leave. If the young master must drive away Yu'er, and the slave doesn't know where to go, then"

As he spoke, he pressed the scissors down on his snow-white neck.

"Stop!" When Ding Yi's voice sounded, the palm of his hand had already cut into Xiao Yu'er's wrist joint. Although this body is weak, Ding Yi's consciousness is still there, why let an underage girl stab her throat in front of her eyes?

"Ahh This is the little Lori's scream, the scissors flew out of their hands and pierced the edge of the window.

Little Lori was pulled into Ding Yi's arms with one arm, clamped under her armpit and unable to move, shocked and ashamed, her face was so red that she almost dripped blood.

Looking at the innocent face in this arms, who should have studied in the junior high school class in her previous life, Ding Yi really couldn't bear to continue to scare her.

Gently loosening his arm, Ding Yi frowned and asked, "You are Ruyu?" Is it my personal maid? Who said they were going to drive you away? When did I mention that I was going to drive you away? ”

"Young Master! What's wrong with you, even Yu'er doesn't remember? Yu'er's name is still from the Book of Songs. White Horse! Young master, just now he ordered the family wealth to be scattered, and it was also a mess, right? The slave then went to say that Uncle Zhong knew, and let him "call herself Ruyu's little Lori, obviously not knowing that this Ding Yi is no longer the original young master, she is shy and happy, and what she said made Ding Yi very difficult to understand."

Like her, who has no relatives and no reason, grew up in the Ding family, and was sent to serve the young master since she was a child, she should have been accepted a long time ago. It's just that the young master can't let go of that in his heart, he can't let go of that

was so ashamed that his body was sore, and suddenly he heard a very deliberate cough from outside the room: "Uh-huh! ”

Ruyu instantly rushed out from under Ding Yi's arm like a frightened magpie, grabbed a rag casually, sucked the water stains on the ground, and twisted his hands into the copper basin in a panic, and the words in his mouth also became: "Young master is angry, young master is angry!" The slave will pack up and fetch water again, and wait for you to wash your feet......"

When the coughing man at the door heard this, he also pretended not to know anything, but just said loudly: "Young master, the old slave has prepared the accounts, and you need to go through it yourself." ”

Ding Yi didn't know why Uncle Zhong came, but the old housekeeper looked at him as a loyal servant, so he said, "Uncle Zhong?" Come in. ”

Uncle Zhong, the housekeeper, walked in with a thick account book, and the expression on his face was so astringent that he could squeeze out water: "Young master, according to what you said, the reward has been ordered to be prepared." However, the family couldn't raise so much money for a while, so they needed and needed to take some things and go to the pawn shop to store them for a few days. Wait for the autumn to collect the land rent."

"Need to pawn something?" Ding Yi's brows furrowed unconsciously, how could the seemingly glamorous home that he had just inherited be overstretched by thirty or fifty taels of silver?

It seems that thirty or fifty taels of silver is not as humble as he imagined.

"When I just promised the reward, I saw that the adults and children were only fifteen or six together, and there were three or four families horizontally and vertically, and each family was rewarded with ten taels, so I needed to pawn something?"

Uncle Zhong didn't speak, but sighed first, and the wrinkles on his face became more and more profound: "If you go back to the young master, there are a total of four families, and it will be forty taels when you count it...... In recent years, the field rent has been able to collect more than 50 taels a year, and this time pawning some items should still be able to make up enough of these numbers. As for the silver that was specially left for you to study before the old man passed away, it must not be touched! ”

"The young master was confused by the popularity just now, and what he said can't be counted!" Ruyu suddenly raised her head from the ground and interjected.

"That's fine, the old slave will tell them, change ten taels to two taels. Two taels of silver, saving flowers is enough for them to chew grain for more than half a year! The wrinkles on Uncle Zhong's face immediately relaxed, put down the account book, and was about to walk out.

"Wait!" Ding Yi hurriedly stopped him, this matter has to be clarified, no one is a fairy, it is not terrible to make mistakes, what I am afraid of is that I don't know how to pretend to understand and fool the past, and the same problem will occur next time. So Ding Yi asked Uncle Zhong very sincerely: "Ten taels per family, how much?" Uncle Zhong, I have something on my mind recently, and my brain is not very bright. Tell me, how much rice can you buy for ten taels of silver? What is their monthly salary, that is, their monthly salary?! ”

The old slave just thought that the young master didn't care about these things, and thought that he was angry, so he made cruel words to shame them. Who would have thought that these unconscionable guys would dare to climb up the pole! Uncle Zhong first counted the slaves outside in a heartbroken manner, and then began to formally answer Ding Yi's question, "It's hard to say how much rice you can buy for ten taels of silver." It depends on the year, and the price of rice has never been very certain, but at least to say less, how can it cost fifty stones. [Note]

"What? Fifty stones! Ding Yi couldn't help but widen his eyes, this is too bizarre! Just give a tip, and you got 200 stones? This is not a few bags of rice, it is tens of thousands of catties! He looked at the old butler and asked in disbelief, "Uncle Zhong, Uncle Zhong, this is not wrong, right?" Ten taels of silver, can you buy so much rice? ”

"Ten taels of silver, if you buy a house, the house on our left, when it changed hands last year, the price was one hundred and forty taels of silver, and the old slave was pulled to do it, and he has always remembered it clearly in his heart!"

Rao is psychological quality is strong, Ding Yi was also a little dizzy, just now there were sixteen people in the courtyard and four households, and he rewarded ten taels for each family, that is, he rewarded forty taels. It is equivalent to giving away a quarter of the ancestral house and the furniture inside, and maybe you have to put on a few calligraphy, paintings, antiques, etc., to make up the number.

Going to die, going to die! Uncle Chong didn't rush like this! No wonder Ruyu said that she wanted to scatter her family wealth, and she was really killed by Jin Yong!

I regretted that I wanted to hit the wall, but I heard someone shouting at the door: "Brother Rujin, junior brother Peng Zhang is visiting!" ”

"Peng Zhang?!" This name Ding Yi has a vague impression, but it is very vague. I can't help but feel a little drumming in my heart. In the formatted broken memories, this Peng Zhang and Peng Jing are the kind of best friends who have left some traces. Ding Yi, who just took away last night, is not afraid of the old man coming to break off his friendship, nor is he afraid of the family servants leaving, but he is most afraid of meeting this former friend!

Because this kind of reader, if he comes to two lines of poetry and rhyme in a while, it is not a problem that can be solved by being a copyist - the same as the name of the little Lori, such as jade, with her snow-white complexion like a porcelain man, it is appropriate to take this name, and it is indeed her person like jade. But what from the Book of Songs. White Horse", how does Ding Yi know? Including the words of this body, such as Jin, God knows what allusion it came from......

But when the person came to the door, Ding Yi had no choice but to meet him, squeezed out a smile, and said: "Brother Xian......" Before he could speak, a carriage galloped from the street, and when he arrived in front of the door, he just stopped, but saw the curtain of the car opened, and a delicate face was full of tears, and his lips opened lightly: "Ding Lang ......"

Ding Yi felt that one head was two big, fortunately the old housekeeper Uncle Zhong, did not know how to negotiate with those servants, probably persuaded them to leave after Ding Yi was done today, and then he came out with a group of servants, helped the woman out of the carriage, rewarded the coachman, and someone went to take care of the forage and feed the mules and horses of the horses.

"Ding Lang, the father of the concubine, will come to withdraw from the marriage in the near future!" The girl just sat down, and her tears were like a string of beads with broken threads, and she couldn't stop dripping down, "The concubine is born as a member of the Ding family, and died as a ghost of the Ding family!" If in case things get out of hand, the concubine would rather "

[Note]: "Monetary History of China" P464 published in 1958: "During the Orthodox Period...... The price of rice is 100 yuan per stone...... Jingtai three years...... Five hundred banknotes for one or two taels of silver......"

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