Brocade clothing as the country

Chapter 13 Rules
After talking about striding away, Wang Tong responded politely, but he was vigilant in his heart. He had the identity of the Jinyiwei, but on this South Street, he couldn't get carried away. At the foot of the emperor, there was a hidden dragon and a tiger. High-ranking officials and relatives of the emperor should be careful.

Wang Tong's fluttering thoughts just now began to calm down, he politely declined the merchants' invitations, bought some cooked vegetables and dry food casually, and called Zhang Shiqiang back to his house together.

It was not the first time for Zhang Shiqiang to visit Wang's residence. When he saw the Wang Li tablet enshrined in the main hall, Zhang Shiqiang obviously hesitated. In the end, he went to light three sticks of incense and bowed.

Cooked vegetables, dry food and a little wine, you can't drink when you are on duty, but Wang Tong knows that drinking a little wine can easily make Zhang Shiqiang relax and talk more about what he wants to know.

The cooked dishes are elbow meat, braised small intestines, and the things are simple, but Zhang Shiqiang’s food is very delicious, Wang Li is a small flag, and he has a lot of extra money. Wang Tong has never suffered much since he was a child, but Zhang Shiqiang has been doing this spare time to stay behind , the days have been hard for a long time, and there is little oil and water. When I see meat, I eat quickly.

After a few sips of wine, Zhang Shiqiang started to talk more, saying that he was in his 30s and couldn't even afford a daughter-in-law, that being alone was really hard, and so on.

"Brother Zhang, what is going on in this South Street, can you tell me in detail?"

Zhang Shiqiang raised his head and drank a glass of wine. He didn't drink for a long time. He was obviously a little drunk. After thinking about it, he said:
"My old Zhang has been suffering for ten years, and I only have a few days of good life with my brother and your father and son. This South Street, this South Street is considered the first-class job in our hundred households..."

It is trivial to say with alcohol, but it can be said in detail. This is within Wang Tong's expectation. Zhang Shiqiang was born in a wealthy family, and his brains are much more flexible than this military family. Things, such a good job on South Street, he must have been careful.

In the rambling statement, Wang Tong got the information he wanted. There are a total of 21 merchants in this South Street. There are shops, warehouses, and commercial firms. The large courtyard is convenient for storage and the like.

But among the 21 shops, only [-] paid to Jinyiwei on duty every month, and the other five had deep backgrounds, and it was impossible to get things for nothing.

In addition to this, there is a restaurant, a teahouse, and a gambling house. In this, the restaurant and teahouse are usually called for money, and gambling houses are not dared to touch.

Speaking of this Juyifang, Zhang Shiqiang deliberately lowered his voice and said:
"That Juyifang is said to have a great background, and even our Baihu adults have to be polite and dare not provoke..."

When it came to the regular amount of money, Wang Tong listened intently and calculated the details in his mind. Each of the sixteen families paid three taels of silver a month, restaurants paid two taels a month, and teahouses paid one tael a month.

Hearing this, Wang Tong was a little disappointed. It was only 51 taels of silver in January, and it was a little bit of free money, and the benefits of the New Year’s day routine. Moreover, 51 taels of the 12 taels were handed over to Liu Xinyong, the general banner, and 30 taels were handed over to Tian Ronghao, a hundred households. , the rest will be distributed between myself and Zhao Guodong, and Zhang Shiqiang will also be divided. It is not bad to have more than thirty taels of silver in hand.

It was only thirty taels or so, and it didn't mean much. Wang Tong had no expression on his face, but felt very boring in his heart.Although he knew that the actual amount of food and salary he got this year was less than five taels, and in this era, about 11 taels a year for a medium family of four is enough.

But for Wang Tong, the money is at most enough to maintain a decent life, that's all. This is not what he wants. With a second chance in life, Wang Tong doesn't want to live a mediocre life like his previous life , he wants to live brilliantly and live willingly.

All of this is inseparable from money. There are only dozens of taels of silver in income every year, so what can I do...
Zhang Shiqiang drank too much, Wang Tong sent him back to sleep, while he stood in the yard and stared at the distant imperial city in a daze all afternoon.

"Old man, can I ask you about something in the mansion?"

While sweeping the clean ground, Wang Tong asked the old man in a low voice. The old man looked at him vigilantly and replied firmly:

"The old man cleans the door every day, if he knows anything about the house, don't ask me!"

Hearing what the other party said, Wang Tong was a little disappointed. The question just now meant to be a test. Apart from the person involved, he had also told this old man about the beating. This old man was the only one in Hetian Baihu. contact.

When Wang Tong went to carry the bucket, he was preempted by the old man, and said with a smile:

"My old man gets up early every day and relies on this to move his body. You little adult has done it all. What should I do?"

Looking at the old man in green clothes and hat in front of him, Wang Tong suddenly had an idea and asked:
"Old man, I haven't asked you for your last name for the past few days after seeing you."

"What's more expensive to work every day, the old man's surname is Tian."

"Are you a relative of Lord Baihu?"

The old man laughed, put down the bucket and said:
"Little lord, don't you know that you have to follow the surname of the master's family if you are a slave to someone else's family? Of course the old man must be surnamed Tian."

What Wang Tong said was a little embarrassing, the old man sprinkled a few ladles of water, and said with a smile:

"I want to try my luck to curry favor with Tian Baihu from the old man's side. I'd like to persuade my lord to get rid of this idea. The old man sees that you are a kind person. Good intentions will be rewarded with good intentions. Why worry about it!"

Wang Tong shook his head with a dry smile, if good intentions are rewarded, why did he encounter so many bastard things.

This morning's Dianmao was a little different from other days. First, General Banner Liu Xinyong claimed sick leave, and Zhao Guodong stood timidly in the corner.

Several people who have followed Wang Li to Macau came over to say hello with a smile, remembering Wang Li in their words, being polite to Wang Tong, knowing that this is hypocrisy without judging, otherwise Wang Li died of illness, what do you think of the mourning hall worship Less than these few characters that are now remembered.

After finishing the work, there was nothing to do today. After returning to South Street, Zhao Guodong was not seen coming. Wang Tong made a rough estimate and said to Zhang Shiqiang:
"Brother Zhang, this street is not short. You and I are patrolling, why don't you take turns and rest in my house."

When he thought about it, the so-called duty was like a police patrol. He had to move around frequently to resolve disputes and maintain law and order. Unexpectedly, Zhang Shiqiang had a puzzled expression on his face, and Wang Tong couldn't help asking:

"Is there something wrong!?"

"What's wrong with what my brother said, but when you're on duty, you can collect the money as usual at the end of the month, go to the teahouse for tea on weekdays, and just do your own things at home when you have nothing to do."

Wang Tong really didn't expect that he was on duty for nothing. Seeing Wang Tong's silence, Zhang Shiqiang thought he had said something wrong, and was a little flustered.

"Since our brother is in charge, we have to go and have a look."

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Lao Bai wants to write something different in this book, but the things that attracted everyone in the past must be preserved, thank you everyone
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