Suddenly I pulled the recommendation votes again……

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He stood there and didn't say anything. In Tan Sitong's eyes, it was Mr. Xu. Dongfang Xinzhe was calm and silent.

He pulled Xu Yifan into the room and sat down with him. He said sincerely: "Mr. Xu, I admire his knowledge. I rashly mentioned Mr. Weng Zhongtang that he arrived in Beijing, and hoped that Zhongtang would take some care of his husband. It is easy to donate officials, but it is difficult to make up for the shortcomings. With the words of Zhongtang, he has many talents all over the world, and the husband has a good future."

Xu Yifan then reacted and was slightly moved when he heard Tan Sitong's kindness.

No wonder he is good friends with Wang Wu. In addition to being a bit arrogant as a family, he is more handsome and handsome. He obviously disagreed with his donation to foreign officials, but he is still helping.

But it helped too much!

The person I wanted to use was a mortal enemy of Weng Tonghe!

Just as I was pondering about what to say, the cotton curtain in my room was lifted up again, and a middle-aged man who was tall and thin and ordinary in appearance was thrown into the crowd and could not recognize him.

This person was Zhang Yu, the manager whom the shopkeeper Han had handed to Xu Yifan. He talked very little along the way. Xu Yifan sometimes wondered how he could achieve the level of being very familiar with Mr. Han in the capital with such a dull affair.

And he always vaguely felt that this guy seemed to be staring at him behind his back with gloomy eyes.

Seeing Zhang Yu coming in, Tan Sitong clapped his hands and smiled and said, "Mr. Xu, this is a rare opportunity. Tomorrow morning, the car from Zhongtang's family will come to pick up the driver. Zhongtang is very willing to meet with him. Let's just make up!"

Xu Yifan had not had time to object, so he had already gone far away. He chased him out and couldn't catch up with him. Xu Yifan looked at him and shook his head. Oh, let's talk, hello, I'm good, the weather is good, everyone can talk for a while.

It would be better to stay energetic to see this Weng Zhongtang to touch Chen Erya's door at night.

Looking back, Zhang Yu, who was not very likable, was looking at Tan Sitong's back gloomy. Xu Yifan, who was a little depressed, asked, "Manager Zhang, didn't he go to settle the household registration and get a bail? He finished the matter so soon?"

Zhang Yu bowed respectfully: "Sir, the matter has been completed. I have settled my home and my neighbors have all the documents. The local security guards have also drawn a secret. I just donated the official and I also have to have a seal and guaranteed by the official from the hometown and the Beijing officials... The shopkeeper Huang from the Dade Jin Store is waiting outside. Are you going to meet him now?"

So quick? He only took an hour or two to go out! Xu Yifan took a bag from Zhang Yu a little unbelievable. When he opened it, he found that it was indeed a stack of documents. The certificate of entry was placed at the top.

I am finally a person from this era!

Thinking of this, he really didn't know what it felt. He was so confused when he held the household registration note. After a while, he shook his head: "Why is there a shopkeeper in the gold shop? What's going on?"

Zhang Yu smiled silently, but his expression was still very respectful. I don’t know what orders the shopkeeper Han gave them. Dashengkui’s people were extremely respectful to Xu Yifan. They dared not disobey Xu Yifan’s words all the way. They were even more worry-free than their own slaves.

As for why Old Manager Han made such a arrangement, Xu Yifan was too lazy to guess.

"Mr. Xu, donating officials is not just taking the money to the Sankuya Office of the Ministry of Revenue. The donation bureaus of each province will collect the money and then transfer it to the departments of the Ministry of Revenue. As for directly adding money to the capital, I am afraid that I can't avoid these gold shops. Without their management, I am not prepared to give the money to the Sankuya Office. I want to give money, but I can't even give it to the money."

I'm so troublesome when I spend money to buy an official? Although Xu Yifan's historical knowledge is good, he didn't understand these trivial matters of the past dynasties. He was not angry and took a look at Zhang Yu.

This kid is really a talented person. He doesn't hum or hell, and he does everything quickly and quickly.

He waved his hand: "Please ask that shopkeeper Huang to come in... Isn't this a pimp?"

The pimped shopkeeper Huang, before he could enter the door, he heard his laughter. As soon as the curtain was lifted, a ball of meat rolled in. The fat man's eyes were small, and he couldn't see it when he smiled.

Seeing Xu Yifan standing and waiting for him, he immediately fought for a thousand.

"Your Majesty, you are a lucky person, the heaven is full and the earth is round. Where are you in your life? This is the way to open Chen Fan. Look, if you don't enter the military plane within ten years, you can dig my eyes!"

Looking at the fat man’s familiar appearance, Xu Yifan was so depressed that he was gone. This person is really suitable for pimping!

He called Fatty Huang to sit down, picked up the tea bowl and smiled, "My manager, have you told you? I want to donate to a prefect this time..."

The fat man smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth: "Now the fifth-grade Huang Tang, I will designate the first-grade Gaosheng in the future! Master, I will congratulate you in advance here."

Xu Yifan smiled: "Don't flatter me, how much is it? Tell me quickly."

Fatty Huang found a small calculation from somewhere, and started to fight: "The donation of coastal defense has not stopped yet, and the donation officials are all deducted. The prefecture order is 7,200 taels. Master, do you want to distinguish between odd and even? If it is not discriminated between odd and even, add 200. No checking is 18. If you refer to the province, it depends on the province. It is 220. The door bag of the Sanku Yamen plus the villain's life is low and its strength is not valuable. I will dig it out for you here... According to the copy number, 8,300 taels and 800 feet patterned silver. Master, are you going to go out to the bank ticket or give the cash? The villain wants to find a big son and hit you to death when he goes out!"

His business scriptures made Xu Yifan confused: "Slow down, why not distinguish between odd and even? What can I not check?"

"Master, you don't know this?"

It turns out that if you donate the official, you have to be distributed to various provinces for vacancies, and you have to draw lots. According to the official number, you will draw odd numbers this month and even numbers next month... After donating money, no matter the odd and even numbers, you can participate in the lottery in any month. If you add some more, you will be exempted from drawing lots...

It turns out that after donating the official position, it is customary to bring it to the princes and ministers to check it out. It looks the same as Cheng Kui'an, so go home. If you donate money, you don't have to check it out. Even if you look like Sister Furong, you are directly the parents of the people of the Qing Dynasty...

It turns out that if you donate the official position, you will draw lots to the province you go to. You will have to go to. If you want to go to the place you want to go, you will have to pay...

The Qing Dynasty's official donation business has been fully developed in every link. The resources have been utilized to the extreme. Every class of staff has benefits. No wonder in the second half of the Qing Dynasty, the emperor once tried countless times to stop the donation system of the official donation, which was only more than 2 million taels a year, but the government was completely corrupted, but it was still impossible to stop. It is because of such a huge community of interests...

Xu Yifan opened his mouth wide, and while sighing, he competed with Manager Huang for the silver notes for a long time. Finally, he watched the 8,400 taels of silver notes fly into someone else's pocket with heartache. In exchange for a piece of velvet paper. In a few days, the velvet paper will become an official photo of the same velvet paper.

Manager Huang bowed down and bowed again: "This master, please feel free! My Fatty Huang loves friends. Tomorrow, I will welcome you to the emperor and express my support to you. By the way, I will be the one who is my Fatty Huang! I will send you a post in a while, and I will definitely enjoy it!"

Seeing this meat ball rolling out, Xu Yifan was still dreaming. Now I am the official of the Qing Dynasty?

The prefect is the mayor, and the mayor of a municipality directly under the central government is at the 13th level of administrative level, just next to the side of a high-ranking official... Am I a high-ranking official?

I originally had a net worth of 5,800 yuan, but before leaving, Mr. Han gave me another 8,000 yuan. Now most of it is out...

When he was unsteady, the curtain was lifted up again. This time the guy who came in was the stubborn young man who took the lead in making fun of Xu Yifan in the martial arts training ground.

He was sweating profusely and was holding a white wax pole in his hand: "Master Xu, Erya was beaten! The fifth master was not here, and Brother Decai searched the guy and took people to the Duan County Prince's Mansion. Several masters couldn't hold it back. The fifth master said, your words were his words. You are an elder, you have to take care of it!"

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Haoran's crazy recommendation votes.

I will continue to update two times tomorrow, and we will move forward within 10:1 of the click!!
Chapter completed!