Han Si reported in detail that Han Jiang suddenly ran back to the mansion to deal with the matter of the Lord's concubine named Juanniang.

Han Tong said: "This matter is indeed unruly, but it is not wrong. You say that gold and silver alone are higher than her monthly money in the past few years?"

Han Si replied: "The grandson didn't make any careful calculations, but looking at the number of gold leaves, I'm afraid there will be thousands of guan in just gold."

The discount price of one tael of gold is thirty stagnant.

Han Tong asked: "Didn't say, where did the money come from?"

"I don't know. After the young master found the gold and silver, he left the house. When the grandson saw a small brocade box, the young master opened it, as if it was a green color."

"Zhengcui or fake Cui?"

"The grandson didn't look closely, I don't know."

The Zhengcui that Han Tong mentioned was made of kingfisher feathers. A kingfisher only has thirty-eight feathers to use, and it is quite cruel to take it alive.

The fake green is made of Nanyang green feathers.

In fact, neither of these two were recognized by Song Lu at this time. They were both sins, nothing more than light or serious.

Han Tong asked again: "No conviction?"

"The grandson doesn't know, but the young master ordered that the courtyard will reduce the monthly money by three levels from next month."

"The rules of the mansion are divided into thirteen levels per month. When I left the man, there were only two masters in the first three levels. The fourth wife was at the tenth level, and the old man Yuan was at the ninth level. I don't remember that courtyard."

An old lady said at this time: "I remember being favored last year was the sixth level."

Han Tong asked back: "Be favored?"

The old lady changed her words: "Maybe you be favored for a while."

"Yes, the real favor should be the seventh level up, which is down to the fourth level, which is the standard for maids and concubines."

Everyone here knows the rules of the mansion, and the fourth level at the bottom is the standard for maids.

For Han Si, Han Si's monthly money standards are all seventh.

Someone asked: "Brother Si, Shaojun and that brother are of the same level?"

"As the same level as the Lord."

"Hiss..." Everyone present was shocked.

Han Tong just nodded silently, and there was something he didn't dare to say, when the old master was alive, the current head of the family was not yet at the top, and the highest was level 10. Now Han Zhao is only at the eighth level monthly money. Han Qi takes his own salary and the mansion will make up for another eleventh level monthly money.

Han Si said again: "I heard that my grandson had not seen the official documents yet. Zhen'an Hou Mansion had originally had a fief of 1,400 households, and 500 households were left to the child under the age of one year in Zhen'an Hou Mansion. The young master had seven hundred households and two hundred households in real estate."

"Shiyi?"

"Yes, it was my uncle who said it."

"Is it the lord who came forward?"

"It was the order made by the Empress, and the Lord Ge Xiang executed."

Han Tong stood up: "Everyone, there is no need to discuss this matter. Let us move our old bones to deal with what should be cleaned up. This is our loyalty to the Han family. The things mentioned by Shaojun will be based on the results we discussed in the afternoon. First, we can see how many fines can be confiscated and divided according to the proportion. If we do not meet the standards we mentioned, please ask Shaojun to seize it. Or if it exceeds it, then add one for the old household."

"Then let's do it. I'll check the accounts." Shen Congjian, the former general accountant of the Han Mansion, was the cousin of Shen Congyi, the current chief manager of the Han Mansion. "Xiaosi, go and tell Shaojun, ask Shaojun to have a meal. We talked on the boat and went to Yanzhou to deal with those things earlier."

"yes."

On the boat, Han Tong and others did not immediately talk to Han Jiang about their ideas, and first handed over the prepared distribution standards to the customers to Han Jiang.

From here to Yanzhou, it will be almost half a day that night. If the wind is good, you can arrive the next afternoon. As long as it is not purely against the wind, you will definitely arrive before the evening, so it will not be too late to talk tomorrow during the day.

In the room, Han Jiang rarely lit the lamp to read.

In order to ensure his vision, Han Jiang will not light up the lights to read texts at night.

Customers are in Mandarin. Those who own their own industries are called main users, while the rest are called customers.

The most ordinary small workers in Lin'an Mansion earn about 130 cents a day. Those who do this kind of words, such as those who wash clothes for others or work as handymen. The minimum income of porters on the dock in Lin'an Mansion can reach about 200 cents.

Han Jiang took out the abacus and beat him up.

Cai doesn't like to talk, but she prepares her pen and ink with a wink.

Sure enough, Han Jiang said in a short while: "The lowest weaver household has an annual income of only 70 stakes, and the highest one is not more than 150 stakes. Although this income is worry-free, it is far from being rich. Based on the annual raw silk production, the quantity purchased, and the quantity of cotton and linen, it is converted into cloth. The price difference is not small."

Only seventy silos and one hundred and fifty silos were recorded on the colored paper.

Han Jiang calculated again and said, "The lowest price of the merchant is only thirty-one cents. No wonder Han Tong wrote that one household paid 500 coins, 50 kilograms of rice, 3 kilograms of meat, 8 taels of vegetarian oil, and 3 kilograms of salt."

Han Tong wrote it right, and based on the income of the merchants, the things he sent are not small.

The current price of rice costs 2,500 yuan per stone.

Ordinary farmers never eat rice, and even if they have rice, they will exchange it for cheap food.

"Now, no one is greedy for the village. Maybe it's just that the manager is too incompetent."

After saying this, Han Jiang did not count the income of the mountain people. The mountain people mainly manage the mountains and forests, one is firewood, and the other is to pick some wild game. When wood is needed, the income from the bamboo forest is also good.

A mountain with tea is called a tea house, and it is the same as a farm, although it is on the mountain.

"Stop." Han Jiang didn't want to look at it anymore.

Soon, Cai put the stove in the quilt. Because the bed in the boat warehouse was a little short, Cai spread his quilt on the side.

Standing beside the bed, Han Jiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said to herself in a low voice: "If you continue like this, will you just have a quilt in the future?"

Han Jiang's voice was very small, but a ghost-like figure stood on Han Jiang's left step forward half a minute.

The silent walking of Han Jiang was so scared that he jumped.

Suddenly, Cai Qiu grabbed Han Jiang's wrist, then released half of it, and pressed her four fingers on Han Jiang's pulse.

Han Jiang was a little confused, so she didn't move.

After a full incense stick, Cai changed hands and took the pulse, then took off Han Jiang's coat without saying a word, helped Han Jiang into the quilt, then took his pillow from the other side of the original bed, and placed it side by side with Han Jiang's.

Turn off the lights.

Lying side by side, you can occasionally hear the sound of wind and waves in the boat warehouse.

Han Jiang couldn't help asking: "Cai, what's my pulse?"

"The master is the master."

Cai replied without any beginning or end.

Han Jiang asked again: "I didn't understand."

Cai replied again: "Brother Jiang is Brother Jiang."

Han Jiang turned to look at Cai: "Say something I can understand."

Cai was silent. Han Jiang knew that Cai was still open his eyes and was waiting. He could feel that Cai seemed to have discovered something.
Chapter completed!