Chapter 3 The Qin Dynasty's Employment Contract: One Monthly Salary 280

It was still dark when Jiang Ge stood in the clerk's quarters, waiting for the new employees to come to work. To prevent others in the county government from finding out, she specifically chose the clerk's quarters as the place for the new employees to clock in.

The four yamen runners in the county government all lived in Songyang County. After their shifts, they would go home, so the yamen was unoccupied and relatively clean.

There's no need to worry about being discovered.

Otherwise, it would be terrifying if a grown person suddenly appeared in broad daylight.

The onboarding process is far too formal; it involves not only a contract but also signing to guarantee the rights of both parties.

Django also signed a contract. Although it was produced by the system, it was a formal employment contract. His salary and points were awarded by the system, and he had four days off per month.

With employees late, I idly browsed the system's online store.

Seasonings, toys, food, medicine...

A bag of refined salt costs one yuan, a box of amoxicillin costs ten yuan, an excavator costs two hundred thousand yuan, a toy gun costs thirty yuan, and a walkie-talkie costs forty yuan.

These things are incredibly useful. Imagine Qin Shi Huang using an excavator to build the Great Wall, giving Huo Qubing a box of amoxicillin so he could fight for another hundred years, and giving Du Fu a walkie-talkie so he wouldn't have to think about Li Bai every day.

Even this walkie-talkie has a distance limit; it seems that even a walkie-talkie couldn't stop Li Bai, who was naturally fond of freedom...

Shift your gaze downwards.

Health pills, bullets, laser guns, spaceships, and even elixirs of immortality...

Django's pupils suddenly contracted, and he pointed at the elixir of immortality, hurriedly shouting, "004, what is this?"

If she could accept what she had just heard, these things really shattered her understanding: Is there really an elixir of immortality in this world?

“Host, these things all come from the interstellar era. In the future, humans have researched many things that can prolong life and even broken through the genetic barrier, extending human lifespan to three hundred years. The so-called elixir of immortality is for this purpose, and can extend lifespan to a maximum of three hundred years,” System 004 explained slowly.

Three hundred years old?

But if every feudal emperor lived to be three hundred years old, how long would the common people have to suffer...?

"If every historical figure could obtain the elixir of immortality, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

"Host, take a look at the price first before you talk."

The cold voice shattered Django's illusion. Oh right, he was so focused on the product that he forgot to check the price.

The price of the elixir of immortality is...

999999999!

Their monthly salary is only 280 yuan. If they want to save up 999,999,999, it would take 20,000 years. Even if they started working from the time of the apes, they still wouldn't be able to save enough for the elixir of immortality.

Wouldn't Qin Shi Huang just be able to look at the elixir of immortality with envy?

Looking at the Jian Ti Wan (健体丸), its effects are to eliminate all diseases and maintain the body's peak condition.

The price is ten million.

What's the difference between this and letting working-class people buy a Rolls-Royce?

Looking at the others, the slightly better items are all expensive. Only modern goods have maintained their original prices. Those from the interstellar era are simply unaffordable and would only make others envious if they were in the store.

"Why put these things in the mall if working people can't afford them?"

That's what Django thought in his heart, and that's what he said aloud.

"The host can choose to gift items that are unlocked later."

A gift?

If Django selectively ignores 004's statement, and points are used to unlock the elixir of immortality, then how many missions would it take to unlock it?

Anyway, there's no need to think about it now.

Just after the rooster crowed three times, a person suddenly appeared out of thin air in the house, dressed in classic terracotta warrior armor and holding a bronze sword.

He opened his eyes and first looked around. Seeing that Jiang Ge was the only one in front of him, he subconsciously picked up his bronze sword and assumed a defensive posture. "Who are you?"

Hei Fu couldn't help but tense up whenever he saw a stranger, after all, he had been on the battlefield for many days and hadn't yet come out of his combat defensive state.

Jiang Ge wasn't angry at Hei Fu's wariness of her. She waved her hand and said, "This is Songyang County. I invited you to work in Songyang County. My name is Jiang Ge. You can call me Magistrate Jiang."

Hei Fu naturally followed Jiang Ge's form of address and immediately responded, "Magistrate Jiang."

“I am Hei Fu, here to serve in Songyang County.”

She felt a little embarrassed after the grand ceremony, since the Qin Dynasty people were her ancestors.

Django tried to stop Heifu from bowing, but seeing that he couldn't stop him, he could only let it go, his gaze involuntarily falling on Heifu.

Examine it carefully.

They look almost identical to the Terracotta Warriors she visited before.

but.

This is a living, breathing person from the Qin Dynasty!

Who could have imagined that one day she would see people from the Qin Dynasty with her own eyes?

Despite his inner excitement, Jiang Ge remained calm on the surface as he led Hei Fu out of the county government office.

Hei Fu followed closely behind Django, gripping the bronze sword tightly in his hand, unsure of what he was doing.

Everything unfamiliar before him made him feel that this world was truly...

The changes are truly enormous.

Although Songyang County was not a very prosperous county in this era, it had accumulated wealth over the previous dynasties and was naturally much more developed than the Qin Dynasty.

For example, the houses along this road were mostly made of earth and wood during the Qin Dynasty, while the houses in Songyang County were already made of bricks and tiles.

Not to mention the clothing and headwear of pedestrians on the street.

It's a completely different world.

Hei Fu followed closely behind Django, not daring to make a sound, even his breathing was very soft.

Songyang County is currently short of yamen runners, mainly for patrolling the streets.

Logically speaking, the county government should be equipped with three classes of yamen runners: the bailiffs, the constables, and the strongmen. The bailiffs are responsible for shouting "Majesty, the court is in session!" and maintaining order. The constables are responsible for investigating cases and making arrests. The strongmen are responsible for guarding the city gates, yamen, warehouses, prisons, and other places (2).

However, the current Songyang County government office cannot even provide a full complement of basic yamen runners.

Currently, Songyang County only has four yamen runners. Ding Yi is too old to handle certain tasks. Xu Da, although young, is not strong and has a stutter, so he cannot serve as a deterrent as a city gate guard. The other two were injured in a fight with bandits last year and are not fit to patrol the streets.

Normally it's fine, but if they encounter rioters or bandits, the county government office is as flimsy as paper.

Although Heifu was just a soldier, he had been on the battlefield, seen blood, and was used to life and death, so he naturally carried some killing intent with him.

He's more than qualified to be a yamen runner.

Django wanted Hei Fu to be a strongman yamen runner, also known as a headman in ancient times. The famous Wu Song, the second brother of Wu Song, was a headman.

However, it's not accurate to say that one person is a full-time employee. Currently, Songyang County is experiencing a shortage of personnel, so naturally, one person has to do three jobs. Of course, it would be best if one person could do all of them.

"This morning I'll show you around Songyang County, since you're still unfamiliar with the area..."

"These streets are used by locals for small businesses. If no one causes trouble, we don't need to worry about them..."

"The main task is daily patrols to maintain order in the county!"

"If anyone causes trouble, don't hesitate to take them down!"

......

He listened attentively and kept it in mind.

Songyang County is quite large; you could easily spend a whole morning just explaining the job to Heifu.

When Jiang Ge and Hei Fu traveled through Songyang County, they caused a small sensation, with many people looking at Hei Fu with curiosity.

There were only four yamen runners in the county government, and the people were already familiar with them. They had never seen this fully dressed yamen runner before.

Seeing how the people were looking at him, Hei Fu's face froze, unsure of what expression to make.

The more rigid it is, the scarier it becomes.

Seeing Hei Fu's expression, Django laughed and said, "Don't be so nervous."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hei Fu nodded stiffly.

Suddenly finding yourself in an unfamiliar environment and being stared at like that, the tension and wariness can't be dispelled in just a few words.

Django wanted to ease the tension, so he changed the subject.

Do you know how much you earn in a month?

Okay, okay, you're really bringing up a sore subject.

If Hei Fu had known, it would have saved Django the trouble of telling him and avoided the embarrassment. He does so much work for such a small salary every month; it's embarrassing to even talk about it.

I can't even take leave, and it costs 280 yuan a month.

Does anyone know if she's traveled back in time to become a capitalist?

Although Django and Haf are separated by a thousand years, they are still from the same hometown, and it's normal for people from the same hometown to be moved to tears when they meet.

She betrayed her fellow villager, which is why Django refused to acknowledge Blackie.

Hei Fu's square face suddenly radiated happiness: "Magistrate Jiang, the wage is written on the contract, two hundred and eighty coins."

After finishing his sentence, Hei Fu scratched his head and smiled with satisfaction.

Hei Fu was naturally aware of the salary; it was clearly stated in the employment contract.

Two hundred and eight points.

Although they didn't know what points were, the employment contract stated that they were the same as money. To modern people, this salary would be blatant exploitation, but to the simple-minded people of the Qin Dynasty, not having to do anything and just going to work every day to receive a salary was already quite good.

Because the Qin Dynasty still implemented a military merit system, killing enemies on the battlefield could earn one a house, servants, land, and even a noble title.

But there's no salary during normal times, so it's like drawing a pie in the sky.

You can see it but you can't touch it.

This is also the main reason why the two brothers, Heifu and Jing, wrote to their mother asking for money.

Seeing Hei Fu's satisfied expression, Jiang Ge couldn't help but wonder if he should choose more people from the Qin Dynasty when selecting employees.

certainly.

She wasn't doing this because they were easy to fool.

A note from the author:

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I've been typing until I've lost all emotion [Clown] and I can't even come up with chapter titles [Cracked]