After the three-cartload of goods was distributed, Yang and Yang Fu happily went home pushing the empty cart.
"Xi'er, if you become a Jinshi, you can wear clothes made by the Weaving Bureau? Can you really open a weaving workshop if you have money?"
Huo Xi was stunned for a moment, and Yang Fu told her what happened in the alley just now.
Huo Xi understood. It turned out that it was her mother who had spoken in a hurry. She also asked why she asked this.
Then he said: "The weaving workshop is run by merchants. If you have money, you can open it. Buy some looms and invite some weavers to weave cloth, and the weaving workshop will be opened. The weaving bureau is specially run by the imperial court, specially for the royal family and the emperor."
Baiguan produces all kinds of cloth and clothes."
"Then if Aunt Guan's man passes the Jinshi examination and becomes an official, will he be able to wear clothes made by the Weaving Bureau?"
Huo Xi shook his head: "No. Most of the official uniforms for officials are custom-made with their own money."
"Ah, aren't the official uniforms issued by the government?" Yang stopped what she was doing, a little surprised.
Huo Xi smiled: "The craftsmen in the Weaving Bureau must die from exhaustion!"
"There are so many officials?"
"Not really. Once every three years in the spring, only 300 people will be selected as first, second, or third grade Jinshi. But an official has several types of clothing, including court clothes, sacrificial clothes, public clothes, and ordinary clothes. When he goes to see the emperor, he wears official clothes.
Wear regular clothes in the government office. Wear them every day, but it’s not enough to make one. If all officials, big and small, have to do it, then the craftsmen in the Weaving Bureau will die from exhaustion?”
"My God, when you become an official, you have to buy your own clothes? Mom thought that after becoming an official, the government would give them clothes." Ms. Yang clicked her tongue.
Huo Xi pursed her lips and smiled: "They are all made by officials according to the regulations of the imperial court. Official uniforms are very expensive. I heard that some officials have no money to buy official uniforms and borrow them from other officials."
"Ah, you want to borrow an official uniform? Will an official have no money?" Yang Fu was shocked.
"Some officials are very poor. In our current dynasty, the salary is rice. The ninth-rank official is five shi per month, the eighth-rank official is five shi and five dou, and the seventh-rank official is six shi. A pound of millet is worth 5 or 6 shi, right?
There are good and bad. Let’s count ten coins per catty. The salary of a ninth-grade official is only a few taels of silver a month, and how much is it a year? To support a family, socialize, and buy so many official uniforms, most people can’t afford it.
Someone is here."
Darling, as an official, you can’t afford official uniforms?
Seeing that the two of them seemed to have forgotten to close their mouths, Huo Xi smiled and said, "Don't our officials of this dynasty have a patch on their chests?"
"Buzi?"
Huo Xi gestured towards her chest: "It's the official uniform worn by officials. There is an embroidery piece on the chest. Different patterns are embroidered according to the rank."
"Oh, then I know, that Hebo official has it on his chest!" Yang Fu tilted his head at Mr. Yang, he had seen it!
I was slapped by Mr. Yang. What the hell?
"What happened to Bu Zi?" Yang asked.
Oh oh, Yang Fu interrupted her and she was thrown into confusion. Huo Xi came back to her senses.
"The patch is expensive. I heard that an official in the previous dynasty was reluctant to buy it, so he drew a piece of paper on his chest. When he met the emperor in the dynasty, he thought, since he was a low-ranking official and stood far away from the emperor,
I couldn't see him, and no one would stare at him. I didn't expect it to rain that day, and when the paper was wet by the rain, the painting turned into a blur."
"Ah, what should we do? Do we want to be punished? Do we want to be beaten?" Both Yang and Yang Fu were worried about that man.
Huo Xi shook his head: "This is considered a disgrace in front of the palace. He was originally going to be dragged out to fight, but His Majesty the Emperor asked someone to investigate and said that he was an honest and honest official with a good official style. It was found out that he had no money to buy an official position.
Fu Cai was very moved by what he did, and even rewarded him with many pieces of cloth."
"That's good."
Yang patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief: "Officials who can't afford official uniforms must be neither greedy nor greedy. It's a bit chilling for the people that such good officials should be punished."
Huo Xi nodded: "So you know, the official uniforms are all ordered by the officials themselves. However, some officials will also get the clothes and cloth given by the emperor. For example, whoever has made meritorious service will be awarded the title.
When you are married or granted a royal title, you will be given clothes, silk and satin, all of which are woven by the weaving bureau."
Yang Fu and Yang Shi nodded repeatedly, so that's it. They thought they would have everything when they became an official, but they didn't expect that there are still officials who don't have money to buy official uniforms. Tsk tsk.
Yang glanced at Huo Xi. This child must have been raised by a wealthy family. She must have received clothes from a wealthy family, otherwise she would not understand these things. She sighed secretly and followed her family, feeling wronged by this child.
Yang Fu caught Huo Xi to confirm: "How many taels of silver does a ninth-grade official really earn per month?"
Huo Xi nodded: "Hebo officials may only have three or four taels."
Yang Fu clicked his tongue and sighed: "Then we earn more from selling goods these days than him?"
Huo Xi covered her mouth and smiled: "Yes, uncle. We have earned much more than him these days."
"Then what's so good about being an official? Everyone is vying to be one."
"Uncle, haven't you heard that saying, 'Three years to clear the magistrate's office, one hundred thousand taels of silver'. Some people can earn one hundred thousand taels of silver by serving as an official for only one term. Many people can't earn that amount in a lifetime.
money."
"My dear, one hundred thousand taels? In that case, the honest, non-occupying and non-corrupt official will suffer a loss?" Yang was stunned when he heard this.
"It's a bit of a disadvantage. But it has a good reputation."
"Then being a bad official can make a lot of money, but being a good official can lead to poverty. Is it better to be an official or not to be an official?" Yang Fu scratched his head and couldn't figure it out.
Huo Xi laughed: "How to become an official is a matter of knowledge. Uncle, just look at it, aren't all the students in this alley who have spent ten years in poverty rush to become officials?"
Yang patted her thigh: "No. There must be benefits that we ordinary people can't see, so everyone is vying to be an official. Then we have to make good friends with them, and we can't sell things too expensive. Wait until they become officials in the future.
Officer, you might be able to remember us. If we encounter trouble, you might be able to help us."
"Sister, you have such a beautiful idea! When they become officials, do you know where the government office is? They are in other places, so why don't you go to them for help?"
Yang choked and made a move to hit him: "Anyway, there is nothing wrong with making friends with them."
Huo Xi smiled and nodded: "You can't make enemies. Some people remember everything as big as sesame seeds and mung beans. If something happens to us, we won't know the reason."
"That's right, Xi'er is right." He glared at Yang Fu again, "Did you hear that?"
"I heard that." Yang Fu made a face at her.
"Then the prices of the things we sell should be lowered?" Yang asked.
Huo Xi shook his head: "We are already selling it very cheaply. We only sell the cotton cloth for four cents and five cents. If they go to the cloth shop, they may not even get it for five cents. Besides, we have bought all the firewood, vegetables and other items, so we can sell them at a good price."
If it is too low, it will damage the market and make the original sellers dissatisfied."
"Yes, yes. We don't want to cut off people and make money. We are all ordinary people trying to make a living. How about we stop doing the firewood business? It's really hard for those who collect and sell firewood. They have to carry a load of firewood into the city...
"
Huo Xi thought for a while: "If someone comes to sell in our alley, mother will tell them when she sees it. We don't care about the outside. There are so many households in the capital, which one doesn't burn firewood? They don't lack customers."
"Okay, mother, listen to Xi'er."
The three of them then counted the coins and checked the profits from the sales this morning.
Easter eggs are the regular clothes of officials in the Ming Dynasty. They are not the clothes we usually wear at home or out. Regular clothes are also a type of official uniform. They are mainly worn for daily office work. They are required to wear a black gauze hat and a regimental collar shirt.
, waist belt.
Official uniforms are worn at some court gatherings, such as the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month when hundreds of officials go to court, enter the palace to express gratitude, and so on. The court uniforms are a kind of dress worn during ceremonies on important days such as Zhengdan, Winter Solstice, etc. At this time
Instead of wearing a black gauze hat, you have to wear a crown.
The sacrificial attire of the court is accompanied by a crown, and the public ceremonial uniform is worn with a black gauze hat.
