It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

In Fu Nulang's courtyard, in addition to the main house where the master lived and the side rooms on the left and right for her to entertain guests or have fun, there were also three small houses built behind the main house for maids of different ranks to live in.

According to the rules of the Governor's Mansion, first-class maids lived in a room with two people, second-class maids lived in a room with four people, and third-class maids lived in a room with six people. They all lived in the courtyard so that the master could summon them at any time.

Maids of lower rank were shared by all the courtyards and were placed on a large bunk bed in the servants' room at the back of the governor's mansion.

For some reason, Miss Fu's maidservants have never been fully staffed. The number of maids has increased and decreased, and at most there are only four second-class maids.

Therefore, Tingying and Baoqin can live together, and Yile and the previous Huanyan can live together.

Jiang Yan didn't know the rank yet, but since she was brought back to the courtyard, she couldn't live with the second-class maids. She was the only third-class maid, so she was happy to get a single room.

She walked around the small square table in the room happily for a few times, then sat down on the bench with a blank look in her eyes... She was so hungry.

Yile came over to deliver Jiang Yan's luggage.

When they returned home, the servants unloaded all the things into Miss Fu's small warehouse. Only now did she, Tingying, Baoqin and others sort out the things.

Yi Lequ knocked on the door with his index finger. After seeing Jiang Yan come back to her senses, he walked into the room and then told her where to wash and get up at night, when to get up for duty every day, and other work matters.

After careful comparison, Jiang Yan felt that the work she had to do as a maid for Fu Nulang was far less physically demanding than doing farm work in the village, but the mental burden was so great that she was about to suffer from hypoglycemia.

When Yi Le finished speaking and was about to say goodbye and leave, Jiang Yan quickly took out his steamed bun bag and sincerely invited her: "There are still four steamed buns. If you don't mind, let's share them."

She could hear the duet of her stomach growling...

Yile looked at Jiang Yan seriously for a few seconds, replied "Wait", turned around and left the room.

Jiang Yan had counted less than 120 when he saw Yile coming over with a small tea stove, some pieces of wood and low-quality charcoal.

"Sister Yile, what is this?" Jiang Yan didn't know if she had misunderstood.

"Light the fire, and I'll get a teapot to warm up the water. Eating cold pancakes this late will hurt your stomach."

Jiang Yan thought about the cold steamed buns he had given to Sister Yi Le two days ago, and wondered how likely it was that they had harmed Sister Yi Le's healthy stomach.

Jiang Yan was already good at lighting the stove. While waiting for the water to heat up, she and Yi Le sat on both sides of the square table in silence.

It was a little awkward... Jiang Yan quickly thought about what topic would be suitable for the two of them who barely knew each other to chat about. After thinking about it, the only thing she could come up with was "Sister Yile, how much is our monthly salary?"

"Monthly salary? You mean the monthly allowance, right? First-class maids in the mansion get 45 wen, second-class 35 wen, third-class 20 wen, and the lowest-class only 10 wen."

Jiang Yan did some quick mental calculations and realized that with food prices skyrocketing, "Even a first-class maid's monthly salary is only enough to buy food for half a month at most?!"

Yile nodded. "In fact, many maids would be punished and have their monthly wages deducted by the stewards. Fortunately, the mansion provides meals, so we don't have to worry about going hungry."

Really? Jiang Yan looked at the dry steamed buns he was baking in the embers of the tea stove after the water had heated up.

Yile also thought about what happened tonight and added, "Tonight is a special case. Besides, things are better in our courtyard. The girls don't like to control us, and the housekeepers won't come to deduct the monthly salary."

Jiang Yan: I can only trust you...

The steamed buns are made of high-quality flour, and after baking, they are full of wheat aroma.

Yi Le had a good impression of Jiang Yan because she generously shared such precious food with him on the day they first met, so he had tried his best to take care of her and take care of her in the past few days.

Two per person.

Yile and Jiang Yan stopped talking and were about to start eating when the door was suddenly pushed open with great force.

Fu Nulang's resentful voice rang out: "What are you doing behind my back?!"

Jiang Yan: !!!!!! My heart!