"Why is there so little?"
In the blink of an eye, it was the day for the Guardian Martial Department to distribute salaries. Shen Qing arrived at the department's government office as promised, looking at the six taels of patterned silver in his hand and a porcelain bottle containing five Qi Blood Pills, with a puzzled expression.
"I remember Lord Commander saying my salary would double this month, right?"
The official in charge turned his head, glared at him, and ignored Shen Qing.
Liu Sangui, standing nearby, saw this scene and voluntarily pulled Shen Qing aside to explain, "Shen Chasi, you may not know, but there is always a loss when we receive our salaries from the government office. Losing about one or two tenths is normal."
Shen Qing was stunned when he heard this.
He had heard of loss during tax and grain collection before, but this was the first time he heard that officials received salaries with losses too. It was simply ridiculous.