The next morning.

With a little hangover headache, I woke up from my dream. After washing up, I didn’t wait to finish drinking the sobering soup made by Kou Yun.

New questions are put in front of you.

Looking at the few people in the yard, Shi Yiwen was in a hurry.

The four people standing in the yard were Song Qiyu’s gifts.

What happened to this ancient man?

Give someone a disagreement?

"Young Master, this is the contract for Xiao Laoer, Gui Niang, Xiao Qing and Xiao He. Please take it away."

Song Feng, who was over fifty years old, bowed his waist and placed the contract on the stone table.

Xiao Lian and they are old acquaintances.

Seeing Xiao Lian look happy when he saw them, Shi Yiwen sighed in his heart.

Is this how the lives of the ancients?

But just one night, six...house slaves lived in the empty courtyard yesterday.

This word made Shi Yiwen feel a little resistant, but he couldn't help but immerse himself in it. After all, "easy" is human nature.

Looking at Xiao Lian, Kou Yun and others in the yard, Shi Yiwen thought to himself.

From now on, won’t it be the seven of them who serve them?

This day is too corrupt. But such "corruption" seems to be good. We are not against privilege, but against our lack of privilege. Immersed in the enjoyment of being squeezed into the "privileged class" of the 16th century, Shi Yiwen suddenly felt a little overjoyed.

But the problem now is that I can’t live in my home anymore!

In the study, holding a book in his hand, Shi Yiwen smiled and looked at Xiao Lian and asked.

"Xiao Lian, do you know Lao Song and the others?"

"Well, they are all slaves from the Song family, and they always know each other."

Xiao Lian took the initiative to introduce the slaves sent by the Song family to Shi Yiwen.

"Young Master, when I was in the mansion, I knew that Mr. Song was a kind person and that Mother Gui was his wife. I was very kind. Xiaoqing and Xiaohe were also from kind people..."

He was born into a kind family, but was sold as a slave.

Sighing the darkness of this old society, Shi Yiwen ordered.

"Xiao Lian, in the future, you will take care of this house. The yard is not big. There are so many people living in it. I'm afraid you will be crowded..."

Before Shi Yiwen could get a few people at home, the spacious yard became tense and had a headache, Xiao Lian said with a smile.

"Young Master, since you can't live here anymore, let's change the place. There was a house in the gift that Mr. Song sent that day, and it was not far from this, only one mile away."

What?

Looking at Xiao Lian, Shi Yiwen said in surprise.

"Song Qiyu also gave me a house? Why don't I know?"

I don’t know if it’s because I didn’t look at the gift list carefully, but I just saw a thousand liang of medical instruments on the first page. Who knew that there was actually a house.

It has been a long time since it has passed, so it is not convenient to retreat. When we arrived at the house on the banks of the Qinhuai River, we were in the courtyard and Shi Yiwen had no intention of retreating.

Compared to the courtyard house given by Liu Jinjiang, this house is not so much a house as a unique and exquisite small garden. When you enter the door, the freehand landscape garden scents of freehand landscape gardens rush into the stone door that has been dyed green by moss. When you walk between the corridors, groups of koi can be seen swimming around the pool by the corridor. Although the pool is not big, it is only more than two or three hundred square meters, it is also a contrast between water and stone, forming the main scenery in the courtyard.

A piece of vines hangs from the rockery by the corridor, and a green tuxedo was set up between the corridors to block the sunlight and only pour out countless mottled lights and shadows between the branches and leaves.

Such beautiful landscapes in the garden allow Shi Yiwen to stop and enjoy the scenery in the garden from time to time.

Although the courtyard is small, it is also very unique.

If this garden is placed in future generations, it will definitely become a place for internet celebrities to check in.

Maybe you can earn millions a year by taking the tickets.

Now, it's just a place to live!

While sighing, Shi Yiwen naturally accepted the house with a smile. However, he did not forget to ask the doorman to tell Song Qiyu about his gratitude.

Moving is simple. The eight masters and servants had nothing to move except for a few clothes.

He didn't choose any auspicious day and moved out of the courtyard house in Liu Jinjiang that day. However, before that, Shi Yiwen specially invited Liu Jinjiang to come and expressed his gratitude for temporarily staying in the Liu family during this period. Liu Jinjiang could understand this. After all, he knew that Shi Yiwen would move out of the Liu family sooner or later. Although he was prepared, he still politely tried to keep it.

Compared to that ordinary courtyard house, this house covering an area of ​​more than a thousand square meters has a unique scenery, and there is a main house and the second house. In the study on the second floor of the back house, he will be instructed and no one will disturb him.

As for whether or not someone is in the study, no one can see it. This can also be considered as Shi Yiwen’s own space.

"Xiao Lian, I'm going to the study room and prepare some snacks to bring them up later. If you don't call you, don't come in."

After entering the study, he naturally would not call anyone.

When the snacks were sent into the study, after hearing the door downstairs closed, accompanied by a familiar slight numbness, my body was trapped in the empty space, and I opened my eyes again and was in the space again.

This time when he came to the space, Shi Yiwen went straight into the library.

When was the last time I came to the library?

It seems... I often come here to read medical books, after all, those books are indeed quite expensive. The one who implemented Yiwen was not medical school, but he studied engineering in college. However, he didn't expect that he would have been forced to make a living, but he became a traveling doctor in the urban village. After all, being a traveling doctor makes more money and is more comfortable.

He has even been working hard to get a medical qualification certificate. Who would have thought that a flash of lightning changed his destiny?

Entering the library again.

"The lights are on, but there is the electricity coming from..."

Shi Yiwen was a little depressed while muttering like this, looking at the bright reading room. He didn't know where the electricity came from in this space, but it was certain that time seemed to be still here.

Is the same with electricity?

Now, he really misses the electric light, this seemingly inconspicuous thing, at least without the smoke of the oil lamp.

"No matter what, I have to find a generator. If I can't find it, I will build a generator by myself!"

Shi Yiwen murmured to himself with an almost gritted teeth.

This is the first time, his yearning for a better life has driven him to invent something.

However, soon, he put this idea aside and instead searched for the books he needed between the chemical bookshelf.

It’s hard to repay the debt of favors!

After taking over this house of the Song family, there was no other expression. This time Shi Yiwen came in just to find the toothpaste formula, then make some modifications to the formula, and then hand it over to Song Qiyu. It can be regarded as giving him a favor.

Shi Yiwen was not in a hurry when he was flipping through bookshelf. After all, on the other side, he was reading books and passing the time. Compared to the other side, the temperature here was more pleasant.

In this way, Shi Yiwen was looking at the book leisurely while looking for toothpaste recipes in many books...
Chapter completed!