Volume 1 The Philosopher's Stone Chapter 99 A New Abode
Saying goodbye to Hines and getting out of the [Sunflower Carriage], Martin immediately got on the railroad carriage in the direction of Capernaum Cathedral.
The auction money for the "Rose" brand will be handed over to him after deducting a certain fee from the [Sunflower Carriage], Hines said that the fee is very small, and the auction house charges the internal shepherds is still very low, just some necessary formalities and material costs, and the main remuneration is collected from the nobles and wealthy merchants who have won the auction, which is also to encourage the shepherds to trade in their own auction houses.
Martin left the auction house after learning about the process - he was eager to see the house that belonged to him now, and since he came to Cavides, he finally had his own place to live, and he could no longer curl up in a single bed in the Mercury Fountain warehouse, fearing that his secrets would be discovered.
While Belisarius and Juncker were nice to him, the feeling of having their own home was quite different.
Martin reached into his trouser pocket with his left hand and grasped the brass key tightly, his heart flooding with excitement for the first time in a long time.
When he got the auction money, he was a man with a house and savings, and he was no longer the dispossessed xenomorph of Cavides just now, which made Martin feel a lot of emotion.
The house was in front of the platform for the public carriage, and in Martin's mind, it was the subway right outside, and it was only two blocks away from the cathedral, and the location was good, the only thing that needed to be confirmed was the construction of the house itself.
"Hopefully it's not the kind of dilapidated building that looks haunted......"
The carriage soon arrived at the station, which was located on Charlie's Cross, and Martin felt familiar when he first heard the name of the street, only to remember that the "undertaker" lived here, Salomon, and that Martin remembered that his address was 113, and that he was going to 28.
Living on the same street as Salomon looks like an interesting coincidence.
After getting off the tramway, Martin followed the house number towards No. 28, and the anticipation and tension in his heart grew more and more.
Finally, he came to the door of his destination.
It is a row of townhouses, the whole house is made of red brick, each separated by a triangular gable decorated with lace outlines, and a small front yard in front of the house, separated from the street by a fence.
The bay windows on each floor of the house are fitted with white windows, balconies, iron railings and wooden porches, which do not look shabby at all, but have an elegant and delicate symmetry.
And his residence is in this row of houses, three floors up and down, with a triangular sloping roof at the top, and a small window that reveals some extra refinement.
Martin took out the key and opened the door, walked in, stepped on the carpet of the doorway, passed some decorative landscape paintings, and came to the living room with a large fireplace.
Despite the bad weather outside, the living room is very well lit, thanks to a large bay window that faces the small courtyard in front of the house, facing the street but with a certain amount of privacy.
Under the bay window are two single flannel sofas, and the living room looks like it has been uninhabited or cleaned for a while, and it looks a little deserted against the gray sky outside the window, but the carpets, crystal lamps and other furnishings show that the previous owner had a rich family.
The walls are not hung with portraits of the heads of the Gude family like that castle, they are basically decorative oil paintings of landscapes, the only special one is an oil painting with a cage.
Unlike the other paintings, the painting has delicate brushstrokes, with a black background and white lines of the cage, which appear to be very close to the top, with a slender woman's wrist carrying the cage through a chain.
There was a faint vapor in the cage, and in the deepest part of the darkness was a dark blue butterfly, which perched in the corner, as if it were perched, and as if it was accumulating some kind of strength before the storm.
The painting hung in the corner of the wall, not very noticeable, but Martin always felt that it was different from other oil paintings.
"Maybe it's because of its contents, the butterfly in the cage ......"
Martin didn't think much of it, and instead walked around to figure out the basic layout of the house.
On the ground floor, in addition to the living room, there is a small dining room, a servant's room, a washroom, a kitchen at the back of the house, a storehouse, and even a basement underneath the storehouse.
Martin lifted the wooden door that sealed the basement and walked down the wooden staircase, finding that the basement was empty, and some of the miscellaneous tools and private items of the imaginary former owner did not appear.
"Even if there were, it would have been looted by the shepherds and the Fingland police who came to inspect before."
Martin looked at the empty basement in front of him with great interest, and his mind was thinking about what it would be better to use it for, the basement had always been a place where big things were done in a muffled voice, cold, damp, and with an air of mystery in itself.
"The best thing is, of course, as a place to dispense potions, hidden and connected to the warehouse above, so it is not easy to attract attention."
Martin thought as he returned to the front living room and followed the carpeted staircase to the second floor of the house.
It can be seen that the second floor is mainly used for living, there are three bedrooms, one master bedroom, two guest bedrooms, a study and two bathrooms.
The third floor is mainly a sunbath and a balcony, and the space is smaller than the first and second floors.
These rooms have all the basic household utensils, and they can be moved in with a bag.
"It's a dream room..."
The thought that this was where he was going to live for the next year made Martin a little excited, and it made him feel a little unreal.
He took off the gray trench coat that Lady Lucia had given him, rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, and began to clean up.
In this way, a man dressed like an elegant gentleman in a gentleman's hat and a soft silver mask began to clean the room, which had not been visited for a long time, and he cleaned the dust and the countertops neatly, looking skilful and immersed.
After an afternoon of cleaning, the whole room was finally deserted, the furniture was shining again, and the smokeless charcoal in the fireplace was burning quietly - there was a lot of smokeless charcoal ready on the shelves next to the fireplace, Martin tried it, and although it had not been used for a long time, the charcoal was still dry and ready to use.
"Finally a little bit of home.....
Martin looked at the rejuvenated living room and felt a strong urge to go upstairs and get some sleep.
It had been too long since he had slept soundly.
But he resisted the urge.
He needs to go to the [Mercury Fountain] to bring his own belongings such as the black and white cookbook and the queen's mailbox, and he also needs to explain the situation to Belisarius and Juncker.
Martin put on his coat again, extinguished the coals, and went out in the direction of the Mercury Spring.
The Mercury Fountain is located halfway between Charles Cross and Capernaum's Cathedral, and you have to walk to the cathedral by horse-drawn carriage, so Martin simply walked to it.
He also wanted to familiarize himself with the situation on the road, and after these few public carriage rides, he was already familiar with the road and would not get lost.
Half an hour later, he came to the door of the [Mercury Spring].
This journey would have taken longer to complete, and Martin's speed was aided by Martin's transformed body in the Virgin's Flesh.
Walking into the [Mercury Spring], Juncker was sorting out the medicinal materials in the medicine cabinet, and after seeing that it was him, Ma Shanglu walked towards him happily and said to him excitedly:
"Your hair growth potion works just so good!"