Back to the house, blow the velvet and light the candles, the little girl slept still sweetly, opened the book of "Poison Sutra" and carefully consulted, finally found the home remedies for the treatment of knife wounds in the book, found a pen and paper to copy this recipe, and then turned off the lights and went to bed to continue sleeping.

There are too many things in my heart, and I can't sleep well this night, so I squint in a daze, and get up early to go out as soon as the morning dawns.

I went to the pharmacy to grab some medicine with home remedies, and bought myself a pair of acupuncture point needles, and then hurried back in the thin snow.

While the cupboarders in the building hadn't gone to work yet, they quietly entered their own small warehouse, and the thief who saved last night was also dead, shivering under the quilt, presumably with a high fever.

Lifted the quilt, the thief's face towel was already hanging around his neck, revealing the true name of Lushan, it turned out that this was a young man with a refreshing face, this person was about twenty years old, probably because of excessive blood loss, his face was a little pale, and he saw Fuguier lift the quilt and open his closed eyes slightly, but saw that this person had a pair of eyes as clear as a bay of water.

The eyes are the windows of the soul, but those whose eyes are as clear as water must not be some arrogant and treacherous villain, with this idea in his heart, Fuguier's heart that has been hanging since last night has also sunk slightly.

After washing his wounds with salt water, applying his own home remedies, and feeding him some water, there was a sound in the courtyard, presumably the cupboarders who had come to prepare breakfast, had already begun to set up the fire.

prepared some water and food for the man in black, and Fugui'er hurried out of the small storehouse so as not to attract the attention of others.

Last night, it snowed for the first time since the beginning of winter, and after the snow was clear, this big city with a population of one million people was also instantly lively, with shops and small houses going out to clear the snow, literati who opened the door to watch the snow, and children playing in the snow.

After breakfast, Fuguier wanted to go to bed to make up for his sleep, but he also remembered that the "Poison Sutra" sent by Shao Ying had not been thoroughly eaten, lying on the bed enjoying the charcoal roasting in the brazier, and the words on the book in his hand slowly became blurred.

Fuguier was in a daze and was about to fall asleep, but the welcome guy on the first floor came to report, saying that a friend came to ask to see him, Fuguier got up and went downstairs, but it was his friend Fang Zhe who came to make an appointment to listen to the music.

Welcoming Fang Zhe into the door and leading him into the house, Chun Xi'er hurriedly served tea.

"Brother Fang is so early, this snow hasn't cleared yet, Goolan won't open for business so early, right?" The two sat down, and Fuguier opened his mouth.

"Haha, brother doesn't know, the hook bar is not better than your main building, the people who go to the hook bar to listen to the music are not rich and noble, but mostly civilians who have a little spare time to find a pleasant place to drink tea and chat, so they won't soak in there all day, this hook bar is according to the needs of the customer, so the door is opened early every day......"

"Brother Fang knows so much, it must be a native of Bianliang, right?"

"It doesn't count, I am a military family, my grandfather's generation followed the first king to conquer the four fields, after pacifying the country, these veterans who went out with the army were rewarded accordingly, my grandfather got the reward and did not return to his hometown, but bought a property in Bianliang, and his family was also settled in Bianliang, and then married a wife and had children, and became a Banla local from generation to generation."

"Brother Fang is a local, I know if there is a house to sell in this neighborhood, don't hide it from my brother, although I mix well in this imperial dining building, day and night food and accommodation are here, but I don't feel at home, it's not my own inconvenience, I have a little money in my hand, so I am ready to buy a house, which is also a place to live."

Now that she has torn her face with the red-clothed Rui Niang, she may not be able to tell what moths she will have if she lives here in the future, but she is not afraid of her, but Chun Xi'er is a simple girl, and she can't ask for benefits here, it is unpredictable that she will not do anything to Chun Xi'er, there is still one hidden in the small warehouse in the backyard, if this handle falls into Rui Niang's hands, maybe she will be coerced by her.

"Brother, you have found the right person, not far from this street, there is a good house to sell, the owner of the house is my first boss in the army, a battalion commander in the forbidden army, just by the civil official to participate in a book and lose his military position, now the Qi State Yangwen suppressed the military, the generals in the army are cold, this commander has no intention of operating, thanks to some real estate in his hometown, he wants to sell this house in the city and go back to his hometown to retire......"

As Fang Zhe spoke, he sighed helplessly, and he also felt more resentful in his heart when he mentioned this matter.

"Let's go, let's take a look at the house," Fugui'er and this Fang Zhe are both cool people, and the two went downstairs and went straight to the house while talking.

When the two arrived at the house, the snow in front of the house had not been cleared, Fang Zhe knocked on the courtyard door for a while, and only then did an old man come out and open the door, and the old man heard that the two were coming to see the house, so he invited the two into the house.

This house is a large mansion with two courtyards, the front yard is the miscellaneous house where the people live under the maid, the main house where the master lives in the backyard, and now the huge courtyard is only left to be taken care of by an old man, so it seems unusually deserted, and only a feasible path can be swept out of the courtyard, so as to walk, stepping on the snow to check the courtyard, Fuguier is quite satisfied in his heart.

This courtyard does not say that he and Chun Xi'er come to live, that is, the children in the reed field are brought in, and they also live, the owner of the house is also a careful person, although he has moved away, but all the furniture in the house is still left here, and he does not need to arrange another house when he buys a house, in modern terms, he can move in with his bag.

After looking at the house and negotiating the price, the old man took out the contract prepared in advance, the two sides pressed their fingerprints, and Fuguier paid eight hundred taels of silver tickets to get the property.

"It's cool to have no middlemen to make the difference, but the housing prices in Kyoto City are also a little higher," Fuguier got 10,000 taels of silver for horse racing, and since then he has begun to convert the same amount of purchasing power of silver and modern money, and compared with the current price of grain bought by one tael of silver, the silver of one tael at this time is equivalent to 450 yuan, and the house is 800 taels of silver, which is equivalent to 360,000 yuan.

"Brother Fang, do you know that there is a place to hire a girl, and now that this house is there, you always have to hire a few people to clean and take care of it," Fugui'er was happy when he bought a new house, and only remembered that this huge yard needed to be taken care of.

"Brother is to hire or buy, this hired girl is trained by others, this service skills have been learned thoroughly, you can use it when you enter the yard, and the monthly payment is monthly, and the girl girl who bought it, but you have to train it yourself, but once you sign the death deed, you will be a member of the main family for life, let you beat and scold and punish, even if you die, the official family will not ask......"

"Then let's buy it, I don't want to beat and scold and scold, it's just that the people in my courtyard don't want to exchange it......"

After listening to Fugui'er's words, Fang Zhe also had a number in his heart, and the two closed the courtyard door and walked towards Nanshi together.

Along the way, Fuguier was wondering, why the capital of this place for buying and selling people is in the south, Shao Ying is a grass girl bought by her father under the root of the south city of Qifeng County, and she is going to buy a girl at this moment, and she will also go to the south of Kyoto City.

When Fuguier arrived at the place, he immediately understood, where is this human labor market, that is, a gathering place for beggars, the old, weak, sick and disabled, it has entered winter at the moment, and it fell last night the first snow since the beginning of winter, these people are ragged, unclothed, curled up under the wall, staring at the begging eyes, looking at the people hurrying in front of them, yes, the south city is facing south and facing north, the tall city wall behind him blocks the whistling north wind, and there is still a little warmth in the sun, as long as there is a bite of food, it may be able to survive this winter.

"Hey, this girl is good, go back and train it, maybe she can sell it for a good price," "Bah......" "Bang ......" "Fuck it, give you face......"

Fugui'er and Fang Zhe watched carefully every step of the way, but suddenly heard that not far ahead, they made a fuss, and hurried two steps, but saw a strong man dressed in housekeeper clothes, beating a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, the girl was skinny and disheveled, and a strong man could afford to beat him brute force.

The strong man seemed to have a great temper, and although the girl was lying on the ground, and there was no sign of struggle, the strong man still refused to give up, and the forty-four yard foot still kicked the girl like a ball.

"Stop......" Fugui'er couldn't see this bullying of the weak, and saw that the onlookers were just cowardly whispering, but they didn't dare to step forward to stop it, they shouted in their mouths to stop, and an arrow stepped forward, directly pushing the strong man.

"Who are you, dare to meddle in your business?" The strong man turned his head to look and saw that Fugui'er was not a noble man in gorgeous clothes, and his two thick eyebrows rose, and he rolled up his sleeves.

Fang Zhe on the side saw that this strong man was about to start beating people, and he also rushed forward, ready to participate in the battle at any time, but he didn't know that this strong man was not coming alone, and before Fang Zhe was a rich man, there was a group of people dressed in family clothes who surrounded the two of them in the middle.

"Kneel down and kowtow to your second master Li to admit your mistakes, second master, I will spare you two today," the strong man laughed as he spoke, as he didn't seem to take the two of them seriously at all.

Fugui'er didn't know the details of these people, and he didn't know Fang Zhe's combat ability, anyway, if he didn't have kung fu, there would be no problem in fighting three by himself, but after thinking about it, he came to buy a girl today, and he couldn't be as knowledgeable as these people, so he thought of it and took out the gold medal given by King Qi from his arms and shook it.

At first, the strong man didn't know the gold medal given by the emperor, but he saw this man holding a golden gold medal and handing it to his eyes, and thought that this guy was going to send a piece of gold to apologize for his sins, and was about to reach out to take it, but someone in the crowd shouted "The golden medal of the royal gift......

As soon as he heard this royal gold medal, not only the strong man was stupid, but even the officials who maintained order were also stupid, and hurriedly pushed away the onlookers, and several small officials who maintained order recognized the gold medal and fell to their knees.

The strong man saw that the little officials were kneeling, his legs trembled for a while, and he knelt down, Fuguier didn't even want to take a look at the villains of these forces, these little officials who maintained order were obviously in front of them, but they allowed these people to commit murder in broad daylight, presumably there was some shady business in private.

Fugui'er turned his face to glance at Fang Zhe, and the two of them understood that they wanted to move forward, but their steps were stagnant, and when they looked down, they saw a pale little hand tightly grasping their trousers.