He Sanzan slipped out of his house as soon as the sky was dark. The 200 entries he got from selling books last time had already been squandered and he didn't even eat them at noon.

As soon as he entered the casino, He San's thief eyes soon discovered Han Zhongwei standing by the shared gambling table.

"Young Master Han."

"Have you brought something?" Han Zhongwei was concerned about the new house. Although Guo Wei was honest and honest, this was his first home business after all. If it were in his previous life, it would be a lifelong dream.

"Please follow me, young master." He San whispered. How could a casino bring such a thing into the casino?

He San still took Han Zhongwei to a remote corner outside the casino, where he hid a long bag.

"What is this?" Han Zhongwei picked up the thing in the bag and looked like a sword, but Han Zhongwei shook his hand and the sword actually swayed, like a snake.

"Young Master Han, this is a good thing. You see, there is no such soft sword in the world? There are few in the world, and it is extremely precious." He San boasted without any expression.

"Why do you think it's a good thing? Why do I become uglier the more I look at it?" Han Zhongwei looked at the so-called sword carefully again. It had no scabbard, black all over, neither gold nor iron, and there were no decorative patterns on it. It was thick in the middle and thin on both sides. Although it looked like a sword, there was no sharp edge on both sides. Even if you held the sword body with your hands, your palms would not be injured.

"Young Master, this thing is a bit ugly, but it is indeed an antique." He San's face turned red when Han Zhongwei said it. If this thing looked better, would he have to find Han Zhongwei? He would have been looking for a pawnshop long ago.

"This thing is useless to me, but today I am in a good mood and I still want it. Tell me, how much does it cost to sell it?" Han Zhongwei was very disappointed with the soft sword. He originally thought he could find a handy weapon for himself. After all, He San's previous four internal skills benefited him a lot, but he didn't expect that this thing was not only soft, but also not sharp. It was a bit unworthy of the name of a sword, but it was better to say it was an iron ruler.

He San sighed again in his heart. It seemed that his wishful thinking today was about to fail again. Mr. Han didn't look old last year, but he spoke so experiencedly.

Han Zhongwei just won 600 coins today, and he bought a house and hired people, so he was in a very comfortable mood. In the end, he bought the black sword for He Sanyiguan.

Seeing He Sanhuan happily entering the casino with the money, Han Zhongwei also turned around and left with the sword.

Outside your yard, you can see two lanterns hanging in front of the gate from afar. If you look closely, you can also see a black official script: Zhong.

Under the illumination of the lantern light, there were figures walking constantly below. When Han Zhongwei approached, he saw clearly that he was his new servant Guo Wei.

At this time, Guo Wei also discovered Han Zhongwei and hurriedly welcomed him: "Young Master, you are back."

"Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay, but I just saw that the young master had not returned home, so I was anxious and waited a little." Guo Wei said. He was officially on duty on the first day today, so of course he had to be loyal and dedicated.

"Have you bought all the things today? Is the money enough?" Han Zhongwei said as he walked inside.

"It turns out that there is nothing in the mansion. There are too many things to buy. It's seven things to do when you wake up early. There is no oil, salt, sauce, soybean, ginger, pepper, tea, and there is nothing in the mansion. There are tables, chairs, benches, bedding, cloth, basins, bowls, wine, cups..."

"Okay, okay, you just need to tell me if I have used up the money after buying so many things." Han Zhongwei was dizzy when he heard this and quickly interrupted Guo Wei.

"Only a few coins are left, but the big items have been purchased, so there is not much money to spend next." Guo Wei said.

Han Zhongwei was really distressed at first, but when he walked into the hall in the middle, he saw two rows of carefully carved chairs in the empty house, tall porcelain hanging on the corners, and various calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and he felt very happy immediately. This was like a home.

Then I went to my chosen room later. It turned out that the somewhat worn bed had been replaced with a large mahogany bed with brand new silk quilts on it. There was also a new round table in the room, with a few round stools next to it, and a set of exquisite tea bowls on it.

"I wonder if the young master is satisfied?" Guo Wei followed Han Zhongwei all the way.

"I am very satisfied. From now on, you will become the butler of my mansion."

"Thank you, young master." Guo Wei was very happy.

Guo Wei suddenly felt that he was the happiest person in Lin'an. He finally found an errand that could last a lifetime. From then on, he no longer had to worry about wind and rain. After eating, he had no other meal.

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In the early morning, inside Dongqingmen and next to Miaomen Temple, Zhong Zhengjun, wearing a short shirt with some patches and a headscarf, was about to leave home with a load. He had to go to the workshop to get some goods first, and then carry them through the streets and alleys, and then go back to the workshop to check out at night. He earned 10% of the commission, which was equivalent to modern agency sales. He could earn more by selling more, otherwise his wife and children would be hungry.

"Officials, remember to buy some rice back." Before leaving, Zhong chased after him and said.

"Didn't you just bought a bull the day before yesterday?" Zhong Zhengjun said. He was the only laborer in the family who could make money. He went out early in the morning and returned late at night. He earned only a hundred cents a day, which just satisfies the family's living expenses.

"Taoer's appetite is starting to grow now."

"I will send it back at noon." Zhong Zhengjun said. As the child grows up, the daily expenses also increase. If he doesn't find a way to make more money, his family will probably go hungry with him.

Han Zhongwei had been looking at it for a while not far away. He didn't expect that his mother had no status in the Han Mansion and his uncle was struggling outside. If this continues, he will work hard all his life and wait for death. Touching his wallet, he still put the money he won yesterday inside. Han Zhongwei walked slowly towards the Zhong family.

"My nephew Zhongwei has met his uncle and aunt." Han Zhongwei walked to Zhong Zhengjun and said respectfully.

"Are you... Zhongwei?" Zhong Zhengjun saw the visitor wearing a blue shirt, his age was similar to Tao'er, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Cui'er.

"That's it." Han Zhongwei said.

"Why did you leave the mansion alone? No servant comes with you." Zhong Zhengjun only said that Han Zhongwei was still the third son of the Han Mansion, but he didn't know that he was like Wu Cui'er. Even if he was really the third son, he would still be in power.

"Nephew... is often alone now." Han Zhongwei really didn't know what to say. He came here this time to see what kind of person his uncle was. After only a while, he knew his situation clearly. He was even worse than ordinary people!

"Wife, go buy wine and tea quickly. I want to greet the guests." Zhong Zhengjun said happily. No matter what purpose Han Zhongwei came to visit him, one thing is certain that he will benefit from him in the future.

"Uncle and aunt, don't be polite, I..." Han Zhongwei wanted to say that he would leave immediately.

"Zhongwei, the home is simple, but it's your first time here, so you have to go in and sit in any case." Zhong Zhengjun put the burden on his shoulder by the door and took Han Zhongwei's hand and walked in.
Chapter completed!