Where the wind chimes sound, there is a god

Chapter 27: Household Servant
Chen Beimo looked at the pale white aura above his head. Most of these people are kind-hearted and the easiest to train.

Seeing this, the fat woman beside him smiled and twisted her bucket-like waist, saying with a smile on her face: "Oh, dog, you are really lucky to be favored by this noble man.

Why don't you kowtow and thank me?"

"I…I thank you, sir!"

The dog knelt down and kowtowed a little uneasily.

"Get up, let's buy him." Chen Beimo said calmly, "How much is it?"

The old woman smiled on her pale face. She pulled the dog in front of him and said, "This child is a refugee from the north. He couldn't survive so he sold his life to us for food. We have raised him for half a year and he has been trained well. If you want to buy him, I will give you five taels and seven cents. How about it?"

Chen Beimo glanced at her, his eyes dull and without joy, he just stood there without saying a word, his aura exuding.

The old woman's heart skipped a beat, realizing that she had offended someone, and she hurriedly said with a smile, "I was wrong, old woman. How about four ounces and three cents?"

This time, Chen Beimo threw a five-liang silver ingot from his sleeve, which was caught by the woman, who said, "Change his clothes, wash him, give him a good meal, and then take his indenture and official contract to Tingyu Pavilion in the West Quarter."

"Tingyu Pavilion?" The old woman was startled and said hurriedly, "Oh, yes, yes! Sir, don't worry!"

A few days ago, there was a fierce epidemic in the city. I heard that a young man from Tingyu Pavilion killed more than 20 crazy people in one night, which was comparable to a martial arts master. Moreover, the prefect was polite to him, so there must be a big background behind him.

Chen Beimo turned around and left without paying attention to the flattery of the old woman. He walked to another shop. The slaves here were not only well-dressed, but also well-spoken, and most of them had skills.

A middle-aged bald man with a fierce look on his face saw a guest coming and hurriedly stepped forward and said with a simple smile: "Hey, distinguished guest, you are here. What kind of servant do you want? The slaves here all have some skills."

Chen Beimo glanced at the crowd and said, "What's on the account? Show me."

"Okay, okay." The bald man shouted, "Bring up the one who can settle the account!"

Immediately, several strong men came up to him, holding a chain that tied four or five people together.

Although Chen Beimo was touched, he remained expressionless. Treating people like commodities is cruel, but it is also a stubborn disease that cannot be changed in this feudal society.

He spotted a smart man in his thirties and asked, "What's his name?"

"Her name is Wu Dang. He is a traitor and has been sentenced to slavery. Do you really want him, sir?" the big man whispered.

"Treason?" Chen Beimo shook his head. "I only want the smart ones. How much do you want?"

The bald man said nothing more when he saw this, and just stretched out his hand and said, "Five taels and five cents, I'll send it to your house!
This is the lowest price!"

Chen Beimo nodded. People with special skills would naturally be much more expensive, but this man was a traitor and had a criminal record. Ordinary people would not dare to take him, nor could he let him rot in their hands. He would need money for daily food, clothing, housing and transportation, so he was sold to Chen Beimo at a low price.

"Is there any old woman who can cook?"

I can't possibly cook for these two people myself, right? Besides, he also has to eat, and cooking is particularly tedious, so someone who knows how to cook is indispensable.

"Yes, yes!" The bald man said with a smile, "Bring up the old woman who can cook!"

Immediately, another five or six maids were pushed up and stood in a row.

The bald man said, "This woman is good at Huaiyang cuisine, this one is good at Henan cuisine, this one is good at Sichuan cuisine, that one is good at Su cuisine, and the last one can cook a little bit of everything, but she is not proficient in it."

Chen Beimo nodded and said, "Let's take the last one."

"Well, all right! Old Lady Liu, you have finally found a good noble, why don't you kneel down and kowtow to him!"

"Thank you for your appreciation!"

Mrs. Liu bowed and thanked him hurriedly.

Chen Beimo nodded, "Take them and their indentures and official contracts and send them to Tingyu Pavilion in Xifang. This is the deposit!"

He took out a ten-liang silver ingot, put it in the hand of the smiling bald man, and turned away.

People in this business are very soft-hearted and afraid of strong ones. Given the reputation of Tingyu Pavilion, these people dare not offend people who have connections with the government, and naturally they are not afraid that they will embezzle the money and run away.

After leaving the Yahang, he went to the City Bank, found a work team, signed a contract and agreed on the amount, and directly threw down a hundred taels of silver notes. This is the benefit of being rich. Construction of the house is also about to begin.

When he returned to Tingyu Pavilion, six people had been standing in front of the door waiting for a long time.

After the door was opened, six people walked into the hall. The first three were ordinary people, and the last three were naturally the ones he chose.

Chen Beimo sat on the armchair and said, "Bring the dog's deed here first."

"Hey, sir, please take a look!" The servant smiled and handed him two copies of the deed tax.

Written on it are the dog's origin, physical characteristics, as well as the names, hometowns, transaction prices, etc. of the buyer and seller.

The servant also reminded him, "Sir, after signing the deed tax, you need to report it to the Ministry of Revenue within three days for a stamp. The government will keep one copy for the archives and you will keep the other copy for yourself. If this kid escapes, the government will naturally send someone to catch him after filing the record."

Chen Beimo nodded and waved his hand to indicate that he could leave.

Then the next two men came. After they signed the contract in their hands, Chen Beimo paid them the remaining balance and left happily.

Thus, there were only four people left in the room, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet and hushed.

Chen Beimo stood up from the armchair, then waved his sleeves, and the Kanshui Qi shook the door shut with a bang.

This frightened all three of them.

"To put it simply, you will be members of Tingyu Pavilion on Xishui Street in Yunzhou City from now on.

And I, Chen Beimo, am the current owner of Tingyu Pavilion. I'm sure you've heard on the way that I know some martial arts, and it's true that I can kill people without blinking an eye."

Hearing this, the three of them felt a chill in the room. They were so scared that they knelt on the ground involuntarily and said yes repeatedly.

"Since you have been bought by me, your life and death are all in my hands! If anyone dares to sell out the affairs of the pavilion to outsiders, no one in Yunzhou City can save your lives, not even the prefect."

"Yes Yes Yes…"

The three of them were so frightened that they were trembling all over. They dared not speak and could only nod in agreement.

"If someone threatens you to betray me, just tell me directly. I can deal with anything they threaten you with. But if you are threatened and are not only cowardly, but also betray me, then of course I will deal with you.

But these are harsh words.”

Chen Beimo suddenly chuckled, "As long as you concentrate on your work and regard yourself as a member of Tingyu Pavilion, I can let you enjoy a peaceful life for the rest of your life. In the future, I will free you from slavery and reward you with a few acres of thin land, so that you can become an upright person.

If you follow me faithfully and are willing to work hard for me, you may even enjoy wealth and glory in the future.

You all know what to choose, so there is no need to explain further."

"Yes, yes, I'll remember it!" The man named Wu Dang kowtowed and knelt on the ground to show his loyalty.

"From now on, Wudang will just be called Old Wu, so you don't have to be so harsh.

You will be in charge of the store's accounts, Shopkeeper Wu of Tingyu Pavilion."

"Ah! Boss, I can't do that, I can't do that." Wu Dang was shocked and waved his hands to refuse. "No need to refuse, I say you are the one."

Chen Beimo glanced at him and said, "Use your cleverness to manage the accounts. The accounting, settlement, reconciliation, and money collection and storage all depend on you.

I only check the accounts once a month to check the numbers. If there are any errors, I will naturally hold you accountable."

"Yes, yes, I'll remember it!"

Lao Wu nodded in agreement.

"Mrs. Liu."

"The old slave is here."

"From now on, you will be responsible for the three meals a day. I will give you money every month. You will go to the market to buy ingredients, cook, and clean the courtyard and backyard every day."

Chen Beimo smiled and said, "Don't let me not eat enough."

"Don't worry, I don't have any other skills, but I am just barely proficient in this kitchen, and I will definitely satisfy you."

Chen Beimo nodded and said, "From now on, you can all call me Young Master, and stop calling me Master or Young Master. We are all half family, and we will naturally have feelings for each other after spending so much time together.

Aunt Liu, you are older than me, so I will call you Aunt Liu in front of others from now on. There is no need to refuse."

"Yes... yes, young master! I will keep it in mind." Mrs. Liu said with some emotion.

"Dog, how old are you this year? Can you read?"

Chen Beimo looked at the young man who had been cleaned and changed into coarse cloth clothes, with a rare crisp look on his face.

"Master, I am eleven years old now and I can only recognize a dozen words."

The dog was a little nervous.

"That's it. You learn to make umbrellas with me in the morning, and learn to read with Lao Wu in the afternoon. On weekdays, you can be an assistant."

Chen Beimo thought for a moment and said, "Also, let's give you another name. Let's call you Chengze, and leave the last name blank for now."

"Yes! Yes! Chengze thanks the young master!" Gou'er kowtowed happily. He was now a man with a proper name and no longer a wandering orphan.

Mrs. Liu on the side didn't feel anything, but Lao Wu's eyes flickered. Chengze, this is not a name used by any servant.

Chen Beimo smiled and said, "In the future, just nod and bend. No need to kneel all the time. We are doing business, and this will scare the customers."

"Yes, Master!"

All three of them bowed, apparently looking like a store team.

"You can all live in the west wing. The east wing is my master's living room. The attic is my room. You are not allowed to go in without permission."

"I understand, Master!"

“Also, even though you’re selling your bodies, you’re still human beings, and it’s not easy for you to ask me for something when you need it.

From now on, I will give you a monthly salary. Lao Wu and Liu Pozi will get 200 coins a month, and Chengze will get 100 coins. This will prevent others from saying that I treat you harshly. "

"Yes, thank you, Master!"

There was joy in the eyes of the three of them.

"Tomorrow we will start construction in the backyard and build the house, but it won't delay our opening. June 15th is an auspicious day, suitable for breaking ground and opening the business with good luck.

You all should get ready and open tomorrow."

"Yes, Master!"

The three of them were filled with joy. Having such a good host, they were naturally full of motivation. Such an easy job was even easier than their own lives.

Chen Beimo took the three of them to familiarize themselves with the house, and then explained the various tricks that Lao Wu used when selling umbrellas. He explained them one by one, and taught Chengze step by step how to use the tools to familiarize himself with paper umbrellas.

Aunt Liu also started to clean the kitchen, and the family finally started to really start a fire and cook!
In the evening, Aunt Liu prepared a meal of three dishes and a soup, including carp, stir-fried cowpea with meat, roasted eggplant, and sunflower greens and eggs. The four of them sat at the table in the restaurant. Chen Beimo naturally sat at the top seat, Chengze was on his right, and Lao Wu was on his left.

The three of them were very reserved. After all, how could they eat at the same table with the host?
Chen Beimo was not fussy about it and said with a smile, "Our house is simple, with only this one table. If you don't sit down to eat, do you three have to lie on the floor?"

In short, with three more people in the yard, it became more lively and looked a bit like a home.

Late at night, Chen Beimo sat on the bed, took out the secret book passed down to him by his master, and began to memorize the entire text.

Because in another month, the Kanshui true Qi in his body will nourish his body and complete it, opening up the Qihai Dantian. Now he can be said to have achieved the first level of cultivation.

According to what is written in the book, if one can cultivate the first level before the age of twenty, this book must be burned and cannot be preserved in the world.

Chen Beimo picked up the ancient book that carried the Wang family's thousands of years, walked to the oil lamp and lit it.

Under the illumination of candlelight, the moment the ancient book began to burn, the Kanshui true Qi in Chen Beimo's body moved inexplicably, and then the ancient book turned into ashes.

Chen Beimo was a little surprised. What would be the consequences if he had not cultivated the Kanshui Qi and burned the book?

Strangely, these ashes did not dissipate, but instead floated in the air, as if waiting for something.

"This is……"

He was puzzled for a moment, then he used the Kanshui Qi in his body to sweep across the ashes.

The next moment, the Kanshui true energy materialized as blue water light, and the ashes also fell into the water as if forming a water mirror.

In the water mirror, six-colored rays of light gathered between heaven and earth, and countless spiritual energies were like tides, guarding a precious umbrella that slowly opened up the heaven and earth.

The precious umbrella is as big as the nine-day canopy, with six beads hanging from it. The six beads, representing the four symbols of Qian and Kun, mobilize the spiritual energy of the four symbols between heaven and earth.

But suddenly, the six beads were seen being swept away by countless sudden blood-red waves, split into six rays of light and flew to all corners of the world, never to be found.

Then, the picture faded and sixteen ancient characters appeared.

Chen Beimo suppressed his surprise and memorized these sixteen words firmly. Although these words were ancient characters and he did not recognize them, they were somewhat similar to the ancient characters in the secret book.

After only a few breaths, the water light dissipated, the ashes disappeared, and it was as if nothing had happened.

Only those sixteen words were remembered in his mind, proving that they were not false.

No wonder the master repeatedly instructed that Tingyu Pavilion must be passed down. It turns out that the Wang family has a close relationship with an ancient precious umbrella.

Chen Beimo picked up the golden bell in his hand. What is the connection between this bell and the umbrella?
He seemed to be standing in front of a mysterious mountain. There might be endless treasures in the mountain, but it might also be secrets and dangers. However, the fog in front of the mountain trapped him.

Chen Beimo was determined that no matter what, he had to complete the first level of the Kanshui Sutra first. Only in this way could he unveil the veils one by one.

And the real road may only appear after Tingyu Pavilion opens!

(End of this chapter)