I am Wu Dalang, starting with Pan Jinlian

After the meal, Wu Fei asked Wu An to close the door early and prepare to rest.

He didn't want to go out to the night market anymore, after all, it was too boring to go out alone.

When traveling, you still need to be with friends, that's the most interesting!
While Wu Fei is here, there is no one who can be called a friend.

"What, you mean Wu'an, Wufu, Chen Yuanyuan?"

Please, they are servants of the Wu family, whether Wu Fei admits it or not, growing up in this era, they naturally feel that they are a head lower than Wu Fei, and cannot treat Wu Fei as an equal.

Among the people he knew outside, the Yaman Chen and Cheng Sihai, the shopkeeper of the Cheng family's clothing store, were equal in status to him, but they only had business contacts, and they were not familiar enough to eat and chat together.

As for Cuiyuexuan's Hua Jiansha, she is barely a friend, but her status is naturally embarrassing, she is open for business, so you can't go to Cuiyuexuan to chat with her, right?

As for the others, he didn't know them, and they didn't know him.

Fatty Yao, he does know him, he just fought this afternoon, but this is an enemy!

After thinking and thinking, Wu Fei could only shake his head helplessly, feeling secretly.

"Life is really lonely like snow!"

Anything else, clap for love?

This is possible, the key is that there is no opponent, so you can't use the fifth girl, right?

Chen Yuanyuan, she is too young, she is only 12 years old, even if she is willing, Wu Fei can't do it.

Although the legal provisions of "the maximum death penalty starting in three years" can no longer restrain him in Song Dynasty, the ethics and morality in his heart prevent him from doing such a thing.

As for going to brothels, let's forget it, who knows if you will catch a whole body of diseases, although there are no such diseases here, there are still some diseases.

After thinking about it for a while, all Wu Fei can do is to learn traditional Chinese characters!
Wu Fei asked Chen Yuanyuan to light up the tung oil lamp in the study, sat at the desk by himself, and began to study by comparing the thousand-character text.

"I love studying, I love studying!" Wu Fei secretly encouraged himself.

From time to time, he picked up a ballpoint pen and wrote new characters in the notebook he made.

The grayish-yellow light illuminates a small area centered on the desk, and the swaying wick dances with the breeze from time to time, making crackling sounds from time to time.

And Chen Yuanyuan, standing beside the oil lamp, cut off the burnt wick from time to time.

Looking at this scene, Wu Fei couldn't help but think of an idiom he saw before, red sleeves add fragrance.

There is a poem as evidence: "The green clothes hold the inkstone to remind the test papers, and the red sleeves add fragrance to accompany the reading."

Thinking of this artistic conception, he couldn't help being crazy, and he didn't know how much these two poems could sell for?
But after thinking about it, forget it, I really can't explain the reason for the poem.

The most important thing is that Hongxiu, I have Chen Yuanyuan by my side, but Xiang, the current Wu family should not have it, and I don’t know if Da Song has it.

"Well, write it down in a small notebook and buy some incense."

Wu Fei made a note of this wish.

If Da Song doesn’t have this kind of incense, after the store unlocks the sandalwood-flavored mosquito-repellent incense, light it up and experience the artistic conception!
Just imagine, in the rising white smoke, there is a sandalwood fragrance with the smell of mosquito repellent, which can not only repel mosquitoes, but also refresh the mind. the sticks of ink in it, and cut the charred wick with graceful motion.

This scene is really too slippery, I feel so happy when I think about it!

Oh, by the way, inkstone brushes and ink sticks, I made ballpoint pens and pencils by myself, and killed three traditional cultural items at once, what a crime!
After thinking wildly for a while, Wu Fei studied for a while, and he knew a few more traditional characters, and he could write them, but this kind of dim light was really tormenting.

Wu Fei felt that if he continued like this, he would definitely not be able to stand up here without being myopic after more than ten years of schooling, and he would die in battle!
For fear of myopia, Wu Fei put down the ballpoint pen in his hand.

Looking up, Chen Yuanyuan was about to fall asleep, her sleepy head was moving little by little, and she looked extremely cute.

Wu Fei stood up, walked to her side, woke up Chen Yuanyuan softly, and asked her to go to the room to rest.

Chen Yuanyuan woke up and felt panic. As a slave, she was supposed to accompany Wu Fei to study, but she was sleepy instead.

So, she knelt down on the ground all of a sudden, and said in fear: "This servant deserves to die, this servant deserves to die, please forgive me!"

Wu Fei comforted softly, "Get up, it's okay, go and rest."

Seeing that Chen Yuanyuan refused to get up, Wu Fei took her hand, ready to pull her up.

When the two fingers touched, it seemed that an electric current was generated, and Wu Fei shuddered for a while.

"This, is it the feeling of first love?" Wu Fei was stunned, "But, she is still so young, do I have this special hobby, child lover?"

Wu Fei shook his head, as if he wanted to drive this terrible thought out of his mind.

"No, no, it must be an illusion, how could I have such a terrible idea!"

Thinking of this, Wu Fei quickly pulled Chen Yuanyuan up, then let go of his hand quickly, and began to urge her to go to sleep as soon as possible.

Chen Yuanyuan glanced at him resentfully, then walked towards her room with three steps and three turns.

If it is said that Chen Yuanyuan has no plans, even she herself does not believe it. For her, finding a good family and becoming the concubine of this family is the best result.

Chen Yuanyuan was originally the daughter of an official family, but because her father offended the emperor, the whole family was punished, all the men were exiled, and the women were sent to Jiaofangsi.

Because she was young, she was sold to the store to learn various skills.

When I was in the store before, when I was chatting with my peers, I heard that some of the people who were bought became the concubines of a certain big family, and some were resold by several houses. Died tragically.

For the person who became the concubine of a wealthy family, several people expressed their happiness for this person and wished to replace him with their own bodies.

As for those who died tragically, the rabbit died and the fox was sad, they would involuntarily feel sad, and prayed silently in their hearts, praying that they would not let themselves end up like this.

When Chen Yuanyuan was picked by Wu Fei, she felt extremely terrified in her heart, and she was both looking forward to and feeling scared about the next life.

What's more fortunate for her is that there are not many people in the Wu family, Wu Fei is the master, and there are five servants, the relationship is simple and clear.

You must know that in a wealthy family, the headed wife will treat the maid she bought as a vixen and watch her closely, for fear that her master will be lured away and she will fall out of favor.

Moreover, a big family has a lot of rules. Although I have learned all kinds of etiquette in the store, I may forget some of them someday.

For those who violated the rules, they would be severely beaten if they were light, and it would not be uncommon for them to lose their lives if they were serious.

And Wu Fei is not yet married, so she doesn't have to worry about being suppressed by Mrs. Wu Fei.

In addition, the Wu family is considered a small family, and Wu Fei doesn't look like a person who would carelessly take human life.

Therefore, Chen Yuanyuan still has a lot of ideas about Wu Fei.

But, no matter how she hinted, Wu Fei pretended not to understand, which made her a little discouraged.

"Bad master, bad master!"

Chen Yuanyuan, who was muttering along the way, returned to her room with such an indignant mood, ready to sleep.