He is not a person at the beginning of the game.

The so-called west wing is the yard that used to be the firewood room, kitchen, and where male servants and guards lived. Of course, toilets, stables, etc. were also mostly located here.

It is an independent courtyard on the westernmost side of the quadrangle. The entrance is on the west side between the front yard and the middle yard, at the end of the corridor, a few meters away from the main courtyard passage.

There is a separate corner door, which is locked every night to prevent male servants from doing anything bad. It can be said to be an independent space.

The yard is very large and the rooms are messy. It needs to be renovated before people can live in it. Nowadays, even eating is a problem. Who would choose such a house? It will gradually be forgotten in the corner.

This was a good deal for Guo Qinshou, as he had his own house with a private courtyard and a lockable front door, and all the functions of the house were complete. He was alone, and the kitchen, toilet, bathroom, etc. could all be renovated.

In addition, the yard is large and you can plant whatever you want. There is a lot of room for future development. As for the stables and so on, it can be a quiet room where you can sit, drink tea, chat and play chess. It is so nice.

You know, people in later generations designed houses with many fancy designs. In this era, you can’t be too extravagant, but it’s okay as long as it has some meaning. A gym and a secret door leading directly to the street are beautiful.

After choosing the house, the housing manager was about to issue the invoice when Guo Qinshou's eyes turned and an idea came to his mind. You know, in his later life, his mind was full of twists and turns, and his original self, Guo Dapiezi, was not an easy person to deal with, otherwise he would not have been able to become a level 25 clerk.

He couldn't bring himself to be someone else's lackey. It is the most difficult to be a lackey, but Guo Dapiezi was very comfortable in being one. If he hadn't met the deaf old lady, the external person, it would be strange if Shazhu was not killed.

Guo Qinshou pressed down the hand of the housekeeper who was about to write, which scared her. She was wondering if Guo Qinshou was attracted by her beauty and wanted to do something to her, but if there was enough food, it would not be impossible to consider it.

Guo Qinshou really didn't have this idea. He couldn't handle such a large body.

Guo Qinshou carefully closed the door of his office, which made the housing manager's face turn red with nervousness. She was so embarrassed that she didn't know where to look.

Going close to the elder sister again, Guo Qinshou had experienced all kinds of women in his previous life, so he didn't shiver for the sake of his cool work.

This time, Guo Qin stood by the house manager's ear and blew warm air gently. Of course, he didn't dare to go any further, for fear of being shot: "Sister, I have a big can of malted milk, eight kilograms, can you do me a favor? Can you mark it off the house, write a certificate of debt repayment or reward, and turn this west wing into my private house?"

This is the case where the bold will die of overeating while the timid will die of starvation. Guo Qinshou set his sights on turning public housing into private housing, which can be said to be extremely bold.

However, this kind of thing is commonplace for the housing manager. The registration and inquiry system at that time was not perfect, and there was plenty of room for manipulation.

The housing manager's eyes turned and she calculated in her mind that eight kilograms of malted milk would cost about two hundred yuan. This deal can be done. After all, it only requires a certificate.

She also believed that Guo Qinshou would not talk nonsense. After a long time, if there was a change in the future, who would remember it?

"Okay, you're so pitiful. You're over 20 and still have no family affairs. But you have to keep it a secret. There are many factory employees in the hospital. Don't tell anyone. After a while, no one will find out. So let's leave it at that."

With a stroke of the pen by the housing management lady, the west wing became a housing reform house, and even the reward certificate was saved. With a housing reform house certificate, they could apply for a real estate certificate for a private house. Everything was reasonable, legal and compliant. It was so awesome.

It will be registered as a private property on the street, and then the stub will be deleted here, and everything will be seamless. There will be no problem as long as it is not reported in the near future.

Guo Qinshou had gotten such a huge advantage, how could he possibly say anything nonsense? And the housing manager also benefited from it. She did nothing but move her pen and destroy some receipts, and she earned more than a year's salary for nothing.

Malted milk costs nearly 300 yuan, and rice costs more than 50 yuan. With a monthly salary of only a few dozen yuan, everyone is happy.

The housing manager made a phone call in the office, and after a while, a middle-aged man appeared. He was the housing manager's husband and also a worker in the steel mill. As for the position and so on, they were just doing a transaction and would not contact each other again in the future, so why ask so many questions.

The middle-aged man whispered a few words with the housing management lady, then picked up the housing reform certificate and led Guo Qinshou out of the housing management office.

The two men left the steel mill without a single word along the way. It was obvious that the other party was very familiar with the security department and didn't even ask any questions.

A tricycle was parked not far from the factory gate. The man asked Guo Qinshou to sit on the tricycle and rode hard to the downstairs of the dormitory building.

"You watch the car, I'll go move it down!" Guo Qinshou was also sensible. He jumped out of the car and shouted, then ran upstairs alone and started the moving work.

It was working time and there were almost no people around. Guo Qinshou went back and forth six times, and five bags of rice and a can of extra-large barley milk essence became a thin receipt.

With the idea that it is better to do it today than to wait for a good day, I paid another two cents and waited for almost an hour before I got on the bus. I arrived at the base camp of all the birds, Nanluoguxiang, panting and shouting.

After asking and looking around, I found the street office in Nanluoguxiang. There was no difficulty or corruption. All I needed was a work permit, a housing reform certificate, a household registration booklet, and 20 cents for processing fees, and everything was done.

Guo Dapiezi was not originally a native of Sijiu City, but he had a town hukou. Now, through his work relationship, he has registered his hukou in Nanluoguxiang and has become a member of Sijiu City.

"This is the key to the main gate of the west wing. The entrance is at the west end of the corridor between the front and middle yards, but it is blocked by debris and various things now. Find someone to clean it up yourself."

"This is the key to the small door. It used to be a kitchen warehouse or something, and carriages went in and out from there, so there is a side door on the west side of the alley, directly next to the road."

"The house is a bit shabby, you can find someone to clean it up. Here are the property certificate, grain book, and non-staple food book. Take them. From now on, you will be a resident of Nanluoguxiang. If you have any difficulties, you can come to us."

After being scolded by Director Wang of the street committee, Guo Qinshou finally left the neighborhood committee's street office with a pile of documents.

He first took a look at the main entrance of the courtyard during the day when there were few people around. As expected, it was blocked by debris. If one did not look carefully, one would have thought it was a decorative screen wall.

The door was a proper archway, but the courtyard wall and the door were really big and high. Even for him, who was only 1.8 meters tall now, it was difficult for him to climb over the wall. This showed how strict the precautions against male servants were in the past.

The door has changed color, but it is still strong and fits tightly together. The door is three or four meters wide and not even a trace of light can get through it. It is perfect.

I took a detour outside and went to the side door on the west road. I didn't encounter those beastly neighbors along the way. I was lucky.

The side gate wall is still tall, but the door is a little smaller, about two meters, with double leaves and a height of about two meters and three or four, but it is still sturdy and durable.

After opening the door, I saw a very spacious yard. It was separated from the birds by a wall, but it was all courtyard wall and did not touch the walls of the house. I had to say that the architectural layout of the past was amazing.

Otherwise, given the nature of the birds, they would have opened the back window and climbed in to live here, taking advantage. They are shameless.

The layout is also square. The side next to the birds is the east side. It is a long corridor without any houses. I guess it was built to prevent light from being stolen by drilling holes in the wall in the past.

On the north side is a row of main houses, about two or three in total, but most of the doors and windows are broken and in a disrepair. The main structure is intact and has not been completely stolen, which is safe in this era.

On the west side is a row of large houses with high tiles, including kitchens, wood rooms, warehouses, mills, etc., all of which are fully functional. The houses are also a bit dilapidated as no one has lived there for a long time.

Finally, there is the south side. The ancients believed in sitting north and facing south. Even for servants, the south side was not taken seriously. There was an open stable, a sealed well, a small rockery, and a fish pond. It should have been built for the master to eat fish, so it looked so weird.

However, the more Guo Qinshou looked at it, the more satisfied he was. There were pavilions, towers, rockery, waterside terraces, long corridors and courtyards. He also wanted to plant some land, plant some fruit trees, and raise a... pastoral dog.

In the summer, I drink tea under the trees, farm and rest, raise some fish, and feel leisurely and contented.

"Beasts, your Grandpa Guo is here!"