Succubus' Manor

It was bright daylight, and Chi Yan crawled out of Kleist's arms. He was bored in the castle recently, and he was about to turn gray. As soon as he woke up, he couldn't wait to put on his clothes, and even prepared to eat a few bites for breakfast.

Kleist opened his eyes the moment Chi Yan woke up. Ever since the two of them established their relationship, Kleist never wore clothes when he slept. At this time, the quilt slipped from his shoulders, exposing his arms and most of his chest. Resting his head on one hand, he stared directly at Chi Yan with his dark eyes.

Chi Yan was changing clothes, his whole body was shaking from the cold, and he put on the clothes as fast as he could, but he didn't have time to take care of them - anyway, he couldn't smooth out the wrinkles on his back anyway, so he could only trouble Cardi .

Chi Yan turned his head and found that Kleist was still lying on the bed, and he urged while straightening his collar: "Don't lie down, get up, let's go out after breakfast, you don't think it's too much to stay in the castle all day. Are you bored?"

After saying this, Chi Yan remembered - he was the only one who was bored in the castle all day, and Kleist could go out at any time during the day.

Chi Yan: "..."

The most pitiful one is still me.

Although it hadn't snowed yet, the temperature was so low that Chi Yan had to wear cotton clothes. He wrapped himself up like a bear, but the bear's head was relatively small, and it looked like a child wearing adult clothes.

The distance between Stettin and Saket is not too far, but for some reason, Stettin's winter is colder, the cold wind is more severe, Chi Yan's skin is also much drier, and there is no hand cream here, There is no big treasure either, Chi Yan doesn't think he is a delicate pig boy, but his skin is so dry that even rough men won't feel comfortable.

His father still secretly wears fucking leggings in winter, and told him that they are good, they are close-fitting and fleece, more comfortable than long johns, but they are a bit crotch tight, so they have to be worn in reverse.

Chi Yan rubbed his face, feeling that his face was almost cracked.

Then he rolled over and touched Kleist's face.

Chi Yan sighed, forget it, just do it, there is no other more serious harm except for the stinging on the face when the wind blows.

For breakfast, Chi Yan simply ate two slices of bread, instead of thick soup, he drank warm water. When he was eating, Kadi stood by and served him. As long as Kadi was around, the other servants could only watch .

Seeing Kadi listless, Chi Yan said, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Cardi pulled out a smile: "I slept late last night, don't worry, my lord."

Chi Yan wiped the corners of his mouth clean: "Then you can take a day off today."

Kadi lowered his head, Chi Yan couldn't see his expression, he could only hear Kadi say: "Yes, my lord."

Chi Yan only thought that Kadi might be tired. After all, Kadi was the same as him during this time. He didn't touch the ground, but Kadi still had to run around. Chi Yan comforted: "It will be fine in a while, next year At the beginning of spring, I'll ask the housekeeper to send some people over, and then you won't be as tired as you are now."

Chi Yan has always been as gentle as a spring breeze to the people around him, and never said a single serious word.

Because the villains were all punished by the steward, most of the time Chi Yan didn't know what the well-behaved and honest servants in front of him looked like before they were taught by the steward.

In short, the servants who could appear in Chi Yan's field of vision were more winking than the other.

So Chi Yan felt that the people around him were well-behaved and sensible.

Chi Yan said to Ka Di: "I'll go out after breakfast, and you can eat something before going to rest."

When leaving, Chi Yan also warned: "You don't have a fireplace in your room, so go to my room to rest. There is charcoal in the fireplace, you just light the fire, and there is a sofa in the room, just hug the bed and quilt and go there."

Chi Yan said to Cardi: "You lower your head."

Kadi lowered his head, Chi Yan stretched out his hand, touched Kadi's forehead with the back of his hand, and then touched his own forehead. He decided that Kadi didn't have a fever, but it might be a cold. He frowned slightly.

Kadi held his breath nervously, the lord didn't frown very much, once he frowned, it was as if his heart was pinched by two hands.

Chi Yan was worried that there was no medicine for colds here, so he sighed: "Let them mix some sugar water for you, make it hot, after you drink it, go to sleep, and you have to open a small window in the room. ventilation, you know?"

Cardi gave a muffled "hmm".

Chi Yan: "Then I'm going out, you have a good rest."

After saying this, Chi Yan pulled Kleist away from the castle.

Only Kadi stood there, motionless, like a stone sculpture.

The male servant guarding the door didn't know what was wrong with Kadi, but he just rolled his eyes secretly, rushing to do everything, wishing that he was the only male servant beside the lord, and it would be better if he fell ill.

Just when the male servant had countless vicious thoughts in his mind, he suddenly heard a crisp sound.

The manservant looked around, and found that Kadi raised his hand, and slapped himself hard again.

The servant's eyes widened, thinking that he was hallucinating—hitting himself, what's wrong with this man?

Cardy raised his head, his eyes were red, and his throat was choked with guilt. He didn't understand why he was moved by old Bob last night-the adults treated him so well, and he even suspected that the adults didn't treat him as a human being.

He thought of the butler, and what the butler had said to him before he left.

"There are so many male servants, Sir only brought you one, you have to be worthy of Sir's trust!" The old butler was serious and indifferent, just like when Cady first met him many years ago.

It's just that Cardy was still a child at that time, and he could only do cleaning work in the castle. No one would have thought that he would become the lord's personal servant one day.

Kadi himself didn't expect that he tried every means to climb up, no matter how unreasonable the old butler's reasoning was, he tried his best to do it and remember that he suffered so much and suffered so much grievance He and Bai Yan finally made it to today.

It may be that the lord was too kind to him, so good that he had an illusion.

Cardi slapped himself again, this slap took all his strength, his cheeks were red and slowly swollen.

He was bewitched by old Bob.

"How important do you think you are? You are no different from a hunter's dog."

"As long as you are useless to your lord, he will easily abandon you."

"Your life means nothing to him."

Old Bob said softly to him, "Don't you want to try? Don't you want to try what you are in his eyes?"

"You are so good-looking, don't you have any other ideas? I don't think the black-haired man next to him is necessarily better than you."

"Originally, the seat closest to the lord should belong to you."

Cady bit his lip, he had never felt so guilty.

So what if adults really treat him like a dog?He had been worse than a dog before.

The extravagant thoughts in his heart were magnified infinitely last night - he didn't want to be the Lord's dog, or even his personal servant, he fantasized that one day, he could replace Kleist's seat.

This extravagant desire tormented him day and night, and he couldn't help but think about it.

But last night, he didn't fall asleep all night, thinking over and over again: Why can't it be him?

why?

Cady took a deep breath, feeling obsessed.

He is useful to the lord—not in bed, he should be proud of it, not jealous of Kleist because of it, and he is not in love with the lord.

He just hopes that adults can look at him and praise him.

Any emotion to the extreme can torture people beyond recognition.

Cardi walked to the corridor, and the remaining servants standing at the door looked at his back in a daze.

After Chi Yan left the castle, he said to Kleist, "Kady seems to have something on his mind."

Kleist's voice was a little cold: "No matter what is on his mind, as long as he has the idea of ​​betraying you, he will die."

Kleist has no feelings for the people around Chi Yan. To him, those people are decorations, like moving vases.

Kadi has been with Chi Yan for so long, and Kleist only remembers that the other party is a blond young man who always looks at Chi Yan with a look that makes him feel uncomfortable.

If Chi Yan didn't value him.

Krystal has long been...

Chi Yan blinked, his hand was still in Kleist's palm, it was very warm, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he asked in surprise, "You're not jealous of Cardi, are you?"

Kleist turned his head and said, "Why? Can't you?"

Chi Yan: "...you can, but you are too careless in choosing this person."

Chi Yan sighed: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even know that I like men, so just rest assured, I'm not a stallion."

Kleist frowned slightly: "Stalion?"

Chi Yan explained cheerfully: "I just love one when I see one, and love one after another. I only sow seeds and don't take responsibility."

Kleist: "..."

For the first time he knew of a stallion and this explanation.

"I know I'm excellent." Chi Yan boasted brazenly, "But I'm not so good that everyone loves me. Even if Kadi likes me, he doesn't like me that way. I know that."

Chi Yan has met two female students in the class before, because they are so close, they eat and live together, if one of them gets close to other girls, the other will get angry, just like lovers, they will not tolerate them There is a third person in my friendship.

But they will still have boyfriends, and they will get together to discuss which male star they like.

He thinks that Kadi probably has this kind of mentality. Kadi's world is small and always revolves around himself. After a long time, all his energy and attention are concentrated on himself. After a long time, he will have illusions.

This is not uncommon.

Especially now that they have come to this new environment, the people around them are all strangers who don't know the details.

Kadi can only cuddle closer to Chi Yan, only in this way can he feel safe.

So it's normal to have an illusion.

Chi Yan felt that if he traveled back to modern times, he could become an emotional master.

Kleist pursed his lips: "You just need to be clear in your heart."

If Cady hadn't always kept his duty, Kleist would never have allowed him to live so long.

And he knew that as long as he didn't hide Chi Yan, countless people would flock to Chi Yan like moths.

Chi Yan was quickly attracted by the vendors on the street, and he was surprised: "It's so lively?!"

Since there is no shortage of food in the market, people have quickly regained their vitality. Although the plague is terrible, life is still going on. Although the price of food has gradually dropped, people have already spent all the money they spent at the beginning. Go out, now of course I have to find a way to make money.

Both sides of the whole street are crowded with vendors, they sell all kinds of things, animal skins and wooden barrel rattan frames, and some trinkets for decoration, even wool and low-quality wine, the shops are also open, But there are many people who sell things, but few people who buy things.

After all, everyone's wallets are deflated, and they only want to make money, not spend it.

As long as it's not a necessity, don't buy it if you can.

This is Chi Yan's first time seeing a real market. He was so curious that he dragged Kleist through the crowd - because he was dressed like a bear, so many people looked at him along the way, Chi Yan Standing in front of a stall, I squatted down and touched the wool lying on the ground.

It's quite soft, not as soft as cashmere, but wool is also good.

"How do you sell this?" Chi Yan is a rich man now, very rich and powerful, and he is going to wrap up all the wool. It would be best if the other party has a purchase channel, as much as possible, and then ask someone to send it back to Saket, where the weavers are very happy. It can quickly turn wool into wool, and knitting sweaters is not a problem.

The stall guard was a middle-aged man, wearing a worn out hat, he smiled kindly at Chi Yan, and then gestured to Chi Yan: "If you want all the guests, you only need this many."

Two silver coins, this price is not cheap.

Chi Yan asked curiously, "Where do these wools come from?"

The middle-aged man didn't hide anything: "It's from Kasha."

Chi Yan: "Kasha raises sheep?"

Man: "Kasha people raise everything. Their soil is good, and they can grow with a handful of seeds. There is no shortage of food for people, let alone animals. We can't eat meat here, but they can eat meat every day. until full."

Speaking of eating meat, the man swallowed subconsciously.

For them, Kasha and Doshi are countries like heaven. Every household in Doshi has gold and silver. They use gold and silver to exchange food and meat with the people of Kaza. With neither money nor fertile land, most of them live in poverty.

Pay so much tax every year!

The man's tone couldn't hide his envy: "I heard that the toilets of the Doxi people are all made of gold."

Chi Yan: "..."

He suddenly remembered that during the Yuan Dynasty, foreigners seemed to think that the floor tiles in Yuan Dadu were made of gold.

More luxurious than toilets made of gold.

The man sighed: "If only I were a Doshi or a Kasha."

Chi Yan touched the back of his head, and felt that the other party's wish would probably only come true in his next life.

The man asked again: "Guest, do you want this kind of wool?"

He set up a stall here, but he gave the guards a lot of money, and the purchase price of the wool was not cheap. So much wool sold for two silver coins. He didn't earn much, but it was good if he had something to earn. He set up a stall here. After three days of stalling, we finally got the first person who came to ask the price.

He made up his mind that as long as he didn't lose money, he would sell it even if the other party lowered the price.

Chi Yan: "Yes, I want all of these, can you still get wool?"

The man's eyes lit up, he looked left and right, and after making sure there were no guards around, he whispered: "My friends have bought a lot of wool, guest, come with me."

Then he wrapped the wool from the stall with sackcloth, which looked bulky but was actually not heavy. He carried a large bundle on his back and led Chi Yan and Kleist into the alley.

This was the first time Chi Yan knew that there were so many alleys in this city, and there were such hidden people inside. They turned around and around, Chi Yan was almost fainted by the stench in the alleys, and finally arrived at the destination.

The man stood in front of a wooden door and knocked on the door like a thief.

Soon there was movement inside, a woman's voice: "Who?"

Man: "It's me, Baird."

There was a creaking sound from the wooden door, and the woman inside opened the wooden door.

Baird turned to Chi Yan and said, "Guest, come in."

Chi Yan wasn't afraid either. When Kleist was by his side, he didn't know how to write the word fear.

This room is very dark, because there are no windows, so the people who live inside have punched a few holes in the wall. During the day, the cloth strips that seal the holes are torn off, so that light can come in, but these lights can't illuminate the room too much. bright.

Chi Yan also saw the woman standing inside.

Her hair was wrapped in a turban, her skin was a bit dark, and her facial features were not exquisite, but they looked good together. She glanced at Chi Yan, and then said to Baird, "Why did you bring people here?"

Baird: "This guest asked me if I had any wool left."

The woman asked suspiciously, "Why do you need so much wool?"

Chi Yan explained: "I want to weave blankets out of wool."

Woman: "Did you use that much by yourself? Do you think I'm stupid?"

The woman has a "jianghu spirit", not the kind that lives at home, but more like a big sister in society, she said to Chi Yan very rudely: "I don't care who you are, why are you here, you go now , I'll pretend you haven't been here."

Chi Yan: "..."

It's just wool trading, how come it looks like they're doing something illegal?

Baird: "Beverly, how can you push the business out like this? Do you want to keep so much wool for laying eggs?"

Beverly retorted: "You idiot, how can anyone buy so much wool at this time? He must be from the Holy Court. Even if he is not from the Holy Court, he must be an official in the castle."

Chi Yan suddenly realized something, and he asked very curiously: "Do you only let one person set up a stall at a time to solicit customers, then evade the stall money, and then evade taxes?"

Both Baird and Beverly's expressions changed.

This kind of behavior is not uncommon in the city, to be precise, it is not uncommon anywhere.

It is not easy to make money, there are so many taxes every year, and you have to pay the guards, otherwise the guards will harm their goods.

So they reached an agreement in private, each time sharing the money for the booth, and then leading the people to the back, so that the goods sold would not have to pay taxes.

Money comes faster and more.

But if you are caught, you will be miserable. If you are lucky, your hands will be cut off, and if you are not lucky, you will be hanged.

The criminal law here depends entirely on the mood of the lord, and there is no standard clause.

Beverly screamed: "It's all your trouble!"

She picked up a cup from the table and threw it at Baird, who was hit right on the ground, and he said angrily, "If you weren't so talkative, the guests would never have thought of this!"

Chi Yan glanced at Kleist, and they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Don't be noisy." Chi Yan advised.

"As much wool as you have, I want as much." Chi Yan said richly, "If other people have it, then I want it too, and the price will be as agreed with Baird just now."

He took out five silver coins from his wallet: "This is the deposit."

"Tomorrow night, you take all the wool out of town, and someone will come to pick it up."

Baird and Beverly stopped arguing, and they looked at Chi Yan as if they were looking at a fool with a brain problem.

"Aren't you afraid that we'll take the money but not deliver the goods to you?" Beverly folded her arms around her chest and looked at Chi Yan's face. Her eyes wandered over Chi Yan's face, as if examining him.

Chi Yan said with a good temper: "You don't know how to do it."

Beverly and Baird asked in unison: "Are you stupid?!"

Chi Yan: "...don't be so loud, keep your voice down."

Chi Yan smiled and said, "If you lie to me, you won't be able to afford the consequences, and if you don't sell it to me after collecting the money, you won't get the rest. No one will buy wool now."

Beverly calmed down at this moment, she frowned and asked, "What are you wearing? Why do you look like a bear?"

Chi Yan: "This is a cotton coat."

Beverly: "I've seen cotton clothes, they don't look like yours, they're still a thin layer, but they're more comfortable than linen clothes."

Chi Yan explained: "The clothes are two layers, with cotton in the middle."

Chi Yan didn't think it was a secret that needed to be hidden.

Beverly walked over, and when she got closer, she saw Chi Yan's face clearly in the dim light. She took a deep breath and said in surprise, "You look so good."

Then she quickly asked vigilantly: "Which family's young master are you from?"

Ordinary people don't have such good skin, no matter how good-looking they are, as long as they have to work, they will never have such skin.

Chi Yan: "I'm not the young master of any family, I'm just an ordinary person who came to buy wool."

Beverly snorted: "I don't believe it, I can tell that people like you are different from us."

Baird: "You don't care who he is, as long as he can sell the wool, my family has no money to buy grain, and finally the price of grain has dropped. If you don't sell it, don't sell it. I'll go find someone else."

As she said that, she was about to open the door and take Chi Yan away, Beverly: "Who said I won't sell it!"

Baird turned his head.

Beverly said reluctantly: "If you don't ask clearly, I'm not sure."

She thought Baird was an ass.

And this jackass was her chosen partner.

"Do you want all the wool I have here?" Beverly stroked her scarf, "I have twice as much wool as him. I want four silver coins."

Chi Yan: "Is the quality the same?"

Beverly: "Of course, I picked it myself."

Chi Yan smiled: "Then four silver coins."

Chi Yan felt that it was time for him to regulate the market and the guards, and then clean up the black market.