When Old Man Liu came back from shopping, he brought with him two skinny little girls who looked only seven or eight years old.

When the two maids saw such a handsome young man, they couldn't help but blush and were too shy to look up at him.

Seeing this, Lin Lao Nian felt mixed emotions. He looked at Old Man Liu and said, "I asked you to buy maids, and you bought me two children. Are they going to serve me, or are you going to serve them?"

Old Man Liu chuckled: "I went around the slave market and found that they are the cheapest, only twenty cents each."

When the two sisters heard this, one of the girls who looked a little taller said anxiously, "Sir, we can serve you. We can do anything you want as long as you don't send us back."

“Please!”

The two sisters said this and knelt down in seconds.

Regardless of whether it is fictional or real history, in the ancient patriarchal context, preference for boys over girls was more serious, and women were subordinate to men.

Although Lin was a man in his later years, under the influence of family education and social ideas, he should at least have basic respect for women.

"Forget it, forget it. You guys get up first. Tell me what you're going to do first."

Of course he would respect that, but he wouldn't want a good-for-nothing who knows nothing, except for a wife (it's impossible for him to have a wife now, but he does have a househusband).

The taller girl said, “I can wash clothes, cook, clean the house, and farm.”

Another voice was hoarse: "I can also do laundry, cook and clean the house."

They were talking about basic labor skills.

Lin needs their skills in his later years: "Okay, what are your names?"

"My name is Wang Xiaosi."

"My name is Wang Xiaowu."

Lin Wannian nodded: "Can you read?"

"I know a little bit of the Three Character Classic," the two sisters answered shyly. They learned it secretly from the books their brother didn't want.

"Oh, since you are working for me, you, Wang Xiaosi, will be called Wangui from now on, and you, Wang Xiaowu, will be called Wanhua. The combination of your two last names will be Guihua. You will get one cent per month. If you do a good job, your salary will increase later."

Can I still get paid?

The two sisters' eyes lit up instantly when they heard this.

Old man Liu stood aside and listened: "Xiao Nian, didn't you give too much?" They bought the person with their own money, but they still have to lose money every month.

Lin Lwanian glanced at him and asked: "Do you manage the money or do I?"

"you."

Old man Liu stopped talking instantly.

"That's all you need to know. Take them to clean up the house and arrange the things. Once everything is done, buy them some clothes. I have to go out first because of something."

"Farewell, young master." The two sisters instantly got into the mood.

Lin Wannian, who was about to leave, staggered when he heard this. He had enjoyed greetings from the butler in modern times, but this time it was a little girl, so he felt a little unfamiliar.

Coming out of the house, Lin Wannian, holding a paper fan, walked leisurely into the crowd.

Most of the gambling houses and brothels that were doing prosperous business in ancient times had royal family members investing in them or officials who had some power in the court.

In his later years, Lin wanted to test the waters, so he first went to a money shop to exchange one tael of silver for 10 cents of silver, and then exchanged one cent of silver for 100 wen.

The purse is bulging.

He took it in his hand and walked towards the casino.

Start with a few coins to test the waters, and if it doesn't work, choose other ways out.

He studied food chemistry, and either made food additives or refrigerated ice cubes to become a leader in the private food industry. If all else fails, he will join the protagonist, and let Tu Shiyu provide money and materials, so that he can invent guns, explosives, and cannons to become an official,

For Lin in his later years, he would take shortcuts if possible, but if not, he would have to start from other aspects.

The casino was built in a prosperous area, with a house number in traditional Chinese characters. But it did not bother Lin in his later years, as he had learned it.

Before I walked in, someone came out. With a "whoosh" sound, a person was thrown out and fell heavily to the ground.

Even from a distance, Lin Laonian could feel the dull pain of his flesh hitting the stone.

"Don't come out to gamble if you don't have money. Next time it won't be as simple as cutting off your left hand." said a big man standing at the door.

Lin Wannian looked at the man on the ground and saw that one of his arms was broken, with blood and tears flowing out of the wound.

It’s miserable. Really miserable.

The passers-by around were no longer surprised by this scene and just went on their own way.

Lin retracted his foot and walked towards another path.

I'd better not gamble anymore. I won't accept the loss, and I want to win more if I win.

He had already experienced this in the system space.

In his later years, Lin went to the East Street Bookstore (an antique stationery store) to buy paper, pen and ink to write the recipe, so that he could definitely join the protagonist.

I walked through a less crowded alley, but before I could get through, an attack came from behind.

Lin Wannian dodged sideways and captured the attacker with a few consecutive moves. He put the paper fan in his hand against the opponent's neck and strangled his vital point with the other hand. He said, "Brother, it is wrong to attack and hurt people by surprise."

Just as he finished speaking, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

He looked down and saw that the man who had intended to attack him had fainted on top of him.

Lin Wannian let go and kicked with his leg.

With a thud, the man fell to the ground.

Lin Wannian squatted down, fanning himself, and looked at the man lying on the ground in a black nightgown, the corners of his clothes around his waist and abdomen were wet.

He grabbed the man's shoulders, flipped him open, and faced him to the sky. He was wearing an ordinary gray mask.

When Lin Wannian was about to take off the man's mask, the person who had fainted grabbed his hand.

The two men fought again. In the end, because the man lost too much blood, he wanted to escape. A thick white fog came towards him, but Lin Wannian threw a fan at the man's waist and abdomen. He could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

"Ahem." Lin Wannian covered his nose, walked forward, and saw the man on the ground: "You little brat, fight me."

He took off the mask on the other person's face and saw a strange face.

The smile on Lin Wannian’s face faded: Isn’t this guy Sang?

He reached out and touched the man's chin, and sure enough, he touched something. After tearing off the thin human skin mask, his real face was revealed.

Lin Wannian was relieved. He took off the other person's nightgown and put on his own outermost coat. Then he carried the person on his back and walked towards the clinic.

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Are cats likely to bite people? I really want to have a cat, but I'm afraid it will bark all day long. I want to touch it, but I'm afraid it will bite me.