In his previous life, Xu Yun had a relatively casual daily schedule due to his freelance work. Therefore, over time, he developed a biological clock from the underworld.
That means going to bed at three or four in the morning and getting up at one or two in the afternoon.
Under such a routine all year round, Xu Yun also suffered from reflux esophagitis, which is a condition where acid reflux in the stomach burns the esophagus.
However, after his rebirth, he deliberately adjusted his work and rest habits. Although scientific research work inevitably involves staying up late, the overall work and rest time is still relatively sunny.
Therefore, when there was a sound of urging outside the door at three o'clock, Xu Yun quickly woke up.
"Hey, you guys in the room, wake up!"
"Oh, here it comes!"
Xu Yun rubbed his sleepy eyes, responded simply, then stood up and put on his clothes.
The clothes the old steward gave him yesterday were a standard set of uniforms, extremely simple and plain, with no so-called contemporary style at all.
As for the clothes worn by the old man, the head of the family, they were quite good. They seemed to be made of silk, and some of the textures in them might make it easy for professionals to tell the dynasty.
But don't forget.
Xu Yun is a science student.
If you ask him to carry a calf, Dirac, etc., there is nothing wrong with the resumes of these big guys, and he can even carry them backwards.
But it is a bit difficult to ask him to analyze the specific era through some clothing details.
After all, there are specializations in the profession, and people's abilities are limited.
After getting dressed.
Xu Yun opened the door and walked into the courtyard.
The room he was in was located in the middle of the south wing. Next to it was a firewood room, and beyond was the wing where the servants slept.
There is a large millstone in the courtyard, which is slowly turning, grinding the rice.
In addition, there were several servants carrying and chopping firewood in the courtyard, looking very hardworking.
Seeing Xu Yun going out, one of the servants came forward immediately and handed over a set of items:
"Here, for your washing expenses, there is a channel in the corner. You can fetch water and wash yourself quickly. You still have to do some work in the morning."
Xu Yun subconsciously took the set of objects and found that they were a tombstone and a small, soft wooden brush.
Seeing this, Xu Yun looked thoughtful.
Although he lacks knowledge about clothing, he is quite familiar with the history of toothbrushes:
The word toothbrush officially appeared in the Yuan Dynasty. Guo Yu said in a poem: "Toothbrushes from Nanzhou are worth a piece of gold on the day when they are sent to you."
However, in the Song Dynasty before the Yuan Dynasty, the ancients had already had the habit of brushing their teeth, and the name of the toothbrush was also called brushing teeth.
For example, Zhou Mi, a survivor of the Southern Song Dynasty, recorded in his book "Meng Liang Lu":
"There is Ling's tooth brushing shop at the entrance of Lion Lane, and there is Fu Guanren's tooth brushing shop at the entrance of Jinzi Lane."
As for the Sui and Tang dynasties that preceded the Song Dynasty, although there were records of tooth brushing, most people at that time brushed their teeth by chewing willows.
Maybe some people created toothbrushes in advance for various reasons, but it would never be popular enough for servants to use them.
"The clothing of the Yuan Dynasty is obviously not of this style. The toothbrushes of the Ming Dynasty have long handles. As for the Qing Dynasty, it is impossible to just look at the hairstyle. In other words, I am most likely to come to the Song Dynasty?"
Thinking of this, Xu Yun's eyes couldn't help but light up:
"Song Dynasty scientists Shen Kuo? Su Song? Qin Jiushao? Or Yang Hui?"
Just as Xu Yun's mind was racing, the man's impatient voice sounded again:
"Hey, what are you doing here just standing there? You have to walk a few steps and we have to carry you there?"
Xu Yun finally came to his senses and hurriedly apologized to the man:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so lost in my thoughts."
After saying that, he took the toothbrush and walked to the edge of the ditch, scooped some water from a wooden bucket, and started brushing his teeth.
In fact, Xu Yun still doesn't understand why the owner of the courtyard did not report him to the government and arranged such a place for himself.
After all, logically speaking, what you are doing is considered a break-in, right?
The old man's words yesterday seemed to be filled with regret, as if he was thinking of something weird.
But this is a good thing for Xu Yun.
After all, no matter which dynasty enters the situation, it is quite troublesome. I just feel that everyone seems to look at me a little strangely.
how to say.
It was like the feeling I had when I went to the hospital to register at the registration machine in my previous life, and suddenly saw that the guy next to me was admitted to the Department of Urology.
A few minutes later.
After finishing washing, Xu Yun returned to the scene, the bell on his foot was dripping and clanking all the way.
After arriving in front of the man, he gently cupped his hands:
"May I ask, brother, what can I do?"
This man was one of the servants who detained Xu Yun yesterday. After returning to the room, he heard the old man relaying his master's guess. He didn't know what he thought of at this time. He glanced at Xu Yun's lower body with some pity:
"You can't chop firewood with your bones, and you can't push it to grind wood, so it's like this, Xiao San'er!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, a boy in his teens appeared next to him:
"Brother Yongzhu, here you are."
The man nodded and said to Xu Yun:
"Just follow the mistress to fetch water. There are more than forty people in the house, and the daily water consumption is huge.
You're right, what's your name?"
Xu Yun thought for a while and said:
"I'm Wang Lin, my nickname is Wang Mazi."
"Wang Mazi?"
When the mistress on the side heard this, her eyes stayed on his face for a few seconds:
"I see your fair face, but where does it look like you have a pockmark?"
Xu Yun sighed:
"It's easy to make a living with a cheap name"
Hearing Xu Yun's last words, the tall man thought that Xu Yun was thinking of his past tragic experiences again. He was silent for a moment and urged:
"Mazi, let bygones be bygones. You broke into the house by accident, so you have fulfilled your destiny.
When I return to my hometown and make a roster for you, you can be considered a human being, at least you don’t have to be someone else’s plaything.”
Xu Yun: "?"
I understand every word you said, but why does it feel weird when you put them together?
Then, led by Xiao San'er, Xu Yun came to another well in the south wing.
Xiao San'er said to Xu Yun while putting on the hoop bucket:
"There are two wells in the south wing of the courtyard. The well that fell into yesterday's house needs to be put aside for a few days before it can be used again.
These days you and I will focus on this, do you understand?"
Looking at Xiao San'er who looked like a young adult, Xu Yun nodded obediently:
"Understood."
Xiaosaner continued:
"As long as you understand, our house now has nine members of the master's family, thirty-one maids, servants, and guards. Counting you, there are thirty-two people in total.
The water pumped out every day needs to be sent to the main room first, then to the east wing if there are guests staying overnight, then to the west wing if there are no guests, and finally to the south wing."
Xu Yun nodded again:
"I remember this too."
Xiao San'er has a young mind. Seeing Xu Yun's correct attitude, he started talking more:
"Wang Mazi, don't be so sullen, do you know where you are?
Let me tell you, in our city of Bianjing, the average monthly salary for servants in the palace is no more than three guan. If you have a family and children to support, you have to pay for food and drink.
But our master is a big-hearted man. He doesn’t talk about monthly money, and there is still yearly money at the end of the year. Wang Mazi, how much do you think I got last year?”
Xu Yun smiled and guessed a number at random:
"Sanguan?"
Xiao San'er shook her head quickly, and spread out five fingers with a flying face:
"Full of five strings! My mother said that when she saves some money, she will go to Dongxiang to find a match for me!"
Then Xiao San'er didn't know what he thought of, and a trace of expectation appeared in his eyes:
"Last year, I got five guan of the annual money. I'm afraid I can get more than 10 guan this year?"
Xu Yun blinked, this time he was really surprised:
"Ten dollars? So much increase? Double the salary per year of service?"
"What's the length of service?"
The mistress looked at him inexplicably and said:
"Last month and today, there was a general amnesty for the whole world. My good friend Dongpo layman was resettled in Yongzhou and reinstated as the minister of imperial court. With this happy event, can't I be given more annual money?"
Amnesty to the world.
Layman Dongpo.
Chao Fenglang.
These three words were like three bolts of lightning piercing the night sky, striking Xu Yun's heart hard and even causing him to temporarily lose consciousness.
Gulu.
After a few breaths.
Xu Yun swallowed hard and stared at Xiao San'er solemnly:
"Third brother, may I ask what the master's name is?"
The mistress slapped her head:
"Hey, I forgot to tell you about this. Our master's surname is Su. His single name is Zirong. In the seventh year of Yuanyou, he became the prime minister. Now he is serving as the prince's young master. Not only in the entire Bianjing city, but also in the entire Bianjing city
Da Song, he is also a famous and important person!"