At the beginning, he took his seven younger siblings to join Yi Zhonghai.

More than an hour passed.

"Alright, that's enough for today. I'm exhausted. What are you made of, you brat? How can you last so long?"

Fang Mingqian put down the medical record in his hand and said wearily.

"Thank you, Master."

Yi Zhongding promptly brewed him fresh tea and respectfully presented it to him with both hands.

"You unfilial wretch! You won't act until you see the benefit. What were you doing to provoke me just now?"

Fang Mingqian pretended to be disgusted, but his hands were quick, and he swiftly took away the teacup.

Yi Zhongding chuckled. "You've learned their skills, and you still argue with them? Aren't you ungrateful?"

Let's argue again before we even say "yes" next time.

He looked really tired.

Yi Zhongding then took his leave and went to his next master's clinic.

Before leaving.

Fang Mingqian then jokingly said, "Kid, when we meet later, I'll surprise you."

Yi Zhongding suppressed a laugh and lifted Jiaozi up for him.

Next time?

We'll meet again at the Central Academy, right?

The two next places Yi Zhongding visited were not close to each other.

This made him think about buying a bicycle for the first time since he traveled to the present day.

I'll buy one now, and then I'll buy one for my older brother during the Chinese New Year.

I'll buy another Zhonghua car before October next year.

Because he had studied it when he read novels about courtyard houses in his previous life.

In October of 1957, bicycles in Beijing were sold using ration coupons.

Buying a car was not easy back then.

It's difficult for anyone to even get a bicycle ticket.

Your family seems to be buying one car after another.

Then he'll be waiting to be labeled.

Yi Zhongding looked up at the sky.

Today is not the right time.

We'll talk about it tomorrow.

He didn't buy a watch.

Those things were luxuries for him.

I really want to spend two or three hundred to buy a watch.

He'll have to take away most of the money in his pocket.

After all, he has been earning more than enough money by honestly doing carpentry work to supplement his family's income.

Unlike other time travelers, he wasn't in a hurry to make a lot of money.

Become an invisible millionaire like those in the 1950s.

He never sold any of the things produced in the space.

He hadn't even been to the black market or the pigeon market yet.

Therefore, he had no involvement in the black market's risk-free trading.

Although he has some martial arts skills.

Now, even eight or ten ordinary people can't get close to him.

But it's not bulletproof!

What era are we living in?

If you piss me off, who's going to challenge you to a duel?

Not all of them were taken down with a single shot.

It doesn't matter if he dies.

But what about the older brother and sister-in-law, and the younger brothers and sisters?

The family members of martyrs, who were perfectly well-off, went to the black market.

Did he get shot dead?

How can they possibly have an easy life?

It's considered merciful of the relevant national departments if they don't expose you completely.

Therefore, he did not act until he was 1,000% certain.

Never take any risks.

He didn't try to get rich through fishing or hunting.

I did go fishing once, as a pastime, when I took my younger siblings to the park.

But I've never made money from it.

And we haven't had a chance to go treasure hunting yet.

After all, his spiritual power was only recently developed, and its range was only one meter.

It's sufficient for investigating the condition.

But it's used for treasure hunting.

But that's far from the truth.

Yi Zhongding sometimes wonders if he's wasted his time traveling.

But then I thought about it again.

This is his lifestyle and philosophy of life: leisurely, content, and carefree.

There's no need to compare yourself to others.

This is not the future.

He's living a carefree life now.

His living conditions are better than those of 99% of the people.

Yi Zhonghai did consider buying him a watch.

On his birthday last year.

The couple also secretly visited watch shops and trust stores.

But in the end, I couldn't bring myself to buy it.

At that time, the domestically produced watch brand Shanghai had not yet been launched.

It was even developed just last year.

All watches on the market are imported.

The most expensive is the "Lao Zai" (老仔), priced at 540 yuan.

The cheapest are the Japanese brands Seiko and Citizen, at 210 yuan.

You will also need the corresponding "Imported Watch Supply Invoice" and information such as the purchaser's salary and personal details.

Trust shops aren't much cheaper either.

This was something an elderly couple had inquired about at a trust shop, and a worker let it slip.

He happened to come to Yi Zhongding, who had heard of his reputation, to have "seventy-two legs" made.

They recognized Tam Sau-lin.

The worker said with extreme envy, "Back then, the two of them kept saying they wanted to choose a good watch for their younger brother to use while studying."

He added, "If you were the only younger brother, your older brother and sister-in-law would have paid for it that day."

"Your sister-in-law said, 'There are eight younger brothers and sisters in the family. Who should we buy it for, and who shouldn't we buy it for? If we buy it for all of them, even if it's not a one-time purchase, the total would be close to two thousand yuan, even at the cheapest price.'"

"In the end, the two of them could only buy a grandfather clock to take home, and said that they would buy him a domestically made watch someday."

Yi Zhongding certainly knew about the large, wind-up clock that sat in the center of the living room.

It "goes off" every hour.

The number of "dang" sounds indicates the time.

At that time, I didn't know there was such a story behind it.

later.

When Yi Zhongding asked them about it.

Yi Zhonghai and the other man seemed a little embarrassed, as if it was their fault for not being able to afford a watch as a birthday gift for him.

But it's clearly their birthday.

The eldest sister-in-law would always prepare a sumptuous feast and a bowl of longevity noodles that she made herself.

The older brother will bring back a rare cake and a small gift.

Such as pens, shoes, clothes...

But they themselves said: "We've long forgotten our birthdays. We're almost fifty years old, why would we celebrate a birthday? Your birthdays are our happiest days."

As Yi Zhongding pondered this, he got into the car and arrived at Qianliang Hutong.

Then we went into a traditional Chinese medicine clinic located on the street.

This is the clinic of his second mentor, Liu Duzhou.

I didn't see the doctor when I entered the clinic.

Instead, it was a young man reading a book.

"Senior Brother Zhuo, are you reading?"

Yi Zhongding was the first to greet them.

"Oh, Zhongding, you actually came today! Master said you would definitely come to bring good news today."

Senior Brother Zhuo raised his head and said with a smile.

"Really? Where's Master?"

Yi Zhongding took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it to him; he himself didn't smoke.

"He's at the clinic. He didn't come here today. Go look for him there."

Senior Brother Zhuo simply took out one cigarette and returned it to him.

"You can keep it. I don't smoke. That's fine too. I need to go to Guang'anmen anyway, so this is perfect."

Yi Zhongding waved his hand and pushed the cigarette back.

"Alright, I'll come with you. I was just waiting for you here, but I figured you'd have to get to Mr. Fang's place first before coming here."

"It's hard for most people to find even one master, but you have three masters of traditional Chinese medicine as your masters. I'm incredibly envious."

"I heard he's going to become the fourth apprentice? Is it Mr. Zheng Kuishan, the successor of the Zheng family acupuncture tradition from Guang'anmen?"

Without any formalities, Senior Brother Zhuo put the cigarette in his shirt pocket, stood up, and followed him.

"You've had just as many famous teachers as I have, so your claim of envy is just a joke at my expense."

"That's true. Mr. Zheng co-founded the Yong'anmen Joint Clinic with my acupuncture master, Mr. Luan Zhiren."

"I often went to my master to learn from him this year. When Mr. Zheng met me, he thought I was a down-to-earth person, so he told me about this."

Yi Zhongding helped him close the door.

There aren't many roller shutters right now.

This isn't a courtyard house; it's just a shop.

Therefore, to close the door, each door panel had to be lifted and placed into the door frame one by one.

When you open the door, lift the door panel away.