First day.
As the rooster crowed, Chen Ji slowly got up.
Looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings, he paused for two seconds before remembering that he had left the Fu You Street Chen Family house last night, leading Xiao Man and the little monk to Shaojiu Alley at Eastern Hua Gate.
This was the new residence gifted by Emperor Ning yesterday, complete with a bed, bedding, tables, and chairs—all brand new items allocated from the Imperial Treasury.
The quilt cover was plain brocade of a rain-blue color, without embroidery. This color was the most exquisite dyeing method in the annual tribute from the Imperial Treasury, unattainable by the ordinary folks.
The table was made of old purple elm wood, with a dark purple close to black hue, no waist, no carvings, even the aprons were omitted, simply joined together with tenon joints.
Noble.
