Zhu Xinyi surveyed the room and then introduced herself with a smile, "I’m a network broadcaster, working from 4 PM to 11 PM, so I’m usually free during the day. How about you? Are you a student or...?" Lin Wanwan replied, "I write web novels." "Wow, that’s great. Working from home with more flexible hours." Gong Mingyu said, "We also have Sister Chen doing FBA operations in our apartment. She’s the typical nine-to-five office worker, haha." Lin Wanwan smiled to show she understood. The three peers of about the same age wandered around the room chatting for a while, and then the two from next door tactfully excused themselves. Lin Wanwan ate a few pieces of fried rice cakes and felt re-energized but, thinking about the manuscripts she still had to copy, the task seemed daunting. A physical book roll can hold at most ten thousand characters, so copying all the content she outlined would take over ten rolls, certainly not something that could be finished in a day. Lin Wanwan had overestimated herself and underestimated the volume of work. Suddenly, a spark of inspiration hit her. She pulled out her phone, opened a certain courier app and posted an order: hiring ten couriers to handwrite the characters with beautiful calligraphy for a service fee of 600 yuan. These days, the workers within the courier network are often quite talented. It’s not unusual to see in the news that they got admission letters from top universities like 985 or 211 while running errands. So Lin Wanwan’s idea wasn’t all that far-fetched. As it turns out, finding couriers capable of writing with a calligraphy brush in Yu City, a city with many universities, wasn’t difficult, and all ten orders soon had takers. The coffee table and dining table in Lin Wanwan’s house were conveniently empty, and she also moved down the dressing table from her room upstairs, enough for everyone to sit down and write. By 9:30, seven male couriers and three female couriers arrived. Most were university students taking advantage of the holiday to work part-time. They each brought the small luxury brushes and ink Lin Wanwan had requested. Without much chitchat, Lin Wanwan sent the organized barefoot doctor electronic versions to everyone’s phones and distributed a paper scroll to each to begin copying. Although Lin Wanwan’s request was odd and the paper scrolls were unusual, everyone was there for the money. That’s all that mattered! These weren’t local university students but rather those from small mountain villages, so they didn’t go home for the New Year, staying in Yu City to work and earn their living and tuition fees. The errands occasionally included helping kids with homework, picking up kids from school, accompanying the elderly to hospitals, helping farmers harvest wheat, and more — a wide variety. So copying books didn’t seem out of place. Receiving the materials, everyone donned masks and buried themselves in writing with vigor. Lin Wanwan mentioned that whoever finished first would receive small red envelopes — five in total, decreasing in amount from 200 yuan to 20 yuan. To them, earning this much in a day from copying books was a generous offer; truly, having education definitely helps. With the addition of outside help, the speed of copying increased significantly. To save time, Lin Wanwan ordered simple KFC deliveries for lunch and dinner, and everyone devoured their meals to quickly get back to work. After six and a half hours from morning until 4 PM, the ten people finally rushed to finish the parts assigned to them. After paying them, Lin Wanwan sent them off and, without dealing with her own unfinished part, changed into ancient-style clothing, locked the door, and opened the Space-Time Gate to return to the Great Tang. At this point in the Great Tang, it was the hour of the rabbit, the time when the younger household members would wake up to greet Mother Xiao. For Lin Wanwan, it had been a sleepless night, lying beside little Qingyu, her hands sore and aching, desperately wanting to sleep. Outside, Hua Nong’s voice called, "My lady, are you awake?" Lin Wanwan really didn’t want to get up; she had just touched the pillow. But as a guest in someone else’s home, skipping morning greetings to sleep in was certainly not allowed. Ah, ancient maidens had a hard life, couldn’t indulge in "laziness," and who could know the hardship of her copying books all night! The ten-odd medical manuscripts now had a variety of handwriting that would surely look odd to Sun Simiao. However, Lin Wanwan had an explanation: she would just say they were copied by former senior brothers and sisters. It’s all up to her to say, anyway; no one could verify amidst the fallen mountains. Sitting cross-legged before the dressing mirror with her eyes closed, Hua Nong applied skincare products and foundation, while Hong Yan helped her style her hair. Being attended to did feel nice, making it easy to become immersed in it. Returning from paying respects at Mother Xiao’s courtyard, Aunt Yuan had someone deliver breakfast. Lin Wanwan took a few bites, yawning before returning to her room to catch up on sleep. "I didn’t sleep well last night; I’ll sleep a bit more. Call me if anything comes up," Lin Wanwan instructed, "Yun Shang, take little Qingyu to the main house to play with her cousins, bring along that set of wooden playhouse toys." The three-story princess villa wooden toy house was a treasure Lin Wanwan bought online from the modern era for little Qingyu. It was complete with various matching wooden furniture like sofas, little beds, and washbasins, as well as a set of fabric dolls representing three generations living under one roof. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⚫𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦⚫𝘯𝘦𝘵 Little Qingyu loved this toy dearly, and upon hearing Lin Wanwan say she could take it to the main house to play with her little friends, she immediately agreed and promised not to disturb her, letting Lin Wanwan sleep peacefully. While Lin Wanwan slept, the children from the main house gathered around little Qingyu in the side room to play house, while in the tearoom, the main household’s wives and concubine Pan were accompanying Madame Yuan for the usual tea brewing and idle chat. Aunt Yuan commented, "The carpenters in Mao County do have some ingenious ideas, and Wanwan is certainly one to spoil children." Concubine Pan smiled in agreement, "That’s true. With Wanwan spoiling the child so much, she doesn’t seem to think about having one herself, being so young and all, why does she think ?" Madame Yuan blew the foam off her tea, took a sip, and the second daughter-in-law He said, "I find those miniature furniture pieces fascinating and peculiar, like foreign stools and foreign beds!" Pan added, "Indeed, the carpenter who made these items must be from the Western Regions, right?" Madame Yuan laughed, "Our family’s niece just loves imported goods from the Western Regions. I believe these little playthings for the children must be imports too. Look at the shape of the miniature buildings and furniture that the children are playing with, none resemble what people from our Tang are accustomed to." Young Aunt Yuan covered her mouth with a smile and said, "That’s true, Wan Sister has so many imported goods. Just yesterday at the polo match, she even used a priceless glass mirror as a trophy, which prompted Lu Ying’er to remove her Yingluo from her neck." The other people in the room exchanged glances, and He said, "Wan Sister has high aspirations and won’t be wronged, ah, just doesn’t always consider the consequences of her actions." Madame Yuan, upon hearing this, looked at Young Aunt Yuan approvingly and praised, "You led the younger siblings out yesterday, it was hard work, and you managed things very thoroughly." Young Aunt Yuan quickly made a courtesy gesture and said with a smile, "It’s my duty as the eldest sister-in-law."