Yang Fan had transmigrated to the world of " Birds of a Courtyard " and inherited a god-level farm.
When people in this era were still worried about filling their stomachs, Yang Fan’s farm was full of grain, chickens and ducks.
Yang Fan originally wanted to enjoy a leisurely life like this, but he still underestimated the bottom line of that b * stard.
You want me to take the blame for stealing the chicken? Do you think I’m as cheap as you?
A villain like Xu Damao should have no descendants!
Old Master Yi is a good old man? No one cried when they died!
Second Master wants to be an official? Go in!
Third Master liked to scheme? It was time to be deserted!
[Yang Fan: Don’t provoke me, or you won’t be able to afford the price!]