Fang Yan was rendered speechless by Xu Damao.
It turned out that he was reading a little yellow book.
Xu Damao looked serious and felt that he was quite cultured.
At the very least, he was on par with Fang Yan.
Xu Damao had always felt good about himself.
However, this was normal. He was such a person.
If one was lucky, they would only be born with the halo of attracting nobles.
In the original novel, if it wasn't for the setting of encountering a fool, one would be in big trouble.
This kid was almost a protagonist.
He had the most chicks.
There were about four or five of them.
When they went to the village to play a movie, the widow would also go to bed.
His career was also developing well.
If it wasn't for Silly Zhu, he would definitely have climbed to the leadership level.
It was about the two people who were married to him.
The first Lou Xiao'e was the daughter of a rich family.
Lou Xiao'e's father in the original novel, Director Lou, had a nickname in Yanjing called Lou Bancheng.
Even the Red Heart Rolling Mill was only the tip of the iceberg of his huge assets.
Such a rich young lady was marrying him.
If he didn't beat them to a pulp, he would definitely do it 20 years later during the reform and opening up.
He was at the top of the list of richest people in the world.
Although he had played his cards badly, Qin Jingru was the second to get married.
Actually, it was not bad.
Don't look down on her because she came from the countryside and wasn't very educated.
However, she was also beautiful and had a good temper.
She understood the principle of marrying a chicken and following a chicken and marrying a dog and following a dog.
Even if Xu Damao did something bad, she would help her man unconditionally.
If one were to talk about having a bad outlook on life, it was better than having a wife who stabbed him in the back.
In the end, she found out that it was Xu Damao's fault that she couldn't have children.
She still hadn't left Xu Damao. When Xu Damao needed to be taken care of, she even ran back to remarry him.
Even if this kid was really unlucky, he definitely wouldn't fall all the way to hell.
There would always be someone who would help him.
She probably had her luck maxed out when she reincarnated.
However, Xu Damao was indeed a scum.
It was normal for him to not do anything.
Didn't you see what nonsense he taught Fang Yan just now?
She was chatting with Xu Damao in the courtyard.
When he returned to his room, Fang Yan's porridge was ready.
He scooped a bowl and placed it on the table, preparing to eat it when it cooled down.
During this period of time, Fang Yan took out the kimchi jar from his space.
He thought it would be big, but it turned out to be the size of a football.
There was a jar of old jar water inside.
He just needed to put the washed and dried vegetables in.
Fang Yan thought about it. He still had some white radishes that he had not eaten. After drying them, they could be made into pickles.
When the time came, it would be a translucent sour radish.
Whether it was used to go with rice or to stew soup or meat, it was good stuff.
Wasn't there a famous dish called sour radish and duck soup?
Fang Yan simply cut and washed all the white radishes, then hung them in the room to dry.
If they were outside, they might be bitten by some stray cats or dogs.
In this day and age, everyone was hungry, and no one placed the dishes outside.
Even if it was to be dried, someone had to watch over it the entire time. They did not dare to leave it for even a moment.
Hungry people had very low moral standards.
This was a product of the times and had nothing to do with quality.
Soon, the congee cooled down. Fang Yan's congee with a handful of chaff was simply too fragrant.
It was soft and sweet.
The poorer the quality of the ingredients, the more abnormal the taste would be after being enhanced by his skill.
The rice porridge in the bowl still had the taste of wine grains.
Although it still felt a little rough when it entered his throat, it was definitely delicious in his mouth.
Sometimes, Fang Yan even suspected that he had hypnotized himself with this skill.
Otherwise, why would he feel a rough feeling when he swallowed it?
However, he did not think of finding someone to test it out.
Anyway, it didn't matter if the taste was better.
He didn't want to be a chef in the canteen.
Speaking of the chef, it seemed that this idiot had gone to cook for the leader again today.
He had just brought back six lunch boxes.
Naturally, Qin Huairu still snatched four of them.
Two of them returned home safely.
If Fang Yan did not know that the drought would continue in the coming days and that the grain production would decrease, he would not be able to survive.
He even felt that the lives of the people around him had improved.
After eating, she washed the dishes.
Fang Yan opened the door and looked outside.
At this moment, almost all the houses were closed. Only a few people were still fetching water from the courtyard.
Fang Yan closed the door and took out the 'bracelet' from his pocket.
She walked briskly towards the middle court.
When he reached the middle court, he saw that Yi Zhonghai's house was lit up and the door was wide open.
Yi Zhonghai was sitting in the main room, drinking alone.
It seemed that he had just had dinner with the Deaf Old Lady and hadn't had time to clean up.
Fang Yan chuckled as he walked over.
He stood outside the door and knocked twice.
He deliberately shouted at Yi Zhonghai, who was already drunk and sleepy,"
"Yo, First Uncle is in a good mood. You're drinking!”
When Yi Zhonghai heard the voice, he looked up and saw that it was Fang Yan.
His face instantly darkened.
In a good mood?
Yi Zhonghai was fuming.
He looked at Fang Yan with hatred.
Slamming the table, he pointed at Fang Yan and scolded,"
"What are you doing here?"
Fang Yan pretended to be surprised.
"Ah, are you angry?"
He didn't stand on ceremony and walked straight into the house. He looked at the table full of leftovers.
Good heavens, it was really sumptuous.
There were five dishes in total, one meat and four vegetables.
There weren't many people in Yan Jin who could eat like this.
Fang Yan pointed at the table full of dishes and teased Yi Zhonghai,"
"Are you angry because no one washed the dishes today?”
Seeing Yi Zhonghai looking at him, he said happily,"
"Don't!"
"You still have a long way to go before you wash the dishes alone!”
Yi Zhonghai's eyes turned fierce when he heard that.
He staggered and stood up.
Fang Yan jumped away and walked to the other side of the table. He did not forget to add insult to injury.
"If you're so angry that your body is damaged, then wouldn't I be so happy…Hahaha!”
Fang Yan smiled happily.
Yi Zhonghai took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.
He gritted his teeth and said to Fang Yan,
"Little bastard, you only know how to talk. Tell me, who did you mess with last time?”
Of course, Fang Yan would not let him have his way. He came up with a disgusting reason.
"She's the same auntie as your wife. She's actually the mole.”
Yi Zhonghai was unmoved. He looked at Fang Yan coldly.
Fang Yan smiled and shrugged. He said to Yi Zhonghai,"
"Looks like you don't believe me."
As he spoke, he fumbled in his pocket and said,
"Come, let me show you. She had a bracelet in my hand back then.”
"I found it too ugly, so I modified it for you. Now, I'm returning it to its original owner.”
After saying that, he took out the bracelet that had been smashed into pieces.
He threw it on the table in front of Yi Zhonghai.
When Yi Zhonghai saw the familiar lines on it, he grabbed it on the spot.
He held it in his hand and after confirming the item, his entire body trembled with anger.
He was excited and stood up abruptly. He raised the broken bracelet and asked Fang Yanzhi,"
"Do you know how valuable these are?!!”
"You actually destroyed a piece!"
Fang Yan looked at the furious Yi Zhonghai and suddenly burst out laughing.
It seemed that he had really made up his mind to take out such a valuable thing to frame him.
Fang Yan had a new understanding of Yi Zhonghai's shamelessness.
Of course, he had the upper hand now.
Fang Yan nodded, then raised his eyebrows indifferently and replied in a teasing tone,
"Destroyed a piece?"
"Aiya, of course I know. It's a gift from the emperor, and it's only passed down for several generations, so…I did it on purpose!”
Then, he asked,
"Don't tell me you can't tell?？”
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