In the end, the meal was not satisfactory.
If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have let Liang Yichu come over to talk about anything, and if there was anything interesting to talk about.
Is it just to watch others pretend to be cool
Very social.
The shopkeeper of Chunxiang Pavilion almost laughed out loud.
Nice guy, really nice.
The income that Mr. Lin brought him was as much as a month's income.
If others say Mr. Lin is stupid.
He was the first to retort.
That's not stupidity, that's love, you know nothing.
at the beginning.
Lin Fan relaxed his mentality.
He's handsomer than me, that's okay.
It doesn't matter if he's taller than me.
Because no matter when the comparison ends, it will always be true that I am richer than I am.
But in the end, reality was like a merciless slap in the face.
money
You don't even have a tael of savings, compared with other rich people who have a million taels of savings.
It's just asking for humiliation.
The refugees were full. Although this was not the only time they had eaten so full, it was the most luxurious meal they had ever had in their lives.
Maybe even if I die, I will never think that I will be able to eat such luxurious meals in this life.
Disband.
The refugees left with happy smiles.
The rest is for Manager Chen and Gouzi to work hard, distribute fertile land, and provide appropriate funding.
Lin Fan really didn't feel that this was a loss-making transaction.
From a long-term perspective, this is progress.
It's a pity that no one understands it, but Liang Yichu has something in his mind.
The gate of Lin Mansion.
"I feel something is wrong." Lin Fan stood at the door, not daring to enter the house.
Gouzi whispered: "Young master, we are already home."
Lin Fan took a deep breath.
Lift your feet and step into the front door of your home.
The storm is coming and the wind is filling the building.
He knew that escaping would be useless and he must face it bravely.
Lin Fan asked the guard at the door: "Is my father out?"
"Go back to me, sir. I have already gone out."
Hear this.
Suddenly he breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s good to go out.
But he knew that what was supposed to come would still come, and there was no way to avoid it.
He's not stupid.
Can dad forgive himself for what he did today
If Wangjiacun is exempted from this year's tax and the future land tax is reduced, my father will kill himself.
So this time, if part of the spare farmland is allocated to the refugees without his consent, the consequences will definitely be even worse.
If he were not his son, he would probably have to prepare for his funeral now.
The fact that he hasn't become angry yet means that Dad doesn't know yet.
But it's only a matter of time.
You will eventually know.
Before returning to the courtyard, Lin Fan once again asked Manager Chen to handle this matter properly.
Even if you get beaten.
No matter what.
The allocation of farmland is correct. The spare farmland can be put into use. Not only will the refugees be grateful to the Lin family, but they will also be able to work harder at farming. The harvest may not be much less than before.
Maybe more.
Why don't I understand this kind of thing that kills two birds with one stone
backyard.
"Cousin, it's better not to go out in the afternoon." Zhou Zhongmao reminded. He felt that if his uncle knew about it, he would definitely be furious. If his cousin went out again in the afternoon, his uncle would probably jump with anger.
"I'm tired too. Let's take a rest."
Lin Fan thought about how to solve this matter.
It is natural for anger to come, but the key is to do it beautifully.
It would be the best if it could calm dad down.
Zhou Zhongmao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his cousin listened.
"Cousin, you go and do your work first. Cousin, I want to rest here for a while, and help me find out where dad is and when he will be back." Lin Fan wanted to think of some countermeasures.
The common methods may no longer work.
You have to think of some tricks.
"Don't worry, cousin, I'll go find out now."
Soon, Zhou Zhongmao left.
To do things for my cousin, I can't wait and there is no room for hesitation.
Lin Fan lay on the chair, and Gouzi immediately went to get some iced fruits to quench his thirst.
Lived so coolly.
Only rich families can have this ability.
Ordinary people also want to eat iced fruits, but they are afraid that they cannot even eat ice.
Gouzi shook his fan and asked: "Sir, I copied a copy of the secret book last night. Do you need to post it all over the courtyard?"
"No need for now, show me your mental method." Lin Fan said.
Given the current situation, it would be safer not to post it.
Although he is his own father.
But the anger was too high, and I was afraid something would happen.
Lin Fan took the idea and waved his hand to stop the dog from fanning him. "Go to the next room and rest for a while. You must be tired too."
"Sir, you are not tired."
"Go and rest." Lin Fan said.
Gouzi has been practicing the "Husha Sword Technique" as a reward from Lin Fan. If he doesn't have time to practice during the day, he will use his time at night.
Even an iron-clad body can't bear it.
"It's Young Master, just call me if you need anything." Gouzi said, and then walked towards the house next to him.
The courtyard where Lin Fan lives is not only a room, but also a room for the guards.
It's just that I didn't like people living here before, so they were all empty.
Look at the mental method in your hand.
He frowned.
"The Four Purple Sun Bibles"
"Forget it, let's just take a look." Lin Fan flipped through the first page. The content inside was profound and difficult to understand, but fortunately he could still understand the text. The meridians and acupoints inside were like a heavenly book to him.
The courtyard is quiet.
far away.
Mr. Wu saw the young master reading the "Four Purple Sun Bibles" and smiled happily.
It seems that the young master has really changed.
Mr. Wu's location was very conspicuous, but no one noticed it. He seemed to be integrated into the surrounding environment.
Sudden.
Mr. Wu stared at his young master in stunned silence.
What did he see
A purple mist like a small snake overflowed from the young master's Guanyuan point, wrapped around his body, and finally merged into the Baihui point on the back of his head.
"How is that possible?" Mr. Wu lost his voice.
"who?"
Lin Fan heard the sound and looked for the source of the sound.
It was empty and motionless.
"Hallucination, hallucination." Lin Fan shook his head. It seemed that he was frightened by the assassin and hallucinated.
I just finished reading "The Four Purple Sun Bibles".
The minor assistants have changed.
Mental method: Ziyang Four Bibles (not yet started).
I found that I can add some points.
try it.
Just spend 500 rage points and changes will happen.
Mental Dharma: Ziyang Four Bibles (One Heaven)
And the internal force jumped from zero to 1.
Physique: 30 (first level of martial arts)
Internal strength: 1
Mental Dharma: Ziyang Four Bibles (One Heaven)
Kung Fu: Tiger Saber Technique (reaching the pinnacle)
Rage points: 1001.
He vaguely felt that there was a flow of air in his body that could pull him. Although it was very small, it did exist.
Perhaps, this is the so-called internal force.
"If your physical strength is raised to thirty points, it will be the first level of martial arts. If your internal strength is also raised, it will be the first level of martial arts. Then what exactly is my practice?"
Can’t you cultivate both internally and externally
bother.
Really annoying.
Think about it for a moment.
There are thirty-three levels of Ziyang's Four Bibles in total, and their realms are relatively high. Every time they advance to one level, all aspects of themselves will increase a lot.
It stands to reason that the 500 rage in the first level is enough to upgrade to the second level with the current rage points.
But this cannot be added.
The internal strength can be increased.
But he was thinking about one thing.
We promised to enjoy a wealthy life, so why bother about this
"Forget it, let's take a good rest first and think about what to do to make dad angry and then calm down. Don't let your anger break your body."
(End of chapter)