Fang Xian tried his best to stop the old man from saying something strange, and finally the table finished breakfast randomly. *1*1*

"Let's go." Fang Xian wiped the porridge from the corner of his mouth, and then applied it to the old man...

"I'm going to see the inn too." Ling'er pounced on her and hugged Fang Xian's arm.

"Ling'er is the most obedient, let's go."

"Go and see if there is anything wrong." Yueru put in her military uniform.

“…”

"Brother, I'll help you too."

"Xiaoxian, wait, Mei'er and I will go too."

"Xian'er, mom goes to help clean."

...

What is uniform personnel and what is momentum?

The original family of three has become a prominent family. Including the old man, there are nine people in total, and they are all in a row, and there are no cars on the road.

Fang Xian withstood the pressure and led a group of people to advance with his head held high.

It was still far from the inn, and I saw a bunch of people surrounding them, very bustling.

Fang Xian looked at it: "It seems that they are all fellow villagers... so many people are watching? It's not good to be too high-profile."

"Masterpiece, there's nothing I can do." The old man snorted and raised his sunglasses.

As he was talking, really? Zhang Si came over from somewhere, with a silly smile on his face.

"Brother, I'm here."

"Why are you here..." Fang Fang complained.

Zhang Si turned his head and said, "It doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it, he can see through the world of autumn water at first glance."

"…Fang…Fang Sister?” Zhang Si was definitely dumbfounded.

After many days of treatment by Liu Si Gu, there were only two or three small oily bags on Fang Fang's face, although there were still some scars. However, they were completely renewed.

Whether a girl is beautiful or not has a good figure is the most basic and most critical point of being clean. It will also be useless if Diao Chan's face is swollen, let alone ordinary women.

Now Fang Fang is so beautiful that she can't say that she is falling from the sky, but she is more than enough for her to come out of the water. Without those small bags on her face, even if her appearance is not too prominent, she is definitely a good girl who wants to take a look at her more.

"What's wrong, it's me." Fang Fang asked with a red face, "Does it look good?"

"Okay... good looking..." Really? Zhang Si was addicted, "I just said, Fangmei, you are not ugly at all. Hahaha..."

"The stupid guy can't speak at all." Fang Xian smiled and pushed Zhang Si, "Go and test it with me."

The group walked closer and saw how amazing the inn was.

This is a building that subverts Fang Xian’s impression of inn.

In the past, inns were only two floors. 1(1) were not big or small, with better paint coatings, and almost looked like a pile of rotten wood, just like the ancient market in TV series.

Compared with them, the inn in front of them with a height of four floors can be called half a palace.

It is somewhat inaccurate to say that it is a palace. It is not as magnificent as the palace, nor as majestic as the palace.

Every decorative pattern on the inn and every wooden railing highlights a simple and elegant feeling. It is neither flashy nor rough.

"Why is it so high? It's much bigger than that in Yuhang Town." Fang Xian looked up to him in various ways.

"It was made according to the four-star standards in this world. It will be convenient to report it to the relevant departments for review in the future." The old man was very proud. This person was too kind and thought too much.

"Let's go, go in first." Fang Xian led a group of people to squeeze in from the crowd of onlookers.

"Xiao Fang, why did you build this so quickly?"

"Hello foreman."

"How much does it cost?"

"The foreman knows."

"Can we get in?"

“Ask the foreman.”

...

After all my efforts, I finally pushed the masses away and came to the front door.

Combining classical and modern, there is a tourist attraction entrance at the entrance of the courtyard, a very magnificent wooden gatehouse with four golden words printed on the plaque on the gate - Xianjian Inn.

"I want to call Fangjia Inn."

"I still want to call the uncle inn, so I'll hurry up and leave."

There is a small empty space on the front of the main building of the inn, and even the parking space has been painted. It is difficult to find such a responsible foreman these days.

In a sigh, everyone finally entered the inn.

Although the decoration inside is simple, the structure is very similar to a modern hotel. It also has a lobby and a front desk. The rest and waiting places are all classic wooden lounge chairs and other colors.

Fang Xian went over and touched the furniture: "The legendary red sandalwood? I sold it directly, wouldn't it be sold?"

"I brought it from there. Ye Ge didn't let the things in it go out and he had no idea." The old man was still idle and quickly took him to another place to see.

Walking straight in, you will see the main restaurant. The environment is basically consistent with the real inn, but the space is more open and there are small partitions that look very unique. The private room is surrounded by gauze curtains, and the table inside looks brighter, and everything you should have.

"It turns out that it looks so good without wallpaper or whitewashing walls." Fang Xian felt that half of it was ancient and half natural. The old man was magical and there was no odor after decoration. Instead, they were all potted plants, and the freshness emitted from the soil made people feel very comfortable to smell.

The bedroom is also based on the four-star rating, trying to restore the environment to the ancient colors, such as red makeup and piercing the paper windows. These things that seem to only happen in ancient times can be done here. There is also a bird cage hanging outside the windows of each household, with different types of birds, and even the toilet is made of wooden.

Fang Xian turned around dizzyly. The old man's meticulousness was beyond imagination, and he could not find any problem.

Everyone was scattering around, and the old man took Fang Xian to the backyard.

"Is this really a field..." Fang Xian got real wood now, and his backyard has been changed to a Suzhou garden-like existence, with various corridors, pavilions, rockery, and small lakes, lotus flowers want to put carp to play in the water. "Uncle, this is too big, this is clearly an investment of tens of millions... I thought it was just a farm stay."

"If you want to do it, you have to do it well." The old man took off his sunglasses and wiped his eyes. "This god produces it, it must be a fine product. By the way, the toad asked me to bring some things over..."

The old man pulled Fang Xian to the flower platform again, and saw that there were potted flowers of various colors, with fragrance everywhere.

"Thank you brother Ha and Caiyi for helping me."

"And this..." The old man pulled Fang Xian to the corner again, and there were two decorative swords and antiques of porcelain bottles of 4,4,550 porcelain bottles on the ground. "The swords were brought by your father-in-law, and the decorative antiques were drawn out of the Shuiyue Palace by grandma and Uncle Ding."

"You guys are so moved..."

"Also, the tableware given by Aunt Li, the sachets given by sisters of Ding, the embroidered pillows given by Aunt Yun, the wine gourds given by the Jiujianxian, the kitchen knife given by the Tianguihuang Emperor Pighead Monster, the Miao family recipes given by the leader of the Bai Miao clan, a cage of pheasants given by Yuchun, and the pajamas given by the head of the Xianjian Sect..."

Although these gifts are not heavy, they are all the crystallizations of memories and moods.

"It's true that good people didn't do it in vain."

"It's almost done here, go and see the story of the ranch behind." The master said his tongue and he quickly pulled Fang Xian to the next place.

"Wait...the game goal, what are the rewards?"

"It's 500,000 yuan in three months. This place belongs to you."

"otherwise?"

"When the illegal building was demolished."

"...500,000?" Fang Xian wanted to calculate, but then he realized that he was powerless in this regard. It seemed that he needed a professional accountant. He already had a good young man in his heart.

Compared to the stunning charm of Xianjian Inn, the story of the pasture seems too miniscule.

Fang Xian stood blankly. The ranch in the pasture story was at best one acre, and it was still in a state of chaotic grass growing and uncultivated. There were chicken cowsheds and cowsheds and ponds around it, and small roads leading to the back mountain.

"A one acre harvest. A chicken coop larger than a public toilet. Isn't this too stingy, uncle?"

"You are stingy, not me, what do you do if you ask me to do this?"

"That's right, that's right." The operation of the ranch is not too troublesome. Fang Xian has some agricultural knowledge and some knowledge at least.

"But don't underestimate this place." The old man lit up his sunglasses, "The harvesting period is as short as one or two days. At most, it will only last half a month. The climate, soil, water and other conditions here are also out of the surrounding environment. It can be understood as an ideal environment without pollution."

"Oh?!" Fang Xian was stunned, "The harvesting cycle is so short... If this happens, although there is not much land, it should be just enough..."

"Self-sufficient." The old man smiled proudly, "I have calculated this carefully. Also, the output method of chicken cowshed and cowshed is not fattening and slaughtering. You need to take care of it carefully. According to the feed feed and livestock, you can produce meat regularly every day and place orders."

"The mood of the livestock... is too much. Does the mood determine the quality of the meat? What does it mean to produce meat regularly?"

"Come on." The old man led Fang Xian to the small warehouse next to the cowshed. All kinds of meat had been piled up here, and it seemed that it was still fresh.

"Beef tendon meat, beef rib meat, beef bone marrow, etc., are available every day."

“This is not scientific!”

"Is that right? Then I'll change it and let you slaughter yourself."

"Forget it, this is actually very scientific."

The old man did not introduce the story of the ranch. After all, he is a foreman, and Fang Xian has to dig out more things by himself.

After saying goodbye to the old man, Fang Xian realized that everyone had found a sense of existence.
To be continued...