Mo Fan and Li Qiang didn't talk for too long.

Li Qiang still had luggage to pack, so he hung up the test phone after a few simple greetings.

Snorting and wiping his tears, Mo Fan tightened his jacket slightly.

Today is the beginning of winter, and according to the tradition of their side, they want to eat dumplings.

Mo Fan rummaged through his pockets, ten dollars and eight cents.

Anyway, he is also a top charter man with ten houses, but he only has eight cents in his pocket, which is really a little shabby.

Fortunately, there is a dumpling shop here that is not expensive, ten yuan for a large plate, and it is still handmade.

The dumpling shop is not big, but as soon as you enter, the heat is billowing in.

It was very comfortable and warm.

After casually setting up his jacket on the table and chair on the side, Mo Fan ordered a plate of the cheapest.

Ten yuan, twenty-five, cabbage and pork filling, that is, the poor pork.

It's no wonder that the price of pork is so expensive these days, and it's already very conscientious to be able to put some in it.

Poured a small cup of vinegar, and Mo Fan ate it with relish.

Although the dumpling shop is not large, the customers inside are bustling and sitting.

In the future, I will also get a few gourmet shops, I will go there to eat if I have nothing to do, and I will not pay after eating, who will dare to stop me, I will say that this is my store, see who dares to stop me?!

Mo Fan grinned, and his mood finally improved.

He is also a person with a high-quality education, not to mention that he will really do that, he just wants to make himself happy and dilute the harm that girl brought him.

……

……

Twenty-five dumplings, even if it's one of the slowest two bites, is only a matter of minutes.

After eating and drinking, Mo Fan asked for another bowl of dumpling soup, and his stomach was warm after drinking, and then he walked out.

These are the northern dumplings and the southern dumplings, the southern dumplings are soaked in the soup, and the northern dumplings are dried dumplings.

After eating and drinking, Mo Fan went straight back to the house he rented in Qinghai.

Although he bought a new big house in the Zanglonghai community, he has not yet renovated and cleaned it, and it is naturally uninhabitable for the time being, and it is estimated that in the past few days, he will have to rent a house again.

Along the way, Mo Fan still has a feeling of sudden ability.

More than 20 years ago, when I woke up and was reborn in another world, I originally thought that I would be as prosperous as described in the novel, but who knew that when I arrived here, I was just a blur, no goldfinger, no system, no white-bearded grandfather...... Mo Fan has nothing, and has to work hard for his studies and life.

It's no different from a previous life.

Among them, there is sadness, happiness, and regret.

Mo Fan thought that he would go from life to death like this, but he didn't expect that he would actually obtain the necessary golden finger for traversers today.

This belated gift of twenty-two years.

With a big dream of three thousand, Mo Fan couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

But he can be sure that he is real, and the world is real.

Everything is real and objective.

And what happened is even more real.

He was really reborn in the other world and obtained his own golden finger.

Awesome.

Mo Fan couldn't help but let out a long howl.

Although the sky seems to be splashed with ink, the city at night is more smoky.

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……

When you have money, you have to do something else besides buying a house.

Let money make money, is the king.

Mo Fan couldn't have always counted on making money by digging ginseng, what if he couldn't touch it one day?

Iron also needs its own hardness, this truth is always correct.

The story of fishing with all his might reminds Mo Fan all the time.

What's more, if he is really rich, he can collect all the good things he digs up from the planet Mobius by himself, you know, just like that thousand-year-old ginseng, it can be used to save his life at a critical moment, and Mo Fan will definitely be reluctant to sell it.

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"The cultural industry in this world doesn't seem to be very developed!"

Back in the rental house, Mo Fan hurriedly found a laptop and carefully searched for bits and pieces about the world he was in.

Speaking of which, this is the first time he has been so serious about finding out the bits and pieces of this world.

Like, really like.

What Penguin Empire, Ali Empire, Microsoft, Hua Wei, Xiao Mi, Pingguo...... These top companies in his world, this world also has all of them, and as for those celebrities, none of them are bad.

Whatever he once had in that world, this world will exist.

Except for one.

That is the cultural industry.

I don't know if the cultural industry in this world is because of a slight deviation in history, it is surprisingly poor, so bad that Mo Fan no longer wants to complain.

There will be no more than three new movies released in the cinema every month, and all of them are love, love, or something, Mo Fan also found a movie that went offline to watch, and after watching it for less than five minutes, he almost vomited blood and died.

Let's not talk about the actor's exaggerated and pale acting skills, this simple plot is enough for Mo Fan to send a sentence of "thunder drama".

When the male protagonist likes the female protagonist, he was intervened by the female protagonist's girlfriend, and the male protagonist turned his head and fell in love with the female protagonist's girlfriend, and even gave birth to a child, and the female protagonist inexplicably forgave the male protagonist and girlfriend after a crazy fight, and even volunteered to be the godmother of the third child, all kinds of this, countless, and each drama is surprisingly the same, if it weren't for the different names of the screenwriters below, Mo Fan would have to wonder if it was a script written by the same screenwriter.

"When I save enough money, I'll let the people of this world see what a real movie or TV series is!"

Mo Fan was full of pride, and he set a small goal for himself.

In his previous life, he majored in choreography and directing in college, and once wanted to be a world-famous director.

If it wasn't realized in the last world, then it will be realized in this world, and it is estimated that even God wants to help him.

The world's cultural industry is extremely backward, even on the Hollywood side.

There are no special effects, no plot, no story, no acting.

Yes, just complaining.

"You can get in touch with this aspect of film and television. ”

Mo Fan's signature pen was scribbled and altered in the notebook, and he would write it down whenever there was a business opportunity.

Among them, he will carefully select those that are the most suitable business opportunities.

"By the way, although there is Alibaba in this world, the Abba in this world is a little different from what I imagined. ”。

Mo Fan inadvertently checked Ali Baba's information, and after a while, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

He had always thought that the Aliba in this world was the same as the one in his previous life, but now it seems that this is not the case.