Yang Liuqing Bus Station, after Wang Ming bought the ticket, the father and son stood in the waiting room of the station, Wang Ming leaned on the back of the chair a little lazily, and Wang Zheng on the side, with a smile on his angular face, looked at Wang Ming on the side, and sighed in his heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's not easy to make money outside, take care of your body, there is no need for money at home, think more about yourself, don't work too hard."

Wang Zheng said softly, looking at Wang Ming's tiger eyes full of softness, as his voice fell, Wang Ming turned sideways, a smile already appeared on his delicate face, and then, nodded.

"I know, this mess at home is going to fall on your shoulders again, and when I come back next time, my mother's health will be better, and when the time comes, I will strive to let you retire early at home and enjoy Qingfu."

Wang Ming said with a smile, as his voice fell, Wang Zheng smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and the look of relief on his face was even stronger.

"Stinky boy, I can fight for another twenty years, what kind of blessing can I enjoy, you take care of yourself, let us feel at ease."

The father and son casually pulled the homely routine, looking at the car that had already driven to Dongjiang in the station, Wang Ming nodded, and when he got up, he leaned forward and hugged Wang Zhenggan's thin body fiercely, then let go with a smile and turned to the inside of the station.

"Stinky boy, that's a lot of strength."

Seeing Wang Ming disappear at the entrance of the station, the smile on Wang Zheng's face gradually faded, and when he spoke, he slowly shook his head, and then walked outside the station.

After stepping on the bus to Dongjiang, Wang Ming completely relaxed, and after finding a position by the window, as the car slowly started, with the scenery on both sides slowly retreating, Wang Ming took a deep breath, looked at the willow trees on both sides, and when a smile was lifted at the corner of his mouth, his dark eyes slowly closed.

Time passed slowly, the background music on the car continued to linger in Wang Ming's ears, Wang Ming closed his eyes slightly, and quickly drove away towards the Dongjiang River with the bumps of the vehicle.

When Wang Ming woke up, the car had already driven into the urban area of Dongjiang, and when he entered the urban area, the hustle and bustle of the city continued to come, making Wang Ming, who was in a somewhat confused state, slowly open his eyes and look at the noisy city, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's back again."

Wang Ming muttered softly, and after getting out of the car, he took a taxi back to the community directly, and only went home for a week, but for him, this familiar scene made him feel an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Stepping on the stairs all the way, the moment he opened the door, a rustic smell came to his face, which made Wang Ming frown slightly, and then, opened all the windows of the balcony, felt the breeze slowly pouring in from the window, and after packing up the luggage, Wang Ming entered the bathroom, and the sprinkler continued to pour water, washing Wang Ming's dusty body below.

Coming out of the bathroom, Wang Ming was wrapped in a bath towel, and through the glass mirror in front of the door, it could be seen that the slightly bronzed skin was full of a sense of explosion, and although the muscles were not raised high like a dragon, they gave people a smooth line beauty.

Shook off the black hair that was still sprinkled with water droplets, looked at himself in the mirror, his delicate face, dark eyes, slightly upturned corners of his mouth, exuding vigorous vitality, a single facial feature does not give people a particularly outstanding feeling, but when combined together, it gives people an extremely durable feeling, and, because of that pair of black eyes, the whole combination of facial features gives people a sense of wisdom.

The slippers on his feet made a chirping sound, Wang Ming came to the bedroom, turned on the computer, and sat down on the chair.

After opening Baidu and entering the China franchise network, Wang Ming entered the personal information and Changxian Food Co., Ltd. and other information, and marked the delicious fried skewers currently operated, as well as the characteristics of the Changxian distribution center, and hung them on the webpage of the franchise network for the first time.

Joining this matter, Wang Ming thought about it for a long time, Dongjiang's catering industry is a huge cake, not to mention that he currently only operates these two small shops, even if it is made into a large chain, it is just an extra piece of the pie, and after the problem of manpower is solved, for this kind of small shop with low investment and high return, he originally wanted to do it himself, but it is very unrealistic, and now what he lacks is not only a large amount of funds, but also a lack of a professional team, and now only through joining, Gather a larger capital chain, as a place to be the foundation that is often rarely moved in the future.

In addition, none of the so-called shareholders can be reliable, most of them are still working, young people are always more playful, and they are all in favor of each decision of Wang Ming, but the time that can actually be invested in it is pitiful, which also makes Wang Ming a little thirsty now.

Wang Ming believes that after experiencing a TV promotion, there must be a lot of entrepreneurs who want to join Changxian, but they are suffering from no contact information.

Close the franchise website, playing a piece of music at random, the beautiful melody echoed in the room, Wang Ming leaned on the bed, looking at the dark stone box in front of him, with a trace of expectation on his face, it has been seven days since the last time he looked at it, and I don't know if there are any other changes on the three fragments.

With a hint of anticipation, Wang Ming rubbed his hands, and the palm that pressed the lid above the stone box trembled slightly, and then, under his vigorous push, the stone cover made a rustling sound, and it was slowly opened by him.

The cold feeling surged out of the stone box almost instantly, making Wang Ming's palm stiffen slightly, and then, in the movement of his heart, the milky white jade card on his chest diffused a warm and cool feeling, making Wang Ming's eyes show a trace of surprise, and the cold feeling slowly dissipated.

In the stone box, the parchment roll lay quietly in it, this time, there was a thin layer of frost on it, Wang Ming carefully took it out of it, stretched it out one by one, the handwriting on it did not change, if there is, then it seems... It's a little clearer than before.

Wang Ming's eyes showed a strange light, and then, his dark eyes looked closely at the font on the parchment scroll that was much clearer, faintly, he seemed to have a trace of illusion, the font on it, seemed to be squirming slightly, and there was a sign of breaking free from the parchment roll and standing out.

"It's... What the hell is going on? ”

Wang Ming's heart was shocked, his eyes suddenly withdrew from the parchment roll, and when he spread out his palm, fine sweat stains had already appeared in it.

"It's incredible, could it be that I've been too tired lately and hallucinating?"

Wang Ming shook his head, and when his eyes fell on the parchment scroll again, except that the handwriting looked clearer, there was no other change, as for everything that happened in front of him before, Wang Ming classified it as an illusion, but he also had doubts in his heart, sweat stains on his palms...

Moreover, as Wang Ming calmed down and recalled the scene just now, it seemed that while those fonts jumped, some obscure fonts on weekdays were strange without any verification, and he suddenly understood the meaning contained in them, which made Wang Ming puzzled, but secretly interested in the palace recipes on the parchment roll and the mysterious black box, and at the same time, he was more careful.

Shaking his head, putting this doubt aside for the time being, Wang Ming's eyes fell on the stone box again, at the bottom of the stone box, three yellowed fragments were lying quietly in it, and there was also a layer of hoarfrost-like things on it, which made Wang Ming's brows furrow slightly, and he stretched out his hand very carefully.

"Nima... How so. ”

Afraid that the paper would stick together when it encounters frost and cause it to rot when it is uncovered, Wang Ming clearly remembered that when these two things were placed in it before, there was no such change, although it was still extremely cold every time, but it was similar to the situation of frost, not at all.

Carefully took the three fragments in his hand, slightly wiped off the frost on the palm of his hand, and the hand was cold, but there was no feeling of dampness, he pinched the frost-like snow-white powdery thing with his hand, gently rubbed it, and quietly sprinkled it on the ground from Wang Ming's fingers, but there was no feeling of dampness, and at the moment of contact with the ground, it was weird... Disappear.

"What the hell is this? How did this change happen without opening for a week? Moreover, when I took it out of the wall mezzanine of the Feiyang Pavilion, after I came back and opened it, there was no such change..."

Wang Ming frowned slightly, as a reborn, although he did not reject these strange things, he still had doubts, living under this blue sky and white clouds, but it was the first time he encountered this kind of thing, which made him a little dazed At the same time, he subconsciously looked in the room.

Everything was as usual in the room, the gentle wind outside the window slowly blew in, and the red with a little yellow sunset through the balcony window rendered a softness inside, which made Wang Ming's slightly nervous mood gradually ease.

"Whew."

Taking a deep breath of slightly humid breath in the air, a pair of dark eyes on his delicate face looked at the three fragments in his hand, his fingers carefully clamped a foot, and opened them one by one, the dry paper did not have the slightest trace of dampness, Wang Ming's face showed a strange look, and then, turning one of the fragments over, his pupils shrank slightly.

"This..." (To be continued.) )