The light rain has been falling for nearly half a month, the whole city is shrouded in mist, the drunken drizzly weather can always attract the literati and ink writers to flourish in poetry, invite three or five friends, boating on the lake, warm a pot of good wine, chant two lines of poetry, and feel comfortable. Jiangnan is like this, the beauty makes people intoxicated and can't extricate themselves.

In such a day of "the spring water is blue in the sky, painting the boat and listening to the rain", Fang Yuan came here across the millennium.

Then the rain stopped, and the first rays of sunlight shone through the clouds to the earth, and when the time came, the whole city of Hangzhou was as fresh as a beauty who had just come out of the bath.

"Young Master Fang, you're awake."

Jade belt Luo Yu, warbler Yanyan, Fang Yuan found himself wrapped in a piece of nephrite warm fragrance.

"Fang Gongzi, the rain has stopped, you see, the scenery outside is not very beautiful."

"Young Master Fang, do you want a cup of tea to relieve hangover."

"Fang Gongzi ......"

Fang Yuan shook his dizzy head, this was the sequelae of a hangover, but he had never drunk a drop of alcohol. Also, what the hell is "Fang Gongzi"?

As a senior otaku in the new century, food, comics, and games, as long as one of them is far away, he can live very comfortably with two of them, and if he has all three, then he can stay at home for the rest of his life.

So he really died at home.

"Now it seems like I'm not dead, or maybe ......" A bits and pieces of unfamiliar memories slowly melted into his mind.

"Young Master Fang?"

Yingyingyu's hand brought a burst of fragrant wind and shook it in front of his eyes, interrupting Fang Yuan's thoughts.

"Young Master Fang, what's wrong with you?"

The person in front of him has a beautiful eyebrows, a graceful posture, and the creamy skin is especially better than that of a newborn baby, which can be broken by blowing, and the warmth and smoothness can be felt through the thin light veil, and the gestures are even more charming.

When did Fang Yuan, who was determined to die at home, see such a formation, he was immediately a little at a loss, he already knew what kind of place this was.

"Young Master Fang, but the tea is cold, the slave family will give you a new cup."

"No, no, I ...... I'm still ...... I'll go first. Fang Yuan's face was flushed, he stood up in a panic, just wanted to leave, suddenly remembered something, reached out and touched his waist, took off the silk embroidered money bag hanging on his waist and threw it on the table, completely ignoring the coquettish cry behind him, went out, went downstairs, and ran a long way in one breath, until he couldn't run anymore and stopped panting.

"On the second day of April in the second year of Chongning, I didn't expect to go to the Northern Song Dynasty."

From the fragmentary memory, Fang Yuan knew his current identity, Fang Yuan, the only son of Hangzhou businessman Fang Shicheng, with a rich family.

In the past two years, Zhao Ji of Song Huizong set up a bureau of fabrication and a bureau of gold in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and recruited thousands of craftsmen to carve ivory rhino horns, ponder gold, silver and jade, weave bamboo and rattan, frame calligraphy and paintings, and knit and embroidery to meet his personal needs in the pursuit of art.

Thanks to the birth of a craftsman, Fang Shicheng has a lot of research on rare and strange stones and other works of art, and has a number of jade, gold and silver processing shops, when the Hangzhou Fabrication Bureau was just established, he spent money to find someone to dredge up the relationship and catch up with Tong Guan, who was the enshrinement official at the time, and took over the business of the entire Hangzhou Fabrication Bureau, and the wealth has increased dozens of times in just one year, and it is the famous "Fang Bancheng" in Hangzhou.

As Fang Shicheng's only son, Fang Yuan is naturally in Hangzhou City, and the sentence "Fang Gongzi" is definitely worthy of the name, just now he threw down the silk embroidered money bag in Tingxianglou, just the silver ticket in it can buy a small building on Wenhui Street, the most prosperous city in Hangzhou, no wonder the woman will be coquettish after seeing Fang Yuan throw down the entire money bag.

A solid family background, a father who can make money and protect calves, when he first came to Song Fangyuan, he had a strong capital to be an otaku, and he would not die at home like before.

However, these did not make Fang Yuan happy, the Great Song Dynasty thousands of years ago had neither the various delicacies of the later generations, nor the comics and games that otaku relied on to survive, Fang Yuan could almost imagine his "miserable" life in the future.

"Young master, young master! I've found you, and I'm scared to death! Hearing that Miss Qiaoyun said that you left me without wearing any clothes, I hurriedly chased after you, young master, is it that Miss Qiaoyun is not good at serving, I will go and tell Mother Feng. ”

"Anan?"

In my memory, this oily head and flour face while tidying up his clothes and trying to show his loyalty to himself is his own follower, the reason why he cares so much about himself may be a little sincere, but more should be afraid of being taught a lesson by the extremely protective father.

Like most of the children of rich families, the original Fang Yuan did not learn and did not know how to do it, and he was idle with his followers every day, especially like to linger in the land of fireworks.

Anan is very clever, but Fang Yuan doesn't like his cleverness, maybe it doesn't have much to do with whether he is clever or not, he just doesn't like such a "male" follower. Daddy should have a maid or something......

Anan didn't know that his young master had changed, and it was impossible for him to know the inner complaint of an otaku, he just wanted to please Fang Yuan.

"Young master, a new Baizhen Building was opened on Baohua Street yesterday, and there are a lot of interesting things, should we go and have a look?"

"Could it be that there are more things in that Baizhen Building than Wanbao Building?"

Anan hurriedly shook his head, "That is naturally incomparable, the Wanbao Building opened by the master is the largest treasure store in Hangzhou, even the Jinzun Building in Bianjing City cannot be compared, how can Baizhen Building be compared with Wanbao Building." ”

"That's it."

"There is a new batch of Hu Nu Dancing Girls in Washer on Yongcheng Street, Hu Nu is different from our Song people, that waist, tsk...... Especially the clothes they were wearing, which was called a ......"

"Go back."

"Huh?" Anan was talking about the unique charm of the Hu Nu Dancing Girl with great interest, and he was immediately very surprised when he heard Fang Yuan's words. With the young master's character, shouldn't he let himself take him over immediately when he heard this?

"Come home, I'm a little tired."

"Oh." Seeing that Fang Yuan was really not interested in the Hu Nu Dancing Girl, Anan replied listlessly, he really didn't want to go back, Fang Shicheng didn't want Fang Yuan to linger in the place of fireworks, but he was reluctant to stop and scold, so every time he went back, it was him who suffered.

Just reworked and ran for a while, Fang Yuan did feel a little tired, his body that was hollowed out by wine was not much better than his previous otaku body, now his whole body was very weak, and more importantly, the otaku system that suddenly appeared in his mind made him can't wait to return to Fang Mansion.

Host: Fang Yuan

House coefficient: 512 (with his back to the sea, he is in full bloom in spring)

House Type: Pure House (Senior), Two-Dimensional House (Senior), Moe House (Senior), Technical House (Elementary), Gourmet House (Elementary)

Physical state: extremely weak, life-threatening! (Continued weakness, can be recovered by staying at home)

Mood: Low (too low mood will affect the physical and mental health of otaku)

Otaku skills: None (otaku without otaku skills are not good otaku)

Possession Item: Otaku Pack (not available in the current location)

Mission: Save Yourself! (As an otaku, your life is already in jeopardy, how can you still stay outside, hurry up and go home and stay up!) ）

Reward: Unknown