The middle-aged man glanced at Chang Ping: "It's too late, eating too much is not good for you!" ”

Chang Ping glanced at the middle-aged man: "Knowing Master, it's just too fragrant, I can't help but want to eat two more bites!" ”

The middle-aged man closed his eyes again: "As a man, you must have self-control, self-restraint is essential, if you can't chew too much, you will hurt yourself!" ”

Chang Ping reluctantly put the meat he took out into the pot, and said with a low eyebrow: "I know Master, I still know this, but I'm hungry, so I will eat more!" Usually very homemade! ”

The middle-aged man stopped talking, Chang Ping swallowed the meat in his mouth into his stomach, and went into the kitchen with the pot. Sitting on the stove, he lowered his head and studied the stove that looked like natural gas.

The middle-aged man quietly appeared behind Chang Ping: "Is there anything to see about this?" You modern people should be familiar with this, right? ”

Chang Ping turned to look at the middle-aged man: "It's very familiar, it's because it's familiar, I'm curious about this, I didn't expect that gas was already used more than four hundred years ago!" ”

The middle-aged man explained: "You call it gas, in our time it is called biogas, it is not popular, only a few people will use it. This is when I built this place, I built a swamp pit more than 100 meters away from the room, and filled in a lot of plants to enter it, but unfortunately I didn't use it once when I was alive! ”

Chang Ping looked at the faucet: "Then where did this water come from?" ”

The middle-aged man raised his eyes and looked at it: "The water is brought from behind the mountain, and it took a lot of effort to open up this waterway!" ”

Chang Ping looked at the middle-aged man in surprise: "Master, how far is it from behind the mountain to here?" What was it used to get through in the first place? ”

The middle-aged man's eyes were in a trance: "It should be more than ten kilometers away from it, and it is completely artificially connected!" "I fell down one by one in my mind, my palms were full of blood, my relatives and friends were crying bitterly, and I can't forget that scene until now, which is also the most guilty thing I did in my life. If there was a chance to do it all over again, I would never hurt so many innocent people for my selfish desires.

Chang Ping asked curiously: "Completely rely on manpower?" What kind of equipment does the person use? ”

The middle-aged man turned around and walked out of the kitchen: "I'll take you to see where the food is placed!" ”

Chang Ping followed behind depressedly. Really, I don't want to know what I want to know the most. Really curious, okay? At that time, there were no machinery and equipment, and a waterway was opened entirely by manpower, so what kind of tools were used? Although he scratched his ears and cheeks curiously, the master didn't want to say it, and he was embarrassed to ask.

Chang Ping followed behind the middle-aged man and watched the master pick up a book in traditional Chinese characters on the shelf, as for the title, he didn't seem to know it, but it was enough to remember these words. After the bookshelves were removed, Chang Ping followed behind the master - into the warehouse where the food was kept.

This warehouse is beyond Changping's imagination, at a glance it is full of shelves, all kinds of food are placed on the shelves, and the most bizarre thing is that the temperature here seems to have reached a constant temperature, obviously it feels very cold, but it can't be seen when it comes out.

The middle-aged man walked in the middle of the shelf with his hands behind his back: "The temperature here was set by my friend, and he said that in this way, the food here can be kept from rotting for hundreds of years.

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It is also the place that consumes the most money, material and manpower, and the food here is enough to feed an army of more than 1,000 people for a year! Speaking of this, he stretched out his hand and naturally released a sense of pride.

Chang Ping's mouth opened wide in shock. An army of more than a thousand people eats for a year, and if it is a person, it can be eaten until death. There really can't be a calculation of this, but it's not a quantitative change but a qualitative change. It's not an algorithm that a thousand people eat for a year and then one person can eat for a thousand years, because one person eating and a thousand people eating at the same time are completely two different concepts.

"Master, can I come here more often in the future?" Chang Ping swallowed and foamed unconsciously when he asked this sentence, he found that the food here was too complete, and there was a lot of drink that he had not eaten, it seemed that there were all kinds of things flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water. Half of the irritability of being trapped here for a year disappeared in an instant, and it seemed that this place was not so annoying.

The middle-aged man glanced at the scene, and there was amusement in his eyes. This kid seems to be a foodie, if he knew that he was a foodie, he wouldn't have to bother so much! "Yes, because you will be the heir here in the future, you can come whenever you want, but I don't want a third person to know!"

Chang Ping smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, Master, I definitely won't tell the third person except my wife!" ”

The middle-aged man stopped and looked at Chang Ping: "You don't understand what I mean, I mean that there can't be a third person besides you and me who knows!" ”

Chang Ping touched his nose: "Master, you are now a conscious body, you shouldn't be a human!" ”

"Bang", the man in the middle kicked out, and Chang Ping flew out upside down. Grandma drops, little bastards, actually calculated Lao Tzu, although he was calculated, but he couldn't let you calculate in vain.

Chang Ping propped up his hand on the ground, and after his body was upside down, he stood on the ground with a backflip, looked down at his chest, fortunately his clothes were not dirty, slapped him twice, and walked towards the middle-aged man with a smile. Anyway, if you take advantage of yourself, the master will hit it, it doesn't matter.

The middle-aged man didn't give Chang Ping a good look, turned around and walked out: "I'm done here, I'll take you to see those rooms again!" "I took a few steps and stopped." Forget it, don't look at it, you've used it all just now! ”

Chang Ping almost hit the middle-aged man's body: "Master, what to do with the garbage?" ”

The middle-aged man glanced at Chang Ping: "You don't need to deal with it, just pour it into the toilet, and it will be dealt with!" ”

Chang Ping nodded as if he didn't understand.

The middle-aged man continued to walk out: "You've wasted some time! ”

After hearing this, Chang Ping immediately ran out, sat down at the stone table, picked up the book and read it.

Li Chaonan went home directly, returned to his home, and sat on the sofa in the living room, with pictures with Chang Ping in his mind. A lot of the furniture in the house was bought by two people together. The two of them only stayed in this family for a short time.

The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I became, the more I thought about it, the more sour my my nose became, and the tears fell uncontrollably. Clumsy seemed to feel her sadness, raised his little head to look at her, and then jumped on the sofa and got into Li Chaonan's arms.

Li Chaonan picked up Ben Ben and wiped his tears twice with Ben Ben, and then looked at Ben Ben with teary eyes: "Good son."

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, Let's live together in the future, you have to be obedient, let's wait for your father to come back, you know? ”

Clumsy stuck out his tongue and licked Li Chaonan's face.

"Wow!" Li Chaonan opened his mouth and cried, and her cry echoed throughout the room.

The daily life is to read, practice, cook, and so on, and every day when you eat is the happiest time, because you can do whatever you want, and it's all delicious meals. The most painful thing is to practice, every time I practice myself to death, I wake up naturally after fainting, and then drag my weak body to cook a meal for myself, and after I am full, I will read books and learn various skills taught by the master.

"Master, this sixth year of the first month, that is, the tail of escape, strong, don't use it, doesn't it mean that everything is inappropriate?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "Xiang said, the tail is so powerful, what kind of disaster will it be?" Fortune is said to be deeply hidden, there will be no difficulty, and in terms of financial luck, all shots can avoid disasters; In terms of family homes, it is advisable to move early if you move, and marriage is not compatible; Physically, it's about walking carefully! ”

Chang Ping scratched his head vigorously, looking at the hexagram in front of him, the more he looked at it, the more confused he became, and he didn't know where the master saw so much. The previous books he read only needed to memorize them and then understand the meaning, but this hexagram made him stump him and made him hit a wall repeatedly. Although he always kept asking, the master never showed impatience, and explained carefully every time, so Chang Ping felt very guilty, self-reproachful and anxious, because a copy of "Zhou Yi" wasted his time for a month, even if he studied hard every day, he only learned a third of it now.

The middle-aged man looked at Chang Ping and said earnestly: "Calm your mind, don't be impatient, too impatient will have the opposite effect, forget the questions that should not appear in your mind, and use your thoughts on learning, this speed will be faster!" ”

Chang Ping nodded after hearing this, and his eyes fell on the book again.

The middle-aged man has never urged Chang Ping, knowing that his time is short, he has not urged, because from the beginning he never thought of letting Chang Ping read all the books here within a year, his requirement is to learn his own skills, so he has been teaching Chang Ping with his heart for two months, he only hopes to pass on his own incense before he is gone.

The golden leaves fell from the book, Li Chaonan reached out and caught one, looked up at the golden tree, and there was a thick longing in his eyes. It's been more than half a year, and Chang Ping still hasn't had any news, how much does she hope Chang Ping can give her a call? However, all that awaited me was disappointment.

Clumsy was playing in the pile of leaves, and a leaf hung on its head. A hint of a smile appeared on Clumsy's face. It's been almost a year, and after waiting for some time, I'll go over to find him, and if he doesn't show up, then I'll blow up the mountain, and as for what will happen, he doesn't think about it, and he doesn't want to think about it, because nothing is important to save his husband.

In the stone room, Chang Ping sat cross-legged on the stone bed, his body exuding heat. At this time, his hair was gone, his eyebrows were gone, and not a single hair on his body could be found, he had become like this when he cultivated a month ago, and the heat of his body had baked off all his hair.......

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