"Formally introduce myself, I am the third generation of the Shu family, my name is Shu Jiu, and now I am competing for the position of patriarch candidate with a very capable brother."

"Oh? So, you let the guy who didn't dare to say his name stab me? Liu Yuan didn't look back, he lowered his head and was removing the bandages on his hands, and after eating a few bites of food, Liu Yuan felt that the wound had healed, so he immediately removed the bandages that made Liu Yuan feel uncomfortable. Liu Yuan flipped his hands back and forth to determine whether the wound had really healed, and felt a gaze staring at him, Liu Yuan turned his head, and saw a middle-aged fat man called Shulao looking at Liu Yuan's intact hands in a daze.

"Eh!!" Liu Yuan called out to the old book funny, and when he saw that the old book came back to his senses, he continued to pack his hands.

"Ah, it's an honor to see Liu's stunt with my own eyes." The fat man nodded incessantly while admiring, and the envy or jealousy in his eyes could not be hidden at all.

"Huh." Liu Yuan sneered disdainfully and said, "What about you, did you let that thing stab me with a sword just now?" Liu Yuan looked at the cup in front of him, which contained a transparent liquid, took a sip, and sure enough, it was the kind of white water that Liu Yuan asked for yesterday in the study of calligraphy and painting, it seemed to be spring water, Liu Yuan had a new evaluation of the old book and the group behind the old book. But it doesn't matter, Liu Yuan doesn't care, this white water is just used to wash the ointment that has just been applied on his hands.

For Liu Yuan's directness, Shujiu didn't know how to answer, and for Liu Yuan's casualness, Shujiu didn't know how to evaluate it, and watched Liu Yuan wash his hands with water in the cup in a daze, and then wiped the water stains on his hands next to his thighs, then he came back to his senses and hurriedly said:

"Wronged, Liu Yuan, you have wronged me, it's all Shushi's own idea, if Liu Yuan, you are still angry, wait for me to go back, let Shushi's kid come to make amends for you again." The old face of the book made Liu Yuan feel a burst of nameless anger surging into his heart, the sad book was nameless, and the poor book was real.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, just say what you want." For this kind of person who doesn't want a face, you can't tell what is right or wrong with him, Liu Yuan just wants to get rid of the fat man next to him quickly.

"Huh? Hahahaha, I like Liu Yuan's straightforwardness like you. The same laughter, the same tone, but now Liu Yuan can't feel a little heroic, after saying the cliché, the old fat man pretended to be deep and said to Liu Yuan:

"Supposedly, our patriarch should have come here a long time ago to talk to Liu Yuan, but guess what is the reason why the patriarch can't get out?"

Liu Yuan once again looked at the chubby old book, the old book was very useful to Liu Yuan's performance, and he was putting up a shelf, so he heard Liu Yuan say:

"So that brother you were with dragged the old man of calligraphy and painting? In other words, your brother is so powerful, why don't you just overthrow the calligraphy and painting and become the patriarch yourself. ”

"Hey, Liu Yuan, although you are a distinguished guest, please also be respectful of the current patriarch of our Shu clan. In addition, although my brother is very powerful, there are other brothers who help in this operation, hahaha. The old warning of the book is more formalistic, and the later explanation is the focus of this sentence. Liu Yuan instantly knew that these patriarch candidates respected the old man in calligraphy and painting on face, but respect was only on face. At the same time, Liu Yuan also knew that the old man of calligraphy and painting planned to sit in the position of the patriarch all the time, so that everyone below was dissatisfied, no, the people of the three generations of grandchildren who united the old book could actually drag the pace of calligraphy and painting who were still the patriarch, and I don't know how much effort those second-generation sons made.

"Actually, Liu Yuan, you see, our patriarch is old after all, and all the rights he can grasp are shared by his old brothers, all, Liu Yuan, you will not get anything from following our old patriarch." After laughing, seeing that Liu Yuan had no intention of speaking, he groaned, and still planned to explain his intention directly.

"Oh, you also found out, I said, if you want to mix, you have to follow the big brother who has an upward range, isn't it?" There is nothing wrong with Liu Yuan's words just by looking at it, but if you can hear the tone of Liu Yuan's words with your own ears, you can be confused by the ridicule in the words.

Shujiu smacked his lips helplessly, and the words that followed him persuaded Liu Yuan to marry the sisters of his own group and then move forward towards the goal of the head of the Shu family together as his own people were unspeakable. The values of the two worlds, or the two classes, are too far apart. Shu Jiu felt that the only thing that could impress Liu Yuan was the right, because taking Shu Lao himself as an example, Qian Shu Lao had never been lacking, and things, except for some treasures of the gods that Shu Lao and even Shu Lao groups could not take, Shu Lao was not rare for anything. Diet? Before the book came, I heard that the master in the big kitchen was studying the name of the food Liu Yuan last night. A group of chefs who have been making food all their lives didn't close their eyes at night, and they knew that the name of the dish Liu Yuan said included shrimp, pork ribs, and pigeons, but they didn't study anything else, and even the old books who love food wanted to use all their net worth to let Liu Yuan guide the chef to make some of the food in Liu Yuan's mouth. And then it's gone, Shu Jiu doesn't know what to use to impress Liu Yuan, you say women? Don't be kidding, in the old circle of books, women are not even as valuable as a novelty pet, once in the old circle of books there was a gentleman who got a wind rabbit who could somersault, and then another gentleman directly wanted to exchange twenty Mei Ji for this rabbit, but it didn't work, because the rabbit gentleman felt that if he exchanged, he would suffer a loss. (It does not represent the author's point of view, there is a prototype in all this history, let's spit on the evil feudal society together, and then praise the current life together (ฅ ́ω'ฅ))

However, if today it was a woman with two headlights like the long-legged scholar and Liu Yuan said recruitment, maybe Liu Yuan would be fascinated by the headlights and agree in a daze. Poor book old, poor Liu Yuan.

Just as he didn't know what to say to alleviate the embarrassment, Shujiu suddenly received a message, Liu Yuan quickly looked at Shujiu's gaze, but what he saw was only the wall and air, and the book just now was the same for the nameless book, Liu Yuan suspected that the calligrapher had any magical exercises similar to the sound transmission and secret transmission in martial arts novels, otherwise he couldn't explain how Shujiu received the message that the calligraphy and painting were going to come back.

"Now, I'm glad to be able to chat with the venerable Liu Yuan, let's talk about it here today." Liu Yuan turned his head and saw that the old scholar who was sitting in the chair had already gotten up, patted the corner of his crumpled clothes, and said:

"I hope Liu Yuan can seriously and comprehensively consider your last words, then I look forward to us chatting again, please don't forget my name, my name is Shujiu." After speaking, without waiting for Liu Yuan to react, he turned his head and walked towards the back of the conference hall, and at the same time, a row of servants appeared on the other side again, those servants were as silent as robots, with tacit understanding, they quickly packed up all the things that should not be here, and then bowed one by one and left quickly. Liu Yuan was dumbfounded the whole time, until there was a sound at the door of the hall, Liu Yuan raised his eyes and found that Zhuang who had just disappeared did not know where to disappear appeared at the door again, Liu Yuan rubbed his chin, thought about it, and realized that the old book left in a hurry because the calligraphy and painting came back. Liu Yuan didn't bother to ask Zhuang, where did Zhuang die just now. Thinking back to this moment of change, I could only laugh helplessly in the end.

"Brother Liu, you say, for those big shots, the rights are so heavy?" Liu Yuan finished laughing and began to chat with me with a sigh.

"Heh, you're talking the same as if I were an emperor." Hearing Liu Yuan's words, I pursed my lips and replied.

"How can you say that, you are the creator god, and you have much more power than the emperor." Liu Yuan was dissatisfied with my words and retorted.

"Cut, it's the same as if you haven't played the Civilization series, as well as the games of the Stars series, I'm an otaku in reality, and the biggest right I've ever had in my life is to be a labor commissioner when I was in school, do you think I can explain the right to this thing?" I complained about myself, and by the way, I told Liu Yuan that he asked the wrong person.

"Ah, I forgot Lao Liu, you see your identity as a creator god and this world as a game, it's a pity, I also want to ask, if someone wants to snatch away the identity of this world and the identity of the creation god, what will you do." Liu Yuan said with a sigh.

"How? As long as the price is good, I can even use the identity of the creator god to be the boss's younger brother, how tired the boss is to be the creator god himself, can I do it for me. As I spoke, I began to imagine the good days when I was raised by my boss.

"Lao Liu, you are really cheap, what is the style of your creator god?" Liu Yuan said disdainfully.

"Hey, you little young man knows a fart, Brother Liu, I used a whole youth to train the Azer warriors, and they will also be destroyed by the creator god of Azer if they are unhappy, and now I will leave an urn to hide in my net disk, so that I can miss it every time I get off the film, you say, I have nothing to give up in this world of stand-alone games, that is, there is no way, otherwise, with only a hundred, I can let the boss experience the creation god for a day." After saying that, I myself was shocked by the stench of my middle-aged man. Is this what I can say?

"Hey, I really don't understand you, what I don't understand the most is the scholar, for the sake of power, every generation is raised as a Gu worm, in this way, how much family affection can be left? You look at the fat man who just read the old book, basically he has become a class enemy with his grandfather, that is, the old man of calligraphy and painting, and the old man of calligraphy and painting, who has been the patriarch for a lifetime, and he is not satisfied, so he wants to be the patriarch forever. I said that I can't teach people to live forever, the old man can't understand people's words, it's just a little sign of immortality and he won't let go, and the big brother of the old fat man is not a candidate, so I want to win me over, so I can teach him to live forever, one by one, hey. Liu Yuan sighed helplessly as he spoke, and stopped.

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I don't know what my friends who read books think about art now, but I'll just talk about my opinions.

Suppose you were to be locked up in an empty room alone for seven days, what would you bring if you were asked to bring only one thing? What if you could bring two? Three, four, five, etc., how would you choose the importance of each item?

If I had to choose, I would choose water first, because if I don't eat for a week, I might not die, but if I don't drink water, I would die, then I would choose food, and if there is no light source in the room, I would choose the third thing, and then I would think about things to pass the time. This is because humans instinctively put survival first. So, go back to our ancient ancestors.

Let's talk about Cangjie, the creator of Chinese characters, who created the original source of Chinese characters - hieroglyphs, which is the earliest art. However, Cangjie is the left historian who made characters during the Yellow Emperor period, we don't care how big the historian is, you just need to know that he doesn't have to run around for three meals a day every day because there is a huge group of slaves who are creating the fruits of labor for them.

Let's take a look at the poet immortal Li Bai, in history, Li Bai did not become an official and began to travel across the country to find immortals, I will ask my friends who are reading, your current financial resources support you don't have to go to work, can you travel in the country? You must know that in the Tang Dynasty, the cost of tourism was much more expensive than now, where you can take a train from the northeast to the southwest for a few hundred yuan.

Finally, if I don't even have enough to eat every day now, how many hours is it possible for me to sit down and code words?

Having said all that, I just want to make it clear that if you are rich, then there is no need to discriminate against the poor, and if you are poor, there is no need to hate the rich. In society, there are no poor people who use their sweat to create materials, then all people have to go to the land to make fires and cook, if there are no rich people who have nothing to do every day, then our civilization will not leave so many brilliant fireworks.

So, if you like the delicate life, then I will be happy to leave a book review, but if you have a headache every day how to spend your pocket money, then I will also be happy to help you share this pain (ฅ ́ω'ฅ)