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Early the next morning, Ye Junmei took his brother to the Chenghuang Temple in the south of the city to burn incense and return to his spirits - although Ye Junsheng himself didn't believe this, he didn't want to brush his sister's heart, and it didn't hurt to pay tribute to a stick of incense.

Pengcheng is a small county town, but the city god temple is built brilliantly, the hall is solemn, and the incense is quite vigorous.

After kneeling and bowing sincerely, Ye Junmei did not hesitate to donate Wuwen incense money. For her, money and foreign things, and her brother's normalization are the most important things.

After paying homage to the incense, go home.

Halfway through, Ye Junmei wanted to go to work, so they parted.

Looking at his sister's thin back who walked away briskly because he was in a good mood, Ye Junsheng was embarrassed, although he said yesterday that he was going to go out to find something to do, he was at a loss, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

"Well, let's go home and figure it out beforehand, if it's true, then it's probably a great chance......"

Make up your mind, take three steps and make two steps, and occasionally meet a neighbor, all pointing at him and whispering. His "enlightenment" is something that no one else knows about, and he doesn't have much of a good face for him.

Ye Junsheng didn't care, he came to the courtyard of his house, saw that there was no one around, opened the door gently, and tiptoed in, like a thief.

He quietly came to the kitchen first, looked over, and really hoped that there was a beautiful girl incarnated as a fox fairy cooking and stir-frying at this time.

However, as far as I could see, I was disappointed, and there was no movement.

It's stupid, if the other party really had to work inside, the chimney would have smoked a long time ago!

Ye Junsheng pushed open the door in disappointment and walked in. When I returned to the room, my eyes swept away, and the position of the "Spirit Fox Map" did not move at all.

Perhaps, it is still early for the other party to act......

Rusi thought about it and was relieved: By the way, wait for noon!

After making a decision, Ye Junsheng thought about taking advantage of this time to go around the city to see if he could find a job, and he had to prepare for everything, right?

When he was about to go out, he had an idea, but he plucked a long hair from his head and secretly sandwiched it in the scroll, which was used as a mark.

Lock the door, stride out onto the street, and be seen by the neighbors you know, you will inevitably receive some white eyes, as well as cynicism, and even some naughty children clap their hands with their butts and shout "bookworms".

Pengcheng is not big, and his reputation as a nerd has long been spread.

Ye Junsheng's psychological quality is very good, he doesn't take other people's opinions to heart, and only cares about finding a job. Helplessly, he was originally a scholar, he couldn't lift his hands, he couldn't pick his shoulders, his physique was weak, and he couldn't do many jobs. As for the bookkeepers, tutors, etc., they are equivalent to the "white-collar" class, and they are extremely difficult to find.

After walking around the city for more than an hour, I found nothing, and my stomach began to gurgle.

"Push your lungs, we can't find a job?"

Ye Junsheng secretly burst into a foul language.

However, if you are not convinced, you will not be convinced, and the "revolution" in the stomach must be solved. Originally, Ye Junmei left four cents for him, so that he could buy some coarse cakes or rough steamed buns to satisfy his hunger, but Ye Junsheng had other plans and went home directly.

Calculating the time, it was still a little short of the meal, Ye Junsheng did not enter the house as soon as possible, but ambushed outside, hiding in an alley.

Looking out of the alley, you can see your kitchen, and if there is a fire in it, you can see smoke coming out.

"The smoke came out, and immediately rushed into the house, killing one by surprise. Tsk, when the time comes, there will be a bear hug first, hug the fox fairy tightly, be soft in your arms, and don't let go even if you die. Haha, a cheap wife who is like a flower, has great powers, and is virtuous and virtuous!"

Thinking of the smugness, he smiled stupidly, almost drooling out.

Ye Junsheng was a ghost and a ghost, and his appearance was suspicious, and he couldn't help but feel strange when he was seen by the neighbors who came and went, and saw him hiding there and smirking, and suddenly woke up: The nerd's books were moved away to pay off his debts, and he was stimulated and crazy!

People like to play fools and nerds, but for crazy people, most people avoid them, who knows when he will have a seizure, what if he bites and beats people?

Feeling the strange atmosphere, the traverser finally came back to his senses from his fantasy state and wiped his mouth curtly.

Time has feet, a little bit passes, the sun is in the sky, Ye Junsheng's neck hurts when he visits, but there is no trace of smoke in the chimney.

There was no movement at home, but the movement of the stomach was getting bigger and bigger. The taste of hunger is unpleasant, and I feel dizzy.

After waiting for a while, Ye Junsheng couldn't hold it back: If it goes on like this, it's not a way, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the fox fairy to cook, and I will faint from hunger first.

Taking a step back, if there were no fox fairies at all, it would be even funnier to make a big oolong.

Immediately walked home, unlocked it, and stood suddenly.

He smelled a familiar scent!

Two dishes, a large bowl of white rice, appeared quietly on the table, and this time, the dish turned into stir-fried meat with mushrooms and vegetables.

Ye Junsheng was a little dizzy, relieved himself, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen, the stove was cold, and there was no trace of a fire.

This...... This is unscientific!

Rao is a well-informed traveler, and he can't find the north at this time: Could it be that in these years, the fox fairy can cook without the fireworks in the world?

He blinked, saved his trouble, went back to the room and opened the "Spirit Fox Diagram", and sure enough, the hair that had been caught in it disappeared......

Ye Jun sighed, as if he had captured something, but it was not exact. Hunger pangs remind him that now is not the time to be cranky, and meals must be eaten while they are hot.

The delicious meal was chorked in my mouth, and I almost swallowed my tongue.

Solving the problem of food and clothing, Ye Junsheng sat on the stool, his fingers lightly tapped on the dining table, and began to think. It's just that there are some key points, and I don't have a clue if I want to break my head. The feeling of plausibility is missed in the slightest, and it is difficult to understand the truth.

What is certain is that no matter how existing the other person is, there is no ill will towards himself. This premise is very important.

In addition, there is no doubt that there is a de facto connection between the Spirit Fox and the meals that appear out of thin air.

In this way, the world is not as simple as it seems!

The traverser smacked his lips, thought for a long time to no avail, and his head began to hurt again - no way, if the other party has the heart to dodge, relying on his own ability, I am afraid that hollowing out his mind will only be able to fight in the air.

Then, it is time to put it aside for a moment and turn to another pressing issue: the question of livelihood, what can be done to support the family, after all, that sumptuous meal of unknown origin cannot be eaten for a lifetime.

As the saying goes, relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, relying on the water to eat the water, and eating the craft if there is craftsmanship. As a scholar, what he is best at is reading and writing, but Ye Junsheng is currently a white one, although he can write well, Danqing is also good, but these calligraphy and paintings are like waste paper in the eyes of others, and they can't be sold for money, and the ghost calls you not famous......

Forget, he's still quite famous, but it's a pity that it's notorious. If anyone buys a nerd's calligraphy and painting and hangs it in the hall, it must not become a laughing stock?

"I don't believe it!"

The traverser jumped to his feet, packed up the dishes, and continued to go out looking for work.