The first volume of Xian Jian world's Hei Hua Zhang Si 116 Xiao Di Dong Wo

  Fang Xian smiled and said: "What a coincidence, my family also has some land."

  Zhang Si was puzzled: "Your family must be very powerful... The land in our hometown is definitely not as good as yours."

  He didn't bother with him anymore and turned to Fang Fang saying: "You see, this kid only thinks about not letting you suffer, going home to live a life, he's still a good young man."

  Fang Fang stole a glance at Zhang Si and then quickly lowered her head in embarrassment.

  "Fang Mei, this place is really not suitable for us." Zhang Si said with a bitter tone, "You see, we've been bullied by everyone, why don't we go back to our hometown and live a good life?"

  Fang Fang squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head.

  "Alas, I'm to blame. Since I was young, I knew I wasn't clever and now I still don't have a skill. Even if I could do tiling or carpentry, it would be enough to support you... Ah..."

  "Alright, listen to me. Fang Xian patted Zhang Si and said, "You, go back and work honestly. Recently, I have some business to deal with and I'm short of hands. You seem reliable, so I'll call you for help when the time comes."

  "This..." Zhang Si was clearly half-believing and half-doubting the other's idle talk, "Big Brother is doing a big thing... I don't know if I can help."

  "What's with all the nonsense?" Fang Xian cursed with a smile, "When the time comes, Fang Fang will also help out. Can't you just come over and have more contact to cultivate feelings? Besides, I'm paying you, not letting you work for free."

  Zhang Si suddenly gained spirit, thinking that he could be with Fang Fang again, and his enthusiasm came back: "Do it, do it, even if it's for nothing."

  After Zhang Si left, Fang Xian suddenly remembered something and asked Fang Fang: "Was he there when that bastard made trouble the other day?"

  "That day was on shift, it was another security guard."

  "Oh... then I'm relieved."

  "Brother, you just said you wanted to do business?" Fang Fang asked.

  "Yeah, I'm done with business, and I won't be attending that class anymore." Fang Xian nodded in agreement, determined to let Yue Rulingle live a good life. Following the rules was out of the question.

  "Can I really help?" Fang Fang was also eager to try, people who work hard need opportunities.

  "Of course, this is a family business." Fang Xian began to tell Fang Fang about that idea...

  Before I knew it, more than an hour had passed, the sun had set in the west, and it was time for dinner.

  It's really busy, running back and forth has already put seven or eight dishes on the table, and finally brought a large pot of soup over. The expression is very comfortable.

  Fang Xian also said almost done, hurry up and invite everyone to come and eat.

  Dad was smoking and reading in the study room, he grunted and came over. On the other side, Mom was chatting with Moon Like Spirit Child and they hit it off immediately. A group of women also chattered as they arrived.

  "My goodness!" Wang Xiulan smelled the fragrance and took a look at the table, immediately stunned. "Xian'er, you can cook now?"

  Anyone would be impressed by the dishes on this table. Even a simple stir-fry of vegetables and mushrooms can be presented in an impressive way, and ordinary Kung Pao chicken can be made to look like a dish from a high-end restaurant. Even a humble dish like tiger vegetable makes one's mouth water.

  "No, no, no, this is my elder brother's masterpiece." Fang Xian brought out Fang Da Chu.

  The chef's face was calm and his eyes narrowed into a line: "Fang's culinary skills are not refined, the materials are limited. Can only make some ordinary home-cooked dishes, sorry about that."

  Fang Mu understood a bit. He carefully examined the dishes on the table: "The color and flavor... are you a professional chef?"

  "It's nothing, I just held a spoon in the imperial kitchen for two years." Fang Dachef said modestly about past events.

  "He used to work with Imitation Restaurant before. Come on, come on, eat..."

  Wang Xiulan looked at the people around the table, her heart full of joy: "Great... it's been a long time since this house was so lively... Xian'er, go get some wine, let this gentleman..."

  "Mother just calls me busy and that's it."

  Fang Mu just seemed to have opened up some issues, and with this table of dishes being too visually appealing, not to mention his two daughters-in-law being even more so. At this moment, he made a sudden decision and said: "Xiao Xian, go get those two bottles of 100-year-old Niubai from the balcony, today we'll have a good drink."

  Fang Xian responded with a "yes", and his father's attitude softened somewhat. With Fang Mang's dishes and Niulanshan wine, there was hope for a breakthrough.

  Fine wine was brought over, but Fang Xian only took three wine cups and poured them for Fang Mu, Fang Mang, and himself. He then gave a "hold on" expression to Ling Er and Yue Ru.

  Yu Ruo and Ling Er were starving, but thinking that this was their first time meeting their in-laws, they endured it.

  Fang Mu sandwiched a mouthful of bamboo shoots, and his eyes lit up immediately.

  "This flavor... is no different from the one I had at Guibin Building when I was young!" Fang Mu picked up another chopstick and nodded vigorously towards Fang Mang, "Brilliant!"

  Fang was delighted to see others appreciating his cooking and smiled calmly, "Hehe, where, where, Fang has many signature dishes up his sleeve. As long as you like it, Dad, I won't change the menu for a whole year."

  His father thought it was another situation where he had to be happy for his son, although he didn't quite understand, but he knew that his son bringing someone like this back home must have a reason, so he stopped worrying about it.

  As for Wang Xiulan, she was constantly serving dishes to her two daughters-in-law. Even though Ling'er ate very quickly, she was still a bit overwhelmed. Seeing her two daughters-in-law eating with such gusto, Wang Xiulan's heart swelled with joy. Nowadays, girls are all on diets and don't dare eat too much, but these two have great appetites - they'll definitely be able to bear children! Fangfang, on the other hand, was eating her own food, completely understanding Wang Xiulan's behavior, and couldn't help but laugh at the scene.

  Busy eating less, as a cook, most of the time I'm already full when cooking.

  Fang Xian occasionally poured wine and forced Fang Mang to toast with his father, the purpose of this meal was to conquer his father, it seemed like something was about to happen. As for the dishes on the table, Fang Xian thought they were nothing special, perhaps due to the limitations of the ingredients, even if Fang Mang's skills were more refined, they were still just a light and elegant version of restaurant-level food, although there was a sense of ancient simplicity and depth, but paired with these pesticide-ridden, hormone-injected, genetically modified ingredients, it really didn't live up to its potential.

  When eating this kind of meal, women usually eat faster because they don't have to drink alcohol.

  As expected, after a while, Ling'er Ruyue was full and was fed two more bowls of soup by Wang Xiulan. The three women then went back inside to chat about family matters again. No, this time they pulled in Fang Fang as well, making it four women in total. Women always have endless family matters to discuss.

  Finally, the table became the domain of three men.

  A small half catty of white wine had already gone down his throat, and a long-absent sense of grandeur was quietly rising up.

  "You're too rash, kid." Fang Mu said after the women left. "Think about it, how will this look to our neighbors? How can you work at your unit? Who among your leaders and colleagues will be able to tolerate you? People are all jealous, when you don't have the ability, holding onto that advantage isn't a good thing, son."

  His eyes were indeed venomous, and in short, it can be summarized in eight words: "It's easy to conquer the world, but hard to defend it."

  Fang Xian coughed and knew it was time to show his hand.

  "Brother Miao, I'm telling you the truth. I'm going to quit my job and open a restaurant."

  Fang Mu nodded slightly, then suddenly understood and took another sip, shaking his head and saying: "No wonder, this must be the chef you invited."

  At this busy moment, he has a kind of "thousand cups not drunk" magic. He is very clear-headed at the moment: "Don't say that, old man, brother's business, Fang Mou will definitely take care of it, as long as there is a place to stay, Fang Mou only wants to watch the show, not ask for silver."

  Fang Mu Zheng looked at Fang Xian and asked, "Do you know how difficult it is to do business? It's not like the old days, the competition is fierce, and it can't be done just with a passionate heart."

  Fang Xian knew that his father's conservative thinking had resurfaced: "Dad, can't you just not dampen your own spirits anymore? You've also seen my older brother's culinary skills, what's there to pick on?"

  He smiled wryly and said, "Nothing to choose from."

  "Besides, we have several acres of wasteland along the highway, don't we? Building a few restaurants is no problem."

  "That land is waiting for the country to buy it. When the time comes, the subsidy will be enough for you to buy a house in the city, not for doing business. Besides, this is a rural wasteland. You're courting death by opening a restaurant here."

  "It can't be said that way, now the farmhouse-style restaurants are very popular, as long as the promotion is in place and the word of mouth is good, there's no worry about business. And I don't just want to open a restaurant, I also want to plant vegetables and raise pigs again." What Fang Xian said about planting vegetables and raising pigs was naturally Pasture Story. The ingredients from Pasture Story combined with Inn of the Sword Deity, this kind of simple and natural way of doing business is absolutely charming.

  Fang Mu continued to shake his head and smile: "Xiao Xian, you're thinking too simply. Opening up land for farming and harvesting isn't something that can be done in just a few days. Moreover, have you really thought through the construction of a restaurant? How will you solve the problems of water, electricity, and gas supply? How will you handle logistics and transportation? These are all difficult points that require capital investment. Have you really calculated the return on investment?"

  It has to be said that although Fang Mu was a high-ranking executive decades ago, the core theory remains unchanged, and Fang Mu still understands some business principles.

  Besides, he really hadn't considered these annoying issues, because they were all given by Lao Da Ye for free...

  "This time it's a joint investment with several classmates, we just need to provide the land, they'll put up the money."

  "Heh heh, another classmate." Fang Mu sighed, "Can you be sure that all your classmates are good people and won't cheat you?"

  Fang Xian was now filled with regret, and unintentionally brought up this topic again.

  Fang Mu sighed: "I just trusted my classmates too much, and that's why I ended up like this. Can you be sure that your classmate didn't come for our family's land?"

  Fang Xian finally couldn't take it anymore. Every time he talked to his old man or did something, the latter could come up with ten reasons to refute him.

  "Dad! How can I know if I don't try?! Fang Xian took a sip of the liquor to boost his courage and said indignantly, "Don't think everyone is that bad. Besides classmates, I have family and friends who will help me out. Even if we fail, what's the worst that could happen? I won't use any money from home, those lands are just borrowed anyway. If I lose my job, I can find another one; if my business fails, I can start again. But once this youthful energy is gone, it will never come back."

  "Let's start all over again......" Fang Mu was flustered, muttering to himself, "Yes...start all over again, you're still young...can start all over again..."

  Looking at his old man, Fang Xian felt a little heartache, and this sentence had slipped out unintentionally.

  "Dad..."

  "Alright, let's not talk about it anymore..." Fang Mu slowly stood up and smiled, "I had a great time drinking today. I also thought about it earlier in the study, maybe I've been too controlling of you... Your old man isn't capable, didn't leave you with a good foundation, everything is up to you, your old man can't help... From now on, you decide what to do, just don't sell those few plots of land, that's for buying a house in the city for our family..."

  At this moment, Fang Xian felt that his old man had really grown old and finally understood Lin Yue's feelings towards the pumpkin.

  Fang Xian was about to say more, but Fang Mu stopped him: "Alright, Dad won't advise you this time. Boys need to go out and experience things for themselves. When you're covered in scars, don't blame Dad for not warning you. Remember, it's okay to be frustrated, you can feel sad, cry, and be depressed, but don't let despair overwhelm you, you have to get through it."

  After all, Fang Mu was still pessimistic.

  Fang Xian clenched his fists tightly and fell silent.

  Facts speak louder than words, to let Dad regain confidence in life, we must rely on solid facts and achievements.

  In the living room, Fang looked at the bright moon and sighed: "Xian Di, don't blame your father, he also has his own difficulties."

  "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm the real one."

  "This feeling, this scene, this dish, this wine......" Fang was busy and slightly hesitated, "If there is a play to watch, then it would be perfect..."

  "....Here's your computer, go check it out in the toilet yourself."

  "You still understand me, Idle Brother!"

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