"Sir, please be kind..."

A flattering voice was heard, followed by the sound of ding-dong.

It was like the crisp sound of a stone falling into an iron basin.

"Get away from me."

"Okay, okay. Take your time."

The beggar, wearing rags, with his hair loose and tangled in strips, and his face covered with charcoal, was holding a broken porcelain bowl in his hand and watching the burly, luxuriously dressed man leave with a flattering smile on his face.

After the person left, he first looked around, then put the money into his pocket with a vigilant look, and then returned to his nonchalant look.

He sat back in the shade with the help of a crutch, put the broken bowl on the ground, leaned against the wall, and caught a glimpse of a companion sleeping soundly beside him.

He picked up his walking stick, poked the man's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Xiao Nian, it's already noon, why don't you get up to beg for food? If you wait any longer, you will starve tonight."

The old beggar spoke in a flat tone, as he was already familiar with this man's behavior.

Lin was awakened by being poked in his later years.

As soon as he woke up, he smelled that indescribable sour odor, a smell he was familiar with.

Will I become a fat pig again?

He was so frightened that his vision gradually became clear. He raised his hand and saw a black hand.

He raised his sleeve to smell it, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

The old beggar at the side saw his behavior and looked confused. He was still confused: "Hey, what's wrong with you again?"

Three days later.

"Young master, please come in." A middle-aged man bowed his body and greeted the handsome man in green shirt next to him with a flattering look.

The man in green shirt was followed by an old man.

When the old man saw the luxurious mansion, he was stunned and reached out to touch the stone lion in front of the door.

But before he could touch it, the man in green coughed.

He calmed down instantly, grabbed the bag on his back and looked around.

The man in green shirt was holding an oil-paper fan, standing straight, looking very elegant and suave. He said, "Lead the way."

"Okay, you're welcome."

The real estate agent said respectfully.

The entire mansion, big and small, has been cleaned up, including the living room, three rooms in the backyard, two rooms in the east and west, the garden, and the kitchen.

The bamboo grows lushly, and the osmanthus tree next to it exudes a fragrant osmanthus scent.

"This place is close to Yingyang Academy. The school is along East Street, which will make it convenient for children to go to school. In addition, if you walk to West Street, you will reach the food street. It will be even more lively there during the Lantern Festival or special holidays."

The broker said as he introduced Lin Wannian.

In his later years, Lin looked around and became more and more satisfied. The bigger it was, the more it suited his noble status.

"But isn't that a bit cheap?"

Lin glanced at him in his old age.

In this context, one tael of silver = 3,000 yuan, but this house, which appears to be over 700 square meters, only costs 250 taels, which is equivalent to 750,000 yuan in modern terms.

The broker sighed and said, "To be honest, this house has some problems. Every family that lives here has either been beheaded or has suffered business losses. It is only worth this price now. Sir, if you mind, I have other places."

Lin Late raised his fan and said, "No need, I bought it."

After signing and sealing, the silver was given to him and the house deed was in his hands.

After people left.

Old man Liu came over and said, "Xiao Nian, tell me, where did you get so much money?"

"To be honest, I am actually a person of status. I have endured humiliation for so many years just for this moment. If you are free, old man, go buy some things and buy two maids."

Lin Wannian said this and took out three taels of silver and gave it to him.

"You're good, kid." When the old man saw the money, he took it in his hand and took a bite. After making sure it was real silver, he left with an excited look on his face.

Where can you get so much money these days? A few copper coins are good enough.

Lin Wannian took out a handkerchief and wiped the dust off the stone bench, then sat down leisurely, but his mood was not very good.

Two million plane orders.

This is an ancient plane that the author failed to create.

Background overhead.

Country name: Zhuang Yi Country.

The capital was set in Chang'an, but this Chang'an was the same as the Chang'an in history, a fictitious one.

The top protagonist is Major General Wei Yuwen, and the bottom protagonist is Prince Tu Shiyu.

The current emperor is incompetent and overbearing, Buddhism is prevalent, eunuchs are in power, and taxes are heavy, making life miserable for the people.

The emperor was suspicious by nature. In order to suppress General Wei Yuan, he betrothed his daughter to the least favored prince Tu Shiyu to show his imperial power. However, he did not expect that Wei Yuwen would marry her instead.

Wei Yuwen originally wanted to poison Tu Shiyu to death, but after seeing his appearance, he had other thoughts about him and forced him to have sex with him.

When Tu Shiyu found out that his princess was his eldest brother-in-law, he naturally wanted to kill all nine generations of his clan. However, Wei Yuwen cured the cold poison in his body, analyzed the current situation for him, and expressed his support for him.

As a prince, Tu Shiyu certainly also wanted the throne, so the two of them became involved. During the fight for the throne, their feelings just sprouted and had not yet deepened.

But the story is over because the author gave up and couldn’t continue writing.

Therefore, the subsequent development of this dimension was filled in by Lin in his later years.

It’s not easy to earn a two million dollar order.

Lin sighed again in his later years.

He came to his senses and called 077 again: "Da Huang, are you there?"

After waiting for a while, I still didn't receive a reply.

Lin Wannian had no choice but to give up: "I don't know if this guy did it on purpose, or if he went to upgrade."

Apart from the plot provided, he did not have the original owner's memory. He only learned from the old beggar he had followed for eight years that he was in rags when he came to Chang'an and had been begging here for eight years.

He is usually very lazy, never asks for food, and only eats once every three days.

Lin Wannian guessed that the original owner probably starved to death.

The most urgent task now is to carve out a path here and make money!

Another place.

A little girl with two pigtails and wearing coarse cloth was carrying a bundle on her back and holding a little black cat in her arms. They were riding on the old man's ox cart and heading towards Chang'an.

She looked at the surrounding scene and murmured to herself: "So this is what it looks like from a human perspective."

"Meow."

The black cat meowed contentedly.

The old man was driving the cattle. When he heard the little girl's words, he shook his head and said, "What a miserable child."