Xiao Yingchun expressed her feelings.
Fu Chenan found it incredible: "Maybe the system can be upgraded?"
Since the birth of Wangwang and Miaomiao, Xiao Yingchun's system has been silent for more than a year.
Fu Chenan is very content: the system has evolved to this level, which is already enough. Any more is a luxury and there is no need to be obsessed with it.
But Xiao Yingchun just said that the so-called space-time wormhole could actually allow her system to upgrade.
The benefits are right in front of us, how can we let them go?
Fu Chenan immediately became energetic: "When I get back to my residence, I will go get the best Qibao Meiran Pill."
He originally planned to give only a few, but after listening to what Xiao Yingchun said, he decided to give a box.
Is this Chinese patent medicine? How can taking a few pills have a significant effect?
He must be given a course of treatment.
Xiao Yingchun held back her laughter and followed Fu Chenan to the courtyard at the foot of Lushan Mountain.
This courtyard house originally did not belong to the Fu family, but to the Huo family.
When Huo Shaoyuan gave the property to Fu Chenan and his wife, he also gave this courtyard house to the Fu family.
Fu Chenan had only seen this house on a tablet computer before, but when he arrived in person he realized that this three-courtyard courtyard was neat and tidy, and solemn and elegant.
The front yard is the reception and activity area, the second yard is the kitchen and dining area, and the back yard is the rest area.
The yard had been cleaned up. Fu Chenan took Xiao Yingchun to the second yard to eat the spicy and refreshing home-cooked meals made by the nanny before going to the backyard to rest.
The courtyard house has a simple exterior, but the interior is decorated in a modern style. The rooms are very comfortable and make people feel calm at first glance.
After the nanny confirmed that Fu Chenan and his wife did not need anything, she left the backyard.
Fu Chenan closed the door and went to the Tianwu Palace.
Not long after, he came over excitedly with a box of ancient recipe Seven Treasures Beard-Beautiful Pills and asked the security guard to deliver it to the patriarch of the Zhu family.
When he finished his work and went to the backyard, Fu Chenan found that Xiao Yingchun had fallen asleep.
As the third trimester of pregnancy approaches, Xiao Yingchun has found it difficult to move around and has become a little sleepy.
Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Fu Chenan did not disturb her and turned to go to the front yard.
When Xiao Yingchun woke up, it was already dark.
The feeling of hunger made her dazed for a while before she got up and went to the front yard.
In the front yard, the maid was asking Fu Chenan: Do you want to eat at home? What do you want to eat?
Fu Chenan was just hesitating when Xiao Yingchun came out.
Fu Chenan's eyes lit up, and he stood up to greet him: "Are you up? What do you want to eat tonight?"
Xiao Yingchun: "Stinky tofu."
Fu Chenan’s smile froze: What the hell?
"You're pregnant, and eating such strange things..." Is it good for the baby?
Xiao Yingchun grinned: "You don't understand this, right? Stinky tofu is the specialty of Xingcheng!"
Fu Chenan looked at the nanny next to him with an inquiring look.
The nanny is in her fifties and a native of Xingcheng. She has been responsible for the cleaning and maintenance of this courtyard.
The nanny nodded and smiled cheerfully: "It doesn't matter if pregnant women eat less! The most important thing is to be in a good mood, so that Maomao will be cheerful and laugh in the future..."
Fu Chenan looked at his aunt's hearty smile and was convinced in a second: "Okay, let's go."
The most important thing is that my wife is happy, just don’t eat too much.
As it gets dark, Xingcheng Snack Street becomes bustling with the aroma of various foods wafting through the street.
Flavored shrimp, stinky tofu, starch sausage, milk tea...all kinds of smells waft into the air.
The shopkeepers and waiters who greeted the customers were very enthusiastic, wearing bright red clothes, saying auspicious words, and inviting people to taste the food...
The pedestrians on the street didn't seem to feel the cold at all. They were all breathing out white air but still strolling happily.
Fu Chenan has also celebrated the Chinese New Year here two or three times, and he was still amazed when he saw this: "Don't merchants here have to visit relatives during the Chinese New Year?"
Still doing business during the Chinese New Year?
Xiao Yingchun recalled his past life as a social animal and sighed, "You don't understand. This place is very expensive. The rent will not be reduced or exempted just because of the New Year."
"The shop owner spends hundreds of dollars every day. As long as there is business to be done, why not do it?"
"Relatives can leave at any time, but money waits for no one..."
Fu Chenan was even more confused: "People here have food and clothes, and can eat meat every day. Some even throw away the meat they can't finish."
"You don't even celebrate the New Year?"
Fu Chenan told Xiao Yingchun about his doubts:
Discarded clothes, unwanted furniture, and electrical appliances in roadside trash cans...
He even opened the clothes out of curiosity and looked at them. The clothes were just a little old, not torn at all. They were just thrown away in big bags.
Fu Chenan felt distressed when he saw this.
If he wasn't afraid of tiring Xiao Yingchun, Fu Chenan would even want to collect all the old clothes and send them to Tianwu.
If we give ordinary people any piece of clothing, they can wear it for several years...
Xiao Yingchun looked at the people coming and going around him, and lowered his voice to explain to him, "Mortgage, car loan, education, pension..."
After listening for a long time, Fu Chenan became even more confused.
"A smaller, older house can be used, so why would you want to take out a loan of so much money and put in decades of labor costs?"
"There are also cars. There are buses and taxis everywhere on the streets. Why do you have to take out a loan to buy a car..."
It was during the Tianwu period that people’s lives gradually became better after the change of dynasties.
It is only slightly better than before when there was a shortage of food and clothing. At most, everyone can eat enough and wear warm clothes.
Do ordinary people want to eat meat every meal?
impossible!
The people of Tianwu would take a few days off during the New Year, and would work again after the Lantern Festival...
Xiao Yingchun looked at him speechlessly: Forget it, we have different values, why bother to confront each other?
"you are right."
Fu Chenan immediately became complacent: "Really? You also think I'm right, right?"
Xiao Yingchun responded with a perfunctory "hmm hmm" and shifted her gaze towards a sausage shop.
"Boss, I want a grilled sausage..."
Two minutes later, Fu Chenan realized: "Were you speaking sarcastically just now?"
Xiao Yingchun turned back in surprise: He actually heard it?
Fu Chenan died of depression.
Xiao Yingchun ignored him and ate contentedly from one end of the street to the other.
When Fu Chenan reacted, he found that Xiao Yingchun had completely let himself go.
"Why did you eat so much mess?"
Xiao Yingchun: "I didn't! I only ate one serving of stinky tofu."
"It's all according to what you said."
Fu Chenan: "But you also ate ice jelly, grilled sausage, and flavored shrimp..."
Xiao Yingchun said, "I've already eaten it, what can I do? Do you want me to spit it out?"
Fu Chenan: “…Forget it.”
The Fu family bodyguards who were in charge of secret security all looked a little stiff when they saw their boss being humiliated.
Such a big boss is also afraid of his wife?
After the two returned home, washed up and lay on the bed, Fu Chenan talked about his thoughts on shopping today.
"I want to open a night market in Beijing."
The evening drum and morning bell have always been the signal for the people's behavior in Tianwu time and space.
When the morning bell rings, the gate of Tianwu City opens and people can enter and exit the city after verifying their identities.
After the evening drum, the city gates were closed, and except for the streets with special professions, ordinary businesses were basically closed...
Although there is no curfew, everyone is very self-conscious.
The night in Tianwu capital was pitch black.
Of course there are exceptions: during festivals such as the Lantern Festival, the curfew will be lifted and various celebrations will be held.
How many days are there in that year?
The bustling scene at Xingcheng Snack Street today also aroused Fu Chenan's interest.
If Beijing also opened a night market street, specializing in selling various snacks...
"Do you think it's possible?"
Xiao Yingchun drooled when he heard this, and nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice: "Of course I can do it!"
"It's just like the night market street in Xingcheng, it's especially good..." (End of this chapter)
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