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Text Chapter 1 The landlord¡¯s son wakes up

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    Jian Youzhi's rebirth is outrageous, because when there was thunder that day, he was still in the kitchen taking care of his daughter and wife (you readers may be a little skeptical about this ranking, but it also accurately illustrates the political status of the family)  , Jian Youzhi is the third eldest child, or the mistress in popular terms nowadays) preparing dinner with the windows closed.  Logically speaking, Jian Youzhi's chance of being struck by lightning is only one in a billion, maybe even smaller.

    But he was really one of those billions. The lightning passed through the window and hit Jian Youzhi. Then he disappeared. The hot pot on the liquefied gas stove in the kitchen was still rolling with waves. My lovely daughter and respect  My wife was still watching the idol drama in the living room, giggling.

    Before Jian Youzhi even had time to say something like "Look at the hot pot and drag some vegetables", he disappeared and joined the great army of time travel, creation and dynasty change.

    "Changing dynasties? Creating great achievements?" After Jian Youzhi figured out that he had traveled through time, he spent half a day thinking about this issue.

    My father is a typical image of a fat farm owner and a wealthy man, and my mother is also a typical image of a fat, fair-skinned landlord's wife. This is consistent with the consistent image of the reactionaries in the party's propaganda manuals in previous lives, except that there is no insidious, cunning and obscene appearance.  , still looks very amiable and amiable on the surface.  The maids and servants at home are also rosy and healthy. There are women with thick hands and thick feet, as well as maids with slender waists and straight breasts.  This is not in line with the image of the white-haired girl in the brochure.  But it can be proved that these cheap parents are definitely kind people.

    Such parents obviously did not give Jian Youzhi the courage to change dynasties and create great careers.

    "Dad, the little official's eyes rolled again!" A very high-pitched voice next to his ear made Jian You jump, and rolled his eyes again?  This is not the sentence Mr. Lu Xun wrote about Xianglin's wife - "The eyeballs occasionally twitch, indicating that she is still a living creature". No wonder it is so familiar. I couldn't help but glance sideways. The fair girl's eyes widened, showing surprise.  look.

    "Dad, the little official is staring at me!" The girl didn't mind at all that her high-pitched voice hurt other people's eardrums.

    A small official?  Yes, Jian Youzhi is only ten years old now, but it is better than being reborn in the body of an old man in his fifties or sixties, not to mention that he is still a landlord.

    "I want-" Jian Youzhi struggled and screamed.

    "What!" The fat old man, his wife and the girl opened their eyes at the same time and kicked him straight.

    "Drink water!" Jian Youzhi finally choked out the word.

    "Quick, quick, bring water!" the fat old man shouted repeatedly.

    There was a flurry of activity, and the servants, wives, and servants waiting outside the wing ran around in all directions.

    The first day was spent in such chaos. After dusk, watching Jian Youzhi drink a bowl of porridge, Fat Dad and Fat Mom left with some relief and some worry.

    ??Jianjiazhuang is a village on the outskirts of Kaifeng in the Song Dynasty. It is not a big one, but it is not a small one either.  Jian Youzhi is still called Jian Youzhi, because there are always inextricable connections between reborn bodies. His father's name is Jian Jinyin. Listening to this name, you know that the landlord's family also lacks scholars. It is not just vulgar, but too vulgar.  Very tacky!  The mother, Yao, was nameless, and her nickname was Huanniang. After she got married, she lost her nickname and disappeared. The villagers only called her mistress.  Even the last name is gradually forgotten.  The couple's only son was named Jian Youzhi.

    A few days later, in the back garden.

    "I swept through thousands of armies like a mat" shouted loudly, and then a figure was seen dancing on the sloping path of the garden.

    "It's broken, the official is crazy again!" The little girl screamed and almost knocked over the bowl in her hand.

    Jian Youzhi puffed out her chest and tightened her abdomen, waving with a smile on her face: "Come here, Erya!"

    "Young official!" Erya hesitated and refused to come near.

    "I just practiced the Demon Subduing Boxing Technique! Do you feel like there is wind in your ears?"

    "Where did you learn this from a junior official?" Erya took a step back obviously.

    "A monk told me in a dream! Come here, let me ask you something. Do you think I was so angry that day that Shopkeeper Su in Kaifeng Mansion broke off the engagement?"

    Erya nodded hurriedly, but refused to get close to Jian Youzhi.

    "How beautiful is Shopkeeper Wang's eldest daughter?" Jian Youzhi wanted to get closer.

    Erya was obviously a little flustered and took a step back.  The bowl of soup in his hand shook like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, tinkling incessantly.

    Jian Youzhi sighed: "So, I am hated by others?"

    Erya nodded hurriedly, suddenly looked at Jian Youzhi with wide eyes, and shook her head like a wave.

    "Alas, it seems that I must have been a prodigal before." Jian Youzhi shook his head.He sighed and stretched out his hand, "Bring it here!"

    ¡°What¡ª¡ª¡± Erya subconsciously took another step back, stumbling even more.

    Jian Youzhi shook his head again, stepped forward, picked up the bowl of soup, ate it in one bite, and said to Erya, "Go!"

    Seeing the two girls running away, Jian Youzhi suddenly bent his bow and shot at the vulture: "Hou Yi shot the sun like - like -!"

    Erya walked back in a panic, and met an old man in his fifties. He glared at her and shouted: "Why are you in such a hurry? You knocked over the bowl. Watch your skin carefully!"

    Erya hurriedly made a blessing and stood on the roadside: "Hello, Uncle Wu!"

    The old man looked at Erya: "Is the little official making trouble again?"

    Erya nodded hurriedly.

    "Leave it to him, as long as he doesn't gamble!" The old man shook his head, "The owner of the village is just a single child. He is usually spoiled and gets some bad reputations. Shopkeeper Su's breakup of the engagement this time is also due to his fault.  There are some excuses. That¡¯s all, that¡¯s all, go ahead and serve the little officials!¡±

    Erya responded and ran away in a hurry!  As he ran, he patted his newly budded breasts with his hands and took a breath, "It's okay, it's okay, I don't remember it!" Don't remember?  I remember that before Xiao Guanren fainted, he always liked to be careless. Fortunately, I was alert and did not let him take advantage.

    It¡¯s just that in the past few days, Xiao Guanren always feels strange when he wakes up. His mind seems to be abnormal. Could it be that he is suffering from mental illness?  This is good, it saves him from having to use his hands and feet, and it is quieter!  It's just crazy, it's scary!

    Jian Jinyin has also been worried about her son's behavior in the past few days. Although his behavior is a bit strange, his speech and conversation are normal, so he gradually feels relieved.

    More than a month passed like this.  It's spring time, early spring in February, and the entire village is busy. Even Jian Youzhi's parents often go out to supervise the spring plowing and supervise the work. Only Jian Youzhi in the entire village seems to be doing nothing.  , bored all day long.

    "Erya, pack it up!"

    Erya nodded hurriedly, and as soon as he took a step, he looked at Jian Youzhi blankly.  For the past month or so, Jian Youzhi behaved in a well-behaved manner, and his behavior was no longer hairy, which made Erya less wary.

    "Go to Kaifeng Mansion!" Jian Youzhi waved his hand!  As a landlord, Cheap Daddy still bought a house in Kaifeng Mansion.  By the way, we also supported the high-priced real estate industry in Kaifeng.  Of course, there is also a small and medium-sized store.

    ¡°Ah¡ª¡ª¡± Erya was stunned for a moment, then shook his head suddenly.

    "You make the decision or do I?" Jian Youzhi chuckled.

    ¡°It¡¯s the little officials who make the decision!¡±

    "That's right!" Jian Youzhi nodded and touched his arms. Unexpectedly, his predecessor had saved fourteen and fifty taels of scattered silver. If he hadn't taken this opportunity to visit the prosperous place of the Song Dynasty, he would have been disappointed.  A rebirth.

    "Go¡ª¡ª" Jian Youzhi said something in English in a very cool way.

    The manor is only half a day¡¯s journey from Kaifeng, so of course it¡¯s by horse-drawn carriage.  Normally, we ride in an ox cart, but during the spring plowing, the oxen have all gone to the ground, making it impossible to sit.  On weekdays, I kept a few horses, so I converted them into horse-drawn carriages, which were just more bumpy than the ox-carts.

    In only half a day's journey, Jian Youzhi stopped the car five times, squatted on the roadside and vomited three times.  Obviously, this popular Kaifeng tour has become Kaifeng's most popular tourist attraction.

    After entering the city gate, Erya became restless and twisted around in the carriage.

    "You have hemorrhoids?" Jian Youzhi asked.

    Can't understand!  Erya stopped moving and looked at him.

    "Want to talk?"

    Erya nodded fiercely.

    "Then tell me!"

    "You - you -" Erya said, looking straight outside.

    Jian Youzhi nodded: "Are you afraid that I will bring bad luck to Shopkeeper Su?"

    Erya nodded suddenly again.  If that were the case, Uncle Wu would break her legs.

    Jian Youzhi chuckled and reached out to touch Erya's servant girls: "Don't worry, he will regret it if I am as beautiful as a tree in the wind!"

    Erya curled her lips.  Then she suddenly froze. Just now, the official touched her bun, but she didn't move away!  This new discovery made Erya suddenly panic.

    The carriage stopped in front of a liquor store.

    "Spring is so beautiful -" Jian You got out of the carriage and stretched.

    Erya followed closely behind, and the driver led the carriage towards the backyard.

    "This is my shop?"

    "Yes!" Erya pulled back slightly, her vigilance increased significantly. It was obvious that she had reflected on her performance just now.  This girl is very alert.

    "My house also sells??  " Jian Youzhi nodded, and the waiters in the shop had already come forward to greet him. He respectfully welcomed the young master into the inner room of the shop and served them tea.

    "Bah!" What kind of tea is this? Jian Youzhi took a sip.

    "Here comes the little official!" A man of about thirty or so with a three-goat beard came in and bowed his hands in greeting.

    "You are -" Jian Youzhi really couldn't remember this person, but he had to pretend.

    "It's understandable that the little official can't remember the villain Wang Santong. The villain was only used by the old village owner a few years ago. He has often visited the old village owner in these years, but he is not blessed.  I missed the official several times, and I deeply regret it!" The man's words were quite pleasing to the ear.

    "How about this wine?" Jian Youzhi nodded.

    "I don't dare to boast about anything else. The wine made under the supervision of the old owner is also famous in Kaifeng Mansion. Only the Bi Yuchun from the Pan Family Panyang Restaurant and the Jade Liquor from the Su Family Juxian Restaurant are slightly better." Wang Santong  There was quite a look on his face.

    "Does my wine have a name?"

    "The old owner of the village named it himself and called it Bai Bu Dao!"

    "Could it be the Mongolian sweat medicine sold at my house?"

    "It's not sweat medicine, it's good wine!"

    "Oh, I understand!" Jian Youzhi hesitated, "Why don't we call it Bai Bu Zui!"

    "Good name, good name!" Wang Santong nodded hurriedly.

    "Bring me a pen and ink!" Jian Youzhi praised him and became very proud.  Not long after, the boy presented him with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, grabbed the pen and wrote three words in big letters - Baibu Zui.

    "It's framed and can be hung outside!" Jian Youzhi looked at these three words and felt quite satisfied, but Wang Santong looked embarrassed and laughed dryly.

    "how?"

    "Good calligraphy, good calligraphy!" Wang Santong hurriedly cupped his hands to congratulate, "More concessions than the old village owner who refused to succeed!"

    "That's good, old owner - uh, does my father have any calligraphy reservations?"

    "Isn't this what it is?" Wang Santong pointed to the three characters "hundred steps down" hanging on the inner wall.

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    "Good calligraphy!" Jian Youzhi looked at his father's calligraphy and then at his own. His face finally turned pale, from white to black, from black to normal, "It's framed and hung next to my dad!"  "

    Dare you laugh at my words?  Hanging next to my father's calligraphy, this is still a good calligraphy.

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