Song Zixuan nodded vigorously: "Yes, I bought you a house, which may not be too big, but it is enough for you to live in. It is okay to get married and get married, but who will find a lazy guy?"

"Qian Bulai, can you not embarrass your grandfather? Or you can be a blacksmith and open a shop. Even if it is not popular, it will be considered a matter of doing something."

Upon hearing this, Qian Bulai sighed: "I haven't opened it before, but I can buy things and can't manage it. I asked me to sell my grandfather's shop."

Song Zixuan was so angry that he said, "Okay, stop talking about these things. Come to my store to do odd jobs. He has a salary and can buy food. In addition, you can see my kitchen utensils. If you do it, I will ask once!"

Qian Bulai was stunned. This time he did not answer directly. Song Zixuan's determination was something he did not expect.

"This..." He thought for a while and gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll try, but if I can't do it well, don't blame me."

Song Zixuan smiled: "It's good to be a human being!"

Then, Song Zixuan brought a set of Ziyun Iron Kitchenware back home.

Lying in bed, he felt relaxed like he had never experienced during this period.

Since Lachiseus appeared, he has been in a tense state almost every day.

Watching recipes, practicing cooking skills, watching online videos all the time, it's easy... it's impossible for him.

He calculated that the bungalow might be almost ready, and in a few days, his mother and sister should be able to move in.

When you live in a new home, the whole home will be in a new mood.

At some point, Song Zixuan fell asleep with a smile, and this time he slept until after ten o'clock the next morning.

After taking a look at the time, Song Zixuan sat up immediately, and when he saw Fang Rui sitting at the table next to him, he shouted immediately.

"Ruizi, when did you come? Why didn't you call me?"

"Second Master, I called, but you didn't wake up after calling you a few times. Seeing that you were sleeping too heavily, I've been waiting here."

Song Zixuan took a breath and nodded: "Where is Yuwen Xiao?"

"There is something wrong with them, so Gu Xiaobao called him over early in the morning."

Song Zixuan thought for a while: "It seems that the Beggars' Sect is not at ease. Big things are coming soon. If there is anything, we have to help."

"Don't worry, second master, Yuwen Xiao is fine. If you need help, they will tell us."

Then, Song Zixuan got up, washed up briefly, and then went out.

However, as soon as she walked out of the alley and had not gotten in the car, Song Zixuan heard a voice coming.

"My boss Song is amazing. I heard that I drove away Fanbang Zazi last night. Old Fult came to congratulate you."

Song Zixuan was stunned, but he had already realized who it was.

He turned around and looked down, and saw Wang Chengyong wearing a torn shirt, a torn vest, and a torn straw hat. He was sitting under the wall now.

"Oh, prince, it's so good, you're lucky!" Song Zixuan said with a hurried smile.

"It's easy to say, but Boss Song has done such a big thing, it's not appropriate for me to not come. I will take away my green iron fried spoon."

Only then did Song Zixuan understand the purpose of this old man.

It turns out that I want to fry a spoon. I just borrowed it from him last night and I have to pay it back now, which is enough to be stingy...

However, when Song Zixuan thought that the fried spoon had not yet touched the hot water, he felt a little reluctant.
Chapter completed!