"A stove for cooking?"

After hearing Fang Yi's question, Man Jun was stunned. He had already used natural gas in the city, so how could he use stoves? If Man Jun hadn't burned firewood at home when he was a child, he wouldn't even know what the word stoves mean.

"Xiao Fang, I don't need a stove to cook in the city now..."

Man Jun smiled bitterly and said, "There are natural gas and stoves at home, but I don't cook here, and there are no pots, pans and spoons. If you want to cook, we will buy a set in the supermarket..."

"Then buy one..." Fang Yi thought for a moment and nodded, and it was okay to let him eat an occasional meal outside. If he ate it every day, Fang Yi would definitely not be able to stand those greasy foods.

"I didn't expect that Xiao Fang, you can still cook. Then Brother Man has to eat with shamelessness..."

When Man Jun heard this, he couldn't help but look at Fang Yi with admiration. He knew that young people nowadays were a little arrogant. For example, his son was not a few years younger than Fang Yi, but let alone cooking, he had never washed the dishes once after dinner since he was a child.

"Hehe, Brother Man, you have a good taste. Brother Yi'er's craftsmanship is not ordinary..." Hearing the conversation between the two, the fat man laughed beside him. Although he had been a cook in the army for several years, he would definitely be at a disadvantage if he wanted to compete with Fang Yi's cooking skills.

"Really?" Hearing the fat man's words, Man Jun was energetic and shouted: "Don't snatch Brother Man afterwards. The things you need to buy are all my own brother Man..."

To be honest, Man Jun felt a little tired of eating in restaurants outside all day, but his wife had to take care of the high school children in the city. He was busy and even if he could cook a few dishes, he was too lazy to do it when he came home. When Fang Yi heard that he wanted to cook at home, he would not be willing to do anything.

Although Man Jun looked fierce with a bald head, his mind was very delicate. He knew that the 20,000 yuan he gave to Fang Yi and others was really short of money, so he said as soon as he entered the supermarket: "Fang Yi, just take whatever you need, Brother Man will pay for it today..."

"Thank you, Brother Man..." Fang Yi replied, but his eyes were staring straight at the big supermarket in front of him.

The supermarket next to this community is a very famous chain supermarket in China. It contains everything from small commodities to large appliances. It can be said that as long as it is something you need at home, you can get it in this supermarket.

Fang Yi, who entered the supermarket, was like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden, and was immediately stunned by the various products. In the end, Sanpao picked some underwear for Fang Yi. After choosing pots, pans and spoons, the fat man brought himself two cigarettes for his own sake.

"Fatty, you can't spend money like this if you are not your own..." When Man Jun checked out, Fang Yi couldn't help but pat the fat man's head. Although the two cigarettes the fat man took were not very expensive, it easily gave people the feeling of taking advantage of him.

"Fang Yi, Brother Man asked me to take it, and that cigarette is also a brand he likes to smoke..." The fat man touched his head and looked aggrieved. When they came home yesterday, they happened to have the cigarette on Man Jun's body disappeared. He smoked half of the bag of cigarettes from the fat man, and then said that he would buy a few of them at home today.

"Well, don't let Brother Man spend money when buying vegetables in the future..."

Fang Yi nodded when he heard this. To be honest, although he is so poor now, Fang Yi does not value money very much, because if he is willing to follow the old path of his master, making money would not be difficult.

Fang Yi learned Taoism from his master, but not only practiced Taoism and qi, but also had some Taoist techniques, such as divination and divination, Feng Shui Ge, talismans and spells to drive away evil spirits, eliminating disasters and praying for treasures, and Fang Yi was good at all. In terms of divination and divination techniques, he was no less than his master.

Fang Yi often heard his master talk about his travels around the world. According to the old Taoist priest, he taught divination and asked questions to high-ranking officials and helped wealthy families to steer the Feng Shui of the feng shui. He was a guest of honor in the homes of many high-ranking officials and giants in Jinling City at that time.

However, the old Taoist priest also told Fang Yi that if those with great abilities do not have a matching mind, they will eventually be lost in their own strength, and even if they have great abilities, they will not be able to end up well.

Therefore, the old Taoist priest asked Fang Yi not to make a living by using Taoist magic after going down the mountain. This does not mean that Fang Yi cannot divine, ask questions and steward Feng Shui for others, but he cannot charge any fees, otherwise it would be a behavior of deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors.

Fang Yi did not feel anything wrong with the master's advice. He was originally a Taoist inaction and calm personality, and had no idea about the class division in real life. If the fat man was not willing to do so, Fang Yi even had the idea of ​​going down the mountain to be a security guard.

As for money, Fang Yi has no money now, but just imagine that a person who can withstand the temptation of a huge sum of money will not take money seriously? Sun Lianda actually took advantage of Fang Yi's morality and had the idea of ​​accepting disciples.

"I know that we are poor and will not be looked down upon by others..."

Hearing Fang Yi's words, the fat man nodded seriously. Although he often acted like he was begging for nothing, his self-esteem was not ordinary, otherwise he would not have quit his job as a security guard because he was discredited.

"We will not be poor for a lifetime!"

Fang Yi patted the fat man on the shoulder. Although there is a saying that hexagrams in divination are not considered oneself, and it is difficult to deduce relatives and friends who have a causal relationship with him. However, from a simple face, Fang Yi can also see that Fat man and Sanpao both have bulging eyebrows, full foreheads, and full noses, and may not be very noble in this life, but they must be rich.

"That's right, aren't we just the bosses now?"

After seeing Boss Man sells a broken fan for 60,000 to 70,000 yuan, the fat man is very impressed with his future life. Yesterday, he dreamed that he would buy two of his roast chicken at one time, and eat one for his own rhubarb.

"Okay, fat man, let's practice the stall first..."

Sanpao poured a basin of cold water on the fat man. He lived in the city for a longer time and knew that the city was not so easy to get along. At least he had land at home to grow food, but if he had a job in the city, life would be very difficult.

"Hmph, Fatty, I'm looking forward to the future..." He fought with Sanpao, and several people walked towards the direction of the Manjun family with their things.

Chaotian Palace is near the Qinhuai River, which is also the old urban area of ​​Jinling. Because of its high population density and the difficulty of reconstruction and planning, many private houses are still retained. Manjun's family is a three-story building rebuilt on the basis of his own house before.

"Brother Man, your yard is big enough. It would be a pity if you don't plant anything?"

When Man Jun opened the gate of the yard, Fang Yi discovered that there was a large yard in the wall and gate. Except for a shed in the middle of the yard that crawled some vines, the ground on both sides of the yard was abandoned.

"My father planted flowers and plants when he was alive, and I was in a waste..." Manjun is now either staying in the shop or running around the country all day long, and he has no time to fiddle with the vegetable fields. He has never watered the vines that are well-grown, and he has only relied on the earth to produce heaven and raise them.

"Brother Man, why don't we grow our own vegetables? Don't worry about eating the vegetables we grow..."

Fang Yi thought for a while and said, when he was eating the vegetables in the restaurant today, he felt that there were some slight toxins inside. Although there would be no harm for a while, it would still cause damage to the body over time.

When Fang Yi was in the mountains, he cultivated a vegetable field of about one acre of size next to the Taoist temple. The vegetables he and his master ate were all grown by themselves. Fang Yi was very uncomfortable with eating natural and pollution-free vegetables and eating greenhouse vegetables in the city.

"That's good, what kind of vegetables do you want to grow? But I really don't know where to go to find such a dish?"

In recent years, the living standards of ordinary people have improved. Man Jun often hears his wife say that the vegetables they buy are all pesticides. If Fang Yi is willing to grow vegetables in his yard, he will be very eager for it. However, including that Man Jun's grandfather never grew the land in his lifetime, it is really difficult for him to talk about farming.

"This matter is easy to deal with. I'll bring it to you in a few days..." The fat man laughed when he heard this. They were all real farmers. It would be a joke if they couldn't even get the vegetables.

"Okay, then I'll bother you guys..."

Man Jun nodded happily, opened the door on the first floor, and said, "I only stay here for four or five days a week, and I don't usually go up to the second and third floors. It's so dirty on it. Let's clean it up together..."

This small building was originally the house of Man Jun’s parents. After his parents passed away, he moved here for convenience in business. However, when a man lives in it, he would not take care of the room. In addition to being able to live on the first floor, the second and third floors were filled with debris and dust.

"Brother Man, do I know what you meant to buy three mops?"

Yesterday, Fatty and Sanpao made do with each other on the sofa in the living room on the first floor for a night and did not go upstairs. When they looked up, the fat man suddenly felt bitter. The dust on the ground was clearly visible when his footprints were stepped on. I don’t know how long it took for Man Jun to clean it.

"Aren't we so many people and powerful?" Man Jun touched his nose and said a little embarrassedly: "I live on the first floor, there are two rooms on the second floor, and one room on the third floor with a platform. As long as you clean it up, it's okay to live on one room on the one person..."

"One person and one room? That's good..." After hearing Man Jun's words, Sanpao became very energetic. Although his family had a house in Jinling, several families were crowded in a house of dozens of square meters, and Sanpao had already planned to move out.

"Hmm? This house is a bit yin?"

After taking the broom and dustpan to the second floor, Fang Yi frowned slightly because he found that the curtains on the second floor were opened, but the outside of the window was blocked by the walls of another building. Several rooms in broad daylight seemed a little dark.

Just after Man Jun turned on the light, several mice and some centipede crawlers ran around from the corners of the wall and under the cabinet, and soon entered the dark corner and disappeared.

"Oh, I'd known to buy some mouse clips and deworming sprays..." After seeing those rat crawlers, Man Jun felt more and more embarrassed. He rarely came to the second and third floors, but unexpectedly, he almost became a rat nest.
Chapter completed!