A leisurely city for solo travelers

Chapter 159 Completion of the Ranch
Fang Xian tried his best to prevent the old man from saying something strange, and finally everyone at the table finished breakfast indiscriminately.

"Let's go." Fang Xian wiped the porridge residue from the corner of his mouth, and then wiped it on the old man.

"I'm going to see the inn too." Ling'er plopped up and hugged Fang Xian's arm.

"Ling'er is the best, let's go, let's go."

"Go and see what's wrong." Yueru tidied up her military uniform.

"..."

"Brother, I will go and help."

"Xiaoxian, wait, Meier and I will go too."

"Xian'er, Mom is going to help clean up."

……

What is neat staff, what is momentum.

The original family of three has become a prominent family. Counting the old man, there are nine people in a row, and no one has ever brought a car along the path.

Fang Xian withstood the pressure and led a group of people forward with their heads held high.

It was still far away from the inn, and I saw a bunch of people gathered there, very bustling.

Fang Xian took a closer look: "They all seem to be villagers... So many people watching? It's too high-profile."

"Masterpiece, there's no way." The old man snorted and raised his sunglasses.

Just as he was talking, Zhen Zhangsi came over from nowhere, with a smirk on his face.

"Brother, I'm here."

"Why are you here..." Fang Fang complained.

Zhang Siyi turned his head, it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, he could see through the world of mortals at a glance.

"...Fang...Fangmei?" Zhang Si was absolutely stunned.

After many days of treatment by Willow Silkworm Gu, there are only two or three spots left on Fang Fang's face, and although there are still some scars, they are completely new.

Whether a girl is pretty or not, and whether she has a good figure, the most basic and crucial point is - cleanliness.Let Diao Chan's face be swollen, let alone an ordinary woman.

Today's Fang Fang, the beauty of the country, the beauty of the sky, the fragrance of the fish and the wild goose dare not say it, but the whiteness and the lotus are more than enough.Without those small bags on her face, even though her appearance is not too outstanding, she is definitely a good girl who makes people want to take a second look.

"What's wrong, it's me." Fang Fang asked with a blushing face, "Does it look good?"

"Good, good... good looking..." Zhen Zhang Si was completely addicted, "I just said, Fangmei, you are not ugly at all, hehehehe..."

"The idiot can't talk at all." Fang Xiaoxiao pushed Zhang Si away, "Come on, let me have a test."

As the group got closer, they saw how amazing this inn really was.

This is a building that subverts Fang Xian's impression of the inn.

From the previous understanding, the inn was only two floors, not too big or too small, supported by a better layer of paint, almost looked like a pile of rotten wood, just like the ancient market in the TV series.

Compared with them, the four-storey inn in front of you can be called half a palace.

It is somewhat inaccurate to say that it is a royal palace. It is not as magnificent or as majestic as a royal palace.

Every decorative pattern on the inn, every wooden railing, highlights a simple and elegant feeling, neither flashy nor rough.

"Why is it so tall? It's much bigger than the one in Yuhang Town." Fang Xian looked up in various ways.

"It's built according to the world's four-star standard, and it will be convenient to report to relevant departments for review in the future." The old man was very proud. This person is too kind and thinks too much.

"Let's go, let's go in first." Fang Xian led a group of people and squeezed in from a crowd of onlookers.

"Xiao Fang, why did you build this so fast?"

"Hello foreman."

"How much does it cost?"

"The foreman knows."

"Can we go in?"

"Ask the foreman."

……

After exhausting all my efforts, I finally pushed away the crowd and came to the main entrance.

Combining classical and modern, the gate of the courtyard stands like the entrance of a tourist attraction, a very tall and magnificent wooden gatehouse, with four golden characters printed on the gate plaque above it - Xianjian Inn.

"I want to call it Fang's Inn."

"I still want to call the Uncle's Inn, hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

The front of the main building of the inn is a small empty space, and even the parking space has been painted. It is hard to find such a responsible foreman these days.

In the midst of sighs, everyone finally entered the inn.

Although the decoration inside is simple and simple, the structure is very similar to a modern hotel, with a lobby and a front desk, and the places to rest and wait are all classical wooden reclining chairs and bookshelves.

Fang Xian went over to touch the furniture: "The legendary red sandalwood? If I just sell it, will I send it away?"

"I brought it from over there. Brother Ye won't let the things in here get out, so give it up." The old man was bored and quickly took him to look elsewhere.

Going straight in is the main restaurant. The environment is basically consistent with the real inn, but the space is more open and there are small partitions that look very chic.The private room is surrounded by gauze curtains, and the table inside looks brighter, with everything that should be there.

"It turns out that it looks so good without wallpaper and without whitewashing the walls." Fang Xian feels that the place is half simple and half natural. , it smells very comfortable.

The bedroom is also based on the four-star standard, and the environment is restored to the ancient style as much as possible, such as red makeup, piercing paper windows, these things that seem to only happen in ancient times can be done here.There is also a birdcage hanging outside the window of each household. The bird species are different, and even the toilet is made of wood.

Fang Xian turned around in a big circle with some dizziness. The level of detail of the old man was beyond imagination, and he couldn't find any faults.

Everyone wandered around, and the old man took Fang Xian to the backyard.

"Is this really a field..." Fang Xian fell down the real wood now, and the backyard has been changed into a Suzhou garden-like existence, with various promenades, gazebos, rockery and small lakes, and lotus flowers wanting to release carp to play in the water, "Master, what is this place?" It's too big, it's clearly an investment of tens of millions... I thought it was just a farmhouse."

"If you want to do it, you have to do it well." The old man took off his sunglasses and wiped his eyes. "It's a product made by the god. It must be a high-quality product. By the way, Toad asked me to bring something..."

The old man dragged Fang Xian to the flower stage again, and saw that it was filled with potted flowers of various colors, and the fragrance was overflowing.

"Help me, thank you Brother Ha and Caiyi."

"And this..." The old man took Fang Xian to the corner again, and there were two decorative swords and antique porcelain vases of four, four, five and five on the ground. Uncle Ding was drawn from the Water Moon Palace."

"You father-in-law don't forget me, I'm very touched..."

"Also, there are tableware given by Aunt Li, sachets given by the Ding sisters, embroidered pillows given by Aunt Yun, books given by Liu Jinyuan, wine gourds given by Jiujianxian, kitchen knives given by the pig-headed monster of the Heavenly Ghost Emperor, and white Miao clan chiefs. The Miao family recipes were given, a cage of pheasants was given by Yu Chun, pajamas were given by the head of the Immortal Sword Sect..."

Although these gifts are not heavy, they all contain the crystallization of memories and emotions.

"A good man really didn't do it in vain."

"It's almost here, let's go to the Harvest Story behind." The old man said that his tongue was dry, and he hurriedly dragged Fang Xian to the next place.

"Wait... What's the goal of the game, what's the reward?"

"With a profit of 50 within three months, this place will belong to you."

"otherwise?"

"When the illegal building is demolished."

"...50." Fang Xian wanted to do some calculations, but realized that he was powerless in this regard. It seemed that he needed a professional accountant. He already had a good young man in mind.

Compared with the amazingness of the Fairy Sword Inn, the Story of the Harvest is too small.

Fang Xian stood there in a daze. The ranch of this Ranch Story was only one mu at best, and it was still in a state of overgrown grass and uncultivated. There were chicken coops, cowsheds and ponds around, and there were small roads leading to the back mountain.

"One acre of harvest, a chicken coop bigger than a public toilet, isn't this too stingy, sir?"

"It's you who are stingy, not me. What do you want me to do with such a small place?"

"That's right, that's right." The management of the ranch is not too troublesome. Fang Xian has some agricultural knowledge and some knowledge.

"But don't underestimate this place." The old man flashed his sunglasses. "The harvesting cycle can be as short as one or two days, or at most no more than half a month. The climate, soil, water and other conditions here are also independent of the surrounding environment. It can be understood as an ideal environment without pollution. .”

"Oh?!" Fang Xian was taken aback, "The harvest cycle is so short... In this case, although there is not much land, it should be just enough..."

"Self-sufficient." The old man smiled proudly, "I have calculated carefully. Also, the production methods of chicken coops and cowsheds are not fattened and slaughtered. They need to be carefully cared for. Feel free to place an order for regular meat production every day.”

"The mood of the livestock... is too much, does the mood determine the quality of the meat? What do you mean by regular meat production?"

"Come here." The old man led Fang Xian to the small warehouse next to the cowshed, where all kinds of meat had been piled up, and it looked like it was still fresh.

"Beef tendon, beef ribs, beef bone marrow, etc., every day."

"It's fucking unscientific!"

"Really? Then I'll change it and let you slaughter it yourself."

"Forget it, it's actually very scientific."

The old man didn’t introduce too much about Harvest Story in detail. After all, he is just a foreman, and Fang Xian still has to dig out more things by himself.

After bidding farewell to the old man, Fang Xian discovered that everyone has found a sense of existence.

Chef Fang was sharpening his knife in the kitchen, very hungry and thirsty: "This guy is easy to use! This big stove is a joy!"

Su Mei was obviously more interested in the pheasants her mother dragged and the chicken coops in the cowshed. She ran around in the pasture with a bunch of chickens, catching up with Fang until the chickens were too lazy to run away.

If Yue is in this kind of building, she seems to have returned to her Lin Mansion in Suzhou. She has a sense of belonging. Of course, it is more of... the desire to control: "Oh ha ha ha ha! Move here!"

Ling'er is interested in everything, and wants to learn how to cook with Chef Fang, and it's like playing with Su Mei on the ranch, so she can't do it all at once.

Wang Yuyan sat on the recliner by herself and flipped through a book.

Fang Fang was sorting out various brochures at the front desk, trying the phone and so on.

The idle father and the idle mother are sitting in the gazebo in the backyard playing with the birds.

As for the real Zhang Si, he always followed Fang Xian every step of the way. He deeply thought that chasing Fang Fang was better than chasing his brother-in-law.

Fang Xian also rolled up his sleeves, knowing that he was about to get busy.

First of all, it is natural to tell the world.

(End of this chapter)