Dao Shaohua

Then, Yang Xiuming lost again!

"I don't believe it, give it another shot!"

This time, the three of them gathered together and fought against the old man.

"Brother, your step is wrong, you are going wrong!"

"Xia Liang, you command blindly, how can you play chess like this!"

"Old Zhang, you stay and go, you stinky chess basket."

Three people in one, one can't, and the other two can't be too strong, they really can't play chess.

Yang Xiuming finally shouted speechlessly:

"Come on, let's unite our minds!"

Suddenly the three of them fit together and played chess together, I couldn't believe it!

Then lose again!

Mr. Dafang hummed a little tune.

He looked down on Yang Xiuming.

"Go on, go on, I don't believe it!"

Zhang Yue said: "Can I cut off this old man?"

Go ahead and lose again!

Yang Xiuming continues to come again...

Next, the father is here.

"Third, it's getting dark, you still don't go home for dinner!"

Yang Xiuming looked outside, his innocence was so dark, he didn't know how many games he had lost.

Zhang Yue said: "I lost thirteen games!

Can I kill this old man? "

Mr. Dafang put away the chessboard with a smile and said:

"Come again.

You father and son are my latest source of happiness, and we will fight again tomorrow! "

Yang Xiuming and his son left.

Walking outside, Yang Xiuming couldn't help complaining:

"Dad, don't play chess with this old guy in the future, he is not a good person!"

Yang Dejun said: "Playing chess is secondary. He promised me to play chess with him and teach me the recipe for making croissants!"

"Do you think I can't beat him? I let him go, fooling him, in order to learn his skills!"

Strongly explained that Yang Xiuming knew that his father could not do it, and he could not do it either!

Yang Xiuming said: "Dad, you are a mantou maker. Learn how to make bread with him? Don't you feel sorry for our mantou shop?"

Yang Dejun thought lightly, gave Yang Xiuming a hug, and said:

"What do you know, I'm a spiritual chef, specializing in pastry baking.

Yinzhou City is full of poor people who cannot afford the pasta I baked, so I started making steamed buns when I had no other choice.

Uncle Dafang is capable, and the bread is so delicious, I will learn some skills from him now, so that I can live up to my status as a spiritual chef! "

Yang Xiuming didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, Yang Dejun was taken aback, and said:

"What Yinzhou, we are Zhanjiang, what kind of Yinzhou is there..."

After speaking, he remained motionless.

Yang Xiuming was dumbfounded, what's going on?

Is this feeling the world of mortals?

Is father going to wake up?

But the father soon recovered, and said:

"Go, go home, if you don't go home, your mother will be turned upside down!"

It's a pity, it's one step closer to perfection.

After returning home like this, my mother was furious.

In fact, in Yinzhou City, my mother was not like this, she was very gentle and considerate.

But here, I like to chatter when I have nothing to do, but this chatter is not for nothing, in Yang Xiuming's view, it is a kind of expression of love.

Yang Xiuming quite liked his mother's nagging, and his father seemed to be addicted to it too.

In Yinzhou City, life is in danger at all times, and the mother can only hide her fear and deliberately be gentle to make her relatives comfortable.

Now here, there is no danger, just let go of your true nature.

The second breakfast is still bread, continue to work, and Yang Xiuming gets off work early.

Unconvinced, he went to play chess with Da Fang.

This is not just him, Zhang Yue and Fu Xialiang are also the same.

"Brother, don't be afraid. I went back last night, found three chess books, and studied them all night. I will definitely beat him."

"Me too, but I found five who can play chess and learned it all night!"

"You guys, if you don't cultivate well, you will lose your ambition!"

Entering the bakery, the old father was wearing pastry clothes and working there.

Looks like you really learned your craft!

Mr. Dafang saw Yang Xiuming coming, he laughed and said:

"Are you here for revenge?"

"Must, I studied three chess books last night, this battle must be won!"

Then, Yang Xiuming was abused again.

After losing the next game, Yang Xiuming was sweating profusely and continued to lose.

Losing and losing, old man Dafang doesn't like to play anymore.

"You are good at cooking and love to play. You should study the chessboard carefully today, and I will teach you tomorrow."

The old man Dafang not only educated Yang Xiuming on the chessboard, but also went to Yang Dejun's side, inspected the work, and even sprayed him!

"How did you get along here?"

"Haven't you eaten? Don't you have strength?"

"You also open a shop with this craft, if you can't do it, give me a new one!"

Yang Dejun kept nodding, honest and obedient.

Yang Xiuming looked at it, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that his father was working for nothing and being exploited generously.

"What's the matter? Do you feel sorry for your father?

Then you come, you help your father! "

"That's it? Your old Yang family is still competing with me? I think you will go bankrupt within a year!"

In this way, the father and son went home at night.

Yang Xiuming murmured, "Why is this bread so difficult to make? It's not so difficult for me to practice?"

Zhang Dejun replied with a smile: "If it is not difficult, how can it be so delicious.

Otherwise, how would I learn this way?

Son, continue tomorrow, we will steal all the craftsmanship of this old man! "

The next day, the two went to work again in Bai.

Yang Xiuming has to be responsible for losing the chess, which is really impossible.

The three of them worked together, but they couldn't do it.

Mr. Dafang was very happy to see two free laborers:

"Blessed are you father and son, I will teach you something real!

Remember, the great way of the world is hidden between square inches, and there are universes in the subtleties.

Everything is dense in a square inch, full of heart, filling the universe, nothing more than this principle.

There is a world between square inches.

Don't underestimate this for making bread.

This place hides the supreme law of heaven in the world, and the mastery of industry is the result of diligence and lack of play..."

After a lot of reasoning, Yang Xiuming and his son couldn't help nodding their heads.

However, when playing chess the next day, Yang Xiuming found that there was a chess record next to it. These words were all in the game record, and the old man even recited two sentences wrong... 7200

Day by day passed by like this, and the days were very relaxed, like a fairy, without any worries.

In a blink of an eye, at the end of the month, Yang Xiuming silently calculated that three months had passed, the time had come, and it should be time to change the world again.

There are already three people in the family, the elder brother Yang Xiuqing, the fourth younger brother Yang Xiuchun, and the fifth younger sister Yang Xiuxia, all of whom were promoted to the Tibetan God Sect.

Therefore, no matter how the world changes, the Yang family will not be separated.

It's just that three months is worth a year, and the unreasonable consumption of life is really unbearable.

However, based on Yang Xiuming's understanding of his eldest brother, he would never watch his family members waste their lives in vain, but he didn't do anything. There must be a reason for it, but he didn't know it.

When it was time to change the world, Zhang Yue and Fu Xialiang came here, and Yang Xiuming waited silently on the bed.

Around midnight, suddenly, the world seemed to stand still.

It's like time pauses.

The earth trembled slightly, and everything seemed to change quietly.

The general topography of the world, mountains, canyons, rivers, rivers and seas, remain unchanged.

But the details of the environment, such as the city where people live, the buildings they live in, and the clothes they wear, all change quietly.

From the original modernity, it has suddenly become a feeling of the end of the world.

The buildings are dilapidated, the streets are in chaos, and there are littered waste everywhere.

First, the world changed, the world shifted, and an era was directly changed.

As times change, all people, too, will begin to change.

People also changed quietly, from the original real people to survivors living in the last days.

The clothes are automatically dirty, the house is automatically dilapidated, sent to different places, and the memory in the brain is also changed accordingly.

They are all survivors of the last days, and all their memories have changed quietly.

Unreasonable places, automatic optimization, become reasonable.

If it is really impossible to change, it will be directly sealed and deleted, so that they cannot remember.

In a family like Yang Xiuming, some people awakened to join the Tibetan God Sect, the family members remained the same, and the family status was very good.

Their family has become a steamed bun seller in the last days...

In the past three months, they will not be wronged, and it is also a good day.

Others are unlucky, families are broken up, relatives change, memories change...

If you can feel this change, Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, roar and question, and get out of this change.

This means that you have escaped from the magic circle of the world of mortals. Through this awakening, you can be promoted to the Tibetan God Sect and escape from this melting pot.