Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

The first thing I heard was, "Yaoyao Kung Pao Chicken only had two chopsticks in it. I guess I don't like this dish." The next thing I heard was, "The stone betting contest isn't over yet. Why did she come back early? I'll ask you later." "Third uncle", "Should the private jet I bought for Yaoyao be painted in orange and white or light blue?", "She will start school soon, so she needs to buy spring clothes"...

Chu Yao never thought that Ji Jinchen usually didn't talk much but had quite a lot of inner drama. In just one minute, she heard at least a dozen inner monologues.

Without exception, it was all about her.

Chu Yao deliberately turned over the contract in his hand, trying to draw his attention to the contract. Sure enough, he thought again, "At first, Chu Boting was unwilling to give Yaoyao shares, but now the entire Chu family belongs to her." ".

Chu Yao laughed dumbly. How should I put it? It was so inhumane.

She signed the contract neatly and said, "I prefer light blue."

Ji Jinchen: "?"

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Chu Yao lay comfortably at home for a few days and went to Dian Province. She lost several pounds from fatigue. She climbed snow mountains and fought martial arts. Even if she relaxed for a few days during the trip, she was still running around. Very physically demanding.

Not surprisingly, she won the stone betting competition with her piece of glass Royal Purple Jade. The participating jade stones did not need to be auctioned on the spot, but were valued by professional appraisers.

The final estimate of that piece of purple jade was over 9 billion, almost two units ahead of the second place.

As for the award ceremony of the Stone Betting Competition, she naturally did not go. The piece of land awarded by the leader was handed over to Jin Xiaoxing, and the two of them split the proceeds 28/28.

However, Chu Yao always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

It wasn't until Su Qiluo asked her cautiously how she had read the novel that she remembered that there was such a thing. Before the Spring Festival, Su Qiluo had asked her to read several novels that were being remade, but she was busy and forgot about it.

There were a total of more than a dozen novels on the list Su Qiluo sent her at that time. Chu Yao read them in order. Most of them she read from the beginning and stopped reading. Only three of them she read from beginning to end.

She sent the titles of the three novels to Su Qiluo. Su Qiluo quickly replied "Received" and asked her which one of them she liked best.

Chu Yao replied: "Feng Ge Jiuzhou".

This book is an ancient tale of power and strategy. The heroine Feng Ge is neither a royal princess nor a daughter of a prince, but just a beggar living on the street.

But even in the beginning of hell mode, she still relied on her extraordinary courage, foresight, and strategizing, and gradually became the most trusted female official around the old emperor.

In the end, Feng Ge and the sixth prince who had been patient for many years supported each other and helped him win the throne, and she became the most favored queen in the harem.

The reason why Chu Yao likes this book "Feng Ge Jiuzhou" the most is because the author is very immersive, the writing style is delicate and unconventional, and the image of every person in the article is very vivid, as if it is her own personal experience. .

Su Qiluo also likes this book very much, but compared to the male protagonist, she prefers the second male lead in the novel who silently devotes himself to the female protagonist.

The reason is probably because the second male is half the same race as her - the second male is a tree spirit who has only been practicing for thousands of years, and can also be regarded as a kind of demon.

Chu Yao searched the Internet and found that there were many people who liked the second male lead, even more than the male lead.

The second male protagonist does not appear many times in the novel, but every time he leaves a very deep impression on the readers, to be precise, he tortures the readers to death every time.

The story begins on a snowy day. Dozens of cities have fallen to the enemy, and the residents who originally lived in the cities have also been expelled.

There were tens of thousands of these refugees. They could only walk along the official road towards the imperial capital in an attempt to find a place to stay.

Along the way, many people died of freezing, starvation, and illness. Feng Ge was lucky and could pick up some food every time, but he was almost reaching his limit.

When passing by a wealthy family, a potbellied man came out with three or five maids. One of the maids sneezed, which suddenly made the man furious. He picked up a whip and beat her to pieces.

However, Feng Ge envied those maids in her heart. Even if the master was harsh and beatings and scoldings were common, she would still have a mouthful of food to eat and would not freeze to death on the street.

And a refugee like her who had escaped without household registration could not work as a maid.

Feng Ge was still begging for food on the street. Occasionally there would be wealthy businessmen in the city giving porridge, but there were too many homeless people on the street. Feng Ge was so thin that he couldn't steal them from others.

The weather was cold, and she had no clothes to keep out the cold. Just when she was about to freeze to death, she saw a towering fir tree that still maintained its emerald green color even in winter.

Feng Ge couldn't help but walk towards the cedar tree. When he got closer, he discovered that the cedar tree actually grew in a temple. The temple looked like an ancient temple. There was no snow on the steps outside the gate, which meant that the temple was Inhabited.

She was so happy that she wanted to go into the temple to escape the wind and snow. If there were kind-hearted monks living there, she might be able to have a good meal.

But due to lack of physical strength, Feng Ge's legs were as heavy as lead. She moved slowly towards the temple. When she was only a short distance away, she fainted from the cold...

When she woke up again, she was already in a bamboo hut. A gentle man in a green shirt stood beside her bed, handing her a bowl of decoction to relieve the cold and relieve the yang.

His name was Chang Lin, and he called himself a hermit in the mountains. He had passed the Jinshi examination in his early years, but he knew that he had no talent for being an official, so he returned to the countryside.

Feng Ge felt that he should be an immortal enshrined in the temple, because she had never seen anyone as kind as him.

In that turbulent dynasty, people would sell their wives and children just to have a piece of food, and they would fight to the death. No one would do anything without benefit, but Chang Lin took her in.

She had never dared to imagine a life like this with enough food and clothing.

Tens of days later, Feng Ge's typhoid fever had recovered, but she did not dare to tell Chang Lin because she was afraid that he would kick her out.

However, Changlin only said: "If you want to stay, you can stay."

Changlin's bamboo house is located on a barren mountain. The road in the mountain is rugged and winding, with many forks. In the first one or two years, Fengge could not walk down the mountain alone. Gradually, Changlin took her along. After doing it many times, I got to know the mountain roads.

Eight years passed by. Changlin not only taught Fengge reading and literacy, but also taught her arithmetic, astronomy, medical science, business methods, etc. He seemed to know everything, which made Fengge even more convinced of his status as an immortal.

One day, Changlin sent Feng Ge out to purchase medicinal materials as usual, but when Feng Ge came back, there was no trace of the bamboo house.