future farmer

Wait, can you give me a preview of this kind of suddenly becoming a hero?Also, is it swollen to suddenly have a lot of gold on your face?

Rao Fei Jingshuo, who is used to thinking that his face has been tempered, couldn't help but blush when he saw the affectionate eyes of the anchor of the news and current affairs program.

666 credit or something, if he remembers correctly, it was probably a month ago when I was discussing with Wang Nanping, based on a proposal from Wang Nanping: "Jing Shuo, since we are going to do it, we should do our best. Although the 666 credits earn less, it is enough to let others know our sincerity."

"Ah."

The conversation at the beginning was over very quickly.

Since Wang Nanping rarely asked him, Fei Jingshuo would naturally agree.

As for these extremely affectionate words?

hehe~

Not at all!

It is even more impossible for any employee to reveal something privately moved!

If it is just such a short film, it can only be regarded as an introduction film with a slightly exaggerated style of love, which obviously does not meet the purpose of the news and current affairs program, so the love should be over. Speed's face straightened, and he began to maintain his usual expression and said:

"The following is the well-known doctor of mania research in La Nouweiler, Kai Libode, to describe in detail some symptoms of mania, and the effect of this chicken pot on mania after taking it."

"Hi everyone, I'm Carey Bode. It's a great honor to be invited by the news and current affairs documentary program to participate in this commentary on mania, mania..."

Since news and current affairs documentary programs can take this as a key theme, of course Fei Jingshuo’s chickens are indispensable. Looking at the serious-looking Kelly Bode who is at least 50 years old with gold-rimmed glasses and the straight and serious face in the suit At the same time, the male anchor looked affectionately at the naked and naked chicken that had been cut in half, and all kinds of academic words jumped out...

Suddenly there is a feeling of chaos on the set?

Fei Jingshuo silently exited the optical brain, looked at the very familiar room layout in front of him, and wiped his face.

The total length of the news and current affairs program is one hour, and the news photo about their chicken pot is estimated to be about 15 minutes, which can be said to be extremely important.

Although Fei Jingshuo still doesn't know how Wang Nanping managed to do this in a month, it is clear that Wang Nanping has done more damage than he imagined.

It's hard not to be moved.

Fei Jingshuo's face was slightly red, which was caused by over-excitement, but when the rapid beating of his chest finally calmed down, Wang Nanping raised his wrist, watching Wang Nanping's name light up on the wrist communicator, slightly After several times, he put down the moussa.

Now that Wang Nanping has paved the way, it is time for him to do the rest.

civilian hero...

Even if it sounds like it still makes Fei Jingshuo a little ashamed, but it has to be said that it is really a very passionate word.

***

Yixidi Chicken Pot has never opened since it closed. It’s not that the chicken can’t keep up, but it’s just that before thinking about how to position this chicken pot, both Fei Jingshuo and Wang Nanping think it’s not What a great idea.

But closing down a chicken pot, just like Fei Jingshuo talked with Wang Nanping in January, he would never let such a thing happen.

Fortunately, it was only a month, and Fei Jingshuo simply gave the employees of the Chicken Boiler a one-month leave. Obviously, it's not just as simple as being closed for a month.

When Fei Jingshuo arrived at Yixidi Chicken Pot, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and many shops had already started to close their doors for the day.

"tear."

"La~"

"Poor~"

In the extremely clear and shallow sound, the signboard of a place lit up, and the wide-open store door also revealed the scenery inside the store very clearly, the neatly arranged tables, the signboard of Xu Xurusheng's chicken, and the very faint chicken the aroma of...

This is a chicken pot, his chicken pot.Fei Jingshuo smiled lightly across his brows and eyes.

The night is already quite dark, and the sky is dotted with stars around the moon, which indicates that tomorrow will be a good weather.

And this kind of good weather will also bring excellent luck.

Fei Jingshuo dialed the phone number of an employee of Jibao very familiarly, and made a very gentle promise in the slightly disturbed and dazed eyes in the visual video: "From tomorrow, I will work hard and you will be busy."

Yes, it will be busy from tomorrow, maybe even busier than "Barbecue World", no, not tomorrow, but today.

After cleaning and laying out the shop, put up the signboard that Fei Jingshuo had planned a long time ago on the outside of the store: a huge chicken as the background, and in this background is a line of extremely correct words: "The cure for mania, a chicken pot on the floor, classics Authoritative certification of news, current affairs and chronicle programs." It was not a long sentence, but it obviously contained a lot of gold.

Really good.

"You... hello, can this seat of yours really cure mania?"

When Fei Jingshuo was admiring the signboard, he heard an old male voice, full of anxiety and disbelief.

"Well, yes, but it's not open today, we have to wait until tomorrow."

Fei Jingshuo turned his head with a smile while talking. It was nearly ten o'clock at the moment, and all the shops that were originally flickering lights had been closed, except for a chicken pot shop that was shining brightly. Under this kind of light, standing in his In front of him was a man in his sixties, his face was full of vicissitudes, and his hands were slightly rubbing each other due to nervousness.

"Really? We have to wait until tomorrow, so it's going to be tomorrow, yes, it's almost ten o'clock now, so we must wait until tomorrow."

The man stopped his head slightly and repeated the same sentence, as if he wanted to leave, but for some reason, he didn't move for a long time, but just repeated the same sentence, slightly slapping his shoulders.

At this moment, the old man in the light seemed to have an unbearable weight and his shoulders were crushed.

The slight smile in Fei Jingshuo's eyes receded, "Uncle, do you need to take it because you have mania?"

Even if the gentle voice is too straightforward, it will not make people feel disgusted.

The old man's body stiffened slightly before he raised his head, with lingering sadness on his face full of vicissitudes: "It's not me, if it was me, I'm already at this age, and I will die when I die, but I My grandson...he's only nine years old...he's only nine years old and he's got this disease..."

The old man seemed to want to say something, but the words could not continue after several pauses in a row. The old man sighed heavily: "Sir, I'm sorry to bother you so late, thinking about my The grandson is too impatient, since it's tomorrow, I'll come over early tomorrow morning."

"Uncle."

"Um?"

"There is still a chicken in a chicken pot today. If your grandson is still awake, you can bring him over."

The corner of the elderly man's mouth twitched several times, disbelief flashed in his eyes, and the excitement finally turned into a little apprehension. "Then I want to ask, is the price 666 credits?"

A faint smile flashed across Fei Jingshuo's brows and eyes. In the moonlight, the smile on his brows and eyes seemed to be able to warm the deepest part of the heart.

"No, Uncle, to celebrate being broadcast on the news and current affairs documentary program today, be the first one to come to our chicken pot, and it's all free."

"Really? That's...that's great."

The old man couldn't help but said excitedly, and then seemed to realize that his reaction was too excited, the old man rubbed his hands, subconsciously licked his dry lips: "Please wait for me, manager, I'm going to bring my grandson here right now, he knows he's going to be very happy."

"Ah."

Fei Jingshuo responded, and saw the elderly man disappear in front of him almost at the speed of running.

With 666 credits, I can't speak to this person.

Even though he knew it was wrong, he still couldn't restrain the blood in his heart.

Fei Jingshuo covered his chest with his hands, feeling the slightly accelerated heartbeat in his chest, looking at the elderly man who could no longer be seen in front of him, turned around with a very low sigh and walked into a chicken pot.

Fire the pot, put down the seasoning, wash the chicken, cut into pieces, serve with vegetables. …

Fei Jingshuo is very familiar with everything, although he is no longer required to do these things, but he was the one who thought of this idea first.

Smelling the increasingly strong aroma in his nose, Fei Jingshuo curled the corners of his mouth proudly.

"Grandpa, is this the place?"

"Well, it's here, Qian'er. Grandpa just read the news. It said in the news that as long as you eat the chicken pot here, you can live."

"Live? Is grandpa real? Qian'er can jump up and down like a child, and he will never hurt himself again, and he will never lose his temper with you. Mom, dad, grandpa and grandma will never cry for me again." Yet?"

"Of course, Qian'er."

The elderly man and the child who was supporting him were stunned at the same time. Following the voice, they saw Fei Jingshuo standing at the gate. He could faintly see the rising heat behind him, but his brows and eyes were as gentle and firm as words.

"Qian'er, you see, this is the owner of Yixidi Chicken Pot. He has said so, and it will be fine. Qian'er thanked the boss, and we went to eat. Grandpa can already smell the aroma of chicken." Elderly The man was the first to react, lowered his head and said softly to the child he was holding in his hand.

The old man once said that his grandson was a nine-year-old child, but in Fei Jingshuo's view, the pale face, thin body, and scars on his hands were clearly visible even in the moonlight...

Fei Jingshuo's eyes dimmed involuntarily. Even though he had read countless explanations of mania, when he looked at the most lively age in front of him, it seemed to be dying, and the heaviness was gone. Do not go.

"thank you boss."

The boy who was being supported raised his head, his thin face reflected the extra large eyes. At this moment, the boy bit his lip lightly, his black and white eyes looked at Fei Jingshuo with a very clear expression of gratitude.

Fei Jingshuo unconsciously clenched and loosened his hands, until he looked at the boy's uneasy eyes, Fei Jingshuo tried his best to maintain his usual smile, and said softly: "You're welcome, it's hot and just cooked, now It's just right to eat."