When the Emperor Dresses Up as a Man and Wife of a Rich Family [Ancient and Modern]

"Ayan, it's right for you to come to me! You can't live in a place like the Rong family that eats people."

Fang Ming enthusiastically carried his suitcase, the corridor was narrow and there was no room for two of them to walk side by side, Qi Yan could only follow behind him, watching his high-end suitcase being scratched by the wall.

This is an old-fashioned residential building with a history of more than 20 years. There is no elevator. Fang Ming lives on the eighth floor.According to him, the eighth floor is the top floor. It is tiring to climb the stairs and it is still hot.The only upside: it's cheap.

"Fortunately, I was smart back then. Taking advantage of the fact that the housing prices in Mingcheng did not soar, I borrowed the down payment from my brothers around me. Don't look at this old house with only more than 60 square meters, and I will be a house slave for ten years!"

This house is located in the old city of Mingcheng, the vegetable market is downstairs, and there are hospitals and schools not far away.Qi Yan came here by bus according to the address Fang Ming said on the phone before, and finally experienced the congestion of this new era.

On the bus just now, he was almost squeezed into a meatloaf.

When Fang Ming opened the door, Qi Yan once again saw the embarrassment of modern life.The [-]-square-meter house is divided into two bedrooms and one living room. The living room is less than ten square meters except for the sofa, coffee table and TV cabinet. The whole room is even smaller than his room in Rong's house!

It's no wonder that when Chen Mingli talked about the 700-odd Rong family, she usually had a sense of superiority, and Qi Yan looked at Fang Ming with pitiful eyes.

It's really not easy for ants and small people to live in the world...

"Come on, this is your room." Fang Ming pushed open the door, and what he saw was a small single bed with dust on the wall.In this small room, apart from sleeping...the only thing I can do is sleep.

Qi Yan: "..."

He has traveled from the majestic king of a country to this era and turned into a small ant, what is the reason for this!

"Okay, don't be disgusted! This house is not as beautiful as the Rong family's garden villa, but I'll cover you anyway. Brother, I'm also making some appearances in the entertainment industry, and I'll bring you back to my roots later. Okay, you won't die from starvation." Fang Ming grabbed Qi Yan's shoulders and said, "Hi, brother" authentically: "Let's go, eat first, and then clean up the house later."

The small square table was covered with red film paper, and a bamboo chopstick was inserted in the oil-stained cylinder, with mildew stains still visible on it.When Qi Yan touched it, the plastic chair was sticky and stained with oil.

"Sit down, what are you still doing?"

Fang Ming sat down with a big knife and a golden knife, and shouted at the boss: "Ten skewers of mutton skewers, eight skewers of pork kidneys, two grilled chicken wings, four skewers of enoki mushrooms, a plate of grilled eggplant..."

There was a lot of people around, and the small barbecue restaurant was crowded with men and women.Qi Yan looked around and found that everyone was eating meat and drinking heavily, so he held back his nausea and sat down slowly.

"Would you like beer or a drink?" Fang Ming picked up the unwrapped toilet paper on the table, pulled out a few and wiped his chopsticks indiscriminately.

"Drink... drink." When going out, drinking alcohol can easily cause trouble, this is Qi Yan's rule.

Fang Ming went to the freezer to get himself a can of Budweiser, and took a bottle of Wanglaoji and put it in front of Qi Yan.

"Crack..." Fang Ming opened the can, bubbles burst out of it, and Qi Yan stared straight at it.

"I'll go, you won't lose your memory, you can't even open a bottle of drink?"

When Fang Ming saw him like that, he knew he didn't know how to drive.Qi Yan nodded meekly, memory loss has always been his best excuse.

"It's really troublesome, come on, watch." Fang Ming slowed down, and Qi Yan silently wrote down the steps of how to open the can.

He imitated Fang Ming and drank the contents of the bottle in one gulp. It was sweet and tasted a bit like the herbal tea he drank in the past.

But what he was more interested in was the can of Budweiser in Fang Ming's hand. The wine in this world still has bubbles, which is really interesting!

"Brother, your order is here!" A young man served several pots of skewers in succession, the skewers were steaming, and the aroma made people feel hungry.

"There are so many barbecue stalls in Mingcheng, this one tastes the best. Before you 'married' into Rong's house, we used to come here often. Fuck, it's so hot!"

Fang Ming picked up the grilled wings and gnawed them. Qi Yan felt that the other party's eating was too ugly, so he picked up the chopsticks and moved the meat on the bamboo sticks to the plate, and picked them up piece by piece.

Really gentle.Fang Ming looked at his sitting posture, and then at his eating, wondering if he knew that this kid came from a slum, and thought it was a rich man who sneaked out to experience folk life.

The smell of meat mixed with cumin rushes straight to the taste buds, Qi Yan has never eaten such delicious barbecue!Born in the royal family, and has been on the throne for five years, he eats a lot of delicacies. He didn't expect that the street food in this world is even more delicious than the imperial chef in the palace!

Incredible!

The two ate more than 200 yuan for this meal. Qi Yan wanted an extra bottle of Budweiser at the checkout, and Fang Ming boldly took a dozen home.

Back at Fang's house, Qi Yan once again experienced the difficulty of being a "little ant".

There are no servants here, and you have to do all the cleaning of the house yourself.Fang Ming saw that he couldn't figure out the way to clean the bed, and while chanting "Fucking amnesia, I even forgot to work", at the same time, he snatched the towel from his hand and wiped the bed board quickly.

After more than half an hour of tossing, the small room of about ten square meters was finally cleaned up.Fang Ming took Qi Yan out to drink beer, and the highlights of the World Cup were replaying on TV.

"Fuck, Cristiano Ronaldo's shot is perfect!"

Qi Yan saw a group of people running around a ball from left to right, and then from right to left on TV, thinking that the hobbies of people in this world are really weird.

He tried to take a sip of beer, which tasted like wine but not wine, the bubbles were bubbling in his mouth, and it tasted strange.

"Don't worry, you can't get drunk with beer."

Fang Ming touched the bottle with him, and an advertisement happened to be inserted on the TV, so he simply turned off the TV, and the room immediately fell into silence.

"Now you should tell me why you left the Rong family, right?"