Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 56
The eight-treasure dish is full of color, fragrance, and black and white sesame seeds. All kinds of vegetables and mushroom shoots are cut into even filaments, and presented by the hands of the puffers.

The ear rake is bright in color and delicious in taste.

Stewed bones are loose and rotten...

The meat soup is even more poetic, the smashed frangipani is as blurred as morning fog, thickened like a mist, and the embellishment of minced meat, minced mushrooms, green onion and ginger is just right.

Fangzheng enjoys a single room in the Yuding Building to himself, and is savoring delicious food by himself.

A perfect meal and a good mood.

Such a meal costs six qian, and ordinary people naturally cannot enjoy it.

Wu Hai declined the invitation to dine together, watching Fangzheng sip slowly, he couldn't help but become more and more sure that his host's family background was unusual.

Ordinary people have two meals in the morning and evening.

And the owner,
Three meals a day are essential.

And you can't just eat dry rice, but also have dishes to match, at least two dishes.

The boss eats meat and never sucks the marrow from the bones. Even the meat on the bones is thrown away after a few bites. It is a waste of heartache.

Basic necessities of life, food, housing, and transportation, all kinds of inconspicuous little habits, all show that he is different.

Didn't he develop such extravagant habits from a young age?
Fortunately, although the boss is from an extraordinary background, he does not have that high-ranking and domineering attitude, but is very approachable.

Not even an ignorant person.

As for the frequent disappearances, the origin of the porcelain is unknown, and it should be that the owner got in touch with the main family, otherwise how could there be so much silver?
Fangzheng didn't know what was going on in Wu Hai's mind, seeing him staring at him, he couldn't help asking:
"Look at what?"

"Sit down and taste if you want to eat."

"No, no." Wu Hai returned to his senses and shook his head quickly:

"I just thought... my boss is so knowledgeable."

"That old fan has been immersed in porcelain making for decades, and he knows as much as his master. When you said dragon kiln, his expression was funny just thinking about it."

"I'm just standing on the shoulders of giants." Fangzheng waved his hand:
"Old Fan can think of adjusting the method of firing porcelain, in fact, he has surpassed many people. It is because of people like him who improve from generation to generation that there are dragon kilns and town kilns."

"pity!"

"The descendants of the Fan family are not literate, so they can't record it, it's all handed down."

"That's because they didn't meet their boss." Wu Hai sincerely handed over:
"You allow them to read and write, and you are willing to invest in the construction of the school. This is a kindness that is higher than the sky to the Fan family."

Fangzheng shook his head, not much.

After all, he is not a native of another world, and he doesn't like to exploit people like livestock. As long as there is profit, he doesn't mind doing good deeds.

Besides, it didn't cost much.

"This boy."

As soon as the two walked out of the restaurant, they were stopped by one person.

The other party is holding a high banner with four big characters written on it, a black mole on the left cheek, and a three-inch beard on the temples, and he is stroking his beard.

"Young master Yintang is dark, and his mind and soul are different. I am afraid that there will be unreasonable disasters recently, and it may even involve his life!"

"Bastard!" Wu Hai's complexion changed drastically:
"Fortune teller, if you want money, you can just tell me, why curse my boss?"

Fangzheng's complexion was not good. He was walking on the street and was suddenly stopped and said he would die. He must be unhappy.

"The old man is telling the truth."

The fortune teller looked around Fangzheng up and down, with doubts in his eyes:

"This son feels dizzy recently, can't sleep at night?"

"Heh..." Fangzheng said softly:
"Then you're wrong. I eat well, sleep soundly, and live an unbelievably comfortable life. It seems that your bluffing skills are not very good."

"How could it be?" The fortune-teller was taken aback, and made a silent calculation with his fingers:

"Shouldn't be!"

"It really shouldn't be." Fangzheng pushed the opponent aside:
"Please let it go."

"Young Master." The fortune teller staggered when he was pushed, seeing Fang Zheng about to leave, he hurriedly said:

"The old man often looks at people at Narcissus Embankment. If you feel unwell, you can go there and find me."

Fangzheng walked away without looking back.

"It doesn't make sense!"

Watching the two leave, the fortune teller frowned:
"It has been seven days since the curse of nailing the soul on the body, there is no reason and no symptoms, but the surname Fang is full of energy, and at most some foreheads are dark."

"This……"

"what happened?"

After thinking for a while, he put away the long flag and left quickly.

Soon.

The figure appeared in front of a ruined temple.

Pushing open the door and entering, there is a covered sedan chair parked inside the temple, guarded by four strong women, as if they are waiting for the owner inside to come back.

The fortune teller bowed his head and entered the temple, first offered incense, and then came to the backyard by familiar ways.

"Uncle Master!"

"Uncle Qinggu!"

When several young people saw him, they saluted one after another.

"Ah."

Qing Gu nodded casually, walked quickly to a room, opened the hidden partition and took out a palm-sized scarecrow from it.

The scarecrow is pasted with a yellow talisman, and a few strands of hair are wrapped around it. The limbs, head, and heart are all pierced by steel needles, which looks extremely intrusive.

"The spell is not broken."

After checking it again, Qing Gu looked bewildered:
"How is this going?"

"Could it be that the hair is wrong and I cursed the wrong person?"

"Ask Junior Sister!"

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Sun Die sat on the stool, showing anxiety, rubbing the corners of the clothes back and forth with both hands, and even the corners of the clothes were torn apart.

She was also in a hurry, and came to such a place privately in order to have a child.

There is no god in the wild temple, and most of the tenants are people from different religions and high-ranking schools, so they are not allowed to appear on the stage. If Yu Yanghong knew about it, he would definitely not let her come.

But I heard that the sorceress here helped many women get pregnant, and the medicine they prepared had miraculous effects.

With the hope of just in case, she sneaked here.

'I can't be childless! '

'My stomach hasn't moved after several years of marriage. Although my husband didn't say anything, he was ridiculed by many people and drank his sorrows every day. '

'If I have no descendants, the Sun family's property will also fall into the hands of side branches, and I will have no face to see my grandparents. '

'Not only do I want to have children, I also want to have two, one to continue the incense of my husband, although he is married, but he can't be wronged. '

As her thoughts turned, her expression froze.

'Anyway, I must be pregnant! '

"Senior brother, you should find out if you have found the right person." Behind the curtain, the voice of 'Sorceress' sounded, it was clear and sweet:
"I have something else to do here."

"Yes."

The other person was obviously very afraid of his 'junior sister' and fell silent for a moment.

"Wow..."

The curtain was lifted, and a dignified and noble woman in white came walking.

Sun Die asked herself that she was good-looking, but working all day and being busy, her body was more vulgar, and she was far less refined than the other party.

Temperament alone is a bit worse.

Moreover, she was worrying about business, handling family affairs, and thinking about her pregnancy every day. She was exhausted and weak, and wrinkles were already visible on her face and her skin was dull.

On the other hand, women are enviable in their maintenance.

"Miss Sun."

The woman spoke crisply:
"The medicine is ready."

"Oh!" Sun Die came back to his senses, subconsciously lowered his head and dared not look at the other party, for fear of feeling inferior:

"Miss Qingxia, shall I drink now?"

"Just go back and drink." Qingxia smiled and said:
"After drinking it, it's best to have sex on the same day. After seven days, take the second dose of medicine. There are three doses in total. After the third dose, you should be pregnant."

"Really?"

Sun Die showed apprehension. She had been hit so many times that she couldn't believe it easily.

"It's true."

"How much is the consultation fee?"

"There is no need to pay the consultation fee for now." Qingxia waved her hand:
"When Miss Sun is pregnant, come here again."

(End of this chapter)