Fan Wuchang and others were carrying weapons in their hands, thinking they were bandits who were robbing their families, so they quickly blew and knelt down, "Good man, I have no money at home!"

Zhao Langjiang looked at the yard, pointed to the east wing and said, "I live here, you live opposite."

Fan Wuchang ignored him, stood up and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Zhao Langjiang threw the knife at the stone pier at the door, and the blade was buried in the stone pier, which scared Fan Wuchang to the face of pale. Zhao Langjiang said, "We have no place to live, so we can lend you a house for a few months. By the way, we will take care of our meals. Don't worry, we won't give you money."

Xiao Hongyu fell in love with an ear room and said, "I want this room." In a moment, Li Qingcheng and Qingcao also picked up the room. Xiao Jinyan was a little slow, leaving only a side room, close to the thatched cottage.

Xiao Jinyan felt a little embarrassed and said, "Boss Fan, isn't this suitable?"

Fan Wuchang nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, this is not suitable."

Xiao Jinyan pointed to the main house, "Then please clean up your house and I'll just live there."

Fan Wuchang's face turned green and said, "This is clearly a group of robbers!"

"What did you say?"

Fan Wuchang squeezed out a smile, "I said that all heroes and heroes will be welcomed to make my house shine."

Xiao Jinyan patted his shoulder and said, "Boss Fan, this will cost you. Don't worry, our family is not in vain. We are still planning to eat for free, but we are not picky about food. We will eat whatever you eat. It's getting late, so hurry up and cook dinner."

Fan Wuchang was born in a bad situation for no reason, but there were many people on the other side and knew martial arts. He had to stabilize them first, and then after a long-term plan, he found a way to send these plague gods away. He came to the kitchen, picked two spoonfuls of rice with a spoon, thought about it, and grabbed another handful and placed it in a small pocket under the rice bag.

Fan Wuchang was thrifty and kept his family. Every time he steamed rice, he would grab a handful of rice from the pot. In this way, he could save nearly ten kilograms of rice every month. He once proudly called it the philosophy of life, and life should be like this. Otherwise, how could he save this 100,000 taels of silver?

He cursed in his heart, "Let you eat, you will be exhausted!"

After the rice was cooked, they were brought to the table. Everyone looked at the less than a bowl of rice, staring at it, not knowing what to do. Fan Wuchang counted out ten grains of rice himself and put them in his bowl, chewed them slowly, after eating for a long time, patted his stomach, burped, and said, "Everyone, eat quickly, if you don't have enough, add it!"

"Boss Fan, add some meat dish."
Chapter completed!