As the No. 2 leader said, since China has made every effort to eliminate domestic spies, international public opinion has undergone some subtle changes.

So that ordinary people can feel something in their lives.

One month later.

Jiang's villa, backyard.

The New Year is approaching, and although it is a bit bleak in winter, the streets and villas have begun to have festive colors.

In the backyard, Bai Lang was digging holes with his two children. Bai Taotao and Liu Duoduo were obsessed with eating chicken recently. Jiang Wan'er went to work in the company. Only old Liu Xian was walking on the street out of boredom with his sore balls.

"Zi Long, what do you think of the earth?"

Zi Long stood on Liu Bufan's shoulder and rubbed his face:

"Master, to be honest, there is nothing good about a place with a big butt, but if you put aside the facts, it is quite nice to have beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers."

"Ha! Why do you talk like a dog now?"

"Hey, aren't I just picking out what you want to hear?"

Liu Bufan shook his head:

"You're a genius too!"

"Master, what are the people on the street busy with? All of them are blushing in the wind and smiling, especially the children. They all look like they have picked up two hundred yuan."

"It's understandable that you don't understand. This is what I'm telling you about Chinese New Year, the most important traditional festival in China."

Zi Long thoughtfully said:

"I understand. In the past, when you were in the village, on certain dates, you would take us to have a big drink with lights and colorful decorations. Is this to celebrate the New Year?"

"That's right, it's just that the days over there in Canglan are different from those on Earth. I could only celebrate according to a fixed time at that time, but to be honest, even though it took so long there, the flavor of the new year

It’s really not as good as here.”

"Roasted chestnuts! Freshly baked chestnuts! They are big, plump and sweet as honey, and they taste soft and jujube paste!"

As Lao Liu walked to the park, he heard a familiar shout. He looked closely and saw that it was the cook from two thousand years ago, wearing a white coat and selling roasted chestnuts in the park.

"Ten yuan for one bag, twenty yuan for two bags, thirty yuan for three bags. It's fair and reasonable. If you pass by, don't miss it!"

Liu Bufan held Zi Long in his hand, and then touched Jiang Cheng's filial twenty dollars in his pocket:

"Let's go, let's eat it in shame!"

"Master, just eat, why are you so impatient?"

"Go, go, go, what does a bird know!"

It is said that this cook from two thousand years ago has almost completely adapted to this society. During this period of time, he not only opened up a business in the park area with his exclusive secret recipe, but also opened a shop nearby with his excellent craftsmanship.

And when he discovered that the customs of celebrating the New Year were still retained, he became even more excited, so he took advantage of the break in store decoration to set up a stall selling roasted chestnuts and feel the lively atmosphere.

After all, this guy is still a living person.

Seeing Liu Bufan walking over in short-sleeved shorts and dragging a bird in his hand, the cook was stunned for a moment. How could he be dressed up like this in this damn weather?

It’s not cold to pee, you bastard!

But when Liu Bufan got closer and saw his face clearly, the guy frowned. He looked a little familiar.

"Sir, would you like some chestnuts to try? I just laughed. They taste so good!"

“Free trial?”

"Well, of course, of course, how can you know if it tastes good or not if you don't try it first?"

"Then I won't be polite."

Old Liu gave Zi Long a look, and the latter jumped from his hand to the pile of chestnuts that had just come out of the pot. He grabbed a chestnut with his paws, then gently pried it open with his beak, and finally handed it to Liu Bufan's hand flatteringly.

inside.

The cook was stunned when he saw the bird's smooth operations. Is this bird so understanding of human nature?

"Don't tell me, these chestnuts are pretty good, how can I sell them?"

"Ten yuan for one bag, twenty yuan for two bags, thirty yuan for three bags, absolutely fair and fair!"

"Okay, give me 15 yuan."

"Forehead..."

"What's wrong? Are you having trouble?"

"I've never sold it like this before."

"That's because I didn't come. I would have sold it like this long ago."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

After saying that, he turned around and weighed chestnuts.

Liu Bufan looked at this man. It was his own coercion that broke his golden elixir at first, but now it seems that he is doing well.

It's just that this set of magic skills is a bit low-level. After all, we are destined to be together, so it makes sense to compensate you with something.

"boss."

"Hey, sir, what else do you want to order?"

"How have you been practicing recently?"

"ah?"

When the cook heard this, he immediately became nervous. I must have been exposed!

If the authorities find out that I have lived for two thousand years, will they take me away and slice me up?

"Look at your expression. It's just a matter of practice. It's nothing shameful."

The cook squinted his eyes, trying to gauge Liu Bufan's strength, but with his little trash level, he really couldn't see through Old Liu's cultivation.

"Forget it, I originally planned to give you an opportunity. If you can't take it yourself, it's not my fault."

After saying that, he took out a twenty-dollar bill and threw it over, then left with the chestnuts.

"Hey? Sir, I haven't changed the money yet!"

"No need to look for it, I'll just compensate you."

The cook was confused. Compensation? Compensation for what? Why is this person so strange?

At this time, an old woman came up and said:

"Boss, don't be too familiar with him. I've seen him several times, and every time he's dressed in the same nondescript style. The last few times he was holding a dog, but this time he was walking a bird.

I talked to a few of my old best friends about him, and we all agreed that there might be something wrong with him."

Seeing the old lady pointing at his head, the cook always felt that he was at a big loss, but combined with Liu Bufan's dress, he felt that what the old lady said was not unreasonable.

"Hey, what's mine is always mine. If it's not mine, I can't force it. Forget it, it's at least an extra 5 yuan. It's not like there's nothing gained."

Besides, Lao Liu, every time he went shopping, he would always wander downstairs of Jiang Wan'er's company without realizing it.

Perhaps the call from somewhere makes the setting of Lao Liu’s wife-in-law extremely appropriate.

"Master, why did you finish all the chestnuts? Why didn't you leave some for the mistress?"

Liu Bufan sucked his fingers:

"You think I don't want to? It's not because your mistress saw A Yuan getting fat and asked me to control my diet.

You are not allowed to eat high-sugar and high-calorie foods, or eat less. Do you think I, the mighty Immortal Emperor, can still gain weight by eating a piece of candy?"

Just as he was saying this, he saw the company's security guards driving out what looked like a human being, beating and scolding him.

Old Liu took a closer look, wasn't this Jiang Wan'er's cousin Jiang Xingchen?

Why did this guy come to the company again?

Jiang Xingchen, who was thrown out, also saw Lao Liu, as if he was seeing a life-saving straw:
Chapter completed!