Awaken A Pen At The Beginning, Do You Call This A Piece Of Trash?

Chapter 382: Alluring At First Sight

Yao Shun was shocked.

The change of the head of the family was basically not mentioned to outsiders.

How come the peddlers at the door of this poor man know about it?

The owner of the duck blood vermicelli soup vendor wiped his sweat with the towel on his body, and cursed angrily:

"Changing the head of the family is a trick, Jinling City is still the power user's final say.

Why is my shop suddenly taken over this year? Biqu library

Isn't it because Jinling holds the national competition, and there is an auxiliary venue near my hotel.

I am still proud of Jinling, what has Jinling done for me?

If it weren't for the underprivileged, I wouldn't be able to stay in Jinling long ago! "

Yao Shun blushed, but fortunately his face had been sunburned and darkened from the years of military life, and there was no sign of any deterioration in his expression.

This is why, he is here, and why everyone speaks freely.

If they were really supernatural beings, they would definitely be pampered, how could they be so dark-faced.

Many diners were also filled with righteous indignation because of the forced confiscation of the restaurant.

The houses of many of them were destroyed, and then they were forced to sign the land transfer contract by the family of supernatural beings.

At this moment, Jiang Yize came back to his senses and took a look at Yao Shun.

Yao Shun didn't dare to speak.

He already felt that the large number of land transfers was problematic.

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The problem is so big!

The transfer amount of the land deed is less than one-tenth of the usual amount.

For this, the major families still think it is a charity.

After all, ordinary people do not have the financial resources to rebuild their homes.

Many people can't get through it anymore, and they plan to ask if they are recruiting when the underprivileged people officially start work.

Otherwise, we will leave Jinling.

It is said that Chang'an is big, and it is not easy to live in.

Jinling, or even any place where supernatural beings are rampant, is difficult to live in for a long time.

The words of these people are like Galen whispering, silent and broken.

People have been rejoicing that they joined the poor early.

People kept moaning and sighing, trying to squeeze in the underprivileged.

Yao Shun raised his head and glanced at the couplet at the gate of Hanshi Factory.

"There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, which shelters the underprivileged people from all over the world!"

Yao Shun couldn't help but come up with an idea:

"Wouldn't it be much better if the younger brother was allowed to manage Jinling?"

The two sat idle for a while, and were about to leave.

A group of children suddenly flocked in front of the poor man's door.

Those are the newsboys who sell newspapers.

And a person was in charge of welcoming them at the gate of Hanshichang.

Yao Shun just glanced at it, and couldn't walk anymore.

Jiang Yize looked up.

Wu Zijun was wearing a beige loose skirt, covering her proud figure.

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People appear round and round, gentle and refined.

She smiled and high-fived every newsboy who returned.

"Junior brother, is this also an employee of your poor man?"

Jiang Yize glanced at his senior brother, and at this moment his senior brother was trembling when he spoke.

"Yes, she is very nice, why don't you ask her for a contact information?"

Hearing this, Yao Shun's face suddenly became resolute:

"No, no, no, how can a man be fooled by beauty." Pen Fun Library

Jiang Yize nodded, that's fine.

The two returned to the site of the Zijin Observatory site, and the master had already tidied up his appearance.

Wei Wuji glanced at the two of them and smiled:

"Let's go."

Jiang Yize took another look at the uncle's tomb, thinking that there was a Dingyuan star still shining in the sky, the grief in his heart weakened a bit.

He put the stack of poems in his arms in front of the grandfather's grave.

The fire character is lit up, and the collection of poems is burning.

On the way down the mountain, the three of them were silent about their own concerns.

And Jiang Yize, who was walking at the end, spoke slowly:

"Outside the pavilion

Old road side

Green Grass and Green Sky

..."

The embers of paper burning in front of the uncle's grave rose into the air with the hot air, and flew towards thousands of households in Jinling City.

Fly to the blue dragon hidden among the clouds.

Fly to the gorgeous chrysanthemum at the gate of Hanshi.