"The urban routine is too deep, do I want to go back to the rural version of Zhutian?"

Chen Yang laughed at himself.

"That's not necessarily true. It's worth investing in. It's better than being ignored."

"Just think of it as an angel round for startups looking for investment."

After Chen Yang changed his angle, he suddenly felt that his thoughts were clearer.

“Want some grilled corn?”

Chen Yang let go of his worries, lowered his head and glanced at the little fox lying down obediently, then glanced at the corn cob beside its mouth, and immediately understood everything.

The little silver fox nodded like it was pecking at rice.

"Let's light a fire and roast in the yard today."

"Bring out all the corn, sweet potatoes, and taro from the kitchen."

"Whoosh~"

Like a bolt of lightning, the little silver fox rushed into the kitchen before Chen Yang could finish his words.

Above Chen Yang's head, the lotus mist tree rustled, indicating that if a fire was lit under him, the tree would be smoked.

The protest is invalid.

After a cup of tea, the bonfire was roaring. Taro and sweet potatoes were buried in the fire, and corn cobs were skewered with irons and grilled on the fire. Beside it was a man wiping his saliva with his little paw and sniffling.

Little Fox......

A night of silence.

The yard was in a mess, the bonfire was extinguished, and only the remaining warmth was emitting smoke.

Chen Yang and the little silver fox had enough trouble and went to bed.

In the yard, only the leaves of the lotus tree branches drooped a little, as if they were smoked or aggrieved.

Farther away, at the entrance of the alley, there was a watchman beating a gong and calling out the hour and the careful candle.

After the watchman walked over, Longmen County seemed to have fallen asleep at night.

It happened that at this time, unusual things were happening in several places in Longmen County...

The city gate of Longmen County opened unexpectedly late at night, and an imposing man in official uniform walked in with a crowd of people shouting at him;

On the deserted streets, the sound of neat footsteps kept ringing, like soldiers patrolling, but only the footsteps were heard and no one was seen;

In the ghost market, which had only opened for several hours, a stall suddenly appeared, displaying various mink, tiger, and rat skin hats and other items;

There was an old inn, with every inch of smoke and dust peeling off and dissipating, it was completely renewed in just one night. No one came in or out, but the shopkeeper, the landlady, and the waiters appeared out of thin air, and the smell of food wafted out before the first chicken crow.

Come......

...

At dawn, someone knocked on the door of the small courtyard.

The person who knocked on the door was very anxious, and the sound of banging on the door was so loud that it woke Chen Yang up from his sleep.

"So early?"

Chen Yang pushed open the door and asked with a smile: "Old Chen, don't you have to leave the stall today?"

The person who knocked on the door early in the morning was none other than Lao Chen, who makes Long Xu Noodles.

Lao Chen smiled awkwardly and saluted: "Sir, it was so early in the morning that I was disturbed."

"The little old man brought breakfast to sir."

He opened the food box he was carrying, and the rich aroma of chicken soup wafted out.

Chen Yang knew with a twitch of his nose that this was a soup that had to be boiled for at least a whole day. It was as clear as water and had a mellow aroma.

Needless to say, the taste of a bowl of asparagus noodles made with such soup stock is amazing.

But Chen Yang didn't know that Lao Chen would definitely not come here just to serve such a bowl of noodles.

Such things have always been left to his granddaughter.

Sure enough, when Chen Yang asked, Lao Chen's face fell:
Chapter completed!