The identity of my Heavenly Master was almost exposed

Chapter 33: It’s not about money or money, it’s mainly to let everyone know about life

The helmsman just stood in the grass, straightened up, and looked at the tightly closed window.

There are complex emotions surging in his eyes.

After a while, it said nothing, put its little paw in its mouth and whistled loudly.

Here comes the rabbit!

The white rabbit with the red moon pattern on its forehead jumped out of the grass.

The head of the helm turned over to the rabbit and quickly disappeared into the night.

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Early the next morning, Jiang Che had just opened the door when he found a dead pheasant lying in the doorway, and a large iron basin filled with what looked like meat balls.

He picked up the pheasant feet, looked at the iron basin again, and gradually recognized what it was.

“Too old?”

What’s in this iron basin is a Tai Sui weighing a few pounds!

Who can put such precious things in front of Jiang Che’s house?

Tai Sui can be met but not found. There are rich people in the market who want to buy it, but there is no way.

This thing is a big tonic, and the elixir of immortality that Qin Shihuang sent people to find is this thing.

Then he seemed to think of something, shook his head and laughed, “I really don’t know where I got the iron basin on the helm.”

“Lao Wangtou, today we are eating pheasant stewed Tai Sui!” Jiang Che shouted at the door.

“Listen to you, little friend,” Wang Ju shouted, pulling his neck, “Xiao Lin, get up and buy Tai Sui!”

“My grandfather, where can I buy Tai Sui?”

“If you want to buy it, you can go. It’s okay if you don’t have money, so hurry up and buy it!”

Jiang Che smiled, “No need, I have it.”

Hearing the words, the two hurried out of the house and stared blankly at the big pot of Tai Sui at Jiang Che’s feet.

Bureau Wang was stunned for a moment.

Tai Sui has been given to him before.

But that’s just a small piece, and it’s already worth a fortune.

Well, it’s such a precious treasure, there is actually a big pot at Jiang Che’s feet!

In the eyes of the two of them, this big pot of Tai Sui is particularly shocking.

Immediately, both Wang Ju and Xiao Lin were stunned.

“What are you waiting for, hurry up and cook!” Hearing what Jiang Che said, Xiao Lin regained his senses, “Alright, alright.”

Waiting until noon, this fragrant pheasant stew is ready.

Just as Jiang Che was taking a sip of wine and a sip of chicken, Huang Zhenzhen and her photography brother came out of nowhere.

“Hi.” Huang Zhenzhen smiled brightly.

Jiang Che glanced at her, “Xiaowen recruited ghosts again?”

Huang Zhenzhen giggled and waved, “No, our TV station changed the program.”

“Because the majority of audiences want to see you, the TV station decided to change the program to the seventh census: live broadcast of Jiang Che’s 24-hour life, what do you think?”

Jiang Che shook his head unsurprisingly.

“no.”

Huang Zhenzhen had expected it long ago, “Of course it won’t make you suffer.”

“10 million yuan for the first phase, and then I will give you a commission for advertising,” Huang Zhenzhen took out a contract, “Can you see it, let’s sign the contract.”

Jiang Che handed over the contract and looked at it, “Pen.”

Huang Zhenzhen handed the pen over with a wide-eyed smile, “The pen is here Mr. Jiang.”

After signing the contract, the photographer turned on the camera directly.

Immediately, the eyes of the audience in front of the screen lit up.

The number of people in the background is increasing rapidly.

Barrage:

“Eh? Why did the show name change?”

“I’ll go and live stream Jiang Che’s life for 24 hours? Isn’t that the equivalent of playing ghost movies all over the world?”

“That’s great, I don’t have to watch dramas anymore. I watch Jiang Che every day. Isn’t this much better than TV dramas?””…”

Jiang Che didn’t pay any attention, and ate his meals on his own.

Almost another half hour passed.

Several guests were welcomed in Fengmen Village.

Lao Chun brought Xiao Wen and a few villagers whom Jiang Che didn’t know, and came over in a large package.

Lao Chun put the things at Jiang Che’s feet, laughed dryly, and said a little embarrassedly.

“Living fairy, this is the food brought to you by the villagers, all grown by themselves.”

The person next to him stabbed Lao Chun and gave her a wink. Lao Chun seemed to remember something, and then said again.

“Oh, by the way, there are hazel mushrooms here. They were all collected from the mountains, but they are fresh.”

“Here are the cows we just killed, chickens, ducks, fish, and so on.”

“You take it all.”

Jiang Che glanced at it roughly, this big package was enough to eat for a long time.

A look is not good.

“Tell me, what’s the matter?”

Several villagers looked at each other, and finally a little old man came out of the crowd.

This is the village head of Lingzitun, and Jiang Che once had a relationship with him.

The village chief said sincerely.

“Living fairy, you have also been here in Fengmen Village for three years. You should be able to see that this year is too dry for us.”

“The crops can’t be planted, and the ponds are almost dry. If this goes on, the hundreds of families in Lingzitun really don’t know what to do.”

Hearing this, Jiang Che pondered.

He knows this village, and most of the villagers are developing agriculture.

When I was young, I was not rich, but it was not too poor, at least I could be self-sufficient.

But this year, the weather is terribly arid, and the big sun in the sky seems to want no money, and it is striving to spread the hot sunshine down.