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Fang Xing is very happy. As a wage earner, he actually won a five-day trip to the United States in a lottery.
"Can I exchange it for money?" Fang Xing sat in the small rental house, waiting expectantly for the response on the other end of the phone.
"Sorry sir, we can't!"
Fang Xing continued to ask without giving up: "Then can I give this opportunity to someone else?" He had already thought about it. Xiao Liu, who works in the same workshop, has always dreamed of traveling abroad. As long as he gets a 50% discount, he will definitely do it. Agreed.
"Sorry, we can't! This lottery is linked to the ID card, so only the person concerned has this right."
"grass!"
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Three days later, New York City.
Following the tour guide in front, Fang Xing walked lazily behind. On the left was New York Harbor, a large port with an annual throughput of hundreds of millions of tons.
It was August, and there were several large ships parked outside the port. The transport vehicles were like worker bees, pulling the goods in the huge warehouse to the side of the ship.
"Wow! There are so many warehouses, they are so big!" A middle-aged woman pointed at the warehouse and exclaimed, and then she was stunned by the open-air storage yard and container yard.
A man on the side explained ostentatiously: "This is the largest port in the United States. Food, daily necessities, and various industrial products all enter and exit here. At least millions of tons of things are stored in this place."
At this time, a refrigerated truck drove towards the warehouse from the dock. There was a big black spot at the rear of the truck, like a black hole. Moreover, when viewed from the side, this black spot actually crosses the sea directly. I don¡¯t know where the other end is connected.
The black hole gradually expanded in place, and everything around it was swallowed up.
"Ah! There's a ghost, run!" The woman was the first to notice the abnormality. With agility that was inconsistent with her bloated figure, she ran in the opposite direction.
"Run!" The people at the dock and the tour group were all running for their lives, and Fang Xing was no exception.
The black hole is expanding faster and faster, and soon it will swallow up the entire warehouse area, followed by the open-air storage yard
"Brother is a good sprinter, just wait. Uh" Fang Xingcai, who was at the back of the team, was about to start running, but the black hole came
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??During the Yongle period, Beiping - because of the harmonization of the place name, it has been called Beiping from now on! ! !
Fang Hongjian, the former head of the Ministry of Personnel, passed away and will be buried today.
As a guy who was dismissed from office by the emperor, Fang Hongjian died in depression at the age of thirty-five. For his funeral, the only son Fang Xing was so filial that he actually sold the entire main house to make this funeral a success.
But today, after the funeral, a man came to the door despite the taboo.
After the man left with the documents and tokens satisfied, a scream came from the Fang Mansion, which was about to move
"Someone, come quickly! The young master has fainted!"
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Three years later¡¡
Being a filial piety for three years is what every filial son should do. But Fang Xing, who moved out of Fang Mansion and moved to a small village on the outskirts of Peking, was very happy because he had been in a state of confusion and did not need to go. What cumbersome rules to follow.
This small village has more than 300 acres of land and employs more than 40 families. The land is still fertile, but people's hearts are a little unstable.
¡°In a third-in house, a man in his forties was directing two servants to dismantle the filial piety items.
"Butler Fang, the young master is awake! The young master is awake!"
A maid in a blue bikini ran over with excitement on her face. She was holding a bowl full of milk. Regardless of the difference between men and women, she grabbed the middle-aged man's sleeve and took it to the backyard.
Fang Jielun's mouth trembled, his hand covering his heart, and he hurriedly ran back with the maid.
In a bedroom in the main courtyard, Fang Xing woke up. He reluctantly moved his stiff body and looked at the antique room with fear.
"Where am I? Am I not outside New York Harbor?"
Looking at the pale and thin arms and touching the long hair, Fang Xing became depressed.
"Master, are you really awake? Xiaobai, if you dare to lie to me, II"
After a sound of footsteps, a middle-aged man rushed in. When he saw Fang Xingxing sitting on the bed, his tears fell down.
"Master! Woohoo!"
Looking at the two men and women in ancient costumes kneeling on the ground crying,Waking up was shocked.
Fang Xing rolled his eyes, put on a 'kind' smile, stretched out his trembling hand to support me and said, "Get up, I'm a little dizzy."
After the middle-aged man stood up excitedly, he quickly went to support Fang Xing, and then said: "Master, you have been in a daze for three years, of course you will faint!"
Fang Xing secretly rejoiced: "But I seem to have forgotten a lot of things!"
"Master, as long as you wake up, I will tell you the things you have forgotten."
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After half a day, Fang Xing was tired. Fang Jielun and Xiao Bai also said they were tired, so they let him rest.
Lying on the bed, Fang Xing touched his pajamas, his heart agitated.
The original owner of this body suffered from dementia for three years. Although he had milk and chicken soup every day, and even ginseng soup from time to time, he finally followed his father today, and Fang Xing came from New York Harbor. .
In the Yongle year, Fang Xing knew that it was the reign name of the Yongle Emperor, but the capital of the Ming Dynasty was currently in Nanjing, and Beijing at this time was still called Peking.
The original owner was already grieving the death of his father, and on the last day of the funeral, his engagement was canceled. As a result, he couldn't accept it for a while and fell into a coma.
"I'm actually the young master? Hahahaha!" Fang Xing raised his skinny right hand excitedly, wanting to take a bite to see if he was dreaming.
"Hey! What is this? I don't have a tattoo!"
On Fang Xing¡¯s right arm, a ship anchor pattern was very eye-catching. Fang Xing rubbed his eyes and took a bite.
"Ouch! It hurts so much!"
Drowsily, Fang Xing felt that he had entered a huge space, and this space was filled with things. Rows of warehouses, densely packed containers
"I'm going! What is this place?"
Fang Xing was a little scared, so he walked to the door of a warehouse with his hands and feet, stretched out his hand and pushed, and the door opened.
This is a cold storage room, which is white and filled with large pieces of beef neatly stacked.
Fang Xing picked up a piece of beef. In the June weather, the cold and hard beef made his hands numb.
"Why hasn't the ice here melted yet?" Fang Xing was surprised, and then went to another warehouse. This one contained rice, and it was also Thai fragrant rice.
After looking at more than ten warehouses in a row, Fang Xing was confused. He walked to an office on the side, but an even bigger shock came.
There was a cup of coffee on the table in the office. He reached out and touched it. The coffee was actually hot.
"Fuck!"
Fang Xing, who was full of surprises, just cursed, and then he reappeared on the carved wooden bed.
"Isn't this an illusion?" Fang Xing bit the anchor again without hesitation.
"I'm in again! Hahahaha!" Standing in this vast space, Fang Xing smiled proudly with his hands on his hips.
Next, Fang Xing tested his ability to bring things in and out. Sure enough, with just one thought, he could take things out and bring things in.
Fang Xing looked at the frozen beef in his hand tremblingly, "Brother has developed! Brother has developed!"
And in a place he didn¡¯t see, there was a warehouse and containers, and those square characters showed where they came from (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com