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 "What's the matter?" When Xu Shujian took a shower and opened the door and walked out, what she saw was the little monkey lying on the sofa, crying without tears.
 Song Fengchen came out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles. He seemed to be in a good mood. He hummed, "No matter it, this little guy is good at it!"
 Xu Shujian went to sit down at the dinner table, took the bowls and chopsticks handed over by Song Fengchen, and asked, "How did it recruit you?"
 Song Fengchen bit the egg, raised his chopsticks, pointed at the honeysuckle on the balcony, and said in detail what had just happened.
 Xu Shujian stopped eating noodles, followed Song Fengchen's gaze and looked at it: "Spirit?"
 He blinked, recalling the many unusual features of his own honeysuckle, and he felt surprised and taken for granted.
 "Xuan Chengzi is very knowledgeable and should know the origin of this honeysuckle. I will write a letter to ask later." Song Fengchen said casually.
 "Yeah." Xu Shujian's lips were slightly bent, and there was an extra baby in the house that sounded very good. Although he didn't know what it was, it didn't prevent him from being happy.
 "Right," Song Fengchen asked as if thinking of something, "Do you know where else to recycle gold?"
 In this era, gold is a state-specialized commodity. Only banks are allowed to buy and sell gold products. It is a crime for individuals to buy and sell gold products, and imprisonment is light. The main purpose of the state's purchase of private gold products is to turn them into foreign exchange reserves for import. As for the purchase price, it is really pitiful.
 Otherwise Song Fengchen would not ask that way.
 "Are you trying to get rid of those big yellow croakers?" Xu Shujian asked.
 "Yeah." Song Fengchen nodded.
 Xu Shujian never interfered with Song Fengchen’s income, but from an objective point of view, he analyzed: “Like this kind of gold bars minted during the Republic of China, the factory volume is not small, just because after the establishment of the State of China, most of the gold bars were The bank has been recycled and melted, and there is also a folk tradition of melting gold bars into jewelry."
 "So like these factory strips with the stamp of the'Central Mint' in your hand, the number of extants is actually not that large. In the future, they will definitely become a coin collection sought after by antique lovers. By then, these large yellow croakers will not be able to Just being sold as gold, the added value alone can more than double their value."
 "The most important thing is that the price of gold is already at a historic low. It is only a matter of time before the price rises. If you sell these gold bars now, you will be a little bit at a loss."
 "fine."
 Song Fengchen had considered these things a long time ago. After all, at the time when he was alive in his previous life, a gram of gold was only about three hundred yuan on the market, but a large yellow croaker of three hundred and twelve grams could sell for two to three hundred thousand.
 But who makes him rush to spend money now, it doesn't matter if he suffers a bit of a loss, he just makes a big deal, and it is easy for him to make money anyway.
 On the contrary, Xu Shujian's words remind Song Fengchen that he can leave a few gold bars, as it is to add to Xu Shujian's collection room.
 "Yeah." Xu Shujian didn't persuade him much. After thinking about it, he said, "There is a pawnshop on Dongmen Street, and there is a sign for the North and South grain shops. The boss behind it is someone in the circle. I have seen him several times. I have also heard of some of his deeds, and he is fairly reliable."
 "Okay," Song Fengchen nodded, "I'll go over and take a look in the afternoon."
 "Um."
 The Qu family gave a total of three large yellow croakers, one small and four boxes of large yellow croaker, each of the three large boxes had 20 pieces, and the small box had nine pieces, a total of sixty-nine.
 Song Fengchen thought for a while, left the small box of gold bars at home, and then took the three big boxes of gold bars to Dongmen Street.
 As soon as he entered the store, Song Fengchen saw the glutinous rice piled up like a hill on the counter.
 Feeling a little craving for the Youth League, he touched his chin.
 The guy in the shop immediately greeted him: "Comrade, do you want to buy some rice? These are the new products that just arrived yesterday."
 "This is not in a hurry."
 Song Fengchen looked around, and there was no one else in the store, so he had no doubts, and said directly, "I heard that you are collecting things here, right?"
 The guy's gaze fell directly on the sack that Song Fengchen was holding, and he nodded: "Yes, do you have something to sell?"
 The answer can be said to be quite refreshing, he is not worried about whether Song Fengchen will have other bad intentions.
 After all, the backstage is hard and the confidence is there.
 Song Fengchen nodded.
 The guy said immediately: "That's fine, come with me!"
 After speaking, he led Song Fengchen upstairs.
 In the reception room, Song Fengchen put the sack in his hand on the coffee table. The guy lifted the kettle and poured him a glass of water: "You sit down first, and I'll call the shopkeeper over."
 "good."
 Just as Song Fengchen was looking at the layout of the reception room, a bald middle-aged man pushed in.
 He stretched out his hand: "Hello sir, my surname is Chen, I am the shopkeeper of our shop, I don't know what surname is your husband?"
 "Shopkeeper Chen," Song Fengchen stood up, stretched out his hand and shook his hand: "Menggui, his surname is Song."
 "Mr. Song," the middle-aged man sat across from Song Fengchen, "I don't know what Mr. Song wants to sell to our store?"
 Song Fengchen pointed to the sack on the coffee table: "That's it."
 The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to untie the rope on the sack, opened it, and he was taken aback first, then a bright light burst into his eyes.
 He suddenly raised his head: "Mr. Song, this—"
 "The shopkeeper, don't worry, the origin of these gold bars is absolutely right." Song Fengchen said: "But can you eat these here?"
 The middle-aged man returned to his senses and made a decisive decision: "Yes, it is possible, but I may not have enough cash here. If Mr. Song doesn't mind, can I give me some more time? I will send someone to raise money. And. You see, I also have to inspect the goods first, don't I?"
 "Yes." Song Fengchen replied nonchalantly.
 After getting the letter, the middle-aged man immediately called in his buddy and told a few words in his ear.
 While the guy answered, he couldn't help but glanced at Song Fengchen more.
 At the end, the middle-aged man said, "By the way, ask Xiao San'er to make a pot of hot tea and use the Longjing I brought back a few days ago."
 "Hey." As he said, the man trot out and walked out.
 In the next half an hour, the middle-aged man was meticulous, picking up the gold bars in front of Song Fengchen to identify and weigh them one by one.
 As the last gold bar was put on the medicine scale, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, with an unconcealable smile on his face. He looked up at Song Fengchen and said, "Mr. Song laughed, it is these gold bars. It's too expensive, I don't dare to be cautious."
 "It should." Song Fengchen didn't care.
 At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, and immediately after the door was pushed open, a young man walked in with two bodyguards.
 "Boss, why did you come here in person?" Seeing the person, the middle-aged man stood up immediately.
 "I heard that you have a big business here, come and take a look." The young man's eyes fell on the pile of gold bars on the coffee table.
 "Not really." Taking into account the presence of Song Fengchen, the middle-aged man said respectfully and calmly.
 One month later, it will be the 80th birthday of Father He, who is the grandfather of his boss.
 His boss is filial, thinking about giving Old Man He a bottle of golden birthday gift as a birthday gift. It's just that these years, it's easy to get a half catty of gold, no more than it is, and everyone who makes a big deal is too eye-catching and prone to accidents.
 His boss was worried that the gold he had collected in the past few months was not enough, so this Mr. Song delivered it to his door.
 Once this happens, once the boss is happy, his bonus will be indispensable.
 Thinking of this, the middle-aged man looked a little excited.
 "The inspection is finished, shopkeeper Chen, let's make a price." Song Fengchen said.
 "Okay, Mr. Song." The middle-aged man recovered immediately.
 The young man only noticed Song Fengchen on the sofa, and when he saw Song Fengchen's appearance, he raised his brows, thoughtful.
 Song?
 It's him.
 The middle-aged man said immediately: "Mr. Song, these gold bars add up to sixty bars, and each bar weighs ten cents..."
 "The current price of gold is 1.5 dollars a gram," the young man interrupted the middle-aged man, and quickly calculated: "In other words, the price of this gold bar should be around 700 yuan, and 60 gold bars is 40,000 yuan. Two thousand yuan, what does Mr. Song think of this price?"
 Hearing what the young man said, the middle-aged man opened his mouth, a little dumbfounded.
 It is said that good gold antiques can only be made at a price of more than 10%, not to mention that these gold bars are not pure gold.
 If this is a purchase at the market price, a typical loss-making transaction, when has his boss been so kind!
 The middle-aged man was a little unbelievable, or did he mean that his boss was so happy for a while that his brain didn't keep up because of these gold matters?
 Song Fengchen glanced at the young man. Although he didn't understand what his plan was, but the price won't make him suffer.
 Thinking of this, Song Fengchen nodded: "Okay."
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 Song Fengchen: How to relieve your worries, there are only eight pack abs!
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 A historical story about getting married first and falling in love later, a gentle beauty who got sold by his father to pay off the latter’s debts, who got married to the gong (top), and who was prepared to be bullied for the rest of his life, but ended up being pampered from the start to the end by the gong who didn’t let him suffer any grievances.
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 Programmer Tao Zhiyue transmigrated into a cannon fodder in a bloody CEO article. He was the first love in the book that caused the protagonist Huo Ran to become disabled and heartbroken. In the end, he was revenged to death by the protagonist’s husband and wife, especially miserable.
 Tao Zhiyue ran away without hesitation.
 As a dead house, he firmly squatted at home with the computer as a companion, indulging in the wonderful sand sculpture online world, so unhappy.
 Just kidding, even if the plot wants him to meet Huo, there is no chance, okay?
 When browsing the forum one day, he saw such a delusional phishing post:
 [Title] I was pursued by four people of the same sex, but I am a straight man, how should I politely refuse?
 Tao Zhiyue, a gay man, replied with a sneer –
 Then he inexplicably had met an old-fashioned netizen.
 Tao Zhiyue tried to teach the straight male netizen some coquettish manipulations of rejecting other people’s love, and the effect was remarkable, and he successfully strangled the other party’s peach blossoms!
 Later, the netizen, who he had an increasingly ambiguous relationship with, invited him to formally meet him, and he went to the appointment with a throbbing heart.
 The tall and handsome man stretched out his hand nervously, blushing: Hello, my name is Huo Ran.
 Tao Zhiyue:! ! ! ! ! !
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 In his previous life, Ye Yunlan’s appearance was destroyed by a fire. For years, he was misunderstood by the world and his reputation was notorious. Once reborn, he returned to three hundred years ago. He escapes from the fire. This time, his face was healthy, but his roots have been damaged while saving people, breaking his cultivation and leaving him suffering from sickness. But, Ye Yunlan didn’t care. In his previous life, he wandered for a long time, so in this life he just wanted to live a peaceful life. However, he soon discovered that his former Senior Brother who abolished his golden core, his Sect Master who imprisoned him for a hundred years, his Daoist companion who gave him away to the Demon Venerable, those who hated him and disliked him… all of a sudden, they began to treat him nicely and courteously. Not only did they send elixirs and magic weapons but they also sent themselves. Ye Yunlan: This is unnecessary.
 Shen Shu can not forget that scene. In the sky full of fire, that person flew over like a white gull, picked him up and protected the young him within his arms. The flames that hit that man’s back and the blood that dripped down his cheeks fell on the tip of his heart, more scorching than the fire. Later, he bowed his head and called that person “Master”, but when the other party frowned and coughed, he couldn’t help holding the pale hand of that person, and forcefully wiping the blood from his lips. Everyone scolded him for falling into the demonic path and betraying his Sect, but he didn’t listen. He just stared at the man as if looking at the moon. Indulged in beauty, trapped by thirst. The newly promoted No. 1 beauty in the cultivation world at the apex of everyone’s heart, something that can only be longed for.
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 It is said that Garlan, believed to be the child of destiny, returned to his distant past life in order to break the curse that ensured his death upon reaching adulthood. He valiantly battled his arch-enemy, vied for the throne, and sought to save a kingdom on the brink of destruction. However, he was defeated by his arch-enemy four times. Upon being reborn once more, he felt incapable of defeating his nemesis and was determined to escape, yearning for a life of freedom and happiness. 
 Yet, in this lifetime, his former arch-enemy became a loyal follower. Pushed by the people around him, he unwittingly embarked on the treacherous and glorious path to the throne, filled with thorns and honor. A millennium later, the song of the “Wise King” still echoed throughout the land. 
 This story depicts the journey of a reborn youth who, with the support of numerous followers and the protection of his once-enemy-turned-loyal-ally, gradually transformed from a young prince into a wise and noble ruler. 
 The writing in this text is delicate, with an intriguing and captivating plot that maintains a sense of grandeur. It subtly carries the style of ancient European and Eurasian epic legends, with meticulous descriptions of scenes and emotions, creating vivid imagery. Through the words, one can experience the distinct charm of the fantasy Eurasian era. 
 Each character in the story possesses distinct traits, and the interactions between the protagonist and his ally are filled with sweetness and charm.
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 Si Huaixi got bored while playing with zombies in the end times and picked up a novel.
 The title of the novel is “Interstellar Heartthrob.” Si Huaixi thought it was a science fiction novel set in a peaceful era. But he had no idea it was about a strange ABO world. The men in it would actually have children?!
 The protagonist is a male Omega who can have children !!!
 Even more, the protagonist relied on hooking up with various rich and powerful Alphas, finally dominating the interstellar entertainment world.
 Si Huaixi wanted to drop the book when he read it, and then he fell !!!
 As a result, he became the cannon fodder, a gloomy 18th-line ‘Beta’ starlet, whom the protagonist hated, since his photos were popular on the Internet grabbing the protagonist’s limelight.
 How can the cannon fodder who offends the protagonist have a good life?
 It wasn’t long until the original owner was drugged and sent to the bed of an investor who enjoyed making short videos. Si Huaixi did not escape the drugging plot after crossing. But, he met a handsome Alpha by chance.
 When he woke up the next day. Si Huaixi was surprised to find that the Alpha who spent the night with him was Pei Zhaozhou, the villain in the book!!! Strangely, the book’s villain, Pei Zhaozhou, was not furious. He pinched his eyebrows, smoked a cigarette, and let Si Huaixi go.
 He thought the matter would end. But, Pei Zhaozhou suddenly came to the door one day and gave him the medical examination report. “I’m pregnant, and I need the company and comfort of the child’s father because of pheromone disorders,” he said, while slightly narrowing his eyes.
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 “Young man, your chastity was lost.”
 “Σ ( ° △ °|||)!!”
 Give up your virginity to save the world! Our motto is–” “I didn’t think it would be bent, la la la la la!”
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 In the second part of The Phantom of the Book of Yang, the story of the hero and the leader continues gorgeously.
 Finally decided to open a pit, I know that many people like Yangshu, 
 Many people like Heroes and Junjun, and many Xiaonan like to be ashamed~ (Who cares about you… 
 I hope this one will continue to bring surprises to everyone. 
 In general, it is the story of the hero and the leader running around to talk about love and going on the honeymoon. By the way, sometimes five times and sometimes six times. XDD
 Content tags: Complaints of the world 
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 “If Gao ○○ and Zhen Jingwen both confessed to you at the same time, who would you choose? Heheheh, it’s so hard to choose! Can I just have both?!”
 “What do I do if my GF likes BL? Shit! What’re girls reading all that stuff for? They should get married and have kids while they’re still young.”
 “How would you guys rate my sister? Let me see…She looks pretty good. Old rules, 10 if she’s up to f*ck, 0 if she’s not, hahaha.”
 “Disgusting homosexuals spreading Aids, perverted fujoshis are cancer of society!”
 Not only did college student Xia Chuan have stage II advanced straight male cancer, he even had severe homophobia, much less being able to stand the existence of fujoshis. But then, he suddenly met with the greatest crisis of his life—
 After waking up, he actually grew an organ only a girl would have between his perineum!
 Was this not a dream?
 Impossible…
 Xia Chuan couldn’t stop his brain from recalling an ancient post on Baidu:
 What if you turned into a girl one day?
 —First, show your brothers a good time!
 De! Fi! Nite! Ly! Not!!!! Xia Chuan pulled up his pants with gritted teeth and swore to defend his virginity to the death.
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 On the desolate barren planet of Rennes, an Asian teenager named Lin Yuan receives an admission notice for the Empire’s best military academy San Romia. So begins his life changing military school career.
 Lin Yuan: Wow! This school’s really great! Everyone even has a separate bedroom! But…why does my next door roommate always knock on my door? And all day long he keeps bothering me, God! So annoying!
 Lin Yuan: I’m a Beta, my biggest wish is to meet a nice Beta girl, get married, have children and live in peace! Wait a minute… Why does my body suddenly feel strange? Why does this medicine look like drugs to prevent Omega from entering estrus?
 Trembling in his roommate’s arms Lin Yuan blushes and tries to push off his chest: “Wait…wait a minute…I’ve always thought of you as a friend. Don’t do this…..ah….”
 At that moment, Lin yuan seems to feel that the universe has malicious plans for him. The world is collapsing, who will tell him why the script is so wrong?
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 Thinking that I broke my head and amnesia is miserable enough.
 Unexpectedly, the husband of the seven-year itch would divorce himself.
 Gu Qingrang said that if you get divorced, you should get a divorce. Anyway, he has forgotten everything. If he leaves, he can find the next one. He is a wild horse on the prairie, and he loves freedom without restraint.
 On the second day, President Jiang was invited by the media to attend a meeting.
 Reporter: If you don’t start a company, what job does President Jiang want to do most?
 Jiang Yichen: Taming the horse.
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 Outsiders all say that Xie Zhongxing had hit the jackpot marrying the prince of the Qin Enterprise, Qin Zhongyue, even being treasured and favoured for five whole years. They were well-recognized as a loving couple.
 However, they didn’t know that Qin Zhongyue had a lot of dissatisfaction with this marriage. He complained to his good friend, “He micromanages everything. Won’t let me drink or smoke, won’t let me go clubbing, and he even set me a 10pm curfew!”
 “I have to hand over all my salary and bank cards and he would only give me a hundred yuan a day! Only if he is in a good mood, he would give me a few hundred more!”
 Qin Zhongyue felt angry and wronged, “And I even have to wait on him!”
 “If I ever get the chance to do this again, I will never marry him! I used to get eight million yuan a month as spending money!” The prince said this to his friend.
 The day after he said this, Qin Zhongyue found himself reborn to the time when he was seventeen.
 The Xie Zhongxing at this time was eighteen years old and poor to the point where he only had one set of old clothes to wear, holes in his socks and a pair of dirty shoes whose soles were coming off. Even if he had a nice-looking face, he was despised and looked down upon, and known in the school as a pauper.
 When Xie Zhongxing’s parents came to handle the withdrawal procedures for him, Qin Zhongyue only then found out that he was a study tyrant ranked first in his grade, receiving scholarships every year, and that he was a seedling with good prospects the school had high expectations for and not the ‘useless high school dropout who didn’t like to study and only has money in his eyes’ as claimed by his younger brother.
 Qin Zhongyue couldn’t bear the sight of this. He pulled Xie Zhongxing into his arms, angry, “Continue studying! Our Qin family has never had a top scorer before, you must keep studying!”
 Xie Zhongxing raised his eyes and looked at him in confusion. The look in his eyes seemed to ask: Who are you?
 Qin Zhongyue thought of Xie Zhongxing’s dictatorship after their marriage and shuddered. He then maintained a look of righteousness, “I am just a kind-hearted person who does not wish to reveal his name!”
 Later, Qin Zhongyue asked Xie Zhongxing shyly, “If we get married, can you give me a thousand yuan a day as spending money?”
 Xie Zhongxing, “?”
 Qin Zhongyue, “…..Five hundred is also okay.”
 NB: The actual title is literally “The Sand Sculpture Gong was Reborn”. Sand sculpture (沙雕) is a homonym for 傻屌 (Sha Diao) which is a derogatory term for an idiot/a fool. Sand sculpture is often used with a more humourous/joking intention to describe something or someone as silly or foolish.
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 Yuan Xi had a dream about a sexual encounter, only to discover after a night of pleasure that it had all been real. After being shocked silly for a long time, he ran away.
 Who would have thought that a big grown man like him would become pregnant and have a son?
 The question was, who is the child’s father? It had been too dark for Lao Tzu to see clearly!
 Also, what was this daily life system that has been attached to him?
 Farming Skill 
 Ranching Skill 
 Harvesting Skill 
 Cooking Skill 
 Building Skill 
 Skinning Skill 
 Sewing Skill 
 Smithing Skill
 … There was a never-ending row of categories.
 老子 Lao Tzu: A way of referring to oneself, usually in angry or joking situations.
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