Crossing the Future Maker

After wandering around, Feng Yan first went to the housing agency. Since he was going to stay here for at least a month, he hoped that the place he lived would be like a home.

In the future world, it is very convenient to rent a house. You only need to go through the formalities at the agency, pay the money, and you can move in after identification.

Feng Yan chose a villa in the suburbs, with all kinds of facilities in it, and a small garden in the yard. Feng Yan fell in love with it just by looking at it, and secretly made up his mind that after returning to the imperial capital, even if he couldn't leave the Feng family, he would To have a house of his own, to have a home that belongs to him.

The villa is very clean and tidy. When he opened the house, the domestic robot inside quickly came to greet him: "Hello, welcome. If you are satisfied with your stay, please give us a good review."

Feng Yan laughed, amused, and jokingly said: "I want to take a bath and eat."

"Didi Didi." The robot flashed twice: "Xiao Liu will immediately fill up the water for the guests. There are not enough ingredients to cook, and the balance is insufficient. Please recharge the money."

Feng Yan was in a great mood, recalled the memory of the original owner, and swiped [-] credits to enter: "I want to eat sweet and sour pork, water green vegetables, braised spicy iron beef in soy sauce, and..."

Feng Yan thought for a while, and ordered a modern dish: "There is also a Buddha jumping over the wall, and besides, buy me some fruit, and let's see what is missing in the house, and you can add it."

“Didi Didi—Insufficient information, no Buddha jumping over the wall.”

Feng Yan smiled lightly, and stopped embarrassing it: "You can figure it out, put away the water and call me."

"Xiao Liu will go right away." The robot moved away with the lights flashing.

After a while, put the hot water on.

Feng Yan took a shower comfortably, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep. He hadn't eaten or slept well for seven consecutive days and nights.

Smuggling is simply not a person's job!

Waking up again, the empty room became popular, the deliveryman had already delivered the things, and Xiao Liu was busy tinkling in the kitchen.

Feng Yan couldn't help admiring in his heart, the life of human beings in the future is really convenient, looking at the busy Xiao Liu, he actually felt a little regretful, Xiao Liu is a robot equipped in the villa, the program has already been set, otherwise, he can enter the menu program, so that You can eat the delicacies from your previous life.Although he is not good at cooking, he knows all kinds of recipes, including royal banquets.

Xiaoliu's workmanship is very good, and it looks like it has all kinds of colors.

After Feng Yan had a beautiful meal, he picked up the fruit and "Crack!" and took a bite. It tasted sweet, crisp and juicy.

Cuimangxing is a planet that mainly focuses on agriculture. Vegetables and fruits are produced here, which are not only delicious, but also very cheap.

Feng Yan sighed for a moment, and quickly put aside his thoughts. Now he has to think about how to make money first.

Regardless of the fact that he still has more than 20 yuan, in fact, he didn't spend it at all. If he wants to live well in the imperial capital and not be coerced by others, money is essential.

With a plan in mind, Feng Yan was ready to take action, but then, he was dumbfounded.

It's just that it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, but when the matter came to an end, Feng Yan realized that his previous thinking was too simple.Even for painting, he needs a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. In the future world, not to mention rice paper, even white paper is rarely seen. People usually use electronic books, so there is no use for paper and pen.

Feng Yan went to several shops and searched the Internet again, but he couldn't find suitable paper, let alone make antique utensils. Without suitable soil, materials, stones, everything is useless. In comparison, it is better to paint. for simplicity.

In desperation, Feng Yan decided that if there was no paper, he would make paper!

Inexplicably, as long as he mobilized his mental power to think deeply, the composition and structure of the paper would clearly appear in his mind.

This is a very mysterious feeling, the same as when he was making antiques in his previous life, he seemed to have a kind of induction in the dark, but now this feeling is clearer and more detailed.

Feng Yan couldn't help but guess in his heart, whether it was because of his mental strength that his ability had advanced.

Recalling the feeling of touching the energy plate last time, Feng Yan's spirit was shaken, and he felt that the blood seemed to be boiling...

Resisting his excitement, he first went to a car dealership and rented a suspension car. In the future, he will have many places to go, so he can't take a car every time.

As for the question of not being able to drive, Feng Yan thought that with the memory of the original owner, he would be able to quickly get started with such a simple thing as driving. He wanted to integrate all the knowledge and memories of the original owner before Qin Nan arrived, and driving was one of them. one.

Suspension cars are divided into automatic cars and manual cars. It is not difficult to operate. Feng Yan chose a relatively simple automatic car. On the same day, he drove to the plant market.

Unfortunately, there is no plant fiber he needs here.So, he went to the countryside again to buy straw and wheat straw from local farmers, and he also worked hard to make paper.

After finding all the materials, Feng Yan returned to the house. As the night was getting dark, he insisted on punching several times before going back to bed.

Early the next morning, Feng Yan ordered a pulping machine from the optical brain and started his papermaking process.

After six consecutive days of busy work, the first batch of rice paper was finally produced.

Looking at the fruits of his labor, Feng Yan couldn't help laughing, a feeling of pride welled up spontaneously.

Next, it is to make vellum, as well as pens, inks, and paints.

After a few days of verification, Feng Yan found that as long as he concentrated his mental power, he could separate the components in the object. For example, a piece of steel contained five components: carbon, silicon, manganese, phosphorus, and sulfur. He could use his mental power to separate the components. The five components are all separated, and it is also possible to combine them.

There are no cows in this world, and naturally there is no kraft paper.He wanted to try to separate the fur of other animals and fuse it into the raw material of kraft paper, whether it is possible to produce real kraft paper in ancient times, as well as ink and pigment, the pen is much simpler.

Feng Yan did what he wanted, and quickly went to the material market, and then he buried himself in the manufacturing process.

If his conjecture came true, he would not have to worry about money in the future, as long as he had enough raw materials, making fakes would be easy for him.

A few days passed by in a flash. During this period, Feng Yan did not relax in physical exercise besides manufacturing. After a period of verification, he has gradually found a pattern. That set of exercises once a day is more effective. Exercise two or three times will do, but the effect is negligible.However, when his mental power is exhausted, as long as he practices the method of breathing and breathing, the headache will disappear immediately, and his mental power will also begin to increase at an extremely fast speed.

Feng Yan had a faint feeling that this exercise of his seemed to be very remarkable, and if it was spread out, it would definitely cause a sensation.

Immediately, he made a decision that this matter must be rotten in his stomach.

Everyone is innocent, but he understands the reason why he is guilty of carrying a jade!

While busy, Feng Yan didn't know that Lei Ha was going crazy in a hurry to find him.

After losing the news of his son, the young master disappeared again. One day, two days, he could search everywhere, but after ten days, Lei Ha could no longer hold his breath.

After many explorations, he was sure that his son had been tricked by the young master, otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to get in touch with the communicator.

He knew that the hormone injection was the young master's reverse...

A feeling of remorse welled up in my heart, no wonder the young master was so calm, no wonder the young master didn't blame them, it turned out he was just holding back.

When he tracked down the young master's optical brain, and when he tracked down the whereabouts of the levitating car, all the signs could show that the young master not only plotted against his son, but also ran away alone, completely out of his control.

Lei Ha panicked, he knew very well that the young master is still the son of the Feng family no matter how he is ignored, the housekeeper will definitely call to inquire once a month, what should he do then?

He lost the young master, how should he explain to the master?

In the panic, what made Leiha feel worse was that the property in his hands was gone.

This news was like a bolt from the blue to him, how could he be willing, young master, how could he be willing to sell all the things left by Lord Yi...

Lei Ha was shocked, frightened and angry, so angry that he almost didn't spit out old blood, thinking of his son, he felt even more sad, he hated Feng Yan to the bone.

Aiweier is his only son. He already has B-level physical fitness. Seeing a bright future, where did he go, whether he is alive or dead...

Lei Ha hurried to find Qin Nan, who was the young master's only friend, and the three of them left together at the beginning.

However, when he arrived at the car dealership where Qin Nan worked, the staff told him that Qin Nan had resigned eight days ago.

All the clues were cut off, and there was no news about the flight of Floating Light Star. Lei Ha had nothing to do. Half a month later, in desperation, he finally dialed the communicator of the Imperial Capital, and started complaining with snot and tears. Wronged.

However, he forgot that he was just a servant, whether his son disappeared or died, it was not as important as a hair of the young master.

Losing the young master, but still dare to complain, the Feng family is not that tolerant.

Lei Ha's face turned pale, and he hung up the communicator. He knew he was doomed, and hurriedly wanted to ask the third lady for help, but unfortunately, who would pay attention to him.

The luxurious life in the past has all come to naught.

The son was lost, the money was gone, the house was closed to the family, and the young master had no sympathy for him. When something like this happened, he hated the young master, but he hated the third wife even more. If it wasn't for her, how could the young master... ....

Recalling the past life, it was simply heaven, the young master listened to him very much, in fact, although Floating Star is not as good as God, his life here is indeed the same as that of the elder.

All of this is gone, except for the credit points on his body, he will be homeless.

He still wants to find his son, he still wants to...

Lei Ha was full of vicissitudes, and he seemed to be decades old. Regret was not enough to describe his emotions...

However, no matter what you think about it at this time, it will not help!