Urban Fashion Cultivation

After dinner, he took a shower and changed his clothes. First, he spread the rice paper, rubbed the ink quietly, and then painted a picture. He wrote a short poem in the blank space, which was romantic and unrestrained, with a natural charm.After stopping, he took out his lyre and played it lightly, slowly, and repeatedly. Fan Zhilan's qin art has already entered the room, that level, matched with the green mountains and green waters, diffused in the thin night Come on, let the three young people not far away be obsessed with it for a while, and after it is over, they start to scratch their heads and think about it. Is it normal for an orphan to be so proficient in such a high-end skill as Guqin?And there is a guqin in this villa?

It's still the same sentence, because Yuan Baoqiang will come tomorrow morning, no matter how suspicious they are, they don't dare to press Fan Zhilan. Anyway, as long as he is obedient, he will know how to play the guqin. Doesn't this just mean that our wife is devoted to cultivating the illegitimate child impartially and selflessly? ?It is simply a good original Chinese product!

At ten o'clock in the evening, Fan Zhilan finished washing, put on light and soft pajamas, lay down on the bed in a goddess posture, and fell asleep as usual.It is a necessary means to maintain beauty, and it is the only overlap between Fairy Kongmeng and Hao Yingjun's requirements. Fan Zhilan has always been very serious about her implementation.

A night without dreams.

Before dawn the next day, Fan Zhilan got up. After washing, he opened the floor-to-ceiling windows, sat cross-legged on the bay window more than a foot wide, and breathed out the ray of purple air rising from the east at dawn. The aura that was solid and almost liquefied was further refined and purified. During the cycle, the whole body felt light and comfortable, refreshing and happy.

Half an hour later, Fan Zhilan finished her work. Although there was almost no aura in this world, and the air was so dirty that he insisted on breathing internally, the purple qi when the sun rose in the morning was not inferior to the original world. Originally, Fan Zhilan was still a little worried about cultivation, but now she let go of half of her mind. With his aptitude, these gaps are not irreparable.

He changed into his pajamas and put on his shirt and trousers. This is not the one from yesterday. It is a casual style suitable for wearing at home. The fabric is soft and comfortable at first glance. The silver-gray shirt and dark gray trousers make the domineering and dignified Fan Zhilan more It has a charming home atmosphere.Following the slight sound, he walked to the kitchen of the villa. The fat black Filipino maid was processing the ingredients. When he heard footsteps, he turned his head to look.

[Master, are you up?Wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon. 】The Filipino maid greeted Fan Zhilan in English.

Hao Yingjun yawned and translated in his ear.

Fan Zhilan asked Hao Yingjun in a low voice: "I'm here to cook, how do you say it in their language?"

Hao Yingjun told him that Fan Zhilan read it silently twice, and then repeated it to the uncomfortable Filipino maid in a straight voice.

The Filipino maid was taken aback and waved her hands again and again, 【Master, how could you do such a thing?Just leave it to me, huh?Hey? 】

Fan Zhilan got a headache when she heard that, so she simply pushed the Filipino maid out of the kitchen, and took over the pile of vegetables, fresh meat, rice noodles.

The Filipino maid had no choice but to stand at the door of the kitchen, moaning and watching.

Fan Zhilan checked all the ingredients for the meal and was extremely disappointed.Sure enough, in such a world, vegetables and fresh meat are almost devoid of spiritual energy. It is no problem for ordinary people to eat such things, but for practitioners who eat them, there will be more impurities in the body, and the harm is not small.If Fan Zhilan was already able to eat bigu, he might not eat at all, but who told him not to eat?Because of his love of food, he didn't store Bigu Dan in his universe bag, so if he didn't eat, he would starve to death!

Stewed a local chicken over high heat, took the essence of chicken juice, solidified it with spiritual power, added fillings to make soup dumplings, and took juicy and plump prawns with fresh shepherd's purse and fresh corn kernels to make beautiful dumplings For Crystal Dumplings, several kinds of rice and beans are cooked into a thick and smooth porridge. Finally, a black fungus and a sweet and sour lotus root slice are served cold.Fan Zhilan's cooking speed is extremely fast, and at the same time, she also takes into account the beauty and beauty. The small apron is tied around her waist, and her slender, white fingers are like butterflies on the chopping board. The worried Filipino maid was completely stunned!

There are also some lonely Filipino maids with a girlish heart. The only pastime in a foreign country is to watch various TV series, including idol dramas and various mother-in-law mothers. She always thought that a handsome and rich male lead could cook a good table The dishes are all produced by the screenwriter YY, to deceive ignorant girls like them (?), in short, it is absolutely impossible to have such a thing in reality, but even if you think this kind of plot is pure nonsense, it can't stop the Filipino maid Haimi from loving it very much. Such blood.

And now, God has made her complete!This young master is more handsome than all idol stars, and the things he makes are more delicious than those specially trained by her!Damn, this is going against the sky!

The black and fat middle-aged Filipino maid stood awkwardly by the kitchen door, full of pink hearts that were about to burst out of her chest!

Fan Zhilan asked Haimi to bring his cooked breakfast to the dining table, and he went upstairs to wash his hands and face, and finally rubbed on the pure natural handmade grease for maintenance, and then Shi Shiran came down to prepare for dinner.

The tricky thing is that in just a short while, several cars drove over quickly and stopped one by one. Not long after, one was quite outstanding, with a stalwart figure, a strong aura, and his hair was meticulously combed to his head. The middle-aged man at the end got out of the car with a group of men and women who seemed to be his subordinates, and walked towards the villa.

At this time, Fan Zhilan only had time to pierce a soup dumpling with a straw, because it was too hot and she didn't even take a bite.

So unhappy!Fan Zhilan hated being interrupted while eating, and when he saw the shadows of cars and figures from a distance, he turned cold. Hao Yingjun was wearing a bib the size of a palm, and a crystal shrimp was placed on a small plate in front of him. Dumpling a soup dumpling filled with chicken juice, seeing that the host was about to make a fuss again, it quickly patted him aside, "Fan Fan, bear with it, that is your nominal father, Yuan Baoqiang, when we get the identity , don’t bother him, okay? Calm down, come on, smile~~”

It has to be said that Fairy Kongmeng made a huge mistake. She lived so long that she forgot how her character was developed.Fairy Kongmeng was born in a big family. As a girl, she showed her skills in the chaotic backyard. Since she was a child, she fought against so many people, so she gradually cultivated into a thousand-year-old vixen.But when it came time to cultivate an heir, she only felt that if she was proficient in all the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and cooking female celebrities cultivated by her 'daughter', it would be considered successful. In addition, she had been living in seclusion all the time. It's just a group of beautiful girls who can only coax him, their skill points are full, but their sophistication is almost negative.

Hao Yingjun is an intelligent system. It can teach Fan Zhilan all kinds of skills. It is slowly groping for EQ and so on. How much can it help Fan Zhilan?And because Hao Yingjun is a guy who "cherishes flowers" very much, he is more used to Fan Zhilan than Fairy Kongmeng, he just gives what he wants and says what he wants, and he never violates Fan Zhilan's meaning.

In short, due to various reasons, the raised Fan Zhilan is such a failure, he still has to learn how to get along with others slowly!

But at the same time, one of Fan Zhilan's greatest strengths is that he listens to people's persuasion. As long as he thinks what Hao Yingjun said is right, he will accept it. Their purpose now is to coax Yuan Baoqiang well, get a legal ID card, and After defrauding a sum of money, she finally left. After trying to understand this, Fan Zhilan finally calmed down. He stood up with a gentle expression to welcome the group of people who had just walked through the gate.

As Yuan Baoqiang approached, he first smelled an extremely tempting fragrance, because he came too early, before he had time to eat breakfast, his saliva came down all of a sudden, and his stomach gurgled uncontrollably.Turning the corner, I saw an extremely good-looking young man standing in front of the dining table. It is no exaggeration to say that because of the existence of this young man, even the entire restaurant seemed lit up. The grades of ordinary localities were immediately raised by several levels, and Yuan Baoqiang didn't dare to think that this was the illegitimate child he had never seen before.

The group of loyal younger brothers who followed behind Yuan Baoqiang were also stunned. For a while, even though there were more than a dozen people present, they were completely silent.