Fang Xing was very hilarious, as a working boy, he actually drew a lottery to the United States for a five-day trip.
"Can it be exchanged for money?"
Fang Xing sat in the cramped rental room, waiting expectantly for a response on the other end of the phone.
"Sorry sir, no!"
Fang Xing continued to ask, "Then can I give this opportunity to others?"
He has already thought about it, the little Liu in the same workshop has always dreamed of traveling abroad, as long as there is a 50% discount, Ya will definitely agree.
"Sorry, no!
This lottery is linked to the ID card, so only the parties have this right. ” "!"
…… Three days later, New York City.
Following the tour guide in front, Fang Xing walked lazily behind, and on the left was the port of New York, with an annual throughput of hundreds of millions of tons.
In August, there were several large ships parked outside the harbor, and the transport trucks were like worker bees, pulling the goods from the huge warehouse to the ship's side.
"Wow!
There are so many warehouses, so big!
A middle-aged woman exclaimed, pointing to the warehouse, and then stunned by the open yard and container yard.
A man on the side ostentatiously explained: "This is the largest port in the United States, where food, daily necessities, and various industrial products are imported and exported from the port, and millions of tons of things are stored in this place, not to mention that millions of tons of things are stored." ” At this time, a refrigerated truck drove from the dock to the warehouse, and there was a big black spot on the back of the truck, like a black hole.
And this black dot looks directly across the sea from the side, and I don't know where it is connected.
The black hole gradually expands in place, and everything around it is swallowed up.
"Ahh There are ghosts, run!
The woman was the first to notice the anomaly, and with a nimble that did not match her bloated figure, she ran in the opposite direction.
"Run!"
The people at the dock and the people in the tour group are running for their lives, and Fang Xing is no exception.
The black hole is expanding faster and faster, and soon engulfs the entire warehouse area, followed by the open storage yard......
"Brother is a sprinter, you wait.
Uh......"
Fang Xing, who fell at the back of the line, was about to start, but the black hole came...... …… During the Yongle period, Beiping - in order to prevent the place name from being harmonious, it has been called Beiping since then!!
Fang Hong, the former director of the Ministry of Officials, gradually passed away and will be buried today.
As a guy who was dismissed by the emperor, Fang Hong gradually died of depression when he was only thirty-five years old.
For his funeral, the only son Fang Xing was really pure filial piety, and he actually sold the main house, so that this funeral was remarkable.
But today, after the funeral, a Chinese man came to the door against taboos.
After the Chinese people left with the documents and tokens satisfied, there was a scream from the Fang Mansion that was about to move......
"Come on!
The young master fainted!
” …… Three years later...... …… Keeping filial piety for three years, this is what every filial son should do, but Fang Xing, who moved out of Fangfu and went to a small village on the outskirts of Beiping, was very happy, because he had been in a state of confusion and did not need to abide by any cumbersome rules.
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 three-entry mansion, a man in his forties was directing two servants to dismantle the filial piety things.
"Steward Fang, the young master is sober!
The young master is sober!
” A maid wearing a blue bikini ran over with excitement on her face, she held a bowl in her hand, the bowl was full of milk, regardless of the difference between men and women, grabbed the middle-aged man's sleeve, and took it to the backyard.
The corners of Jay Fang's mouth trembled, his hands covered his heart, and he hurriedly ran behind with the maid.
In one of the bedrooms of the main courtyard, Fang woke up, he barely moved his stiff body, and looked at the antique room in fear.
"Where am I?
Am I not outside New York Harbor?
” Looking at the pale and thin arms, and then touching the long hair, Fang woke up and became depressed.
"Young Master, is the young master really awake?
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After a burst of footsteps, a middle-aged man rushed in, and when he saw Fang waking up sitting on the bed, the tears fell down in a torrent.
"Young Master!
Woooooo ” Looking at the two men and women in ancient costumes who were kneeling on the ground and crying, Fang Xing was shocked.
Did my brother cross over?
And it's still a young master?
As soon as Fang Xing's eyes rolled, he pretended to smile 'kind', and stretched out his hand to help him tremblingly: "You guys get up, I'm a little dizzy." ” After the middle-aged man got up excitedly, he hurriedly went to help Fang Xing, and then said, "Young Master, you have been groggy for three years, of course you have to faint!"
” Fang Xing was secretly happy in his heart: "But I seem to have forgotten a lot of things!"
” "Young master, as long as you wake up, I'll tell you the things you forgot." …… Half a day later, Fang Xing was tired of listening, and Jay Fang and Xiaobai also said that they were tired, so they let him rest.
Lying on the bed, Fang Xing touched the pajamas on his body, and his heart was agitated.
The original owner of this body, after three years of similar dementia, although he had milk and chicken soup every day, and even ginseng soup from time to time, finally followed his father today, and the Fang woke up from New York Harbor.
Yongle year, Fang Xing knew that it was the year name of the Yongle Emperor, but at present, the capital of the Ming Dynasty is in Nanjing, and the BJ at this time is still called Beiping.
The original owner was already saddened by the death of his father, and on the last day of the funeral, he was actually divorced, but he couldn't accept it for a while, and fell into a coma.
"I'm actually a young master?
Hahahaha!
Fang Xing excitedly raised his thin right hand, and wanted to take a bite to see if he was dreaming.
"Huh!
What is this?
I don't have a tattoo!
” On Fang Xing's right arm, an anchor pattern was very eye-catching, Fang Xing rubbed his eyes, and bit it down.
"Whew!
It hurts!
” In a drowsy state, Fang Xing felt that he had entered a huge space, and this space was full of things.
Rows of warehouses, densely packed with containers......
"I'll go!
What is this place?
” Fang Xing was a little frightened, shrunk and walked to the door of a warehouse, stretched out his hand and pushed, and the door opened.
It's a cold store, and it's white and misty, with chunks of beef neatly stacked.
Fang Xing picked up a piece of beef, and in the June weather, the frozen beef made his hands numb for a while.
"Why doesn't the ice melt here?"
Fang Xing was surprised, and then went to another warehouse, where rice was placed, and it was Thai fragrant rice.
After looking at more than ten warehouses in a row, Fang woke up, and he walked to an office on the side, but the shock came.
There was a cup of coffee on the desk in the office, and when he reached out and touched it, it was actually hot.
"it!"
Fang Xing, who was surprised, just scolded, and as a result, he reappeared on the carved wooden bed.
"It can't be a hallucination, right?"
Fang Xing didn't hesitate to bite the anchor again.
"I'm in again!
Hahahaha!
Standing in this vast space, Fang Xing smirked proudly.
Next, Fang Xing tested his ability to bring things in and out, and sure enough, after a thought, he was able to bring things out and bring things in.
Fang Xing looked at the frozen beef in his hand tremblingly, "Brother is developed!"
Brother is developed!
” And where he didn't see it, there was a warehouse and a container with the square words showing where they came from......