Chapter 452: Daily Life

In the dark room with the lights on, A-Mao tilted its head, paused its small cat steps in place, and looked at the man scooping poop in front of it with round, curious eyes. It felt that the man in front of it was the one it was familiar with; the appearance and smell had not changed at all, but it felt like it was not, suddenly becoming so strange.

Wang Yan naturally saw the little cat looking at him at the door, habitually waved his hand slowly, and then habitually gave himself two big slaps.

There is no way, although he was still walking vigorously and thinking clearly in his old age, the parts were indeed not very useful, and the energy consumed between movements made him tired. Slowness became a natural thing, both physically and mentally.

He slapped himself, just to let the pain help him re-adapt to such a strong, young body without age spots, no white hair, and full of explosive power.

As for saying that he stayed in the Song Dynasty for one hundred and seven years, so he was strange to real life, it didn't matter. After all, it was not the first time, and he had a lot of experience in re-adapting to modern life, and he would not be seen through by anyone. Of course, a Wei Lan who slept in the same bed every day would definitely notice something. After all, it was a hundred years of accumulation, and the temperament like an abyss was even more ancient and heavy, and it was still a bit different when revealed, but he could just muddle through with a few words. Who would have thought that after waking up, the person on the pillow had experienced a hundred years of time?

Seeing the poop-scooper beckoning, A-Mao approached step by step, jumped onto the table lightly, and probed forward. Until the warm and familiar big hand fell on its little head, it meowed, fell over on the desk, revealing its belly that was already a bit fleshy, scratch for this cat...

The little thing is quite good at it, Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, pulled the little cat in front of him, and gave the little thing a massage. His hands didn't stop, but his eyes were looking at the air in front of him.

Wang Yan

Attributes: Strength 30

Agility 30

Constitution 30

Spirit 78

Unallocated points 5

Completing the task earned five free attributes. The previous five points, before he became the world's number one, he had all added to his constitution, and after so many years, they had been completely developed. He had measured his weight before, which was about two hundred and ten catties. What was added was bone density and internal organ strength. His height had not changed, still the original one hundred and eighty-four, and from the appearance, he was still the original look, unchanged. This is the great power of the living father, which is not something human power can achieve.

He is a doctor, and to a certain extent, he is also a scientific research type. He had not studied himself before, and all his functions were several times stronger than ordinary people, but it was impossible to make others reach his level. Because there was no way to strengthen bone density and internal organ strength like him. Even if he studied martial arts for so many years and reached the extreme of controlling himself.

He could achieve a certain degree of strengthening. After all, there are secret medicines and martial arts that accelerate absorption. But the efficiency is extremely low, and practicing for a lifetime is not as good as him casually adding a few points, so he gave up after studying for a while. He couldn't really slice himself, and even if he did, it would be useless. After all, there is only one living father.

But speaking of medical skills, this time he has advanced again. After all, to promote health and medical care, he must cultivate manpower. He occasionally communicates, and he has gone further in medical Dao. It is not to say that the doctors of the Song Dynasty were not as good as the doctors of the Ming Dynasty. After all, diseases change, experience is accumulated, and knowledge is summarized. Latecomers may not be inferior to predecessors. It is just that the further back in time, the closer to the source of TCM, which is the most precious.

And regarding secret medicines, he naturally did not forget to continue researching. The martial generals of the Song Dynasty were not white, and they all had inheritance. Martial arts to temper the body, secret medicine recipes to strengthen the body, many of which were inherited from the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Compared with the end of the Ming Dynasty, the effect was even more fierce, which is the benefit of inheritance.

He collected martial arts and secret medicines, studied martial arts himself, and handed over secret medicines to the Imperial Medical Academy. After a hundred years, he naturally achieved results. More advanced secret medicines have more fierce medicinal effects and better strengthening effects on the body. And the universal health version also reduced costs and improved effects. From the original four thousand a bottle, it dropped to three thousand a bottle. If raw materials are imported on a large scale and produced scientifically, the cost can even be pressed down by two or three hundred, which is absolutely a qualitative leap.

As for other skills, there is nothing to say, and there is no progress. Even many skills, because he was in ancient times, had no practical operation, and after a hundred years, they had become rusty. If his foundation was not too deep, it might have dropped levels. But even if it really dropped levels, the problem is not too big. After all, the experience is there, adapt and find the feeling, and he can return to the peak soon.

It is worth mentioning that the biggest harvest this time is that the living father gave him a hard drive. The super-technology is that it can go between binary and ternary without laborious transcoding and compilation. The interface can also be changed and can be inserted. Although this function is useless, after all, his ternary computer also uses a USB or C port, which is just saving the trouble of adapters, and can even be inserted directly into the motherboard, which is quite convenient.

The most critical thing is that the storage capacity is boundless. Because it is not marked with how much the specific capacity is, the capacity data he sees when connecting to the computer is "", which is very scary.

For a moment, Wang Yan really wanted to dismantle this hard drive, because this might be the key to the second world. But he didn't dare to move, because compared to the second world that he didn't know when it would be realized, this container that can store data and pass between reality and film and television worlds is the important one. It saved him too much trouble, relying on his brain to memorize massive data, and having to continue researching after returning, he had long had enough.

It is possible that the living father saw that he was too tired and took care of his good big son.

There is some happiness, after all, the living father is sensible, but it is not to the point of being excited, after all, it just saved him the trouble of memorizing massive data with his human brain. He wants to show his skills in the real world, but that is also a monkey year and a horse month. In any case, the stay time in the real world is too short, and he really can't do anything big. Even if there is ready-made data, it is by no means a day or two to develop. If he wants to reach the height he had in the film and television world, it is unknown how many years it will take. Although he also opened a company, it was just to find something to do and earn some money to live.

He definitely cannot hand over the data directly. This is not a strengthening pill, which can be lied about where it was found in an ancient book, plus he learned medical skills by himself, etc. He has to insist on saying so, and others will believe it. But for things in technology, he can't fool it no matter what, and he must get to the bottom of it.

So he still tossed himself slowly. With the blessing of time, one day when there are results, he can still say that he is a genius, his thinking is ahead of time, and he can guide the direction of technical research.

That day is still very far away...

In fact, he had guessed before that he might be given a sword. After all, it is the same ancient world. The Embroidered Uniform Guard gave a knife. This time, the greatest possibility is to give a sword of the Son of Heaven. He did not expect the living father to be so caring, which was also beyond his expectation.

After looking at what he had gained this time, he got up and poured the water in the cup, and then took another cup of this water and drank it. Although it was only for a moment, he still felt that the water in the cup had been a hundred years old, and he felt uncomfortable.

After drinking the water, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and lay down comfortably on the recliner. A-Mao was purring lightly in his arms, and he just looked at the city outside the window without moving, another sleepless night...

Without feeling it, the sky was already bright. A-Gou, who had slept all night, had woken up, looked back at the time on the clock on the wall, 5:30, and put it in the cat nest to let it continue to sleep lazily amidst A-Mao's dissatisfied meows.

With a big stretch, he found quick-drying shorts and half-sleeves to change into, took his mobile phone and keys, put on headphones, put a leash on A-Gou, who had consciously licked a few sips of water and waited at the door, opened the door and walked out.

Greeting the old men and women who got up early, he walked out of the community all the way, found a place for A-Gou to solve and clean up, simply moved his body, and then ran towards the Xihu.

His physical data is stronger now, and his athletic ability has greatly increased. According to the world record, he should be able to break the record in track and field events, and by a large margin. If there is no accident, he should be the strongest on the surface.

He ran for an hour at a pace of three minutes, found a place to practice two sets of boxing, and walked back slowly with A-Gou. A-Gou is still very useful, a bit silly, because it has endurance exercise every morning, its figure looks quite powerful, and it is quite attractive. Even if there are not hundreds of thousands of fans on the Internet, if you take it out for a stroll, many people will take pictures.

So the way back was not very quiet. There were always people who wanted to touch the dog, wanted to take a picture, and there were other people who walked the dog early in the morning to chat and exchange two sentences about dog-raising experience.

Wang Yan just came back and was still in the adaptation stage. Plus Wei Lan had already handed over the work, so she could go to work at will in the morning, not in a hurry to get up early. So he did not refuse those people, and chatted with them happily. Until after seven o'clock, the heat rose, and then he left the Xihu with the dog, and it was almost eight o'clock when he got home.

He didn't wake up the sleeping Wei Lan, added food for A-Mao and A-Gou, washed up, and then started making breakfast. His craftsmanship was somewhat rusty. After all, he was an emperor, and he only pointed out a few times for the chefs in the Imperial Food Bureau to cook. He had absolutely never done it himself. Not to mention cooking, if he wasn't ashamed, there would be special people to serve him even when he went to the toilet. If he didn't want to move, he really only needed to open his mouth for a day.

After busy for a while, he made breakfast. Wei Lan still didn't wake up. He sat at the dining table and ate big mouthfuls, while flipping through the news.

After eating, Wei Lan still didn't wake up. He boredly fiddled with the computer in the study, which was to transfer the data originally stored in the hard drive to the newly obtained hard drive. It was very convenient. Just plug both hard drives into the computer and copy and paste directly. It was almost instantaneous, and super-technology is strong. After all, the data he stored was also massive, several hard drives. According to the normal read and write speed, the copy and paste operation is actually not very fast, but now this almost really is like taking something, just picking it up with your hand, then moving it for a distance, putting it down, that's all, it's so natural, so fast.

He thought it would take a while, but he didn't expect it to be so fast. He couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder. After checking various files and recalling that there was no omission, he closed the computer and put it in his bag. He picked up Wei Lan's computer on the side and helped her edit the videos of A-Mao and A-Gou to pass the time.

Of course, he didn't forget to tell his subordinates in the group that he wouldn't go today. Wei Lan got up late, so he just went to buy some medicine in the afternoon, changed to a new formula, and took Wei Lan to rub pills together.

By 9:30, Wei Lan finally slept well, rubbed her eyes in a daze, and came out, leaning on the door frame and combing her long hair: "Why didn't you call me? Not going to work?"

"It's all my own business, what does it matter if I go early or late?" Wang Yan smiled and looked at her: "Breakfast is on the table, don't worry, clean up slowly."

Just like he said, starting a company is to make money to make yourself comfortable, and secondly to change the world, never to find trouble for yourself. If he had to climb up early and work until midnight, what was he trying to do?

Wei Lan sleeping in, just sleep. Because what is important has never been what she does during the day, but how to do it at night.

"People who start a business wish they could be busy from morning to night, but you..."

She didn't know why this man was so calm, but what she liked was exactly this feeling. Not to mention that he had a monthly income of hundreds of thousands. Wei Lan shook her head speechlessly, yawned and turned to eat and wash.

By the time she finished a set of busy work, it was already eleven o'clock.

"Okay." Wei Lan walked to the study, stood behind the man, and kneaded his shoulders with both hands: "Yo, rare. Why did you take the initiative to help me edit the video?"

"Help you share some, help you gain fans. Although we don't count on this to earn much money, but if you do one line, you have to do it well. In any case, you have to mix up a million fans. When you are free this week, change the style for them, shoot outside, change the editing style, and let your thirty thousand fans be fresh, and absorb some fans. Hey, by the way, I haven't asked, didn't you tell me two months ago that you started selling cat food, dog food, and small toys? How is the sale?"

"I was waiting for you to ask me." As soon as he said this, Wei Lan smiled and narrowed her eyes, the same virtue as A-Mao who was dozing off with his hands tucked: "Earned nearly twenty thousand. If I were like others, live streaming and selling goods every day, I feel that I could earn tens of thousands a month, much higher than my salary. Some people even sent me private messages to sign me, saying what professional team, traffic diversion, etc., a bunch of things. Now it can be considered financial freedom..."

"Don't you have to update four or five videos every week? You spent three or four hours on one video, and you are still free."

Short videos are indeed profitable. Wei Lan only has thirty thousand fans, doesn't live stream, and doesn't update very diligently. She just hung a few things she bought for A-Mao and A-Gou in the shopping cart on the homepage. If she thought of it, she would mention it in the comment area. If she didn't think of it, she would just leave it there. It all depends on the browsing users to dig it out themselves. This is earning ten thousand a month. If she really live streams, just relying on herself, it is no problem to earn thirty to fifty thousand a month. After all, in a live broadcast room with only one or two hundred people, without any special skills, just selling goods, she can sell tens of thousands of goods a day, which is very profitable.

"Annoying, hitting people's enthusiasm." Wei Lan couldn't help rolling her eyes, changing the subject: "It's noon, let's go."

"Wait for me to finish editing this, the train of thought is coherent, it's not good to break it. Let's go out in the afternoon, let's buy some medicine, and go to the house I rented to rub pills."

"Okay." Wei Lan responded, turned around and picked up a book on finance and read it on the side, not asking to know, but to understand.

After a while, her mobile phone ding-donged twice. She dug for a while and said: "The real estate agent just sent me a message, sent me a few houses, and asked if we are going to see the house this week?"

Wang Yan looked at her like a fool: "It's the weekend and there's nothing to do, of course, we're going, if we don't look, how can we buy it."

Rolling her eyes at him, Wei Lan replied to the message and said: "You tell me the bottom line, how much money are we buying the house for? We have seen from six million to seven million. The house the agent just sent me, do you know how much it is? Eight million! If you don't tell me, I have no bottom in my heart."

"What's the bottom? Just look at it." Shaking his head and smiling, Wang Yan took out his mobile phone, opened the mobile banking and handed it to her, saying: "I have more than 1.6 million in my hand now, and I expect to get more than one million this month, which is 2.6 million. Calculated at 30% down payment, the total house price of 8.6 million is no problem at all, and there is no need to consider the monthly payment. If you buy a house next month, you can buy a house worth more than ten million. What is there to have no bottom? Just look."

Wei Lan couldn't help but open her eyes wide, checking the digits one by one... Is buying a house so casual? Is money so easy to earn? Just one month apart, can she look at a house worth more than ten million?

She let out a long breath, and then relievedly put the phone aside. After all, the strengthening pill is like robbing money. Not to mention that even without the strengthening pill, relying on the software company's income, wanting to buy a good house is only a year or so. This old man really earns money easily.

"Forget it, more than ten million, forget it. Eight million is enough for us to buy casually, don't be so wasteful."

"Buying a house to live in yourself, it's not that you can't afford it, it's just that you have to wait for two months. You don't have to worry so much. Living comfortably is the most important thing. If you compromise because of money, it will be uncomfortable in your heart later. We are not short of money, nor are we reluctant to spend it, and we won't be unable to earn money in the future, so don't think so much."

Wei Lan nodded and said oh, thought for a while and said: "When buying a house, let your parents and my parents come over to see it? After all, it's such a big thing, several million, and it's just right to let them meet."

"That's for sure, otherwise it seems like we are hiding it from them." Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "But it's still early to say these things. Your house hasn't been seen yet, so it's not too late to say it after it's done."

"Okay." Wei Lan put the finance book aside, picked up her phone and input it, not knowing who she was talking to... ===== CHAPTER 453 =====