Fang Er suppressed the excitement in his heart and sat back into the rocking chair.
After exchanging all the current items in the system, he clicked the refresh button.
Cigarette and Liquor Supermarket.
Exchange, pass.
He clicked refresh again.
With a flash of golden light, the Cigarette and Liquor Supermarket turned into a hardware store.
The ten items on the first page were:
Wrenches, pliers, screwdrivers,
Water pipes, steel pipes, welding rods.
Sockets, wires, cement nails,
And the last item, glass glue.
Moreover, the welding rods in this store could be unlocked.
He had exchanged them before, but he didn't have a welding machine, so they were of no use. Fang Er hadn't paid attention.
He didn't expect that this time they could be unlocked directly to the open mall.
After exchanging everything, Fang Er clicked to the next page.
Electric drills, electric saws, impact picks,
Welding machines, air compressors, radio planers.
Nail guns, drill bits, thongs,
And the last item, pulley hoists.
Fang Er: What the heck, did something strange sneak in?
System: Wrong item, wrong item!
With a flash of silver light, the thongs were replaced by shavers.
Fang Er: .........
What the heck! Is this even possible?
System, come out and explain!
After waiting for a long time with no response from the system, Fang Er felt conflicted.
He decided to exchange everything, then clicked refresh one last time.
The hardware store became an agricultural supplies store.
Most of them were seeds.
Cereals like wheat, corn, peanuts, and soybeans.
Forage crops like alfalfa, rye, bamboo, and sweet corn.
Each crop also had different varieties, occupying seventeen slots.
Except for alfalfa, which had three varieties, the others had two.
The remaining three were herbicides.
He exchanged them all.
It was too late to plant the grain crops, so he had to wait until next year.
He took out all the forage seeds, each bag weighing 50 jin.
Alfalfa: 450 jin, rye, bamboo, and sweet corn: 300 jin each.
According to the system's indicated seeding rate, these combined could plant about two hundred mu.
If raised in pens, one mu of forage could provide feed for twenty adult sheep!
This way, both rams and pregnant ewes could graze on high-nutrition forage, which would be very helpful for improving the sheep breed.
The system's effectiveness relieved the pressure that the divination had brought to Fang Er.
He got up from the rocking chair, stretched, and walked to the front yard with his hands behind his back.
The banquet was still ongoing. Seeing Fang Er approach, Yu Chi Baolin, holding a bottle of Maotai, ambled over.
Big Brother~ Come on, let's have a drink~!
Burp~!
The fellow said, hiccuping.
Hahahaha! Good! Drink!
Fang Er put his arm around his shoulder and walked towards Qin Huaiyu and the others.
Everyone, I apologize, I was tied up with some matters earlier. Come, Baolin, introduce me to whose sons these gentlemen are.
Burp~!
Burp~! From the Prince of Hejian's household, Li Kecheng!
From the Duke of Wei's household, Li Qiu!
Burp~! From Duke Fang's household, Fang Yiai!
From Duke Du's household, Du He!
From Duke Yi's household, Qin Huaiyu!
Burp~!
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Yu Chi Baolin held the wine bottle and introduced these second-generation officials to Fang Er one by one.
Fang Er was amused. These old dukes were all shrewder than the last!
He smiled at everyone, picked up a cup of wine from the table, and raised it.
Come, come! Let's finish this cup, and from now on, we're all friends!
Brother Fang looks down on us, I won't drink this wine!
Qin Huaiyu sat back down in his chair, puffing out his chest.
That's right! Why are you brothers with Chumo Baolin but only friends with us! I won't drink!
Fang Yiai glared and placed his wine cup down heavily, splashing the wine within.
The expressions of the others were all the same.
Hahahaha, Fang's mistake! From now on, we'll all be brothers!
Come, all you younger brothers, bottoms up!
Haha, that's more like it. Come, brothers, let's toast Brother Fang!
Qin Huaiyu stood up again, picked up his cup, clinked it with Fang Er's, and then drank it all down.
Come, Brother Fang, this younger brother toasts you!
To Brother Fang!
Fang Yiai, Li Qiu, Du He, Li Kecheng, and others raised their cups to Fang Er.
Come, bottoms up!
After drinking each cup, Fang Er wiped the corners of his mouth and said to everyone.
Brothers, please wait a moment, Fang will go get something.
After speaking, he walked into the front hall, took out twelve walkie-talkies from his spatial storage, and returned to the wine table.
This is a first meeting gift for you. One for each of you.
After speaking, he took out two and threw them towards Changsun Chong and Zhang Daxing.
One of them was lying down, and the other was lying prone.
Changsun Chong reached out and caught the walkie-talkie. Zhang Daxing, however, was directly hit on the buttocks by the walkie-talkie.
Ah~~~! Brother, you're too ruthless!
Zhang Daxing let out a scream, which was particularly loud in the courtyard.
Hahahaha!
I'm sorry, brother. I am indeed doing this on purpose!
The scene suddenly fell into dead silence.
Hahahahahahahaha~!
Then, everyone burst into laughter. Only Zhang Daxing held his buttocks with one hand and the walkie-talkie with the other, filled with grief and indignation.
This is too much bullying!
Fang Er smiled and took another drink, asking everyone the reason why the two guys were beaten.
When he learned that it was because they interrupted Old Sun and Li Chunfeng's discussion of divination, Fang Er's mouth twitched.
Well beaten, wonderfully beaten!
Changsun Chong deserved to be beaten, but Zhang Daxing seemed to be wronged.
Seeing Fang Er walking over, Zhang Daxing was both nervous and wronged: Brother, don't mess with me anymore, my butt has suffered enough!
Can it not suffer?
He sat on a rock, and instantly suffered anal fissure.
Although Old Sun changed his dressing and brewed medicine for him every day,
But Zhang Daxing had a problem with constipation!
Just imagine, a wound that had just begun to heal was torn open again the last time he had a bowel movement.
Then, he would slowly recover for a day or two.
And then it would be torn open again.
Then recover.
Then tear open again.
This fellow had simply entered a vicious cycle.
From Chang'an to Shenyang, he had lost more than ten catties along the way!
To solve his constipation, Old Sun had even added croton seeds to the herbal decoction, but it had little effect.
Hahahaha!
Fang Er had already heard about his situation from Qin Huaiyu and the others. He felt both sorry for his pain and found it amusing.
This guy is too unlucky!
He took out a lollipop from his pocket.
Here, since you can't drink, have a lollipop.
Tell me, what do you want to eat? Brother will get it for you.
Don't be polite, as long as you want to eat it, brother will definitely find a way to satisfy you.
Fang Er intended to comfort him, but he didn't expect Zhang Daxing's little face to turn pale at these words!
Brother, am I beyond saving?
No, I haven't gotten married yet!
I'm still a young man who hasn't been touched, why don't you get me a wife!
At least let me leave an heir for the Zhang family before I go!
Wuwuwuwuwu~!
The fellow actually started crying as he spoke.