The Fiery Age: Passionate Youth, Starting from the Top Job

Even if you write cool articles, can you write with some brains? There is no food in the house and you are so hungry that you turn around and go to another room to get a bag of flour. Do you think everyone else is a fool?

What's more, I introduced Liang Ladi to Sha Zhu. Is Sha Zhu worthy? What kind of bullshit is written.

When I saw the title of the book, I came in full of curiosity. However, I didn't even finish reading the introduction, and my heart dropped. The words "Siheyuan" stood in front of me like an unscalable mountain. I was immediately in awe, and was about to click to exit, but the screen suddenly emitted a dazzling light that I couldn't look directly at. When I recovered, I found myself in a mysterious space with dozens of people in front of me. Before I could ask any questions, the man holding the knife in the lead claimed to be the author and said that the people behind him were his readers and asked me to choose a team to join. I took a closer look: one team had distorted faces, bleeding from all its orifices, and the blood was black, and it was clear that they died from poison; one team was divided into two groups, and they were dividing the money, and they were all complaining that the industry was getting more and more expensive, and the prices were getting lower and lower. I asked you here what price you would pay for a good review, and there I asked you what price you would pay for a bad review. The word "flood army" came to my mind. One team smiled and said that this book is really good. They asked me to join them. They must be the ones who think this book is good. The other team laughed and said that this book has the power to become a god. It was the only one they had seen in their lives. They waved to me and asked me to join them quickly. I took a closer look and saw that their eyes were cold and they were hiding weapons. Are they trying to trick them into killing? I hurried away; one team was yelling at each other, saying how unreasonable it was, and asking each other if they had deleted the book; the last team looked on coldly, without saying a word, still thinking about what was going on with them. The author suddenly got angry, pointed a knife at me and told me to choose immediately. , My eyes flashed fiercely, my face turned cold, and I decided to imitate the "sages", so I said: "I don't eat beef (I don't watch Siheyuan)." I pulled out the golden gun from my waist with a grin, and in the author's frightened eyes, I pointed it at him and pulled the trigger - bang! ... There was a "pop" sound, and my face hurt. I jumped out of bed and found that I had fallen asleep. The phone fell and hit me on the head. "It turns out that it was a dream." Picking up the phone, it was the book.

After reading the first four chapters, I only have one idea. The author is a person who has never cooked or seen seeds. It takes two or three hours to make steamed buns. How do you turn flour into steamed buns in just a few minutes? You have to make it yourself! It's not bought from the market, and who's farming family buys half a catty of tomato seeds and half a catty of tomato seeds? How much space do you have to plant so much? Does anyone know the yield of tomatoes and eggplants? Where to sell so much? Such a large amount cannot be eaten by the black market.

Let's forget about stallion stories for period stories.