Zhang Fan: "The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry?"

"Isn't this still one day? Why are you anxious?"

Zhang Fan replied speechlessly.

Next second.

"Didi!"

The sound of the message notification sounded again.

"Boss! Please understand us poor people, okay?"

"A whole thousand dollars, you can't bear to watch me lose, right?"

The text sent by the dark night's pupils was also accompanied by a dynamic expression of crying.

Black lines appeared on Zhang Fan's face.

If you post this expression, don’t you be a girl, right?

"If possible, I really want you to lose."

Zhang Fan responded casually.

Then.

He was swept by the dynamic expression of crying.

have no choice.

Zhang Fan could only add one more sentence: "It's a pity that the conditions do not allow."

"I'll go to restore the prescription first and submit the task."

After leaving a word, Zhang Fan minimized the chat interface.

Click on your homepage, and then submit the task at the place where you receive it.

Zhang Fan wrote down the medicinal materials needed for Du'er Prescription and how to use and treat them without any pause.

It took only a dozen minutes before and after, Zhang Fan was done.

"Congratulations to Pingfan for successfully submitting the task."

After the task is submitted successfully, a prompt pops up on the screen.

Zhang Fan smiled with satisfaction, closed the computer, looked at Hai Qingshan beside him, and said, "It's done!"

"So fast?"

Haiqingshan looked at Zhang Fan with some doubts.

Zhang Fan took more than ten minutes to solve the task that no one could take on for five years?

Is this a task or a human problem?

Not only the green mountains of the sea, but also the dark eyes were stunned at this moment.

After Zhang Fan successfully submitted the task, he would not only receive a prompt message.

at the same time.

Congratulations will also be synchronized in the banners topped by the entire medicine department.

For a moment, the already quiet World Chat Channel exploded instantly.

"Submitted! This newcomer has really submitted the mission!"

"How is this possible? Why did he submit the task that no one has taken on for five years?"

"I think even if it is submitted, it is just a random writing process, and it is impossible to get the recognition of the person who posted the task."

“…”

In the World Channel, endless chat messages are emerging like mushrooms after a rain, constantly emerging.

certainly.

Almost no one thinks that Zhang Fan can really pass the approval after submitting the task.

Especially the eyes of the night.

At this moment, he was even more sad and felt sorry for his investment of the thousand dollars that Zhang Fan could complete the task.

after all.

How can a task that can be completed in more than ten minutes be correct?

Even if Zhang Fan has some skills, he can't be a god.

certainly.

Zhang Fan no longer knew the resentment of the dark eyes.

Who asked him to automatically log out of the Small World account when he closed the computer?

In reality, the Song family.

Hai Qingshan was stunned for a while, and finally came to his senses.

His expression kept changing.

After seeing Zhang Fan's sexy operation, he now doesn't even have enough confidence to ensure that Zhang Fan can pass the task.

"Since Mr. Zhang has submitted the task, I won't disturb you much."

Hai Qingshan looked at Zhang Fan with a serious look on his face and said, "If you have time, welcome to Yipinju as a guest."

"Whenever Mr. Zhang has something to do, the door of my Yipinju will be open to Mr. Zhang at any time."

Throw out the olive branch, and the sea and the mountains will not stay for long.

He left the Song family very simply.

"This boss of Pinju is interesting."

Zhang Fan touched his chin and thought slightly.

Of course, he knew very well that the reason why Hai Qingshan treated him with such an attitude was more because of Meimei and the other four.

Although Zhang Fan still doesn’t know what Meimei said to Haiqingshan that night in Yipinju.

But there is no doubt that it shocked Haiqingshan.

but.

This is just an episode.

Hai Qingshan left, so Zhang Fan didn't care.

In the following time, Zhang Fan naturally stayed in the mourning hall with Song Fanshuang.

No words all night.

Because she had just experienced the pain of losing her father and mother, Song Fanshuang had not recovered yet.

Of course, everything you say seems very boring.

Zhang Fan was just quietly by Song Fanshuang's side.

While she was crying, she whispered to her.

When she was tired of crying and fell asleep, Zhang Fan asked her to lean on her shoulder and take a nap.

It was not until dawn that Zhang Fan took Song Fanshuang to the bed and put it down.

After all, there are still people from neighbors who come to help during the day.

Of course, there is no need for Song Fanshuang to be by the side all the time.

What's more, isn't Zhang Fan still there?

...

At that time.

A small bamboo forest courtyard.

Built beside the mountains.

There are gurgling streams on the mountain that gather into an irregular pool.

The sun shines through the gaps of bamboo leaves, and spots spread around the courtyard.

It looks a bit peaceful and beautiful.

An old man with gray hair and over 70 years old slowly turned on the computer placed on the stone pavilion table.

"Three days have arrived, I'm afraid... I can't complete the task again."

"Think about it, this Duer Erfang was created by Master himself. If someone really knows it, why do you need three days? Just one glance, I'm afraid it will be restored intact?"

"Oh! Master, I am a disciple who is incompetent, even your only bloodline..."
To be continued...