Thirty million! That was a sum many ordinary people couldn't earn in several lifetimes.
Then there was the waitress. She was average-looking, no matter how you looked at her, there was nothing that would make a man's heart pound.
Why did that man just throw away so much money?
There was only one answer!
Either the man had a screw loose, or he was seriously ill!
"Actually, being a saint occasionally is quite satisfying!" Just as some women were regretting not being able to transform into that waitress, Cheng Xiaofan was already riding on the Heavenly Eagle, musing in his mind.
In fact, Cheng Xiaofan recognized the waitress.
The first time he came to Wangjiang City's farmer's market to sell vegetables, he saw a young girl working as a bricklayer at a nearby construction site.
This girl left a deep impression on him. She was covered in dust, her clothes tattered, and the sweat on her face had turned black.
At that moment, he thought to himself that if he had such a sister, he would rather die of exhaustion than let her work on a construction site, toiling so desperately.
However!
Everyone has their own life.
At that time, Cheng Xiaofan had just inherited the Shennong legacy, and his life hadn't improved yet. The girl was just a fleeting thought in his mind, and he didn't have the luxury to dwell on it.
What Cheng Xiaofan didn't expect was to encounter that girl again today.
Seeing her sallow, malnourished complexion, he felt a pang of pity.
Regardless, two strangers who had brushed past each other meeting again for a second time could be considered a form of destiny.
For the sake of this destiny, Cheng Xiaofan felt he should help her.
...
"Screeeech—"
At this moment, the Heavenly Eagle, carrying Cheng Xiaofan, flew back to the cave.
Cheng Xiaofan had originally intended to have the Heavenly Eagle fly him directly back to Zhuxi Village, but halfway, he changed his mind.
On the way, he noticed that some bamboo grew not far from the cave.
These bamboo stalks were purplish-red, with patterns resembling auspicious clouds on their surface. Bamboo of this kind was extremely rare, practically a national treasure.
Using such bamboo to make attics or furniture would be very sturdy.
Cheng Xiaofan felt that since he had brought Yu Xuanji into the Shennong Space, he should build a house for her specifically within the space.
Even if no one else entered the space, having a dwelling could provide a sense of psychological security.
He wanted to use that purplish-red bamboo to build a house for Yu Xuanji.
At the same time, he would transplant some of this bamboo into the space, filter it with spiritual energy, and then transplant it to the back mountain of Zhuxi Village.
If anyone else tried to transplant these national treasure-level bamboo, they would surely die.
But!
In Cheng Xiaofan's hands, it was no problem at all.
After being filtered by spiritual energy, the bamboo would not only reach a new level of quality but also develop strong roots and remarkable regenerative abilities, transforming a small cluster into a bamboo sea with over ten stalks in a ravine.
When Cheng Xiaofan reached the cave, he entered the space first.
"Ah, Mr. Cheng, you're back!"
Yu Xuanji was lying on the golden bed, rolling around and having fun. "When I first entered the space, I didn't notice. I never expected that hidden beneath the flowers, there would be such a bed made of pure gold!"
Cheng Xiaofan chuckled, "These are gold bricks I moved in from the outside. I stacked them to make this bed and just left it here!"
"Here are your clothes, take them to wear!"
Yu Xuanji chuckled, "Mr. Cheng, actually, in this space, it doesn't matter if I wear clothes or not, as no one will see anyway!"
"..." Cheng Xiaofan was speechless at her words.
Does she think I'm invisible?
Am I not human?
He couldn't help but curl his lips and said, "Yu Xuanji, it's better to wear them. After all, I'm a living, breathing man in front of you!"
"To be honest, I'm going to build an attic for you here in a moment!"
Yu Xuanji exclaimed in surprise, "What, Mr. Cheng, you're going to build an attic for me here in this space?"
Cheng Xiaofan nodded, "That's right. With an attic, you'll have a true sense of home here!"
"Mr. Cheng, thank you!" Yu Xuanji's eyes reddened, and two crystal tears rolled down her cheeks.
She wiped away her tears and couldn't help but let out a giggle, "I don't know how many years it's been since I've felt like crying!"
"Even when I was alive, perhaps my aggressive nature was too strong, I never shed a tear!"
Cheng Xiaofan smiled, "I won't chat with you any longer. Hurry up and put on your clothes. I need to move some bamboo in from outside to start building your attic!"
Yu Xuanji immediately said, "Okay, I'll do as you say. I'll put on my clothes right away and prepare for my new home in this space!"
In her heart, she was truly curious, wondering how Cheng Xiaofan would build her a bamboo attic.
Cheng Xiaofan emerged from the space again and went outside the cave. He scanned the purplish-red bamboo in front of him, calculating the required quantity.
After all!
This bamboo was very rare.
He didn't want to waste a single stalk.
Immediately, Cheng Xiaofan waved his hand, and a dragon's power, shimmering with dazzling golden light, struck the bamboo grove.
As he retracted his hand, with a loud cracking sound, the bamboo stalks were cut at the roots and all collected into the space.
Cheng Xiaofan returned to the space and found Yu Xuanji already dressed, standing by the pond, striking various poses in front of the mirror-like water surface.
The clothes fit her as if tailor-made, neither too big nor too small, accentuating her exquisite figure, creating curves that were as breathtaking as rolling hills and changing peaks, incredibly beautiful.
"Good, so sexy and beautiful!" Cheng Xiaofan applauded.
Hearing Cheng Xiaofan's praise, Yu Xuanji was exceptionally excited.
She bowed deeply to Cheng Xiaofan, her face beaming with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Cheng. I'm truly delighted to receive your praise!"
Cheng Xiaofan smiled, "I just cut down some bamboo outside. I'm about to start building your attic."
Yu Xuanji looked around but found no bamboo.
She curiously asked Cheng Xiaofan, "Mr. Cheng, where is the bamboo you cut? I don't see it anywhere."
Cheng Xiaofan explained, "My space here is like a house. It has a main hall, several bedrooms, etc. Each sub-space can store different things."
"You're currently in the main space, so naturally, you can't see things in the sub-spaces."
As he spoke, he beckoned with his hand, and with a whoosh, the purplish-red bamboo appeared in the main space.
"Wow, what beautiful bamboo!"
Seeing the bamboo, Yu Xuanji exclaimed in delight, "An attic built with this bamboo must be incredibly beautiful!"
"And the color of this bamboo, I really love it!"