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Chapter 401

The weather was hot, and the child took root in the river. From morning to night, he didn't even return home.

But most people drown in summer.

Every day he saw a group of children running back and forth in the river, which made Fang Zichen worried. There were the most rivers in the south of Dry Island. As a last resort, he hired an official and asked them to go down to the village to remind the villagers to pay more attention. .

Children who love to play in water must not be controlled. They are not allowed to play in the village, and they may even go outside to find more dangerous rivers. Therefore, they should be watched frequently to avoid letting the children have accidents.

The good boy knows how to swim, so Brother Zhao doesn't worry about him. He follows Fang Zichen and concentrates on taking care of the balls and washing the mud from their vaginas.

The two divided the work, and Fang Zichen helped Gungun wash: "Stretch your neck."

There were rings of flesh on the two children's necks, and they couldn't wash them without stretching their necks.

Gungun raised his head.

This child can't understand human speech yet. Fang

Zichen sighed and said: "I'm asking you to stretch your neck, but I'm not asking you to raise your head." Gungun said with a purr: "Father, Gungun stretches the bird."

Fang Zichen: "... "Then you're fat again?"

"No, it's just Gungun."

Fang Zichen asked him to sit in the basin, touched his belly and counted it carefully: "There are four layers of fat, instead of three before!" They're all the same as your balls. You've just gained weight again. Take it easy! Look, your father was so thin that he was able to marry such a good man like your father. If you do this again, If you get fatter, I can only send you to be the son of Grandpa Ge's sow."

When Gungun heard this, he immediately shouted: "No, Gungun won't go."

That sow from Grandpa Ge's house. He was black and had a long mouth. I heard he could bite people, and the pigsty was stinky. Gungun was bitter and had a deep hatred: "Father is a bad guy, Gungun won't go."

Fang Zichen pinched his little fat face and sighed. : "If you don't go, you should eat less! Look how fat you are. The ground shakes when you walk."

"But I'm so hungry, I'll die!"

Fang Zichen looked at him pitifully. After all, I didn't have the heart to say anything more. The child didn't have enough to eat. The child was hungry and hurt in his heart. It was useless to talk too much. I worked hard and washed him with fragrance.

After washing, they were left to play by themselves. There were still some women washing clothes by the river. Fang Zichen didn't have the nerve to go swimming, so he followed Brother Zhao and sat on the bank to watch.

The river water was cool, Brother Zhao put his legs in it, it was cool and comfortable.

Fang Zichen also put his feet in the river and lightly kicked Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao looked at him: "What are you doing?"

Fang Zichen played with Brother Zhao's hand: "I see you are grinning all the time. What happy things are you thinking about? Picking up money?"

Brother Zhao said: "No, no. I just feel happy when I see the children having fun."

The child's laughter is very contagious, and it seems that all the worries are gone.

People in the village often come to sit by the river, firstly to cool off, and secondly that's all.

"I went to the town earlier and found that many shops were being rebuilt," said Brother Zhao.

Qianzhou is not rich, and even the town has many failings, with two-story houses rarely seen.

In the past, in Fu'an Town, the Zuixiao Tower had three floors!

The people in Quzhou Town are not very wealthy, and it doesn't matter how high the price of restaurants and other shops is. But this year's autumn harvest has made every household rich. Brother Zhao and Uncle Tang went to the town to buy meat for the children a few days ago. They saw some The shop was overcrowded.

Especially the shop that buys pastries and sweets. In the past, villagers only went in during the Chinese New Year to buy some to visit relatives.

This thing is expensive and there is not enough to eat. Few people buy it. It can only be used as a business for the people in the town. But now it is better. People in the village have money in their pockets and dare to go shopping. The children at home have never tasted it, so they will take some back. I gave them a taste and didn't buy much, but it was a sign at least.

At the end of July, the cloth shop, pastry shop, rouge shop, etc. began to calculate the general ledger. As soon as the figures came out, the shopkeepers were surprised. In just half a month, they actually made more than in the past half year. And I heard from the waiters that they had lost money recently. Many customers wanted to come in and take a look because there were so many people in the shop, but they left because they didn't want to be crowded.

By selling secondary grains, the common people will be rich, and they are willing to buy the candy, but what about the future?

Nowadays, the shop is indeed a bit smaller. There are other people's shops on both sides. It is difficult to expand it, so we can only build it upwards.

Make it a two- or three-story building.

Fang Zichen has heard of this before. These are all good things. Once they are built in the future, they will no longer look shabby compared to the outside.

This is the new look.

It's not just Anping County. Merchants in every county in the south are busy renovating their stores.

As long as the people get rich, others will be able to help them.

On the first day I came to Quzhou, the faces of the people I met on the road were numb and sad, and their eyes were dull. I have never seen anyone like this again. Although life is still miserable and the houses are still the same as before, everyone's face The sun is shining all over the sky, and he smiles when he sees people. Brother Zhao is also happy. At this moment, he sincerely says: "Husband, it's great to have you here."

His face is full of sincerity, and his face seems to be a little green, even though he is shy. Still trying to express his feelings really made Fang Zichen's heart pound.

This little goblin really teases him regardless of the occasion. What can he do if his bestiality comes out later and he becomes a werewolf?

He half-armed Brother Zhao's shoulders and looked to the side like a thief. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he quickly kissed him on the face and said in a hoarse voice: "I'll take care of you when I get back in the evening

."

Brother's eyes widened, he quickly looked to the side, then he came closer, his cheeks were red, and he whispered: "Why did you kiss me suddenly? Are you ashamed if others saw it? You don't know how to kiss me if you want to Let's kiss him again in the woods."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Fang Zichen buried himself in Brother Zhao's neck and laughed.

Brother Zhao also laughed, clasped his hand tightly, and intertwined their fingers with his.

The afterglow of the setting sun spreads all over the river, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. In the distance, tired birds are chirping and returning to their nests. The children's laughter is still there. In the distance, there are people in twos and threes carrying hoes and returning together to have dinner. The smoke in the village is thick, and every household There was smoke, and the crickets began to chirp in the grass, which was a pleasant sight.

In the past, I felt that living in the village was inconvenient and I had to go to town to eat. But now that I have lived in the village for a long time, Fang Zichen felt that it was a different feeling.

If you have some free time at home, you can go out to chat with others, or go to the vegetable garden to look at vegetables and pull weeds.

The pioneer, Uncle Tang, opened a small vegetable plot next to the paper mill. He couldn't get enough of it, so he went to the foot of Cuntou Mountain and opened a small vegetable plot. It was almost an acre. There were only a few people in the family. It must be hard to eat. Most of the time. Send it to the factory, which saves a lot of money.

He feels that his life is better now than in the Qin Mansion. In the Qin Mansion, he does not have to do anything but serve the master. However, the master does not have much to do, so he is often idle. Moreover, the Qin Mansion is large and there are many servants. But he abides by the rules and never makes noise, so the house seems lively. Although he is tired now and misses his master a little, he really feels that this kind of life is good, growing side dishes, chatting with others, and the house is lively and lively when he returns home. .

The village chief's wife had a good relationship with Uncle Tang. When she saw him clearing wasteland and growing vegetables, she kindly said, "But did you go to the Yamen to register?"

If you don't register and plant it privately, it's okay if no one reports it. If someone with evil intentions complains, Uncle Tang will be in trouble.

Most of the people in the village would not do this if they thought of Fang Zichen's good deeds, but there were hundreds of people in the village, and not all of them were good.

Uncle Tang was slightly confused and said: "The whole Quzhou belongs to my master, do I still need to register? The master said that as long as I don't plant on top of his head, I can plant whatever I want."

The village chief's wife: "... ····"

She actually forgot who this person was.

I'm busy at home, so I'm leaving now. Say goodbye!

Uncle Tang likes the village, and Brother Zhao also feels that life in the village is more comfortable, so the paper factory has been reorganized. Fang Zichen is not in a hurry to return to Ganzhou. Where can he work anyway?

Uncle Tang had cooked the dishes, so he came over and told them to go home for dinner.

Gungundan wanted to play in the water, but when the time came, Fang Zichen called them to come up. Even if they wanted to play again, they had to come out of the river obediently. There was no other way. Fang Zichen pricked them with an embroidery needle. If it was cold, not only would they have to drink Kuku To take the medicine, you still have to stick it with a needle, and it's scary to have your balls rolling.

When Fang Zichen shouted, the three little guys came up. They happily went home to eat and played in the yard for a while before being driven back to the house to sleep by Fang Zichen.

At the beginning of August, all the work in the fields was finished. The Lu family had dinner in the evening. The elder Lu and the second elder Lu were enjoying the cool air in the courtyard, discussing in a low voice that they should give their father a life. Make a good meal at home.

Tomorrow is Mr. Lu's seventieth birthday.

In previous years, there was no condition, and the family had never had it. The most they could do was boil an egg for him, but this year was different, life was getting better.

There are many Lu families and there is also a lot of land.

But the Lu family has more dry land and only eight acres of paddy field.

In the past, the corn and soybeans grown in dry land were not very good, and there was not enough to eat. The Lu family was very poor. However, now that chemical fertilizers are used, everything grows well. This year, the crops and corn are harvested, and the Lu family is I sold most of them and got more than a dozen taels, and now my mind is alive.

How much money does one pound of meat and one chicken cost? It's only a hundred yuan to make up for the sky, and Qian'er's family, old and young, are all busy, so they should make up for it.

The second daughter-in-law heard this and said, "My father-in-law has worked hard these years. He has done most of the work in the fields. Now that the family has the conditions, it's time to live."

The eldest daughter-in-law also nodded.

And this is the birthday of the whole week, so you have to pay attention to it.

"Let's invite my second uncle's family to come over and eat together tomorrow! It'll be lively and lively."

The next day, Boss Lu went to the town and bought three kilograms of meat and a fish.

The Lu family has a big yard. Mr. Lu has two grandsons, Zhuangzhuang and Huzi, who are only eight years old. They play best with the good boy. The good boy often brings Gungun Dandan to play here. Now he will see the Lu family killing chickens again. It was a fish killer again, so I couldn't help but wonder as I got off the bicycle.

"Auntie." The second daughter-in-law was killing chickens, and the good boy squatted next to her: "Are you killing chickens today?"

The second daughter-in-law smiled: "Yes!"

"Is there any happy event?"

Zhuangzhuang also squatted down. He came over and said first: "I know, because grandpa is celebrating his birthday today."

The good boy frowned: "Ah? Today is Grandpa Lu's birthday!" Why didn't you tell me earlier?

Mr. Lu is very kind to Guaizi. Whenever he sees him, he always gives him peanuts to eat.

Guaizi has a good impression of Mr. Lu.

It's already noon now, and there's no time to go to town to buy flour.

Knowing that he was from the capital, which was far away from Qianzhou, the second daughter-in-law said, "Today we are going to make steamed rice dumplings at home. Have you ever eaten it, young master?" The

good boy shook his head.

"Then let's eat here tonight! The steamed pork made by your grandma Lu is delicious."

The eldest daughter-in-law heard from the side and also followed the invitation, very enthusiastically.

It was hard to refuse such kindness, but the boy didn't respond immediately and said he wanted to go home and ask his father.

Zhuangzhuang was very happy and wanted to keep his friend at home to eat with him. He couldn't wait to get him: "Then let's go find Uncle Zhao now!" He

was invited, but he didn't agree to it, which seemed too rude. It was too expensive a gift. , the Lu family didn't dare to ask for it, and it wouldn't be a good idea not to give it away. All the men in the village liked to drink a few sips. Brother Zhao thought about it and went to ask Zhang Quan for two kilograms of wine as a gift for the good boy.

Mr. Lu didn't even know that his family was going to give him a life. He went to work in the fields after dinner today. A woman next to him was carrying a basket to pick vegetables. When she saw Mr. Lu spreading fertilizer, she couldn't help but say: "Hey, Brother Lu, you are still busy!"

"What's wrong?"

"You don't know?" "You

know what?"

"Today is not your birthday!"

Mr. Lu didn't take it seriously and said calmly: "Yeah! What's going on!"

"Your daughter-in-law killed a chicken at home, saying she wanted to celebrate your birthday! The smell was so strong that I could smell it outside your yard when I passed by. It's a good thing you're here. I'm busy in the fields, why don't you hurry back."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be cheating, Mr. Lu was a little surprised. The old woman sighed when she saw him hurried back.

Now that I am getting older, I may be worried about by my juniors, but I am still happy after all.

Brother Lu also has a good fortune. He gave birth to a filial son and married a good daughter-in-law.

When Mr. Lu returned home, there were several large dishes on the kitchen chopping board. He felt happy, but he still asked what he was doing with all these things. It was troublesome. His son and daughter-in-law didn't say anything, but they all knew that their father was happy.

In the evening, gifts were given first, and then the sons and grandsons lined up to kowtow. The good boy didn't understand anything. When he was given wine, Mr. Lu refused. The Lu family invited him to stay at home for dinner, not for the sake of gifts, but because they wanted him to have a taste. The steamed pork here, the wine is more expensive than the meat per kilogram, so why bother to ask for it.

The good boy insisted on giving it to Mr. Lu, saying that if he didn't want it, he would be embarrassed to eat meat, and he had to reciprocate. In this way, Mr. Lu had no choice but to accept it.

The good boy bowed and said loudly: "I wish Grandpa Lu good health, good fortune like the East China Sea, and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains."

"Hey, good, good, good." Mr. Lu pulled him over, touched his brain, and his eyes were red. : "Thank you, young master, for coming to celebrate my birthday, old man."

"Grandpa Lu, don't cry. It's your birthday today, so be happy!"

Unfortunately, people in the village talk about birthdays. Most of them talk about birthdays, birthdays, and birthdays. It should be said like this by outsiders, but everyone understands it.

The children and grandchildren of the Lu family have never read any books, so they can't say anything like blessings like the East China Sea. Now the good boy said it. Everyone felt comfortable hearing it. They thought it was auspicious words. They are getting a good deal at the age of seventy. It's a sign that dad will live a long life in the future.

Dinner hasn't started yet, but several children were so attracted by the smell of meat that they couldn't walk. They stood by the kitchen window and watched.

"My dear, do you have a grandpa?" Zhuang Zhuang suddenly asked.

The Fang family has a simple population. Zhuangzhuang and Guaizi have gone to play at home. Guaizi has never seen his grandparents. He only has a father and a father, not even an uncle or anything.

The good boy knew what he meant. He had a grandfather, a grandpa Meng, a grandpa Qin and a handsome grandpa, but his own grandfather...

"Yes!" said the good boy: "Without grandpa, where would my father come from? Woolen cloth?"

Zhuang Zhuang asked strangely: "Then why haven't I seen your grandpa? Grandpa Tang doesn't count! Didn't your grandpa come to Ganzhou with you? What does your grandpa look like? Does he look like my grandpa?" I

can't say that . clear.

It can't be said that Guaizi found an excuse and stuffed it.

The steamed pork belly is indeed delicious. The pork belly is cut into large pieces and steamed with the golden corn flour. The corn flour is soaked in oil, which makes it delicious and not greasy at all.

The good boy ate two pieces and then stopped eating. He only took two pieces of cucumber and ate them.

Grandma Lu gave him a chicken drumstick. When she saw that he had finished eating, she wanted to give him a drumstick. The good boy said that he was full and would not eat too much.

The bowls used for eating in the village are all big, and Guaizi ate one bowl. His grandson can only eat such a bowl no matter how hungry he is on weekdays. Grandma Lu and her daughters-in-law thought he was really full.

Mr. Lu and Uncle Lu were enjoying themselves while drinking the wine given by Guaizi.

This wine is more expensive than meat in the town. Mr. Lu rarely drinks it. Every time he passes by the tavern, he smells it twice. The smell is so fragrant that he can never forget it, but now he drinks it.

He ate meat and drank wine. He had never thought that such a day would come. He had a wife, a son, a daughter-in-law, and a grandson. The two tables were full and bustling. Mr. Lu felt that this was a good birthday and he was happy.

But such a day is possible thanks to your lord. He looked at Guaizi with a kind look in his eyes.

Brother Zhao knew that the good boy would definitely need to eat when he came back. He knew that other people's lives were not easy, and he would never open his stomach to eat in other people's homes. Otherwise, the Lu family's three kilograms of meat would not be enough for him.

Brother Zhao specially left food for him in the evening.

Now the good boy came back and had another meal, took a bath and went to bed. Fang Zichen told them stories as usual, and Brother Zhao sat aside with a cattail leaf fan to fan them.

Gungundan fell asleep, but Guaizi was still energetic. He had something on his mind, and Zhuangzhuang asked him out of curiosity in the evening.

"Father."

"What's wrong?"

"What kind of person is Grandpa Guaizi? Is he like Grandpa Lu? Or is he like his grandfather?" Guaizai said:

"Grandpa Zhuangzhuang loves him very much. Every time he is good, The food will be left to Zhuangzhuang and Huzi. Grandpa Lu and Grandpa Liu look very kind, but their hair is white and their eyebrows are very long. "

These two people have worked hard all their lives and are tired all the time . The wealthy man looked older, with obvious wrinkles on his face and his hands as rough as old tree bark. Every time they touched his face, the boy felt a little pain, but Grandpa touched his face because he loved him, so he didn't say anything.

At this moment, he clasped his short little fingers and said: "Grandpa and Grandpa Meng look majestic, Grandpa Meng looks handsome, Grandpa Qin is very tall, and he can also play with red tassel spears. Although they are both grandfathers, they are all different. So, Where is Guaizi's grandfather?"

Fang Zichen touched his soft hair: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Guaizai said, "Zhuangzhuang has a grandpa and a grandma, and his cousins ​​also have grandparents, but Guaizi has never seen his grandparents. "

Fang Zichen choked.

How come we meet!

It's all separated by time and space.

Guaizi thought of Grandpa Lu and asked, "Father, what kind of person is Grandpa?"

Brother Zhao also looked over. Fang Zichen rarely talked about his family members. Not only was Guaizi curious, even Brother Zhao was also curious. .

Fang Zichen: "Which grandpa are you asking?"

"Ah? Do you have many grandpas?"

"You also have great grandpa!" Fang Zichen said.

The boy's eyes were bright: "Then the boy will ask." He is so happy, he has two grandfathers! They all have only one Zhuangzhuang.

People in Great Xia all get married early. In some places, three generations live under the same roof. People in their thirties can become grandfathers. In modern times, at this age, some are still single.

But the people here in Quzhou are poor, they work too hard, they don't even have enough to eat, and there are very few people in their 80s.

Fang Zichen thought for a while and said: "Your grandpa is not like Grandpa Lu. Grandpa Lu is too old. Your grandpa looks younger, like your father and me. He is very stylish, cool, tall, with a big back and a long-lasting hair." The black suit, the leather shoes are shiny, and let me tell you, the watch your grandpa wore is worth hundreds of thousands of taels. "

Two eggs here only cost three cents, and the meat buns cost two cents each, which is comparable to a modern man. The prices of some items are actually about the same.

Fang Zichen didn't blow it either.

Hundreds of thousands of taels! ! !

Not to mention Brother Zhao, the boy's eyes widened and his breathing became rapid.

Hundreds of thousands taels? That would crush him to death.

He is also digging rivers and suppressing bandits. He is diligent and has saved money since he was three years old, but now he only has more than a hundred taels.

"Father, is this really true?"

Seeing how frightened they were, Fang Zichen's nostrils became thick: "Why did I lie to you? Your grandpa is rich, and his father never brags."

Hundreds of thousands of liang said . If there is anything missing, his dad won't even wear a watch worth more than a million dollars. In the past, his father gave him a piece of cake on his birthday. He was quite happy at the time, but now that he thinks about it, it's still money!

Guaizi blinked his big eyes and lost all sleep: "What about Grandpa Guaizi?"

"Your great-grandpa is even more amazing. Your great-grandpa can drive tanks and airplanes!"

Guaizi already knows about tanks and airplanes. What is it? Tanks can fire cannons and can blow up mountains to pieces with a single blast. Planes can fly in the sky like birds, but not everyone can fly them.

Grandpa is too tired!

The good boy's mouth opened wide at this moment: "Wow!!"

Fang Zichen said with great nostalgia: "Your great-grandfather also gave me a plane and a boat before. I also have two apartments and four supercars. , it's a pity that I haven't driven it much. If I can take you back, they will be very happy to see you and your father. If you like to play, then let your grandma build you a playground for you to play. "

He is a bit fast, but his two brothers and his second uncle's cousin are probably still single. If Guaizi can really go back with him, he will be the young prince of the Fang family. , the fourth generation and eldest grandson of the Fang family, it is no exaggeration to say that he can get wind when he wants it and rain when he wants it.

Grandparents like him the most. If they saw him having a child at a young age, or three, they would probably laugh out loud and show off to others.

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Guaizi's little palms were sweating slightly and he was a little nervous. He hugged the Ultraman doll tightly and asked in a low voice: "Father, will grandpa and grandma like Guaizi?"

Fang Zichen touched his head, He vowed: "Why not? My son smashed such a pretty boy."

"Father is right." The good boy laughed and felt happy, but soon he became sad again.

How Fang Zichen came here and why he 'abandoned' him and Brother Zhao were all explained to him clearly.

Because Guaizi knew the reason, he never complained about Fang Zichen.

It's not that his father doesn't want him and his father, it's that his father doesn't know what he has done, and his father is so confused that he doesn't know what happened, so how can he go back in the future?

I'm afraid I won't be able to see my grandparents.

Guaizi felt sad when he thought of this. He grabbed Fang Zichen's hand and suddenly said: "Guaizi wants his father and wants to be with his father forever."

Fang Zichen smiled: "Isn't my father here?"

"Guaizi misses his father." I want to go home, but I don't want my father to come back," Guaizi said.

Fang Zichen was confused: "Huh?"

"My grandparents will be very sad if my father is gone, but if my father doesn't come, my dear boy will not have a father." My dear boy was very distressed and said in a young adult tone: "No father or mother doesn't love their children. If the father is away, the grandparents must miss him very much."

Fang Zichen vaguely felt that these words sounded familiar, but the words of the good boy really made his heart sink a little, and his eyes suddenly became sour. Hot.

He didn't know why. His family cared so much about him, but he disappeared inexplicably. They must be panicked and worried, and they were looking for him everywhere, but there was no way.

He couldn't find the 'way' back and had no clue at all.

He couldn't hide his sadness and loss. Brother Zhao quickly changed the subject and asked the good boy what he had eaten at Lu's house tonight, without wishing Grandpa Lu a happy birthday.

The good boy thought of the steamed pork, licked his mouth, and replied: "Grandpa Lu's family killed chickens and fish, and also made steamed pork. It's fragrant and delicious..."

"Yeah, then Dad will ask Grandma Lu if she can do it for you later. "

"Okay."

"It's very late, go to sleep." Brother Zhao patted the boy's chest gently.

After a while, the boy fell asleep.

Fang Zichen doted on these children the most. When he came back to his senses, he looked at the three little guys sleeping with their faces flushed. When he looked at Brother Zhao next to him, his heart was full.

Brother Zhao and the child need him. They can't survive without him, but their parents are different. If he is gone, they may feel uncomfortable and painful, but they will not be unable to live. However, Brother Zhao and the child are different. They They are existences that need to be protected. They have become his life, dissolved in his bones and blood. If he wants to give them up, it will be as painful as taking a knife to cut out his heart.

There is no use in being sentimental, it will only make him unhappy. His mother said that she has no requirements for him in this life, she only hopes that he will be healthy, happy, and worthy of heaven and earth.

And I can't go back from being sad! That's pretty sad.

After returning to the room, Brother Zhao wanted to coax Fang Zichen, but when he turned around, he saw that Fang Zichen was fine.

This man must be like this, he never pretends to be worried.

He is open-minded about everything. If the sky is going to fall, he can sleep first before getting up.

Brother Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and the two of them fussed for a while before falling asleep.

But in the middle of the night, Brother Zhao heard movement beside him. It was Fang Zichen murmuring. When he listened carefully, he found that he was calling his parents.

Brother Zhao knew that his parents meant his parents. He got up and lit the oil lamp, and found that Fang Zichen was sweating and crying for his mother.

It was the first time he had done this, and Brother Zhao quickly pushed him up: "Husband, husband."

Fang Zichen suddenly opened his eyes, his breathing sounded nervous, and for a moment he couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes: " Brother Zhao?"

Brother Zhao took a handkerchief and wiped his sweat, worried: "Husband, are you dreaming?"

Fang Zichen woke up a little and sat up slowly, holding his forehead: "Yeah!

After a moment of silence, he said softly: "I heard you calling mom and dad. Did you dream about your parents?"

Fang Zichen hummed again.

Brother Zhao grabbed his hand and looked at him carefully, not missing any of his expressions: "Do you miss your parents?"

"I definitely do!" Fang Zichen said, "I just dreamed about my mother and my grandma crying. Blind, my second brother gave them two bowls and took them under the overpass, saying that he wanted to develop a side business for them. "

"..."

Brother Zhao knew it must be because of Guaizi's words . , causing Fang Zichen to have such a dream.

Fang Zichen rarely mentioned the past to him at first, because he was unhappy when he said he couldn't go back. He even had to eat half a bowl of rice. He missed home, his parents, his two brothers, his grandparents, and so on. It makes my heart and liver hurt.

Brother Zhao can see it, so he wouldn't take the initiative to mention it in the past.

But at this moment, he asked out of nowhere: "Can you tell me more about your past?"

Fang Zichen really missed his parents, and now he started talking.

After listening to what he said for a long time, Brother Zhao said sincerely: "Your parents are so good to you."

Few people can treat a picked-up unrelated child as their own.

Especially a family like the Fang family.

What's even more rare is that the two brothers above, faced with a child who will lose their parents' attention and love, and may even lose part of the family property in the future, can still treat him as their own brother without any grudges. I have to say , the Fang family is righteous from the bottom of their hearts.

They adopted Fang Zichen and watched him grow up slowly from a little dumpling. He was white and tender, soft and cute, and incredibly beautiful.

He was cuter than any other child they had ever seen. In addition, he was obedient, cheerful, and kept to himself. Even Brother Fang, who had not been very talkative since he was a child, always protected Fang Zichen.

Does it matter if they are kisses or not?

Probably because of the Fang family, Fang Zichen was affected, and due to his own reasons, Fang Zichen didn't know the life experience of Guaizi at that time. Even if he was not his biological son, he doted on him very much. What the villagers said about not raising him well, When he heard it, he would scold him back. If he said something too harsh, he would take a wooden stick and wander outside the yard, scaring people out of their wits. Finally, he would lie on his back in front of the yard and say, "Don't you want to say it again? Say it again." Then he came in."

Later Xiaofeng came, and Fang Zichen was also kind to him.

It's not that there is too much love or too much money to spend, but that Xiaofeng is worth raising.

It is dangerous in the mountains. When he was only a few years old, he went to the mountains to make a living. It is not an exaggeration to say that the fruits he brought out were worth his life, but he gave them to Brother Zhao and Guaizi without hesitation. Once again, Brother Zhao had nothing at that time, but he just gave it without asking for anything in return.

Later, Fang Zichen gave him two eggs, and he remembered it. Knowing that something had happened to him and he had nothing to give, he risked his life to gamble and ran into the mountains to find medicinal materials for him.

Fang Zichen never asked about the hardships, because he knew without asking that there were no roads in the mountains and they were overgrown with weeds. He had gone to cut firewood, and the experience was unpleasant. The grass would cut people, and there were mosquitoes everywhere. They were all over the deep mountains, hunched over and looking for them one after another, like looking for a needle in a haystack, constantly picking at the grass and rotten wood, cutting and crisscrossing the backs of their hands...

After Xiaofeng was adopted by Brother Zhao, he was well-dressed and well-fed. Well, as long as there are good boys, Fang Zichen will not leave him behind, so the people in the village began to say that he had a good life.

But that was not the case. What Fang Zichen gave him was only a little bit, but what he gave to Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen was almost all of him.

This cannot be measured in gold or silver, or even compared.

Whether it was Xiaofeng or the three children, Fang Zichen undoubtedly loved them. It was Daxia's experience that made Fang Zichen understand what his mother said at the beginning - children are just pieces of flesh that have fallen off the body, and no one as a parent does not feel pain.

This is what Fang's mother told him when he was four years old.

People usually only remember particularly happy or painful things.

Because memory is like a glass of water, it can hold too few things, so it will filter out less important things.

Fang Zichen's words tonight made Fang Zichen feel vaguely familiar, and now he remembered it - but it couldn't be familiar, because his mother had said this.

At first, Fang's mother had been secretly investigating his life experience. When Fang Zichen found out, he asked why? Do you want to send him away?

That's what Fang's mother said.

Xiaochen, there are no parents who don't love their children, have you ever thought about it? Maybe you were not abandoned, but...

what if you were stolen?

She is happy to have her son, but does that mean that while she is happy, the other person's sky is falling?

Once this thought came up, she couldn't stop it no matter what, and Fang's mother felt a little uneasy.

The Fang family had never thought of it this way. That was because the people in the place where Brother Fang picked up Fang Zichen were very mixed. It was close to a university town and there were several technical schools nearby. Most of the people living in the rented houses at the back of the street were a group of people living together. Young couples, as well as some small self-employed people setting up stalls and doing business and people working outside.

These days, it is not uncommon to abandon children, and it can even be said to be very common - young people living together get pregnant without preparation, or they break up later, do not dare to go to the hospital, and are unable to raise them. It can only be thrown away after birth, or the child has some disease.

But after the adoption, the Fang family took Fang Zichen for a checkup, and there were no problems. The longer the back, the more outstanding, lively and cute it is. When Fang's mother is not on business trips, she often takes Fang Zichen out to have afternoon tea with her sisters. , the group of sisters looked at Fang Zichen and asked if the baby was particularly ugly when he was born. Fang's mother said no.

The little sisters Fang's mother knew were not rich women who stayed at home full-time. One of them worked in the police station. She was the one who personally escorted Fang's second brother to the identification scene. She was familiar with Fang Zichen's affairs. Now Yu Ying Ye said: "I can testify to this. Although this child was dirty at first, he is beautiful at first glance."

If it looks irritating, the Fang family's super troublesome smelly second child will not dare to pick it up.

"Then why did you lose such a child?" A sister hugged Fang Zichen and refused to let go: "It's really hard to understand. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to part with it. I don't care about those who look crooked. After all, it's all my own. "She looked at Fang's mother and joked: "Sister, you already have two sons, why don't you give me Xiaochen?"

"You think so well," said Fang's mother. If you don't mind, I'll give you one million and you can take his second brother away."

The little sister quickly refused. The two of them had a good relationship and said without hesitation: "Forget it! I'm afraid he might pick it off if I take it back. "

Last time when the little sister went to Fang's house, Brother Fang secretly took the high heels away and broke them. Finally, he gave her two wheels and glued them on. His mother gave him a good beating. Brother Fang felt aggrieved and felt that he was right. He hid and muttered: "My aunt said my feet hurt! I felt comfortable walking on the wheels. Why did you hit me, mother?"

People are kind-hearted, too. Hitting is wrong again.

The little sisters now want to laugh when they talk about it: "Except for bringing Xiaochen back, your second son is really unreliable in doing other things."

Unreliable...

Yu Ying listened to them and her body After a pause, Fang Zichen was taken aside to play. She looked at it for a long time before following Fang's mother and whispering: "Did we get the idea first?"

Fang's mother asked, "What do you mean?"

"Back then, your second child fell out of the trash can. "

When a normal person looks at it, his first thought is that the child was thrown away, because where is the trash can? Throw away only the unnecessary things.

But at this moment, Yu Ying felt something was wrong when she thought about it. The two main reasons for abandoning the child were either that she didn't want it or that there was something wrong with the child.

But at that time, the child's umbilical cord had not been cut, and his limbs were intact. It looked like he had no arms or legs, a nose and eyes. If there was no cheating, the eyes would be like X-rays. How would you know there was something wrong with this child?

That means you don't want it?

But...

we don't rule out other possibilities.

Fang's mother knew what Yu Ying wanted to say. She thought about it and looked at Fang Zichen unconsciously.

Fang Zichen ran over with a ball in his arms, his head raised, sweating profusely, his face flushed, small and soft, and he called her: Mom, do you want to play too? Xiaochen gives you a ball, let's play together.

Mother Fang rubbed his head, feeling extremely soft.

How could anyone not love such a child?

After letting him play by himself, Fang's mother was silent for a while. She just wanted to reassure herself, and then said, "Then go back and check for me!

" If there is some reason that causes human traffickers to throw their children in the trash can, how anxious should the parents be?

Asking herself, Fang Ma felt that if she were replaced, she would probably go crazy.

Moreover, even though she puts her career first and her first two children are mostly taken care of by her aunts at home, this does not mean that she does not love her children. On the contrary, her children are more important than anything else to her. The reason why she is so Working hard, one is to be strong, which is related to the education they received since childhood, and the other is to provide them with better conditions.

Fang's mother could also see that although Fang Zichen was young, he was very concerned about face, and the fact that he was abandoned and criticized by others made him brood. Although the child's aunt said it was okay, she could see that the child felt uncomfortable. .

She wanted to find an 'explanation' for her child and also wanted to have peace of mind.

She went home and told Fang's father about it. Fang's father thought for a moment and then said: "It doesn't matter if we check it out, we have a good idea of ​​what the situation is."

There have been no cases in the bureau recently, so Yu Ying was also fine, so he retrieved the information from that year when he returned. The more he checked, the more suspenseful he became.

The child appeared in the trash can right after he was born. Judging from his appearance and the humidity on his body, he should have been born no more than an hour old.

He had amniotic fluid and a lot of blood on his body, and it was sticky, with a lot of mud and a lot of gravel.

Apart from that, there is nothing else.

The gravel and mud dust have been sampled and sealed.

At first, they thought it was an ordinary case. It happened that the bureau was also busy, and the Fang family had adopted a child again. The child had a place to go, so the bureau did not investigate in detail. Later, Yu Ying conducted an in-depth investigation and found out that something was wrong.

The mud dust is the soil of the cliff, and after sampling and analysis, the gravel was found to be a special kind of rock, which is distributed locally, and is mostly distributed in rugged mountains and rocky areas in northern my country.

City A is in the south. How could the gravel on the child's body

come from that way? It's impossible. The child was born within an hour, one from the south and one from the north. From the north to their place, that's An airplane cannot land so fast unless it is attached to a missile and launched.

Is this rubble... someone trying to make things mysterious and disrupt the vision?

Nothing could be found out later. Four years later, the original surveillance and information were not retained, and no one called the police. The matter was dropped again.

If the child is really lost, it is impossible not to call the police.

That really means being abandoned.

Yu Ying came to the house and told her about this. Mother Fang breathed a sigh of relief and felt at ease.

Fang Zichen and Brother Fang were playing with the train at the side. After hearing about it, he realized that he was a little bit repelled by the matter because he was young, so he didn't take it to heart. Later, he forgot about it. .

Now it happened suddenly.

He was past the second grade of middle school. If he hadn't personally experienced time travel, whoever told him that time travel existed in the world, he would have immediately sent the person to a mental hospital without saying a word.

He has always felt that he is a modern person. This idea is deeply ingrained, and he has not opened his mind at the moment. Even though his life experience is complicated and confusing, he has lived in modern times for more than ten years. Once he traveled through time, he saw someone who looked exactly like him. People think that the other person is his father, so he should be sent to a mental hospital instead.

If he met Meng Ruqing now, he probably wouldn't think too much about it. At most, he would say: This face-to-face collision is really embarrassing.

What Nanny Feng said back then made him feel so ashamed that he had forgotten about it long ago. If he mentioned it again now, he would immediately realize that something was wrong.

It might be a coincidence that he looks like Meng Ruqing. After all, they are both handsome guys with quite explosive looks. I watched the video first and it was said that Yang Yuhuan's appearance has been restored and he looks like a certain female star, so this is not surprising.

But his youngest son still looks like Qin Hengxuan, so that's not right no matter how you think about it!

Can a coincidence happen like this?

That is absolutely impossible!

...

Fang Zichen felt depressed and took out the short-sleeved shirt he was wearing when he came out of the closet and hugged it in his arms.

The tone was very low:

"My father personally picked this for me when I went shopping with my parents and eldest brother on vacation when I was a sophomore."

Brother Zhao held his hand and listened carefully to what he said.

"Although it's not a brand, the material is very good and it's the most comfortable to wear when sleeping. My eldest brother also bought me a baseball cap that time. It was black and very cool. It's a pity that I didn't wear it to bed that night.

" In the second half of the night, Brother Zhao listened silently.

He has always understood that the Fang family is wealthy, and it is not difficult to tell by looking at Fang Zichen's behavior. He is not afraid of heaven and earth. He has seen the world and recognizes everything. He is as noble as gold.

But the more Fang Zichen said it, the more he couldn't imagine it.

How rich do you have to be?

A car costs tens of millions, and his eldest brother alone has a collection of thirteen cars.

Limited editions are more expensive.

The carriages the emperor traveled in were all inlaid with gold, and they probably cost less than a few million.

The Fang family is richer than the emperor!

Brother Zhao was slightly frightened.

"You won't sit in the car after you buy it?"

"You won't sit in it!" Fang Zichen said matter-of-factly: "My eldest brother doesn't have thirteen ass, and his driver usually only drives one."

Brother Zhao: "... "..."

Then what are you going to do if you buy it back?

Wouldn't it be delicious to use the money to buy meat?

There are also real estate...

and hotels...

I can't even think about it, it's too scary.

The next day, Fang Zichen didn't get up until noon. When he opened his eyes, he saw the boy lying next to him, very close to him, pouting. Fang Zichen was so scared that he almost couldn't breathe.

"Father, why did you sleep for so long today?"

Fang Zichen pulled away his big head and said, "It's not all your fault." He had a dream of "Yijing Sadness", missed home, and couldn't sleep no matter what.

The good boy pouted his pink lips: "Hey! Why do you blame the good boy? Father is so good at talking nonsense!"

"Oh, you are so big." Fang Zichen carried him to the bed and tickled him hard, and the good boy twisted his little buttocks. He kept laughing.

"Let go of my dear boy, come here! Help! Someone is bullying a child."

Fang Zichen patted his belly and held him down: "You scream! No one will come to save you even if your throat is broken." "

Good boy " She covered her mouth with her little hand and laughed, like a shy little girl.

Fang Zichen: "..."

Who did you learn this from?

The good boy pursed his lips: "Father, the good boy loves you and wants to kiss you."

Fang Zichen slapped his mouth: "I don't want to be kissed by the little pervert."

"Hey! The good boy is not a little pervert, You're a pretty boy. I want to kiss you."

"No."

The good boy raised his feet, which were still small but now bigger than eggs. "Then I'll give them to my father.

" He pinched his nose and shouted to Yaya: "Oh my God, you athlete's foot smells like hell. Take it off quickly."

The good boy kept laughing and started playing with Fang Zichen on the bed.

Brother Zhao had already cooked the food. When he heard some movement in the room, he shouted to him to get up and eat.

After washing his face, Fang Zichen was about to put the rice in the pot when he looked at the pot: "Brother Zhao, you have cooked a little less rice today!"

It was probably only two bowls.

There are three big rice pails at home, and these two bowls are probably not enough to fill the gap between the teeth of his eldest son.

Brother Zhao took out a baggage, held Gungundandan in hand, and said, "The children are not hungry. I will take them to the factory to help. You can eat by yourself!"

Fang Zichen raised his eyebrows: "Then you take it with you. A baggage?"

Brother Zhao said without changing his expression: "You're sweating a lot, I'll bring two pieces of clothes for them to change in the afternoon."

Fang Zichen nodded, looked at Guaizai and Guandan again, and asked again, "Aren't you really hungry?"

The three children shook their heads.

It was already a bit late at this time. The paper mill had lunch, but the meal was served at 12 noon. It was almost one o'clock now, so it was probably finished long ago. Moreover, the weather is hot, and the husband and woman who are responsible for cooking in the factory over there cook rice and vegetables very accurately. Every time they cook it just right, enough for the workers to eat.

If you can't go there to ask for food, Gungundandan won't like to go there, and usually Gungun is the most attached to him. When he sees the food, he can't walk immediately. Now he is willing to follow Brother Zhao obediently. There must be something fishy.

The author has something to say:

Some people said that I made a mistake in the price. I will revise it later when I revise the article. Damn it.

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Chapter 403

Fang Zichen's eyes wandered around Brother Zhao's baggage again and he laughed.

"Then you go!"

The three children happily followed Brother Zhao out, jumping up and down.

Fang Zichen has been doing business alone at home for a long time. Now there is nothing for him to do in the south. The county magistrate and colleagues are usually busy with small things. If they can't make up their minds, they will hand over the papers to him - mainly in the north. Something's going on over there.

The year before last, several county magistrates came over, and Fang Zichen asked them to engage in breeding. These magistrates did as they were told when they returned, but the people below were a little reluctant. The county boss ordered them to come, and every household with the minimum number of calves had to raise more than eight calves. This cow eats a lot, and every household raises it, so there are even more cows, so the grass outside must not be enough to eat.

What to do?

Naturally, it's in the fields.

The people were unwilling, and now people are complaining to Quzhou.

The adults are good and can definitely make decisions for them.

But Fang Zichen is the 'mastermind', is it useful to sue him here?

Now that he saw the fold, Fang Zichen put it at the bottom with a backhand.

It's useless to say it now.

When they make money, they will know that he is not stupid.

Time flies when you are busy.

Brother Zhao came back with his three children in the evening.

Fang Zichen used a piece of melon as a bath ball for the children and took them to take a bath. As soon as he got to the river and took off his clothes, he smelled something was wrong.

There was a strong smell of instant noodles on Gungundandan's clothes...

I didn't smell it at first because the children were sweating from playing and their bodies were full of sour smell, but today Gungundandan was at the paper mill. While listening to the two men guarding the door bragging, I didn't even break a sweat, but now the smell of instant noodles became stronger.

Fang Zichen asked the children if they had eaten instant noodles. The three children shook their heads in unison: "No! We went to work today and did not eat instant noodles."

I believe you!

After returning home, while Brother Zhao and Uncle Tang were still cooking in the kitchen, Fang Zichen went to the room to take a look. Good guy, most of the box of instant noodles that Xiaofeng sent back last time was gone.

You dare to smuggle instant noodles out under his nose, that's okay!

He knew he couldn't eat at home, but he still knew how to go outside.

This Brother Zhao is really true. He even said he was unreliable, but the result was no better than him.

Hey, this family would really not be able to survive without him.

Brother Zhao really likes to eat instant noodles. He likes the spicy and sour ones the most and thinks they are more delicious than meat. However, his husband never lets them eat more, saying it is not healthy. He only makes them once every three or five times.

The instant noodles are kept in the room, which always makes him distracted. If he doesn't finish eating, he won't be able to do anything else. When he closes his eyes at night, all his dreams are about cooking instant noodles, and the children are also like.

He really doesn't understand why instant noodles are unhealthy. The kids are getting fat from eating them, aren't they?

Although Fang Zichen also likes to eat, he can restrain himself.

The next morning, Brother Zhao got up early. While Fang Zichen was still sleeping, Brother Zhao packed the instant noodles and worked at home all morning. Waiting for Fang Zichen to get up, he repeated his old trick and led the three The child came over with a bundle on his arm and said he was going to help at the paper mill.

"...Go if you want." Fang Zichen said.

When they arrived at the paper mill, the four of them went straight to the 'canteen' without any help. A few of them were experienced. Once they got to the kitchen, they divided the work and cooperated and were busy non-stop.

Brother Zhao is frying eggs, Gungun Dandan is responsible for filling the stove with firewood, and the good boy goes outside to pick vegetables from the small vegetable garden opened by Uncle Tang.

Eat instant noodles, fried eggs, and vegetables, perfect combination.

When I came back and washed it, Brother Zhao took it to boil and boiled a pot of water. The boy hurriedly went to wash the dishes.

There were three plates and one basin. After they were washed, he arranged them neatly in a row on the table. Brother Zhao divided the eggs and vegetables. The three little guys were lying on the table, staring closely at each other. Looking at it, I kept swallowing my saliva.

I want to eat delicious instant noodles.

So happy.

The highlight of life is coming.

Gungundan was so excited that he fainted several times.

Brother Zhao couldn't stop the smile on his face. He opened his bag and prepared instant noodles, but when he saw it, the bag of instant noodles had been opened and a cabbage leaf was stuffed inside.

Brother Zhao: "..."

Brother Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly took out the remaining packages, only to find that all the instant noodles in them were gone.

"Good boy, did you eat?"

Good boy felt extremely wronged and his heart ached: "Good boy, you didn't eat it! Dad, where are our instant noodles? Why did it turn into cabbage?"

Gungun also shouted: "That's right. "Where are the instant noodles?"

Dandan looked at the oil paper bag containing the instant noodles. After holding it up and confirming again and again that there was really no instant noodles but only a vegetable leaf, his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was stunned and heartbroken. Jue: "Dad, instant noodles, the instant noodles are gone, Dandan dripping instant noodles!"

The four of them looked at each other in shock, and a sneer came from behind.

When Brother Zhao turned around, he saw Fang Zichen dressed in smart clothes, leaning against the door frame, with his two long legs folded over each other, looking extremely handsome.

"Bubble! Why don't you soak?"

Brother Zhao: "..."

Fang Zichen walked in and glanced at the table: "Oh! It's quite grand. The side dishes are ready, how about the bubbles?" Come on!"

At this moment, Brother Zhao still didn't know that

Fang Zichen was behind it: " Mr. I'm here to watch you eat."

The boy didn't dare to speak.

Brother Zhao felt guilty and could no longer stiffen his spine. He didn't dare to say anything at the moment. Under Fang Zichen's urging, he obeyed and silently put the vegetable leaves into the plate and brought the boiled water over.

Fang Zichen: "..."

The four of them actually boiled a whole pot of water.

When he unpacked his bags in the morning, he was dumbfounded. He had brought thirteen bags of instant noodles.

He said, "I only have two pieces of clothes, how can the baggage be so big?"

The two children have also put on a lot of weight recently, and they almost couldn't see it. However, when the villagers saw the children being chubby, they were envious and thought it was good. Children with such an appearance are cute. People come to the house every day to learn from Brother Zhao.

What's more, he's a big boy. Now he doesn't even have enough plates, he has to use a basin! ! !

Brother Zhao poured a little of each bowl, and Fang Zichen sang like a turned serf, with full momentum.

Damn it, I was always being disciplined by this brother in the beginning, but now the situation has finally changed. If he doesn't be ruthless, next time he wants to seize this rare opportunity, he doesn't know that he will have to wait until the year of the monkey.

Fang Zichen was so excited that he dared to join a gang to deceive him. If he didn't teach a few people a lesson, his name would be written upside down: "It's finished."

Brother Zhao: "..."

A pot of water, what can they do? drink! !

Several people admitted their mistakes and wanted to beg for mercy, but Fang Zichen refused and asked them to drink, saying it was a lesson.

At this moment, Fang Zichen was watching the four father and son drink water. They had finished eating the eggs and the vegetables. The water had no taste. Gungundandan didn't want to drink the water. He looked at Fang Zichen. Fang Zichen was unmoved and didn't even lift his eyelids. : "Drink! Let's see what dad does?"

After all, they are just a plate. If they work hard, they can finish it, but it will be hard for me. A basin of water is too much for killing a pig. If it was soup for instant noodles, he could drink it without leaving any drop, but now he was really done.

The good boy regretted a little. He had known that he would use the plate today: "Father..."

He wanted to plead, but Fang Zichen knocked him on the head: "Bring a basin to make instant noodles. You are the most outrageous among the four of us. Drink it quickly." Come on! There's no point in calling daddy."

The boy silently picked up the basin again.

After Brother Zhao finished drinking his own, he felt his stomach was a little bloated. He stood aside and watched the boy hold a basin several times bigger than his head, tilting his neck to drink, and silently shed a few tears of sympathy for him. .

"Father." The good boy drank half a basin of water, bulging his belly, and coughed. He felt that his stomach was full of water, and it was about to spurt out of his ears. He really couldn't drink any more, so he moved next to Fang Zichen again. , hugging his legs, pitifully: "Father, my dear boy really can't drink, please forgive me!"

Fang Zichen looked at him: "Really?"

"Yeah! My dear boy's belly is about to explode."

Fang Zichen touched it . He felt that he was indeed full, and then looked at Brother Zhao: "Are you full too?"

Brother Zhao nodded hurriedly, for fear of being a step too late, Fang Zichen asked him to cook another pot: "I'm full, I'm full."

"You guys . How about two?"

Gungundandan nodded fiercely.

Fang Zichen confirmed again: "Can't you eat any more?"

"Yeah, yeah!"

Fang Zichen laughed, took out two packs of instant noodles from his pocket and slapped them on the dining table, and said proudly: "Then it's my turn, hahaha... ·····"

Brother Zhao: "······"

Guaizi: "······"

Several people immediately rushed towards Fang Zichen and beat him.

"Father, bad guy, bad guy."

"Husband, you've gone too far."

"Father, punch the balls."

"Gungun is going to defeat the big bad guy."

Some of them were holding chopsticks, some were holding small spoons, and some were holding The bowls were chasing Fang Zichen, just like catching a thief, they were laughing and joking, their laughter could be heard far away.

Several husbands and women who were responsible for cooking were choosing vegetables outside. It was clear what was going on inside. Fang Zichen came first. They wanted to ventilate Brother Zhao, but they were afraid that he would be angry, but Fang Zichen stopped him. They didn't let him go, and stayed quietly at the door to watch them busy. Later, when Fang Zichen went in, they were distracted and listened carefully to what was going on inside, and now they were happy.

"Sir, it's true, you must have been beaten!"

"No."

"I have pity on the Lord and the young masters. They drank so much water. I'm afraid they will lose their pants this afternoon."

"Who said that? No, sir, why don't you give me instant noodles? When I made them two days ago, I smelled the smell and it was so fragrant that I couldn't stand it."

Brother Zhao was kind to the people below, but this group of people couldn't stand it. I felt that he was the boss of the factory and he was Mr. Fang, so he felt inferior to others. In addition, he didn't have much contact with him. In order to eat instant noodles these two days, Brother Zhao worked harder in the kitchen, otherwise it would be difficult for everyone in the first place. Seeing him, I was respectful to Brother Zhao.

The taste is so delicious that several young men also slurped up when they ate it. Children are picky, especially those from rich families. If the young men can eat it so deliciously, this instant noodles must be delicious, and I'm afraid it's You have to make up for it, otherwise how could the two young masters be fat for nothing? Although the second young master is not fat, I heard that he is almost eight years old, but he is short and does not look like a five-year-old, but who doesn't know? ! The second young master is the strongest. When he came to the factory to help, the straw was bundled into a hill. It was difficult for them to carry it themselves, but the second young master could lift it easily.

For a few young masters to be able to do this, they probably ate too much instant noodles. They also wanted to buy some for their children to supplement their health, but when they went to town, they didn't seem to see any shops selling them.

If they had gone to ask Liangsui in the morning, they didn't dare to face Brother Zhao.

A woman looked into the room and was envious: "My lord is so kind to the master and the young masters."

She would also play with them.

The men in their family are not like this.

"I heard that adults often bathe a few young masters!"

They are not from Pingxiang Village. They heard these things from people in the factory.

In the past, men did not do housework, and they did not bathe the children when their wives and husbands were around, because this was also the job of the people in the house. Those men who loved the children would help wash them at first, but others When they saw it, they murmured and laughed, saying something outrageous. Who would do such a thing?

They are all without promising talents.

Later, Fang Zichen took the three children to the river to wash. Sometimes Brother Zhao didn't go with him, so he washed the three children alone. They were fat and sweaty. Fang Zichen would occasionally wash the clothes by the river by himself. When the people in the village saw it, especially the one who helped the children bathe and was laughed at, they said: "First of all, you were talking about me, laughing at me is useless, now you look at adults."

If you have the ability, why don't you try to laugh at adults?

He also said that adults are incompetent!

The people around me are like Na Na.

How to say?

Not capable? The prefect, who is in his twenties, is such a big official, and is in charge of more than a dozen county magistrates, all of whom are in their forties. Only when adults are around can they have enough food. Do they dare to say that?

If this is considered incompetent, then who are they?

I also saw several children who were very close to Fang Zichen. Some men thought again that their sons would never be like this with them after they were five or six years old. Although they called them daddy and were obedient, they were just like adults and young masters. no the same!

Look at how the young master is always ready to kiss adults. Nothing will happen in the future! He must be a filial son!

Adults are all worried about being unable to move when they are old, and their sons will not give them food to eat.

The village is poor, and food is scarce at the front. The elderly often starve to death. In addition to wanting to save food rations for the children, there are also sons and daughters-in-law who think they can't do the work and refuse to give them food... Moreover, most of the children are Why are you so close to your mother-in-law? ?

No, you have to learn from the adults, otherwise your son will follow them and not kiss them. When they get old, they will be driven into a pig pen without food or drink.

Follow the example of an adult and wash your child's clothes when you get back.

Invisibly, the people of Quzhou were affected by Fang Zichen again.

Later, when Qin Hengxuan came to Ganzhou, he saw a large group of men washing clothes by the river. He asked a few words in surprise, "I was told to imitate your son. Your son is leading the way. Hey, don't say that." Ever since I personally washed my child's buttocks, my boy would pick out chicken butts for me to eat. He was so filial. I helped my mother-in-law wash clothes. My mother-in-law has been very kind to me recently. You think my feet are smelly, sir, do you want to learn a few tricks?

Qin Hengxuan: "..."

He can't learn.

If he went to clean his son's butt, his son would probably say some nonsense to piss him off.

Even if I say I can't win, I can't even fight. My husband is protecting me, and my parents are protecting me. Even if he says he wants to fight, he is reluctant to step over my body.

It's troublesome.

When Qin Hengxuan was annoyed by Fang Zichen, he would always express his special thanks to Fang's father and mother for raising his son to be so outstanding. It would be a compliment when he went out, but he often couldn't help but sigh that he really owed Dafa to others. His son was so good. Opening his mouth really made him love and hate him at the same time. He had been living with someone for more than two months and he had called the doctor four times. It must have been very difficult for Fang's parents and Fang's mother!

At this moment, a few people were chatting lively, and the boy came out of the door. He seemed to be able to hear the sound of water in his stomach as he walked.

Several people called him: "Where are you going, second young master?"

"Father has cooked instant noodles. My dear boy wants to go to the latrine to pee. When he comes back, he can have a few bites with his father. Uncle and aunt, you are busy, so don't bother with your dear boy." After

eating instant noodles, Brother Zhao stayed in the factory to help. Fang Zichen led the three children back to

Uncle Tang to work in the vegetable field, and

drank a lot of water. Although Fang Zichen made noodles later, they also I only had two bites, and I peed twice on the way back. Now I was very hungry.

But his father cooked rice just like his brother. He was very scary. With his eyes rolling, he ran to the Zhang family next door and said he was going to play with Zhang Huahua, so Fang Zichen followed them.

At this moment, the two little dolls entered the Zhang family's yard hand in hand.

"Grandma Zhang."

"Oh, fuck you, why are you here?"

Grandma Zhang doted on these two little guys. At this moment, there are many people in the Zhang family yard, all here to chat.

"Grandma Zhang, Gungun is really hungry. Do you have anything to eat at home? Can you give Gungun and Dandan a little something?"

What's wrong!

That's great.

"Yes, yes, yes, grandma will steam the eggs for you. You go to play with Huahua in the house first. When the cooking is done, grandma will call you."

"Grandma Crab."

Seeing old lady Zhang go to the backyard to get eggs, the women laughed.

"Has this old woman changed her temper today? She is so generous, but she is willing to steam eggs."

Grandma Zhang came out quickly, holding three eggs in her hand. The leading chicken could not eat well, and she was not laying the eggs diligently. She harvested the millet this year. , she kept about twenty kilograms at home. After grinding it, she used the rice bran to feed the chickens. The eggs they laid were now bigger, and she was not unhappy when she heard this.

"It's just a few eggs, how much money are they worth! If it were you, wouldn't you? And if it weren't for the two young masters first, I would probably be on the mountain right now."

Everyone remembered.

Yes, yes.

First, Mrs. Zhang's mother-in-law was hoeing in the field and was bitten by the snake. Half of her body was numb. There was no one around at that time. Gegundandan happened to be coming back from the paper mill and saw some wild thorns on the roadside, so she picked them. After eating, I picked all the way to the head of the Zhang family. I saw the Zhang family's mother-in-law lying on the ground. I was curious about how this grandmother slept in the field. I ran over to take a look. When I heard that she had been bitten by a spicy strip, I immediately ran home and called Fang Zichen, and sent her to the hospital. The old doctor said that luckily it was in time. If it was later, I could go directly to the coffin shop next door. It's time to lie down.

Even if this didn't happen, why would you want to part with those eggs? They can live such a good life now that they can't even imagine, and it's all given by adults.

You can't be ungrateful, let alone your roots. What's wrong with eating two eggs?

Fang Zichen didn't even know that his two children were begging for food.

When Zhang Quan hurried in from outside, Fang Zichen was making a swing for the children in the yard.

"Sir." Zhang Quan's face was a little solemn.

Fang Zichen put down the hammer and stood up: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Quan replied: "I just came back from outside on the 13th and said that the DPRK will raid the southern border of our country in early July."

After he finished speaking, Fang Zichen seemed to I wasn't too surprised, and heard him say: "It's a little slower than expected! The people of this country are really calm."

However, when the war started in early July, it took more than a month for the news to come back. This speed is really disappointing. Dare to compliment.

Zhang Quan glanced at Fang Zichen in surprise, what does it mean to be slower than expected? Suddenly I thought of what I said in chapter 13: "My lord asked me to go outside to inquire about the news in the south."

Did your lord guess it a long time ago?

How did he guess that? Why didn't he guess it himself?

Fang Zichen asked: "Is everything okay over there in the south?"

"...It's okay." Zhang Quan replied: "Old General Qin has been prepared for a long time. Troops have been stationed on the border. The defense line is strong and tight, and there is no way to give way. The people of the DPRK took advantage, but I heard that the second young master of the Qin family seemed to be ill. "

It's quite serious and he has been unconscious."

"Then this is a bit of a disaster!" Fang Zichen said: "Please ask someone to take me back to Ganzhou City!"

and then strengthen the training.

Shi Linjie is simple-minded, but Zhu Zhengxin is as smart as a hornet's nest. Fang Zichen is not that harsh. The training intensity in the beginning was already very intense, and now he wants to intensify it even more. Is something wrong?

They were soldiers of the Qin family. They had their own people in Hengyang, and he had certainly got news about the attack from Chao Kingdom.

But the Chao Kingdom is in the south of Daxia, a long way from Quzhou to the north, and with Old General Qin here, the Chao Kingdom will definitely not be able to attack. So, what are you anxious about?

I don't understand, adults have their own considerations when doing things.

Then let's train more!

The leader, Mr. Gu, came with Xia Jinghong's wishes, agreed to recruit troops, and allocated another thirty thousand taels.

Bei'an County is close to Jizhou, and Jizhou is adjacent to Beimang in the east.

Fang Zichen took part of it and asked the magistrate of Bei'an County to buy as many horses as possible from Beimang.

Fang Zichen then ordered Zhang Quan: "Send a few people to Jizhou to keep an eye on Dayuan and Beiqi. If there is any movement, report immediately."

Zhang Quan: "..." He

is a member of the Great Dynasty . Why are they staring at Beiqi and other countries while they are fighting in Daxia?

Fang Zichen looked at him: "Go if I tell you to."

This matter was like an interlude. Fang Zichen was not worried at all about the situation in the south. After all, the Qin family was not a vegetarian. But three months later, unexpectedly, He got some unexpected news that scared him to death.

Originally, there were only a few leading generals in Daxia who could fight, but as a result - the Qin family troops were defeated, with nearly a thousand casualties - and the old general Qin was seriously injured.

As soon as his son passed by, he heard that he was going to find a place for his grandfather and followed Qin Hengyi to the battlefield. When Brother Zhao received the news, he rolled his eyes and fell unconscious.

But Fang Zichen is busy at the moment!

Cement roads have been repaired in every village and town in the south, including in Quzhou City. It is relatively slower in the north.

It's time to sort out the goods.

He's going to lead a team to Shangyang. Damn it, he has to kill them right now.

After receiving the notice, all factories started loading goods.

Fang Zichen plans to leave in September, when the weather will be cooler and he can't stand the heat very well.

He set out in September and had to stay outside for at least half a month. It was the middle of winter when he came back, but he would rather be cold than hot.

Chapter 404

Fang Zichen was busy handling official duties, and Brother Zhao was busy preparing goods. But in mid-August, an urgent notice came from Anxi County, saying that something had happened in Anbei and Anxi villages.

These two villages are large villages with hundreds of households.

When summer begins, there is more rain, and it rains every three days. There is nothing happening in Anhe County and Anping County, but Anxi County is close to Qinzhou...

Qinzhou is close to the sea, and is affected by Areas affected by oceanic moist air currents experience heavy precipitation.

Not only that, Linjiangzhou, Xiayang, Yuanzhou, Hengyang and other places also experienced heavy rainfall.

Fang Zichen didn't know what the situation was like in other continents outside. After asking, the government official shook his head and said that he didn't know either, but heavy rains had been falling in Anxi County for four consecutive days.

To finish.

The news came in the middle of the night. Fang Zichen ran away after dozing off. After putting on his clothes, he wanted to rush over to see the situation. Brother Zhao also stood up and said, "Husband, let me go with you!"

Fang Zichen thought for a moment: "I'll just take him and smash him. You stay here to get my token and arrange for people to adjust the food and the goods to be brought next time."

The officer and soldier said vaguely, how serious the situation was in Anxi County. Brother Zhao didn't know, and he didn't know if it was dangerous or not, but he knew that his husband was right. It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books. The child must read and learn more. If he goes over now, he might be able to help. Busy.

"Mr., please be careful and pay attention to your safety. I'm here, don't worry."

Fang Zichen got dressed, turned around and hugged him, and kissed him between his eyebrows: "I feel relieved to have you here, so I'll go first Let's go."

"Yeah!"

Fang Zichen came out and summoned Zhang Quan first, asking him to take the order back to Ganzhou City to dispatch people. Then he went to the next door. As soon as he opened the door and entered, Fang Zichen was furious.

The three little guys were spread out on the bed. The weather was hot. As a fat man, Gundam was even more afraid of the heat. He slept with his buttocks bare at night. Like a little piggy, the small blanket used to cover his belly had flown under the bed. , Gungun stretched one of his feet to Dandan's mouth. Dandan, this silly boy, didn't know if he dreamed of eating instant noodles, and his mouth was still squirming. Fortunately, Gungun's feet didn't stink, and he helped him every day. wash.

The good boy was sleeping soundly while holding his Ultraman doll, with his legs spread like a split.

Fang Zichen pushed him twice: "Hey, wake up."

The good boy scratched his butt, turned over and continued to sleep.

He's been like this since he was a child. Once he's asleep, he'll be unshakable. If you tease him, he'll feel like his butt is itchy. After scratching it twice, he'll go back to sleep.

Fang Zichen was in a hurry to hurry up, but Guaizi wouldn't wake up no matter how hard he screamed. He didn't dare to shout loudly, for fear of disturbing the people next to him. When he woke up, he wanted to go with him, but Guaizi twisted his ears and pinched his nose , but Guaizi didn't wake up at all. Brother Zhao came in with his clothes on, leaned down and whispered in Guaizi's ear: "Goodbye, get up, daddy made salt-baked chicken for you."

Guaizi He suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed: "What?"

Fang Zichen: "..."

Fang Zichen admired: "Brother Zhao, it has to be you."

Brother Zhao is the one who gave birth to him . I understand. Now I will help the boy get dressed in a hurry: "Are you still sleepy? Don't go to sleep yet. Something happened in Anxi County. You and your father should go and have a look."

The boy rubbed his eyes and his voice was full of sleepiness. As Brother Zhao fiddled with his clothes, he asked, "What happened? What happened?"

"I don't know."

Looking at his solemn expression, something serious must have happened. The good boy suddenly stopped feeling sleepy and said, "Then what happened, good boy?" Go with your father. Guaizi can help."

Brother Zhao kissed him and said, "You are good."

Fang Zichen hugged Guaizi and got on the horse. It was windy while riding, so he took some clothes to put on. Zai wrapped himself up, waved to Brother Zhao to go back to his room, don't see him off, and then left with the government servant who came to report.

It was late at night, and everyone in the village was sleeping peacefully. They had been busy harvesting and transplanting rice for the past month, and they were busy working inside and outside. Now they finally had to take a breather. The village was quiet, and people passed by the papermaking industry. Outside the factory gate, two villagers keeping watch saw Fang Zichen and a man dressed as a yamen servant hurried away on horseback, and looked at each other a few times.

"What's wrong? The master is taking the young master out in the middle of the night."

Another villager looked solemn: "I'm afraid something happened."

The leader Fang Zichen didn't receive any news. He has been busy recently, and he is really beaten now. caught off guard.

The yamen officer came here just after getting the order, and he didn't know the situation in Annan and Anbei villages.

Fang Zichen did not dare to rest along the way.

The rest of Anxi County is pretty good, and nothing major happened. In some villages, people's thatched houses were blown away, and the fields were flooded. As long as no one is killed, it's not a big deal, anyway. The green hills are preserved and there is no need to worry about running out of firewood.

But the two villages of Anxi and Anbei live at the foot of the mountain. During the overnight thunderstorm, most of the mountain collapsed, and the villages below were washed away in one fell swoop.

Everything happened in an instant. The mountain suddenly collapsed. The villagers were not prepared at all, and only a few escaped.

The rain has not stopped yet, the wind is still blowing fiercely, there are broken branches and broken tiles everywhere, and everything is devastated.

Where heavy rain and mudslides hit, sand, boulders, and trees piled up everywhere, and most houses were submerged.

The once familiar village was now in ruins.

The people who escaped looked at this scene dully, as if they were stupid without saying a word. After reacting, they started to go crazy, pulling branches and stones with their bare hands.

"The head of the family? The head of the family?"

"Tiedan..."

Some people were calling for parents, while others were looking for their children, wailing and crying, and they all mixed together.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, but those who escaped have not left, there is nowhere to go, and their relatives are still here, and they cannot leave.

Some people were buried under the rubble, shouting for help, while others were missing.

At this time, no hoe or anything else was brought out. Some people dug with their hands until blood oozed out, and no hole was dug.

The old women were sitting on the ruins holding their grandchildren, crying loudly. They didn't know what else to do except cry.

"What evil has been done! Why has this happened? My son! My son! Where are you! Mom can't live without you!"

"If something happens to you, mom won't be able to live anymore ." "

The children were so scared that they were crying and clamoring for their father and mother.

There were cries of despair and grief everywhere.

Why is this happening?

A lot of people are wondering.

They haven't done anything bad, but why is it like this?

They just used chemical fertilizer this year, and the family sold grain and got a lot of money. They thought good times were coming, but...

the family was gone!

One night passed, the rain stopped, and the few people who were dug out were seriously injured. The mud all over them was stained red with blood. They had nowhere to put them, so they just lay on the ground. The bleeding couldn't stop. One of the men had a bloody wound on his thigh. The wooden stake was still stuck in it, so his father pulled it out and looked at the wound again. He was so scared that he didn't dare to move anymore.

We are all authentic villagers, and have never experienced any hardships. We usually cut off our hands with knives, and hit our feet with hoes. Small injuries are not uncommon, but we have never seen such serious injuries. You can even see the bones. The flesh and blood were rolling around, and the onlookers were frightened and their legs were shaking.

Everyone was at a loss, panicked, in pain, desperate, and at a loss. A man organized everyone to find a place to hide. Looking at the weather, it was likely to rain again.

No one wanted to leave.

But the old man and the child were weak and had been exposed to the rain all night, and now they were coughing.

Someone choked and asked: "Where are you going?"

The man stopped in one sentence.

yes! Where to hide! All the houses in the village collapsed and most of the people were buried. They still need their help! How can we leave, but they can't dig it open. The elderly and children need shelter from the rain. There are caves on the mountain, but they don't dare to go there now.

Everyone is sad and desperate in their hearts, their limbs are weak, their brains are chaotic and blank, and they can't do anything at all. What should we do?

Who will save them!

Who can come to save them?

Some people had relatives in Anbei Village next door and ran to find someone to save their lives. But when they arrived at Anbei Village, they were dumbfounded.

God is going to destroy them!

Grandma Tang was holding her little grandson in her arms, shivering and crying all her tears. The six-year-old grandson in her arms called her with a pale face, softly, in a low voice.

"Nai, I'm cold, and my feet hurt."

Tang A'Nai wiped her tears and then hugged him tightly: "Nai, I hug you, it's not cold anymore, it's not cold anymore."

But it didn't help.

She was wet, and so was the child. It started to rain again. When she escaped, the child's leg was pressed by the beam. The blood was still flowing at this moment, and it was useless to wrap it in mud.

She and her grandson husband were the only ones who escaped from the family. Her wife and two sons were still buried under the soil. Mr. Tang was digging mud in the distance, and his hands and fingers were all bloody.

It rained again, endlessly, the sky was hazy, and there was the sound of rain everywhere.

Another night passed.

A few men built a temporary grass bungee, but it didn't work. It's raining heavily outside, and it's raining lightly inside the hut.

People were dug out one after another.

More and more people are lying down.

The rain washed over her body, and the water gathered on her lower body was red. The smell of blood in the air could not be concealed by the rain.

The first few people dug out were lying under the hay shed, already overheated. Their family members were sitting next to them, crying numbly. They really didn't know what to do.

Someone in front ran to the town to find the doctor, but other places were also in trouble and the doctor was not there.

There are only two or three medical clinics in a town, and there are not many doctors in them. Including young apprentices, there are only 17 people in the entire Anxi County who know some medicine, but there are many villages that have suffered! Everyone is busy right now!

There was no one in the yamen...

At this moment, I was really desperate. I looked at my family lying in the rain, and the blood kept flowing. I tried every method, but nothing could stop it. Apart from crying, I could only watch helplessly. Still, they really didn't know what else to do.

"Niu Wa's father." Tang A'nai suddenly shouted: "Come quickly! Niu Wa's father hasn't moved. Come quickly."

Mr. Tang stumbled over and looked straight into Grandma Tang's eyes. Accept that this is true.

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

Grandma Tang cried loudly: "... Niu Baby has stopped moving, what should I do?"

Mr. Tang hugged Niu Baby and called him several times, but Niu Baby didn't respond and seemed to be sleeping. On fire.

Tang Furang pursed his lips, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and touched Niu Wa's pale face, but found that it was cold, and he was heartbroken.

"Niuwa, don't scare daddy, please don't scare daddy, please open your eyes and look at daddy, don't sleep, look at daddy."

Niuwa didn't move, his hair was wet and stuck to his pale face. He was very thin, almost light and airy in his arms. Yesterday, he occasionally cried out that he was cold and said his legs hurt. Today, Grandma Tang held him and found that he didn't speak and had been sleeping. After shaking him, he She said she was sleepy and wanted to take a nap.

Grandma Tang just thought that the child was frightened yesterday and her legs felt uncomfortable, so she didn't sleep well. But at noon, she wanted to find some food for the child, but she felt unwell. When she got up, she couldn't hold the child firmly and fell to the ground. , Niuwa rolled around in a circle, but did not wake up, lying face down motionless.

Grandma Tang felt something was wrong, so she hurriedly hugged Niuwa and called him a few times, but Niuwa didn't open his eyes to look at her like the first one did.

Tang Fulang almost roared at the top of his lungs, his voice was filled with sorrow and sadness. When hearing this, several people around him felt sad, turned their heads and began to cry.

Grandma Tang was in pain again and collapsed.

Mr. Tang held Niuwa in his arms, stood up staggeringly, and was about to rush to the village entrance: "Look for the doctor, I want to find the doctor, nothing can happen to Niuwa."

Tang A'nai was also crying, got up from the ground and was about to follow, when she saw Her son-in-law's legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, burying himself in Niuwa's body and sobbing.

So what if we find a doctor?

They had no money. The money they got from selling grain this year, the head of the family, his father-in-law, and two brothers-in-law were all buried.

He didn't find anyone.

Two days have passed...

he only has one son left, but: "Who will save my son?"

Tang A'nai also cried: "Niuwa's father."

Tang Fulang's tears kept flowing down: "Mom, save Niuwa, save Niuwa, who can come and save my son!"

At this moment, no one could help them.

They don't even know who to ask for help or where to go.

The rain didn't stop, it was still pouring down.

Several women from the surrounding area came over and persuaded Mr. Tang to go back to the grass and jump down to rest!

Mr. Tang didn't listen, he still knelt on the ground, holding the child tightly, just like he usually put the child to sleep, patting it gently, and burst into tears.

Seeing him like this, everyone didn't say anything more. They all felt uncomfortable at the moment and really didn't have the energy to persuade him anymore. They sighed and were about to turn around and go back...

Suddenly something happened in the distance. There is the sound of horse hooves.

It seemed particularly abrupt and harsh among the cries.

The sound was deafening, almost resounding throughout the entire valley.

The sound of rain cannot cover it up, nor can it cover up the crying.

Everyone looked over.

At the corner of the concrete road, a group of officers and soldiers came riding horses through the rain. They forcefully broke into their field of vision and ran towards them. At the front was a handsome young man with a little baby sitting on his chest.

When they got closer and saw this situation, Fang Zichen made an immediate decision and dismounted.

"Let me take a look, kid."

Tang Fulang looked at him blankly and subconsciously let go.

Fang Zichen took Niuwa and touched his face first. It was cold but not hard. He took a breath and found that there was still breath, although it was very weak.

"Master Li."

He shouted. Master Li was held by two recruits and helped over like a prisoner.

After riding the horse all the way, Master Li could only hang on for a moment. When he saw Niu Wa, he couldn't care less about his discomfort. It was more important to save people.

I checked Niu Wa's lower pulse. It was due to cold and excessive blood loss. He needed to be treated as soon as possible.

Mr. Tang was still stunned. Seeing that they had taken the child away, he quickly stood up and chased after him with heavy steps: "Child... Who are you? Give me my child back."

"It's Mr. Fang."

Someone was there. He recognized it and shouted excitedly: "It's Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang is here, we are saved, we are saved."

In the darkness, a ray of light ushered in, and Pu Yi illuminated the darkness.

With light, hurricanes and heavy rains are no longer something to be afraid of.

It brings hope.

Everyone cheered.

Fang Zichen had previously told his colleagues that there would be a lot of rain in summer and that waterlogging and floods should be prevented.

Tongzhi remembered that as soon as something happened in Anxi County, he would immediately send officers and soldiers after receiving the news.

But originally all the elite soldiers in Quzhou City were transferred to the training area to train together. Tong Zhi gave the order to go there. When Zhu Zheng heard this, he transferred 500 people to the local disaster relief.

Why not draw more?

Because at the beginning, Fang Zichen bought 300 horses and transported them to the training area for the new recruits to train. Later, he bought more horses one after another, adding up to more than 500 horses.

No matter how long it takes, we have to leave, but Quzhou is far away from Anxi County and cannot be reached within four or five days. By the time we get there, the day lilies are already cold.

One hundred of them were young men and women who had been recruited a few months ago. Their lives were at stake, and everyone worked day and night without daring to rest for a moment.

Fang Zichen met them on the way. He left 300 men and 70 girls behind, and the rest divided into small teams to go to other villages to provide assistance.

He gave the instructions on the way here. When they arrived in Anxi County, after purchasing tools, some people went to Anbei Village and some followed him to Anxi Village.

When we arrived at the place, everyone got busy immediately after dismounting.

The men went to rescue people, while the girls and boys arranged for the injured, busy bandaging, cooking medicine, and setting up tents.

Everything is in order.

Seeing Fang Zichen coming, everyone was at a loss at first, but now they seemed to have a backbone.

Fang Zichen followed the recruits to recruit people, while Guaizi was busy behind with Master Li.

His small figure shuttled among the crowd.

Fang Zichen and the others had many people and tools, and soon after they arrived, someone was dug out.

This man was seriously injured, half of his face was bloody, and there was a hole in his stomach. It looked very scary, and the blood was almost dripping all the way.

The person who was first dug out in the hay shed behind him was too weak to make a sound, but the person who had just been dug out was currently being pressed down by Brother Liu and others to clean the wound, and he kept screaming in pain.

The shrill voice kept echoing in his ears, making people panic. It was the first time that Guaizi faced such a tragic scene. His whole body paused and his little body froze.

After all, he was still young. Aunt Tang was afraid that he would scare him and wanted to take him away, but the good boy didn't move. When he went to suppress the bandits, he was not afraid. When he went to the stage to fight the Beimang people, he was not afraid of the tall and big opponent. He was not afraid to go robbing, and was happy because he made money.

But now... He was a little scared. He subconsciously wanted to find Fang Zichen and let Fang Zichen hold him. But when he raised his head and looked towards the foot of the mountain - Fang Zichen was organizing a rescue despite the wind and rain. The surrounding officers and soldiers They were also busy and busy, with people lifting rocks, digging mud, and pulling tree roots. Another old man was carried out.

The good boy stared for a long time, and when Aunt Tang tried to take him to the hay shed to rest for a while, he shook his head.

Aunt Tang saw him clenching his little fists, raising his little feet and stomping hard on the ground, and said loudly: "Sister, good boy, don't be afraid, good boy, you have to help, good boy, you are brave, good boy."

It was just blood, he was just Don't be afraid!

He wants to help his father.

He is already a man and cannot be afraid.

The bedding and clothes that were dug out were so wet and dirty that they could no longer be used.

The injured need a clean and warm place to recuperate. The wounds should not be exposed to water even after applying medicine.

And the elderly and children cannot be exposed to the rain all the time.

The thatched hut was of no use at all.

No one taught him how to do it, and it was still raining. Just in case, Guaizi chose a piece of flat land far away from the foot of the mountain. After he followed everyone in the rain and leveled it, he told Aunt Tang and the others to cut down some trees. After setting up a shed, he took three men and rode directly to the town.

The tent that is put up can be covered with cotton cloth.

This cotton cloth does not leak because of the layer of cooked tung oil on it. The cooked tung oil can dry quickly. Since the cooked tung oil applied in the first pass has saturated the cotton cloth, the cooked tung oil applied in the second pass only stays on the surface and forms a film after drying. Forming a protective layer, oil and water do not mix, so as soon as rainwater comes into contact with this protective layer formed by cooked tung oil, it will immediately slide off.

It seems simple and easy to make, but it is not cheap to sell.

The tent was framed and covered with straw, but it still didn't work and it still leaked.

At this time, Fang Zichen should be sitting in the center, but there are not enough manpower at this moment, time is money, so Fang Zichen came in with a hoe.

He was so busy that he couldn't be seen. Aunt Tang was about to ask Guaizi for instructions on what to do, but Guaizi came back with two carriages.

"Sister, cover it with oilcloth." He turned around and ordered the other people: "There are dry straw and bedding in the car. You can take them in and spread them. Carry them in and let them sleep on their heads." "

Okay."

Cover the oilcloth with the straw. There were more people and more strength, so no one was in a hurry. They all knew what to do. In just half an afternoon, two straw huts were built. They were just a frame made of wooden pillars, covered with a layer of straw and an oilcloth. , tight and solid, no rain leaked at all.

It is surrounded by branches and is very simple, but it is very particular at this time, and the conditions are really limited.

The men lived in one, and the women and husbands lived in another.

Tang A'nai had been in the rain for two nights and had already developed a fever. Li Daya had just brought her some medicine to drink. Now she was placed in a thatched shed with a fire lit and warm. Mr. Tang's hands were also bandaged. stand up.

Niu Wa had stripped naked and was lying under the quilt. Her calf had been cleaned and applied with medicine, and the bleeding had stopped.

Li Daya gave Niuwa medicine, touched his forehead, and told Mr. Tang: "The child's fever has subsided. If the fever breaks out again later, just call me."

The child was fine. Mr. Tang choked with joy. Thousands of words were stuck in his throat, and in the end he only uttered two words: "Thank you, thank you."

Li Daya patted the back of his hand. Seeing that he still looked frightened and panicked, he comforted him: "Don't panic, cheer up." The child and your mother-in-law need you." She looked at the people around her, and her voice seemed to have a magical power: "Don't panic, everyone, the adults are here, everything will be fine."

It was an ordinary sentence, but Inexplicably, it soothed everyone's panic.

Everyone seems to be really not afraid anymore.

The adults came here for a while, and then they dug out more than 20 people. Although their man has not been found yet, they believe in the adults.

Tang A'nai was dumbfounded and didn't say anything. Then she saw a man in the straw shed opposite being carried in by officers and soldiers.

The whole body is covered with mud.

A brother brought water over, and the officer took off the man, scrubbed him clean, and carried him to the straw.

People from a village can be recognized even if there are many people in the village.

This man is the second eldest son of the Chen family.

Master Li looked at the wound and took the pulse. He didn't know what he said, but the guy next to him nodded.

Master Li left, and the brother went out for a trip. When he came back, he had medicine in his hand and a basin of hot water. He opened the quilt and cleaned the wound on the thigh of the second son of the Chen family before he went up. Got the medicine.

Before she could put it aside, Tang A'nai had already spat on the star and spit it out - she was simply shameless and shameless.

Look, what does this sound like?

Are you shameless? How could you do such a thing?

She was opposed to the recruitment of female soldiers before. She always felt it was inappropriate. She talked about it everywhere in the village, and her voice was the loudest.

But at this moment... Mr.

Tang said: "Mom, why are you crying?"

He didn't understand, but the people around him could more or less guess.

The injury on the Chen family's second son's leg was extremely hideous and shocking to see.

The medicine we are using now was brought by Master Li when we set off.

For typhoid fever, it can be used to remove heat and be applied externally.

Brother Liu has been studying with Master Li for more than half a year, and he has worked very hard. However, studying medicine is not something that can be accomplished in a day. No matter how diligent he is, he will not be able to graduate in half a year. I can't say how good he is now. He can do everything he wants to know. But I know how to take medicine for cold, heat, these minor illnesses, how to endure them, and how to clean and apply some wounds.

He was not afraid of the injury. This was the first time they had put into practice the theory taught by Master Li. At this moment, they were bandaging the wound with trembling hands when an old man knelt down in front of him.

Chapter 405

Brother Liu was startled.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

Brother Liu wanted to help him up, but the old man insisted on kneeling down.

"Brother, I can't help you, old man."

"What?" Brother Liu didn't understand.

The old man looked at his bandaged arm, shed tears, and said with shame, "During the first recruitment, I know that you also recruited girls and brothers. I scolded you, old man, and said many unpleasant things. I'm sorry. , I'm really sorry. "

Young girls are not as good as these guys, they are the best."

The old man felt this way before.

But to be honest, he would never dare to give medicine to the second child of the Chen family.

It's not that there was anything else, or that he had any worries, it was just the wound. The opening was so big, and there was so much blood. It had been soaked in wet mud for a long time, the weather was hot, and it was filled with pus. It was a bit disgusting. He looked at it. I couldn't help but feel timid, flustered and short of breath. I was so frightened that I didn't dare to look at him, let alone use a knife to cut out the rotten flesh.

Keren brother...

is more powerful than him, so he has to accept it.

If this group of people were gone, it would be useless even if Doctor Li came. How could he take care of so many people by himself? Then they really are going to hell.

Tang A'nai looked at this scene, stood up, and walked towards the opposite side.

One, two, three...

The first one was scolding.

Occasionally I would get beaten up when I scolded him outside, so I stopped talking about it. But not saying it didn't mean that I agreed with it. In my heart, I was still not optimistic about the idea of ​​recruiting young girls to serve as soldiers.

Especially some who are elderly, they talk about it the most.

I really don't understand what adults think.

To say that after the adults came, everything they did was serious and good, but this one made them feel a lot of resentment. While using his fertilizer, they scolded him for being stupid and confused, and opened this Head, making the children at home restless.

Can a girl and brother do something like fighting?

After being recruited, can you go to the battlefield or what?

Is it for fun of the new recruits? This is the most malicious thing to think about.

Now that this has happened, no one thinks like that anymore.

When the man applied medicine to them, he was very careful and careful, talking to comfort them while busy with the work at hand. How can a man have such patience?

They have rough hands and feet, and they don't know where to start. If they apply medicine to them, it might hurt them. If they scream twice, the man will scold them back: "Scream, scream, the earwax that I have praised for most of my life will fly away. I'll give you a shout. "

Brothers and girls, please be more careful."

I didn't understand why adults were like this before, but now I understand vaguely.

Recruited for what?

Do you still need to ask?

Without these people, who would bandage them now? Who makes medicine for them?

Raise an army for a thousand days and use it for a while.

When they were cold, hungry, and shivering helplessly, when this group of people broke into their field of vision, all their incomprehension and disapproval fell apart at this moment.

From the initial opposition, disgust, and disgust, the common people now only feel guilty, respectful, and moved.

Your Excellency said when recruiting troops, these young people are soldiers of Daxia, soldiers of the people, they serve the common people, and they want to protect the common people. If anything happens in the future, it will be them who rush in. He is on the front line, so the people should respect him.

But do they respect people? No, on the contrary, they cursed.

Now at this juncture, I really feel regretful. I shouldn't have said that, I really shouldn't have.

Some women had mixed emotions and felt guilty, but when they saw these guys and girls running around among the wounded, they felt faintly proud.

Liu Ge'er and the few girls nearby who were taking care of the wounded couldn't express their feelings at this moment, and they didn't know what to say.

When he realized what he was doing, his face was filled with tears before he knew it.

The first step is really hard! They didn't hear those pointing fingers in the training area, but when they went to the city to buy some personal belongings on their day off, they passed by the small teahouse, but they often heard the people talking about them as if they were after dinner, and they kept talking. Of course some people scolded them, but those voices were few and far between.

Every time they heard it, they felt bad. Sometimes rumors were more hurtful than sharp knives.

They don't feel aggrieved either!

But now, there is no need to kneel down, and there is no need to say words of gratitude. Looking at the grateful faces of the common people, it is like a warm spring flowing into their cold bodies, and they say "I'm sorry" , which has already given them great comfort.

It's all worth it.

Nothing makes people happier than receiving recognition and support.

Grandma Tang came over and kowtowed to others, apologizing with tears in her eyes.

Master Li watched this scene silently from outside. Seeing that they were approved and accepted, he was also happy for these girls and boys.

Boy Fang is right, time will tell whether it can be done or not. Time will tell.

A good person needs to go through eighty-one difficulties to become a Buddha, while a bad person can become a Buddha immediately by just putting down the butcher's knife.

The same goes for breaking down prejudices.

Guaizi bought oilcloth for the village, and then went to the town without stopping to buy two carts of quilts to send to Anbei Village.

After the "rear" was settled, the good boy ran forward to "dig people" with Fang Zichen. He didn't rest for a moment. He was soaked all over and the little one was so wet that he couldn't stand up straight.

At this moment, Fang Zichen crawled into a landslide to rescue people. When he came out, he saw Guaizi carefully examining a newly dug-out little man. After confirming that the person had no fractures and could be moved, he quickly lifted the person and ran to the hut. : "Master Li, help! Come quickly!"

Several recruits around were stunned.

Fang Zichen: "..."

If he were in modern times, he should be able to join the weightlifting team.

Four steamed buns and one chicken every day, it's really not free food!

The night became dark and the rain stopped.

The voices of common people cheering each other on continued, and the fires lit by rescue officers and soldiers became the only light in the darkness.

This rescue also pays attention to 'technique'. At this time, it is best for professional firefighters to come, but there are no firefighters in Daxia, and Fang Zichen does not understand these things. He confirms and re-confirms before digging, and digs carefully. They are afraid that nothing will happen to the person underneath, but if they dig and cause the bottom to collapse, then they are not here to rescue, but to kill people.

In this way, the progress is naturally slow.

But people can only survive seven days without eating or drinking. The head has been buried for two days. Time is life now, and everyone has no rest at night.

This digging was done without sleep, and Fang Zichen started to tremble while walking for only two days. He felt that it might not be possible to continue like this.

Officers and soldiers are not made of iron either.

It's raining again! You still have to rest, not to mention eight hours of sleep, you have to squint for an hour or so, and you work in shifts.

Guaizi followed Fang Zichen and didn't close his eyes for two days.

Solid sound travels faster than air. At this moment, he knocked on the big stone beside him and shouted with all his strength: "Is there anyone there? Is there anyone there?"

Fang Zichen did not hear anyone answer.

There should be no one here, and he is about to go forward. Guaizi called him to stop.

"Father." The good boy stuck out his round little butt and lay on the ground, listening attentively: "Father, father, there seems to be someone down here."

"Really?"

"Well! The good boy seemed to have heard something just now."

" Then dig."

Fang Zichen and several officers and soldiers dug away all the upper trees and mud before finally hearing a faint cry for help.

It sounds like he should be a child.

This place was too close to the foot of the mountain, and it was full of big rocks, so we had to dig a hole from the side. But as soon as the hole was dug, Fang Zichen immediately shouted stop.

He saw the situation below. Although it was a little dark inside, he could roughly see clearly. There were two beams supporting the roof, with a large stone on top forming a small space. The beams seemed to have cracked, and they could appear at any time. There is a possibility of collapse.

The further you dig, the more empty space there is, the greater the pressure on the beams... The child is under those two beams.

An officer and soldier lay at the entrance of the cave and looked in. They also thought that they could no longer dig, otherwise the child would die if it collapsed.

But the entrance to the cave was too small, and they couldn't get down at all. Several people tried several times, but their shoulders got stuck.

"Call Xiao Zheng." Fang Zichen said.

Xiao Zheng was called over. He was a man with a small frame.

He can get into this hole.

Xiao Zheng crawled in and came out soon: "Sir, the child's left foot was pressed."

Fang Zichen frowned: "Big stone?"

"Well! I can't move it away." Xiao Zheng said.

"How big is it?"

Xiao Zheng opened his hand and gestured.

It is indeed big, like a basket.

The space below was so narrow that Xiao Zheng couldn't stand up, so he had to kneel down. This movement did not allow him to use all his strength.

Fang Zichen is very strong and can move even if he is kneeling, but he is the tallest and has wider shoulders, so he cannot get down at all.

I went to the village to call the small children. They could get down, but the rocks were so big that they couldn't move them.

Just as he was thinking about what to do, the good boy threw his little hoe: "Father, come here, good boy."

Fang Zichen slapped his head, by the way, how could he forget to hit his son?

"Then be careful!"

The little boy nodded. He drilled the hole faster than a mouse. He crawled in in the blink of an eye. After a while, he stuck out his big head from the hole, and the little one twisted it. On one side, the ends of his eyes were drooped, his pupils were wet, and his voice was aggrieved: "Father."

Fang Zichen was horrified: "You can't move it either?"

This is impossible!

Although the stone is big, it can't be covered even if he hits it. It should be able to be carried.

The good boy shook his head: "Good boy, his hands are weak and he has no strength."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Fang Zichen understood in seconds.

The child has been busy with him for two days and is probably hungry, but where can he get something to eat now? He tightened his belt twice.

"The little brother inside lost a lot of blood and fainted. My dear boy can't wake me up. Father, go and ask Sister Tang for two bowls of porridge to replenish your energy. My dear boy will be strong after drinking it." said the boy.

Fang Zichen was a little confused: "Where did the porridge come from?"

Brother Zhao probably didn't adjust the food so quickly. There must be some food in the common people's homes, but it is probably buried under the soil now. They are busy digging people these days. People's property can only be cleared out as much as possible later.

Where can I get the food to make porridge now?

With Master Li and Aunt Tang at the rear, Fang Zichen felt relieved. He was almost busy poaching people after arriving.

The good boy's eyes were a little evasive and he was hesitating. Fang Zichen knew that this damn kid must have done something, but now was not the time to pursue the matter. He asked an officer and soldier to bring the porridge, and the good boy cheered. After eating two bites, he lay down at the entrance of the cave to rest for a while, and then said that he had replenished his energy and was going to save the little brother inside.

It took a long time to go in. Fang Zichen was worried and lay at the entrance of the cave to look at him: "Er smash, be careful!"

"You know, good boy! Don't worry, father."

Several officers and soldiers nearby felt that since the young master had taken action, That person can definitely be rescued.

Although the stone is a bit big, the young master can lift people up with one hand.

Sure enough, the good boy carried the person out after a while.

Fang Zichen felt a little heavy when he looked at it. One of the little baby's legs was hit by a boulder, and after staying down there for so long, the leg probably couldn't be saved.

But life is there, nothing else matters.

Brother Liu came over and picked him up.

After that, we continued to look for and poach people.

After eating two bowls of porridge, I was a little full and no longer hungry. The good boy couldn't bear it anymore. He was digging with a hoe at noon when he suddenly fell down. This shocked Fang Zichen and all the officers and soldiers. Frightened, Fang Zichen's legs instantly became weak and he hurriedly picked him up, but before he could call Master Li, he heard him snoring.

Fang Zichen felt distressed and wanted to laugh, so he pinched his buttocks. The good boy just squinted and woke up again. After getting off Fang Zichen's arms, he asked for two kisses, saying that he had energy again and could help his father. , so he held up the hoe and started digging again.

In the evening, Fang Zichen coaxed him to go back and take a nap.

Now that people have almost dug it out, I asked the village chief to 'check' it, and he said that there were still nine people who had not been found.

Fang Zichen led everyone to continue searching. He wanted to see people alive and dead, but he couldn't give up on anyone.

Guaizi returned to the rear. Master Li called him to the front and personally brought him a bowl of medicine: "Good boy, here, drink it."

The soup was dark and had a strange taste. Guaizi twisted it Eyebrow: "Grandpa, what is this?"

Master Li touched his head: "Medicine for typhoid fever."

When he heard it was medicine, the good boy frowned immediately and moved back slightly. He secretly licked Fang Zichen's medicine, it was so painful! He didn't want to take the medicine, so he turned around and wanted to run away. Master Li quickly grabbed him with quick eyes and hands.

The good boy covered his mouth: "Grandpa, the good boy doesn't have a runny nose, so he doesn't need to take medicine."

Master Li looked at him and laughed: "It will be too late to drink when you have a runny nose. Be obedient. Drink it, a man can't be afraid of this pain." The

boy was startled.

Master Li has lived with him for a long time and knows his character well, and he knows how to handle him best: "You can only become a master if you endure hardships."

When the good boy heard this, he was very surprised.

"Grandpa, what you said is quite right." Guaizi took the bowl: "Guaizi is a man, how can a man be afraid of drinking medicine? This is so unmanly. Watch Guaizi drink it in one gulp."

Master Li laughed. This child is really easy to coax. It's true that he has been busy these days, just to save people as soon as possible. His shadow is everywhere. I'm afraid he is the most tired among them. .

Seeing that his features were wrinkled together in pain, looking like a little old man, he kept jumping on his feet, and he couldn't swallow the last mouthful and had to vomit it out. Master Li hurriedly said: "Don't vomit, this medicine is expensive." !"

What! !

expensive?

Then you must not vomit.

The good boy stretched his neck and swallowed hard again.

Master Li patted him and stuffed a candy into his mouth.

The boy's eyes lit up: "Is it sugar? Grandpa, where did you get the sugar?"

"It fell from the world." Master Li smiled, dried his hair, and then said: "Your clothes are wet, take them off later." Go back to sleep."

"Guaizi knows, my father told me."

The huts on the man's side were full of people, and some of the officers and soldiers who were taking a break almost had no place to sleep, so Guaizi had to take a thin quilt and go to another place. In a hayloft.

To prevent moisture and to make it easier to change the dressings of the injured at night, a fire was burning in the center, which was quite bright.

He was about to take off his clothes when he saw Grandma Tang and a group of people looking at him. His face suddenly turned red, and he took off his clothes and hid under the quilt.

These people, look what he is doing!

He must be too handsome.

Hey, it's not enough to have too many pretty boys! People looked at him wherever he went, which made him feel embarrassed.

A corner of the quilt was gently lifted, and Guaizi's two big eyes were exposed. Seeing that they were still looking at him, Guaizi hurriedly covered them again.

The person sleeping next to the good boy was Mr. Tang. Seeing that there was no movement under the thin quilt, he reached out and helped him take off the quilt.

The good boy has been so exhausted these days that he doesn't know what's going on when he lies down. Now he sleeps soundly, and many people come around to look at him.

A woman went to open his little hand. It had been soaked for a long time and was a little wrinkled. There were also two blisters on the palm of her hand. Tears fell on the spot.

Both the adults and the young master are different from the arrogant young masters they have seen before.

It's good for you, a good young master, to be willing to do things for the common people.

Aunt Tang came in with the medicine, and everyone nodded to her with great respect and stepped aside.

After giving good medicine to the good boy, Aunt Tang went to work again.

That night came in a hurry and she didn't bring any change of clothes. Then a woman took the clothes the good boy had changed to and roasted them silently by the fire.

On the fifth day, the officers and soldiers finally arrived with food.

The county didn't have enough food reserves, so they had to transfer it from Qianzhou. Fang Zichen's face turned dark.

Asked why the officer responsible for escorting the food took so long this time?

The official immediately knelt down.

Brother Zhao knew that the situation was serious. As soon as Fang Zichen left, he immediately found someone to hurry back to Ganzhou.

It is indeed more troublesome to adjust the food from the Yamen, but no matter how troublesome it is, it will not take five days. Fang Zichen seriously doubts whether these people have 'neglected their duties' on the road.

How dare you be an official?

This food was transported to save lives. They were escorted all the way without stopping to pee. They almost had to pee while walking. But when they arrived in Anxi County, they encountered three landslides on the road and the carriage couldn't pass. What should I do? ? All we have to do is shovel the soil first.

There were extenuating circumstances, there was a reason for the incident, and there was no blame for it. Moreover, the official looked like he had been punched twice. He probably had not rested much during this journey.

Fang Zichen was not Zhou Bapi, so he patted the person on the shoulder and said, "You have worked hard, go down and have a good rest!"

The official was simply flattered.

Although it was a bit slow, at least no one was starving to death...

No!

Fang Zichen remembered, called the boy, put him between his legs, and began to torture him to extract a confession.

"Where did this rice come from?"

The obedient boy started to behave, hugging Fang Zichen's neck and kissing him first, but Fang Zichen didn't accept his trick anymore.

"Be honest! Otherwise, your little butt may see a ghost later."

The boy's anus tightened, he covered his butt first, and whispered: "Here's a credit, boy."

"What's so charming about you? I gave it to you. How many pounds of credit do you think you are?" Fang Zichen didn't believe it and poked him in the face:

"You will be lenient if you confess, but you will be lenient if you resist."

The boy was honest: "I went to buy oilcloths and quilts, and then I saw food next to me . I wanted to buy some food first, but the boy didn't have enough money! The boy even showed his Ultraman token, but the old man didn't know the goods and told him to go away. The boy said he wanted to write an IOU. He didn't give it either, and then, and then..." He said hesitantly.

The proprietor of the grain store drove him away, and the good boy became anxious. When he didn't come, the villagers had been hungry for two days. He was injured and couldn't go hungry, and his father was also there. His father and uncles had to dig people hard, so they had to eat. Only when you are full.

"The good boy wanted to get the food on credit, so he told him the situation, and also said that he would give him the money when he was free. Can he be accommodating? The old uncle said no, so the good boy slashed him at the counter with a sword, and then he He said yes, okay, okay, so he brought the food back.

He held on to his clothes tightly and lowered his head: "Father, I don't want to rob you. You know this is wrong. Father, forgive me. " Boy, be a good boy from now on..."

The old shopkeeper later went to the Yamen to report to the government, but the Yamen servants had no time to talk to him, they were so busy! I just say press first and then press later.

Before the good boy finished speaking, Fang Zichen kissed him and praised him for doing well.

If his son didn't 'rob' the food back and just waited for the official food, many people would probably be cold by now.

After all, he was not thinking carefully and just wanted everyone to endure it for a while. It didn't matter for three or two days, but he didn't consider the unexpected situation.

Five whole days! Normal people would be too hungry to bear it, let alone those who were injured.

The good boy was kissed on the left side of his cheek. He immediately became happy and turned his right cheek. Fang Zichen laughed twice and kissed him again. The good boy pointed to his forehead. Fang Zichen kissed him. The good boy was delighted and his eyebrows were creasing with smiles. Then he stretched out his hand and Fang Zichen pinched his butt.

This damn kid just jumped into the grass and didn't even wash his hands when he came out!

The good boy chuckled.

Towards evening, everyone was found.

Most of them were injured, and the two huts that were hastily built in the first place were not enough to accommodate them, so Aunt Tang led more than 20 villagers to build six more.

After the men finished digging, the officers and soldiers dug one side from beginning to end and dug out all the useful things.

The pots and pans must have been broken into pieces, but bedding, clothes, hoes, etc. can still be obtained after digging them out, and the most important thing is money.

There was water in the fields, and Fang Zichen also asked people to see it. The crops needed to be saved.

Most of these officers and soldiers were from the village, so they knew better than him how to drain the fields, so he, a layman, would not go there and give random directions.

Some of them were seriously injured and had their heads buried for a long time, but they couldn't survive it.

Anxi Village went to eleven people.

Eight people went to Anbei Village.

At this moment, the rain stopped and the sun came out again. The weather was hot, so Fang Zichen asked people to carry it up the mountain and bury it first.

After that, the villagers have to be resettled and the village needs to be rebuilt, so they can't just make do with living in thatched huts.

Fang Zichen and his boy were busy here for most of the month, and then went down to the side for inspection.

As soon as an accident happened before, the Anxi County magistrate immediately took people there, and later ordered everyone to be vigilant about protection. This time, except for Anxi and Anbei, there were no major accidents elsewhere.

Fang Zichen was anxious to go out to make money. In order to speed up the process, another thousand soldiers were transferred from Ganzhou.

This matter needs to be reported.

On the seventh day after the disaster, Zhezi from all over the country were rushed to the capital for 800 miles. Zhezi from all directions were brought to the court. When Xia Jinghong saw it, he was so angry that his nostrils were almost smoking, and he was furious.

The author has something to say:

Well, all you little kannadas! Wenwen was reported, saying that he had "too much pornography, taught children dirty words, and had incorrect value orientation." It was reported last week, but I didn't pay attention to it. Later on, chapters were locked. I kept changing them. I personally think that teaching children to know their own "stuff" is not a dirty talk, right? As for pornography, I feel that there is no more. I also chose it. It is suitable for reading when you are 18 years old. If you feel that a kiss on the mouth is pornographic, please stop reporting me and read other articles.

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Chapter 406:

Not only Qianzhou was suffering, but also Linjiangzhou, Xiayang, Yuanzhou, and Qinzhou were also visited by ghosts.

In the five continents, excluding Ganzhou, nearly three hundred people died in the other four continents, and the number of collapsed houses was countless.

The various ministers frowned and looked at each other, some worried, some sad, and sighed.

What an eventful year this year has been!

Not counting the invasion from the dynasty, but if something like this happened, I'm afraid the treasury would have to be opened for disaster relief again.

In August, troops had just been sent to transport military supplies to the south, and I didn't know if there was enough in the treasury.

Everyone looked at the old men at the household department, and there was something wrong with Mr. Gu and the others... something wasn't right!

If something like this happened in previous years, the people in the Ministry of Revenue would always cry and fight. The money and food provided by the disaster relief group obviously came from the national treasury, but these people cried as if the money came from their pockets. They keep shouting about poverty, but now everyone has an expression like: 'Hey, the people are suffering again, and they don't know how to live now, but it's okay, the court will send food and it will be fine.' What to say? thing?

Oh, I remembered, there is chemical fertilizer.

We have chemical fertilizers, so what are we afraid of?

Eunuch Huang read out the reports from various places.

Two hundred and seventy-eight people were killed in Linjiangzhou, 263 in Xiayang, 285 in Yuanzhou, 203 in Qinzhou, and 29 in Quzhou.

ah?

The official was stunned again.

Have you only been to Ganzhou for twenty-nine years?

Is this a false report? Or are you, Eunuch Huang, because you are so blind that you saw it wrong?

It's not that many people died, but... Quzhou

suffered the most. Although only one county was hit by heavy rains, Quzhou is a vast territory, with dozens of villages in one county. Shangyang and Qinzhou had more than half of them. Therefore, the number of casualties was less than that of other counties. This is unreasonable.

It is not right to say that the data reported by Mr. Fang is false.

The first emperor had many things to do, and he couldn't take care of many things. In addition, Quzhou was remote and barren, and he rarely cared about it. Therefore, the emperor had been deceived for decades before, but now it is different. Quzhou is now on the emperor's mind. Okay, you can understand this once you look it up.

Besides, if Mr. Fang was making a lie, it would be too outrageous.

Don't dare to be fake.

But how is it possible?

If something like this happened in the past years, it would be normal for the situation to be the same as in Qinzhou.

Xia Jinghong's anger was over, and he was surprised when he came back to his senses.

The imperial guards sent back by Fang Zichen were recruited on the spot.

What's going on? Say it one by one.

The Imperial Guard told the truth.

All the civil and military officials were shocked when they heard this.

What! ! !

Female soldier? ? ?

This... This...

The Imperial Guard reported: "After the accidents in Anxi and Anbei villages, Mr. Fang immediately led his troops there, and the injured people received timely treatment. So most of them came over. "

Linjiangzhou is rich and has many medical clinics in the county, but no matter how many there are, only a dozen doctors are unable to cope with the disaster.

Most of the houses in the village are wooden houses with mud walls. They are not like modern cement houses. If they collapse, they will cause harm to the people, but most of them are not fatal, unless the unlucky ones are directly hit on the head.

But once the injury is not treated in time, how many days can it last? Especially in this sultry season, once the wound becomes infected and becomes inflamed and hot, the person will die.

There are so many deaths in these prefectures and counties. Most of them were caused by disasters and doctors failed to treat them in time.

Xia Jinghong, the leader, was angry, but he also knew that there was nothing he could do about it, and he couldn't blame his subordinates. But when he heard this, he felt somewhat resentful in his heart.

have a look!

Look at people!

Why can't you learn from that brat? Idea after idea.

It doesn't matter how high the requirements are, this group of people can only learn two of his moves. If something like this happens now, the number of casualties will not be so high.

This was such a shocking move that I couldn't imagine it. One official couldn't help but ask: "The people in Quzhou are not making trouble when recruiting female soldiers?"

If they were recruited in the capital, they would probably arouse public outrage.

How can this be done!

It's too outrageous.

It is simply unheard of. If the girl's brother goes, he will never think of marrying again in the future.

Today's aesthetics is that women and men are petite and soft. It is not appropriate to recruit soldiers to train and live with a bunch of men. Moreover, if they train too much, these girls and men will be more muscular than the men. There are many more. If the body is hard and without that kind of softness, it will be difficult to find a husband.

In remote and remote areas, people's thinking is more conservative.

The imperial guard said: "It's trouble..."

Xia Jinghong frowned subconsciously. He just thought this method was good and wanted the prefects from all over the country to imitate it. But if the people can't accept it, then...

all the officials Nod, that's right...

Imperial Guard: "The common people are making a fuss about Mr. Fang and want him to recruit soldiers again. They want to send his daughter and brother to the army. Mr. Fang said that he should think about it again, and then the people are making trouble."

Xia Jinghong: "· ·····"

Official: "······"

Everyone looked at each other in shock again.

Chao Shang fell into silence for a moment, with only the sound of gasping coming and going.

In previous years, the common people who were drafted wanted to run into the mountains to hide, and some couldn't pay the money. The officers and soldiers dragged the people out of their homes and forcibly detained them and sent them to the border. But now...

Why is Master Fang like this? able! !

The people of Ganzhou were really making a fuss.

They want the adults to recruit soldiers again. This time they want to send the girls at home to learn from Aunt Tang, who are promising!

The reconstruction work of the village was handed over to the county magistrate. At the end of August, the recruits broke camp and returned to the city. The people of Anxi County were so happy to see each other off. They knelt down with tears in front of Fang Zichen, the group of recruits, and the group of girls and brothers. .

It's time to kneel.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is a gift of renewal.

This time, this group of girls and brothers performed very well in disaster relief. They were not afraid of danger and fought hard in the disaster area. Their busy figures can be seen everywhere.

The news spread as fast as the wind.

Some people at the beginning even taught their daughters, "We are innocent girls, don't imitate those people, it's shameful."

"But people have no choice but to go."

"What the hell, if you go, you can live and have a way out. , but being spit on and pointed at, I think it's better to die, so as not to embarrass my family. "

Now the limelight has changed.

Everyone really recognized and accepted this from the bottom of their hearts.

There's nothing shameful about this.

So glorious!

The people made a fuss and asked Fang Zichen to recruit soldiers again.

I didn't know before that the notice posted outside the government office during the recruitment mentioned the preferential discounts, but I finally found out later.

It is a coincidence that it rained a lot during this period. Although other villages were not as serious as Anxi Village, they were still affected to some extent. The heavy rain kept falling. An old man in Pingxi Village was afraid that the crops in the fields would be flooded. I went to the fields in the rain and caught a cold the night I came back. The old man's body is not as strong as the young man's, and he becomes serious when he gets sick.

The next day, the family found that the old man had a severe fever and could not wake up. Fortunately, the village was close to the town, so the family hurriedly carried him there.

It was a pity that all the doctors in the town were recruited by the yamen, so Jirentang was open, and it was overcrowded. The retired people were lined up on the street. The old man had a severe fever and could not wait, so the family asked the person in front if they could join the queue.

This won't work.

The one in front of me had a stomachache, and said his intestines seemed to be tangled together, and he even pooped his pants three times. But it was like this. Everyone had to line up obediently. Everyone was seriously ill. Otherwise, who would come to the doctor on a rainy day like this? Pavilion?

If it's not serious, wouldn't it be nice to stay at home?

My family is worried! The old man's mother-in-law looked at the long queue and saw a doctor in the medical center asking for a consultation. She didn't know how long it would take. Seeing the old man's blood pumping, she was so frightened that she started crying in the medical center.

The person next to her was feeling uncomfortable and upset when she heard her cry. She felt unlucky, so she started talking.

There was a lot of noise here, so the little medicine boy came over and asked what happened.

The old woman apologized profusely, and then told the story about the old man.

The old man was still being carried on his back by his son. He didn't wake up at the moment. He touched it and it was very hot. But he didn't want to let him go. The little medicine boy couldn't help it: "You guys go to queue outside! You can't jump in line unless you There is proof that the Yamen is open."

"Ah? What proof?" Not only the old man's family couldn't understand it, but even the people in line next to him couldn't understand it.

The little medicine boy said, "Don't you know? Didn't you join in the fun when the Yamen was recruiting soldiers? Didn't the Yamen hand out a small notebook to those who were selected?"

Yes, but the common people couldn't read the words! The recruitment was very busy at that time. The leading magistrates in each county's yamen were not good at what they did, and they were all cheating. There was no monthly schedule for the yamen officers, and they all left a lot. Later, Fang Zichen came, recruited and trained, and after mastering one and a half moves, he was transferred to the lower levels. There are local errands in various places below, so the yamen in various places do not recruit yamen servants again, and there are only a few people in them.

The conscription was busy at the time, and all those who were recruited were given small notebooks. The yamen officials didn't have time to explain it carefully, but the small notebooks were carefully made, hard-covered, and had the prefect's seal stamped inside. The yamen officials said they couldn't throw them away, so everyone After taking it back, I put it away directly, and then I was busy with spring plowing. How could anyone remember this?

When the master read out the notice, he also mentioned that family members of military personnel would enjoy priority and other policies, and encouraged everyone to actively join the army.

What can be done to give priority? I don't understand. If you buy pork first, it doesn't really matter. It won't be a problem anyway, and it won't take much time.

At this moment, the little medicine boy asked: "Do you have a notebook at home?"

The old woman hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, my second son went to the army last year."

Last year, there was no such policy in the first conscription. Naturally, I also made up for it. The official sent it to my home in person. The old man was showing off to everyone in the village.

The little medicine boy said: "Then you can bring it! If you have the little red book, you can ask the doctor to consult your wife first, and you can also get discounts on medicine."

Ah!

Is that so?

Real or fake?

Why is there such a good thing?

I can't believe it!

Everyone saw the old man's son put the old man under the eaves, rushed towards the street, and ran back after half a stick of incense.

"Little red book, I have a little red book."

The little medicine boy took it and showed it to the old doctor. When the old doctor saw it, he was right, this red book was issued by the yamen, and the seal of the Lord was still red.

"Bring them here!"

The patient who was about to get in line was dissatisfied. The old doctor gave him a sideways look. If you have any dissatisfaction, go to the Yamen and tell him. If you dare to cause trouble in the hospital, the Yamen will slap you later.

A pulse showed that the fever was severe. The old doctor quickly asked the medicine boy to grab the medicine and boil it behind him.

They are all common cold medicines, and everyone knows how much they cost.

The old doctor took out a book from the table, wrote the old man's name, and then asked the old woman to press her fingerprints.

Why do you still need to press fingerprints?

Press it and keep it as evidence! Later they will take this book to the Yamen to exchange for money.

The discount part comes from the yamen, so we can't let them come from the medical clinic!

That's what happened.

At this moment, I saw the old woman pressed her fingerprint and paid ninety-three cash. After calculation, it was really a discount.

It turns out that this is what I meant by the priority discount.

It's great to be a soldier!

Oh, if I had only known that I wouldn't have been afraid of all the hard work, I would have given my son a gift. If he had also had a red book, he would have been queued up by now, and I wouldn't have had to hold my butt while waiting.

When the old man's son saw everyone staring at the red book in his hand, he immediately put it away, fearing that everyone would snatch it away.

Another incident happened, and the people really thought it was good to be a soldier! At the beginning, we recruited tens of thousands of people. We are so big in Qianzhou, so it feels like there are not enough people. How about you, sir, please recruit more!

Fang Zichen thought for a while, and was not prepared to respond, but news came from Jizhou that it was very peaceful there recently. Oyuan was retreated by the Northwest Army two months ago, so he must have been afraid. He did not invade again in the past two months. Please don't worry, sir.

What a relief!

After listening to this, Fang Zichen came to a conclusion.

Previously, we only speculated whether Dayuan and Beiqi wanted to unite with Dachao and attack Daxia from both sides. Now it is probably confirmed.

Are you afraid that Ohara will be attacked by the Northwest Army?

Doesn't exist.

The Ohara army would attack at random intervals. Sometimes it was the Northwest Army chasing them, but sometimes it was them chasing the Northwest Army. Anyway, the two armies were just going back and forth, playing the same game. To be afraid, the Ohara Army should have been there long ago. It's only right to be afraid.

But unfortunately, people are like dead pigs and are not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, and dogs cannot change from eating shit. First, this country is warlike, and second, it is too jealous of the fertile soil of Great Xia. I am afraid that it is going to replenish its troops at this time.

But if the fight is calm at first, if you suddenly become immersed, something will go wrong, and there must be a monster. I am afraid that you have deliberately found such an excuse.

Something is wrong!

Fang Zichen ordered the recruitment of troops again.

But this time the main focus is to recruit girls and brothers, and the men will recruit another five thousand.

Wool cannot always be gathered in one place.

He has already conscripted tens of thousands of people at first. Although the common people here have many children, three or four, their fields are basically worked by manpower. If all the young men are conscripted, the old women and children will be able to farm. How many? I am afraid that the land will be half panicked, and this will not work.

Fang Zichen did not follow up on this matter and left it to the county magistrate.

But the next day, the county magistrate sent a message back, saying, "Sir, it can't be done. There are too many girls and brothers. What should we do?"

Then raise the conditions, no matter what, five thousand for the man, and another five hundred for the brother and the girl.

Everything was done and the government servant left. Brother Zhao came to call him: "I stewed chicken, do you want to drink some?"

Fang Zichen went to Anxi County for more than half a month and didn't come back. He lost a lot of weight and had dark circles under his eyes. When he went to the Yamen to blackmail Zhang Huaiwen, he was even more serious about smearing the bottom of the pot under his eyes. The good boy was really as thin as a monkey. The chicken was stewed to feed the father and son.

Fang Zichen shook his head: "I'm tired of eating for two days. Come over here and I'll kiss you."

Brother Zhao glared at him: "Not serious." But he still walked over quickly with a blushing face and sat down next to Fang Zichen. On her lap, she blocked his neck and handed her face over.

Fang Zichen chuckled twice. This guy just couldn't talk about his integrity. He hugged him, kissed his round face twice, and said softly: "You seem to have a little more flesh on your face! Let's kiss him." It looks like jelly."

Brother Zhao touched it himself: "Yes?"

Fang Zichen pinched his face, hugged him with one hand, and chuckled softly: "Is it secret again? "Did you eat instant noodles?"

"No." Brother Zhao's heart was beating fast, and the wet and hot touch made him shiver, and he even sweated a little on the tip of his small nose.

Brother Zhao struggled, but not with much force. He whispered: "Don't make trouble, I'm busy at home!" When he said this, he became angry and wanted to slap his son again: "You and your good boy go to Anxi On the sixth day of the county, Gungun disappeared. Husband, you have to deal with them."

"Ah?" Fang Zichen said, "Why are they missing?"

Brother Zhao said, "They are making trouble to look for them . "You guys."

Fang Zichen walked all night, and no one in the village knew it. In the past, it would have taken eight hundred years for the news to come from Anxi County, but now the cement roads are open, and everywhere in Luoshan Village If you go to sell fertilizer, the news will spread quickly.

Something happened in Anxi County, and both adults and young masters went to provide disaster relief.

Gungundandan's ears were very pointed. Fang Zichen and Guaizi were nowhere to be seen when they got up. The two little guys went all over the yard looking for someone, breaking off small stones and asking, "Guoguo, are you here?"

Then they went to the latrine and shouted, " Father, are you down there?"

He climbed up on the small bench and lifted the lid of the pot: "Guo Guo?"

He looked inside and outside, but no one was there, so he asked Brother Zhao where his father and Guo Guo were. They couldn't find them, Brother Zhao told them, and they started to make a fuss, saying that they wanted to find their father and Guo Guo. Later, they found out that Fang Zichen had gone to Anxi County and stopped making trouble. But on the sixth day, Uncle Tang killed a chicken and stewed it in Then I wanted to bring some coriander back from the field to make dipping sauce. But when I came back, I saw that the chicken in the pot was gone, leaving only a pot of soup. Uncle Tang didn't care

at

first. After the two little guys got familiar with playing with Guaizi in the village, the house couldn't accommodate them anymore. They often went out to play in the mountains and fields. They knew where there were mouse holes. The village was safe. , and with many things going on, the Imperial Guard no longer stayed outside the house.

Uncle Tang was just wondering why the chicken was missing, but when Brother Zhao came back from the factory in the evening, when it was time for dinner, the two little guys hadn't come back yet. Brother Zhao beat the gong for a long time, but there was no trace of the children. Brother knew something was wrong.

He and Uncle Tang went to the village to look for her, but the villagers said they hadn't seen her and they didn't come out to play today.

"What's going on? But the two young masters are missing?"

"Yeah!"

"What's going on! Why are the good ones disappearing?"

The children in the village are raised poorly, and they start giving them food all over the village when they are two or three years old. Damn, this has never happened before. Seeing that Brother Zhao and Uncle Tang were so anxious that their faces turned pale, they hurriedly comforted them, saying that maybe they were playing somewhere at noon, fell asleep, and it was okay, so they followed and looked for them.

The Praetorian Guards were also dispatched.

But Anping Village was almost turned upside down, and the two children were still nowhere to be seen.

Brother Zhao seemed as if he had been fished out of the water. He was breaking out in a cold sweat. He thought of Guaizi.

Although Gungu Dandan is fat and Fang Zichen always said he looks like a piglet, it is undeniable that the two dolls' facial features are carved from pink and jade, making them extremely cute.

Could it be...

Brother Zhao was almost frightened by this idea.

In the evening, when the workers at the paper mill came home from work and heard about this incident, Kazuo said that he seemed to have seen two young masters at noon.

What does it mean?

The Imperial Guard asked him hurriedly, and the husband said: "I went to pick vegetables in the vegetable field at noon, and I saw two little chirps passing by in the grass on the roadside."

Gungun Dandan is a bit bigger, but like Guaizi, She was born very short, as round as a ball. When she walked on the road, she was no taller than the weeds on the roadside.

The husband was squatting on the ground and saw two little ones swaying past the grass. The first ones in the village to comb their hair were the three young masters from my family, but there were more children in the back who were combing their hair like this, so the husband Not sure either.

But when the Imperial Guard heard this, they probably agreed.

Brother Zhao couldn't sit still and searched along the cement road with them. When he was about to reach the town, he saw Gungundan being brought back by a couple.

The couple looked familiar. Brother Zhao thought about it carefully and found out that they were buying buns from the town. Their family had been shopping in the town before and bought buns from their stall several times.

Naturally, the couple recognized Gungundan. When they saw them appearing in the town, they looked around helplessly, then scratched their heads, as if they didn't know where to go. They didn't see Mr. Fang and Mr. Fang accompanying them, so the couple hurriedly I asked Gungundandan why they were here.

Gungun still remembered her and said, "Let's come to see father and Guoguo."

"The master and the young master went to Anxi County."

"Gungun knows, it's the county! Father and Guoguo went to provide disaster relief, but they couldn't Go home, so Gungun and Dandan come to see them and bring them some chicken. Father and Guoguo will definitely love Gungun." "Yes

, " the couple understood. The two young masters are very affectionate. Anxi County and Anping County were stupidly confused, and I just thought that the adults came to the county. The two children missed their father and brother. Everyone knew which village Fang Zichen lived in. Pingxiang Village was several miles away from the town! Two young masters came over on foot... The couple felt very sour in their hearts and asked the children if they were hungry. He must be hungry, his chest is pressed against his back, he is thirsty and tired, and the butt of the chicken in the basket has been licked by two little guys until a layer of skin has peeled off, like a mouse gnawing on it. The woman gave them two steamed buns, and Gungundandan took them, said thank you, and started eating them. One was not enough to fit between his teeth. When he squeezed the bun with his balls, the outer layer of skin stuck to his hand, and he carefully licked it clean. Poor! The woman couldn't bear to look at it, so she gave another one to each of them. After they were all full, the couple sent them back. Gungun was still holding a basket in his hand at the moment, and inside it was the chicken that Uncle Tang had thrown away. Brother Zhao didn't know what to say. He didn't want to hit or scold him. After thanking him, he took the two children home and educated them for a whole night.

Fang Zichen was full of emotion after hearing this, and said with his hands in his arms: "You really paid for it! He is indeed the son I raised by tightening my belt, who looks like me."

Brother Zhao: "..."

The child is obedient. When she is young, her husband will say that she looks like him; when she gets into trouble, her husband will say that she is like him.

Fang Zichen saw Brother Zhao staring at him and immediately changed his mind: "You really need to be educated on this matter, otherwise you will have to throw it away next time. Where is the pin that holds the sole of your shoe? Where did you put it?"

Brother Zhao blinked: "What are you going to do?"

Fang Zichen put his hand on his waist: "I want to transform into Grandma Fang."

Fang Zichen went out with the needle, chasing the two children to prick him, rolling around all over the yard, smiling, still feeling like this It's a game, I keep screaming with joy.

When they were tired of playing, Fang Zichen held them one by one and said, "I heard from your father that you sneaked out last time? Isn't that right?"

Gungun ran with sweat on his face and nodded: "Yes, yes."

Fang Zichen immediately slapped his butt: "Are you quite proud?"

Rubbing his face with his balls, he said: "Father, I don't want to fight."

Fang Zichen kissed him and said seriously: "Don't run around next time Do you know that you are out?" He spoke earnestly, and it was not false at all to scare the children, and he did not feel any pain in his heart: "There are pig demons outside. The pig demons like to capture fat children like you and make them their sons. A demon is a son, but he has no meat to eat."

Chapter 407

No meat to eat?

That was absolutely terrifying.

Gungundan's eyes widened, and Fang Zichen said: "Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, ask your father. But your father was not fat when he was a child. He had a tiger's head and a tiger's brain. Then he was captured by the tiger demon. Your father lived with people for more than half a year. Cheng has become a tigress, and now your father gets angry and asks you if you are afraid?"

"Afraid," said Gungundandan.

"So you guys, ah, fuck..." Fang Zichen jumped up suddenly before he could finish his words. Brother Zhao appeared behind him at some point, holding an embroidery needle in his hand.

"Who is the tigress?"

Fang Zichen was stabbed on the back. Brother Zhao didn't hit hard, and it didn't hurt much. It was just like an ant bite. He hurriedly said: "I am, I am."

Brother Zhao He glared at him bitterly.

This man educates his son as he teaches his son, but he insists on talking nonsense, which is really disgusting.

"I won't fry sour bamboo shoots for you tonight." Brother Zhao said gloomily.

How can this work?

Fang Zichen came over and kissed him: "Don't be like this, my dear Zhao Guoguo, everything is negotiable!"

Brother Zhao hit him and laughed: "Next time, don't call me a tigress.

"If I don't tell you, why don't you?" "

... Do you still want to eat sour bamboo shoots today?"

Fang Zichen didn't dare to speak anymore. Although Uncle Tang can cook, his skills are not as good as Zhao's. My friend, I have never stir-fried this kind of pickled vegetables before. Last time, he dug out some sour bamboo shoots from the vat and fried them directly in the pot without washing them. The result was that they tasted so sour that they would make you lose your teeth. .

The good boy went to dig up earthworms and came back. After having dinner in the evening, he rested for a while and then started to practice the spear again. He felt very good about it.

The spear is difficult to operate, and some jumping and mid-air spinning movements make practicing the gun even more difficult.

Guaizi has been practicing the carbine for three months. He is now holding the wooden stick that Fang Zichen specially made for him and turning it around his body. The rhythm of the whole set of movements is very fast. At first, he was not skilled at it. He was always spinning around, and the wooden stick hit him on the head, causing a big swelling on his forehead. Now he can play smoothly again.

Fang Zichen didn't know why he wanted to practice this. When he asked later, it turned out that he saw Old General Qin doing it. He thought it was cool and stylish. When he came back, he asked Fang Zichen to teach him. He felt that Fang Zichen could do everything, but how could Fang Zichen do it? ah! It will be a carbine.

But he also wanted to save face, so he could only bite the bullet and give it a try when facing his piercing eyes.

Guaizi felt that Fang Zichen's moves were cooler than those played by General Qin, so he practiced even more vigorously.

Fang Zichen was shaking his head. This damn boy really worked hard to look cool.

Gungundandan watched from the side, clapping his hands and making oohs and aahs from time to time, quite cheering for his brother.

After the good boy finished practicing, the father and son each got a wooden stick and started playing in the yard. Fang Zichen played the role of the Monkey King, the rolling egg is the crab soldier and the crab general, and the good boy is the sea dragon king. He doesn't know what he is playing. When it comes out, anyway, it is the Sea Dragon King leading the crab soldiers and crab generals who want to capture the Monkey King. The good boy even rushes to the kitchen to use the pot lid as a shield and two buckles on his head as a helmet. Several people are chasing him. Beating again, there was a thumping sound in the yard, like tearing down a house, and the laughter could be heard far away.

"Monster, look at Ultraman's light wave, you idiot."

"You idiot, you're cheating. You're the Sea Dragon King now!"

"Oh, yes, yes, Fang Monkey is watching."

Brother Zhao looked on . Very funny.

Fang Zichen didn't have many friends, and the only one who was better was Li Yisheng, but the two of them "get together less and stay apart more". At first, Brother Zhao was worried that Fang Zichen would be lonely and unbearable, but later he saw that he was playing better with the boy than with Li Yisheng. Brother Zhao knew that his worries were unfounded.

Although the father and son are a generation apart, they still get along very well and unexpectedly have something in common.

...

At the end of August, all factories had loaded the goods and shipped them to Anping County one after another.

Brother Zhao has already made arrangements for how much goods to load and how many people to bring.

Several carriages were packed together, and the sweet potato flour and instant noodles were not heavy. In order to carry more, the goods were stacked high and covered with tarpaulin, so it was not clear what was inside.

"I heard it's instant noodles." someone said.

"Instant noodles? What are those?" But there are noodles, so they should be eaten.

They knew about sweet potato flour and had eaten it before. It was very delicious. However, they stopped selling it and said they needed to stock it and ship it out.

The instant noodle factory is located in the north. The factory building is huge, wider than the paper factory. Sugar, chili, garlic, and Sichuan peppercorns are transported to the factory one by one every day. Every day, the fragrance is there. It was so loud that people ten miles away could smell it. Everyone was so curious that they walked to the door of the factory every day. However, the factory was strictly controlled and no one other than the employees of the factory was allowed to enter.

As a caterer, I hired more women and husbands, and signed contracts. I came home from work every day smelling good. My family must have been curious and wanted to ask, but when my daughter said she couldn't tell, After he said that he would have to pay money and go to jail, his family immediately didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Later, during the Ghost Festival, the factory distributed instant noodles to the workers. It wasn't much, just two bags per person. Everyone carried them back almost all the way, as if they were some kind of treasure. They were extremely precious.

Since the daughter of the family went to work in the factory, the family has become better. The family went to the town to buy meat that day. In the evening, they saw the daughter come back with things. They were quite happy. They saw her busy in the kitchen and had no food. Not caring about eating, her mother and several brothers and sisters-in-law went in to help, but when the daughter said it was noodles, everyone was half interested.

What they eat the most is big pancakes. Today they bought meat at home, and no one is interested in any of the noodles anymore. When they returned to the main room and were about to sit down, they suddenly smelled the smell of pancakes, which was very fragrant.

The instant noodles at the back were obviously robbed. There were eight or nine people in the family. Two packs were divided among them, which meant only a few mouthfuls for each person. There was no soup left.

This is true in every household, and the village smells like instant noodles.

The next day everyone knew about it and got together to chat. It turned out that the factory built by the eldest young master made instant noodles. They were fragrant and delicious. I was so darling. I have lived for most of my life. This is the first time I have eaten so good. Something to eat.

But it's a pity that the eldest young master said that the production is small now, so he won't sell it yet.

Chemical fertilizers were used this year, and the wheat ones are good, but the red oil in the instant noodles has to be boiled with butter. There are few cattle in the north, but Fang Zichen gave the order. Now every household has raised cattle, and it is expected that mass production will be possible by the end of the year. .

People in the north understand it, but the people in the south have never heard of it.

Sweet potato flour was also transported, Brother Zhou personally led the team, and the goods from the paper mill were also loaded.

In the end, there were sixteen trucks in total, and three trucks specifically for people, making a total of nineteen trucks, and twenty guardsmen, plus the stewards of each factory, for a total of nine people.

On the day of departure, the team was huge and the dragon could not see its head but not its tail.

How had the common people of Quzhou ever seen such a battle? It's simply magnificent.

Many people stopped and watched along the way.

"Master Fang, are you going to sell goods?"

"Are you asking nonsense?"

"With so many cars, there should be sweet potato noodles."

"Definitely."

"I just don't understand. I can understand why the rice paper master sells it outside, because we don't have many scholars in Ganzhou, but why does the sweet potato noodles also exist? What about taking it? There isn't enough to sell it here."

"Yeah, last time I went to Anhe Village to buy some more sweet potato flour, but Manager Zhou said I wouldn't sell it for now and would keep the goods outside. I think if we let them go dry. If you sell it in China, it will definitely be sold out."

"Sir, you must have his own considerations.

"

"With so many goods, I don't know if it can be sold out."

"It should be possible. The sweet potato flour is really delicious when cooked. "But I'm worried about the rice paper! I heard the scholar next door say that it costs a lot of money to buy just one book!" Count."

He raised two fingers and listened to the surprised gasps of others before he continued contentedly: "I heard that there are six trucks of goods at the paper mill. How long will it last?"

"You! That 's not true. There are many rich people out there who can afford to study, and their families are not short of money."

"What you said seems to be true. Have you been there?"

Choked: "Although I have never been there, I have been in the world for more than thirty years. Is there anything I don't understand?"

"He is right. He knows exactly how many widows there are in our town. This is amazing. "

Some people looked at the convoy in the distance with worries on their faces: "It's not very safe over there! Sir, if you bring so many goods, will something happen?"

"You're looking down on me, those bandits in southern Shu. How arrogant! What's the result? As soon as we, the adults, went over, we were immediately taken over. Linghe was just making trouble, and our young master followed them. If they dared to come out and steal money, the young master could do it. I'm afraid there are only a few of them with a stick, and they are not enough to beat the young master!"

"That's right, but those bandits just stopped some merchants to ask for some tolls, and they were not like the gang in Shunan who robbed and robbed people. I have lost my conscience. This year, I also used chemical fertilizers, and my family has gotten better. I heard that those bandits no longer come out. "

They were all so poor that they had no choice but to do the bandit's business, but not everyone. They were all just like the gang of bandits in Southern Shu. That's why Fang Zichen didn't lead his troops there. Otherwise, if he were like the gang of bandits in Southern Shu, he would have been captured by Fang Zichen.

Almost all the official roads in Quzhou have been built with cement roads, and the road is very smooth, because it is a long way to go to Shangyang. It is estimated that it will take three months to go back and forth. In terms of official affairs, Fang Zichen leaves all the work to his colleagues. Got it, let him stare first.

Quzhou is no better than before. It has a completely new look now. Bandits don't dare to run rampant, and squires don't dare to make mistakes. It's also easy to manage. Big things are waiting for him to come back. It only takes a few months. Tongzhi I feel like I can still handle it.

However: "Sir, you left any place without authorization. Will anything happen if this news spreads?"

Fang Zichen coaxed: "What can happen? The emperor is my brother." He patted his colleague on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I There is someone above."

Tongzhi: "..."

The imperial guards who returned to Beijing first have returned. The imperial guards are the emperor's people. The imperial guards must have reported Fang Zichen's corruption to the emperor, but Now that the person is back, and the adult's head has not been moved yet, maybe the adult is really not bragging.

Tongzhi immediately flattered me, and finally vowed, "Sir, you can go in peace!" I will definitely manage Qianzhou well for you.

Fang Zichen felt that there was something wrong with what he said, but he didn't notice anything was wrong. Thinking of making a lot of money, he was so happy that his mind was going crazy, so he didn't think much about it at the moment.

Now we left Anping County and headed south.

Brother Zhao rode with him for a long time. Because of the heat, he was teased by Fang Zichen until his face turned red. Finally, he pursed his lips and went back to the carriage to chat with Brother Zhou.

Liuliu is here too, riding ahead with Guaizi. It's already hot in the summer, so riding a horse in the wind is the most refreshing thing.

Gungundandan also wanted to go, but Brother Zhao didn't let them go, for fear that they would fall off the horse. At this moment, the two little guys were so depressed that they were not happy to eat the buns.

Brother Zhou cared about them the most, and couldn't bear to see that they were unhappy. He took out candy and coaxed him, and Gungun crawled into his arms. He said pitifully, "Uncle Zhou, Gungun wants to ride a horse."

Brother Zhou pinched his little fat face . , it felt so soft that he couldn't put it down: "But Uncle Zhou can't do it either, what should I do?"

Before Gungun could say anything, Fang Zichen called them from outside the carriage: "Get out of here, do you want to come out and play?"

Gungun said . Dandan's eyes suddenly lit up: "If you want it, father will hold it."

Brother Zhao opened the curtain and warned worriedly: "Be careful, don't let the child fall."

Fang Zichen raised his eyebrows . She glanced at him: "Are you still worried about leaving the child to me?"

Brother Zhao laughed and pointed in front of him: "Have you forgotten why your eldest son's two front teeth are missing?"

Fang Zichen: "... ··"

You won, he was speechless.

Fang Zichen also brought their twist car, which was tied up with a rope and let the horse pull it. The two little guys sat on it, without pedaling, the twist car started to move by itself, just like driving, black whirlwind He was still running beside me, but he was so happy.

After a while, laughter came over.

Brother Zhou opened the curtain and took a look. Fang Zichen was sitting on the horse with a firm and straight back. He looked back at the two children from time to time. His eyes were full of tenderness and tenderness. His whole body seemed to be carefully crafted from head to toe. His smile was extremely dazzling. .

Brother Zhou couldn't help but think of the time when he was still in Xiaohe Village. He went to the river to wash clothes. Many girls and boys were muttering about Fang Zichen. Their words were full of admiration. They knew that he and Brother Zhao were good, so when they saw him coming He immediately stopped talking, but after a while he listened.

The girls in the village liked him, and so did the people in the town.

As soon as he got a child, the town's master brought his daughter to congratulate him, and then the matchmakers came one after another. Although they were all chased around the village by Fang Zichen with a broom, Zhou Geer felt that some of those girls were watching. She was attracted by his childhood name, but more probably because of his face.

He is good at reading, takes care of his family, takes good care of his children, and is willing to wash his husband's feet. He is handsome and works hard. What girl wouldn't be confused after seeing this?

Yoyo and Guaizi were mumbling something, and he suddenly turned his head and shouted back: "Uncle Fang, I'm a little hungry. I want to eat instant noodles, can I?"

He came here with Brother Zhou yesterday to escort the goods, and in the evening The good boy hugged Fang Zichen's thigh and said that his little bamboo horse was here. Children must learn to share. He wanted to treat Liuliu with his favorite food. Can that be okay?

Fang Zichen thought he was going to kill the chicken, so he went with him. As a result, the good boy came out with ten packs of instant noodles, and went to the chicken coop at the back to catch a chicken. Brother Zhao said he would go and have a look, and then the three of them squatted in the kitchen. He stayed out for most of the night, and Liuliu also liked to eat. Now he couldn't forget about instant noodles.

But there is no hot water anywhere on the road.

Fang Zichen said in a cool tone: "I think you want to eat sticks."

"Uncle Fang is so annoying." Liuliu didn't get angry. After muttering, she raced off with the good boy again.

Brother Zhou smiled helplessly. Fang Zichen was not only liked by the girls and buddies, but also by the children.

That boy in his family is Uncle Fang who is open-mouthed and Uncle Fang who is silent.

If Fang Zichen was polite to Liu Liu, Liu Liu might not stick to him, but with his attitude, he obviously didn't treat Liu Liu as an outsider. The child seemed to know nothing, but in fact he was very sensitive. That's why Liu Liu was special. I like Fang Zichen.

Gungundandan kept shouting with joy, and Guaizai and Yoyo also rode back.

"Guoguo, look, Dandan is riding a bicycle, so fast!"

Guaizi turned the horse's head and walked beside him: "Is it fun?"

"Fun."

Guaizi was acting like a big brother at the moment: "Hold on. Otherwise, your teeth will break if you drop it, you know?"

"Yes! Dandan knows."

The four children were chattering all the way. It didn't look like they were going to sell goods, but more like they were going to play. .

Zhang Fan was still a little nervous at first. Since the paper mill started construction, he has not sold a single piece of paper. Let's not talk about the ones in the north. The powder factory and fertilizer factory were built later than the paper mill, but these two factories are already making profits. , as for the paper mill, not only did it not make half a penny, but it kept paying back money.

To start with, the paper mill and the cement factory are both in the same boat. With the cement factory by his side, Zhang Fan didn't have much sense of urgency. But now that the roads in the south have been built, people know that cement is good, so they also start to ask questions. Can they also buy some cement and put it in the yard? This way the yard doesn't have to be muddy when it rains.

Li Yisheng wrote to ask, and Fang Zichen said yes. This cement house can not only pave roads, but can also be used to build houses.

The people in the village were poor at first, and the families were crowded together. After getting money from selling grain, they thought of building one or two rooms to provide wives for the men in the family. When they heard that the cement could be used to build houses, they immediately bought it. .

When it was built later, it was bright, clean, solid, and the floor was paved. It looked good. It was not like the mud house that was dusty when you touched it when it was first built. Moreover, it cracked after being lived in for a long time. Ashes.

This cement house is good.

The first one opened in the village. After everyone came to visit, they went to the cement factory to buy cement the next day.

In the past two months, many cement houses have been built in several villages around the cement factory.

The cement factory has now abandoned the paper factory and made money on its own.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but be a little anxious. He didn't have any big goals. He didn't seek wealth and wealth. He just wanted to have a safe and stable family with enough food and clothing. His father and his wife built a house in the village and are now living in it. , after the incident was revealed, his wife felt that she could not bear him, she felt guilty and depressed, and was criticized so badly that she did not even dare to leave the house. She looked lifeless. At that time in Shunan , and even carried him on his back.

However, in the past six months, he found that his wife was much more cheerful. She occasionally went out and came back smiling. Even her two children had changed and became lively and cheerful.

He is very satisfied with his current life, but he also knows that the adults are obsessed with money. What if they can only get out or sell poorly, what should they do if they stop setting up a factory? If this happens, his golden job will be lost, and hundreds of people in the factory will probably have to go home and farm.

He was in this field at the beginning and had a lot of contact with it. The paper he and the adults researched was not his fault. Just the quality, if you take a random piece of paper out, it will be "outperforming the others".

It's a pity that the adults never said to sell it and kept it in the warehouse. Now it was finally shipped. He handed over all the work at hand to his father, thinking that he would follow and see it in person, so as to feel more at ease.

At this time, he had brought several carts of paper, fearing that people outside would not know the goods. Zhang Fan's nerves had been tense since he set off in the morning. He didn't know how to describe his current mood. He should be happy that the goods were shipped, but he didn't. Dare to be happy, because I felt a little uneasy. Now, listening to the carefree laughter of several children, I felt inexplicably calm. I lifted the car curtain to watch the children play.

The road was flat and we walked quickly. We arrived in Anxing County in the afternoon.

Watching the large group of carriages and horses approaching, someone shouted.

"My lord is here, my lord is here."

Guaizai and Liuliu rushed to the front. At this moment, they saw some people on the side of the road carrying burdens and resting them in the middle of the road, and they quickly stopped their horses.

"Grandpa." The good boy leaned down and said, "Don't walk in the middle. It will be very dangerous when a carriage comes

." Big, good-looking, and Liuliu is not bad, but after all, Guaizi's head is bigger. Now the old man looked at him: "Are you Guaizi, the young master?"

"Yeah! Grandpa knows Guaizi "Ah?"

"Hey, young master, come down." The old man waved to him and said, "I brought some fruit for you to eat."

Several people gathered around carrying burdens.

There were some pears and some persimmons in the basket. I thought they were picked to be sold in the town, but that was not the case. They just knew that the adults were going to Shangyang to sell goods, so the villagers inquired about them and came here specially.

This group is from several surrounding villages. Their families were poor before and they got fertilizers on credit.

Thank you for coming today.

The rear brigade followed up. When he heard the whole story, Fang Zichen laughed and held on to the man's basket. He followed the old man and said, "This is what I should do. You're being polite. Take it back and take it back. Oops, so Seriously, old man, I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to pick it back! Then I'll accept it reluctantly!"

When the old man heard that the adult accepted it, his face wrinkled with laughter.

It is unreasonable to accept the old man but not others.

Mr. Fang treats everyone equally.

After getting a few frames of pears, Fang Zichen's eyes lit up.

After sending these people away, pears and persimmons were distributed.

Not to mention, although the skin of this pear is a bit hard, it is sweet enough, has enough water, and is very refreshing.

The weather in September was still hot at the moment, and the sun was setting. The next town was still far away, so the team had to rest in the suburbs at night.

There are no rivers or streams nearby, so a group of people can only eat the big pancakes they carry with them in the morning.

In the evening, the imperial guards took turns to keep vigil. There were many mosquitoes in the mountains, and the mugwort was burning. There were people watching the goods, so Fang Zichen didn't need to worry about it. He finished eating now and went back to the carriage.

This car was a gift from Xia Jinghong. It was very spacious. He had already fallen asleep after playing around all day, but Fang Zichen couldn't fall asleep while lying down.

Brother Zhao is sleeping on the far left, next to Guaizi, and then Guandandan. Fang Zichen is sleeping on the far right. The moon and stars are sparse at the moment, and there are birds chirping in the distant forest from time to time. The sound of crickets is still there, Fang Zichen After living in the village for a long time, it doesn't feel noisy at all.

The good boy hadn't slept with his father for a long time. After lying down, he looked like he was overly drunk and excited. Now he finally fell asleep, but Fang Zichen stood up and said with a confused look on his face: "Brother Zhao, I want to change places with you."

Brother Zhao looked at him through the firelight coming from the car curtain: "What's wrong? Why do you want to change?"

Fang Zichen's expression became a little sad: "These two brats are too stinky. , I can't stand it."

Brother Zhao: "..."

It really stinks, the carriage is filled with the sour smell of the two children.

Chapter 408

: I'm so fat. I sweat a lot. Today I played outside with Fang Zichen for a long time under the scorching sun. I changed my clothes three times. Although I have changed them now, my neck still smells sour. Sour.

Fang Zichen always felt like two bowls of stinky tofu were placed next to him. The smell was really overpowering. He was afraid that if he lay like this all night, Brother Zhao would have to carry him up the mountain tomorrow.

Brother Zhao couldn't help but laugh when he saw his bitter and resentful look: "Don't you always say that the son doesn't think the mother is ugly, and you don't think the son is smelly?"

Fang Zichen: "...just talk about it. ! Why do you still believe this man's lies! But forget it, as the saying goes, who will go to hell if I don't? Brother Zhao, I love you, let me bear this pain!"

Zhang Quanzheng returned to the front after his inspection and saw Fang Zichen sticking his head out and resting it on the car board outside.

"Sir?"

"What's wrong?"

"Where are you?"

"It's cool outside," Fang Zichen said.

Zhang Quan didn't know his character. When he ran past him while playing around the fire at night, he also smelled the heady smell.

But there was nothing they could do, living in the wild was such a condition. Although they brought water bags, it was so hot on the way at noon that they drank almost everything. There was really no extra time to clean the bodies of the two young masters.

Uncle Tang first advised not to leave Gungun at home. After all, we were tired on the road and it was hot and cold at the same time. It was inconvenient to take the child with us. Gungun was still young. What should we do if someone had a headache or fever on the way?

There was no way to rush to take office last time. However, Master Li and Li Yisheng were there at that time, so Fang Zichen didn't worry too much. This time there was a new recruitment, Master Li was even busier, and Li Yisheng couldn't get away. The town The doctors in the three medical clinics...

Fang Zichen didn't dare to hire someone to follow him. He was afraid that he would be an old man and he would have to take care of him. After

thinking about it, Fang Zichen agreed, go away and stay at home. It was best to let Uncle Tang take care of him, but last time he went to Anxi County and didn't see each other for only half a month. The two children missed him so much that they followed him every step of the way after he came back. Last time he went to the hut, the two children The little guy wanted to hang on his lap and follow him in. Hearing him talking to Uncle Tang, he started making trouble at night. He either yelled or stopped eating. He ran to the backyard, squatted in the corner and shed tears silently, talking to the good boy. It was exactly the same back then, but it made Fang Zichen heartbroken.

I still brought it later.

If you want to go, just go! It's not a big deal. If he didn't take them with him and left them at home for Uncle Tang to take care of, Fang Zichen would be afraid that these two boys would really turn into pigs when they came back.

Uncle Tang doted on his children so much that he often secretly gave them sugary water. When Fang Zichen caught him, he said, "Sir, the children are actually not fat. Young masters from rich families have to hire nannies even after they are two or three years old!" It's actually not a problem for young men to drink sugar water occasionally.

The young master from a wealthy family really eats well. He has eight or nine dishes in a meal, such as stewed crab meat and lion head, clam and yellow croaker soup, shrimp dumplings, chicken pulled skin rolls, cloud leg stuffing, and crab meat and crab apples. They usually have snacks, but the three meals a day are not the same, and there are several maids to look after them. Uncle Tang feels that the three young masters in his family eat poorly. Except for the good boy, he must have a chicken for every meal. Chicken, pork, and fish are all eaten in turn. There are three or four dishes on the table at each meal. The pork is all stir-fried with the vegetables. Which young master eats like this?

But Brother Zhao only knows how to cook home-cooked dishes. If Uncle Tang can cook bird's nests, white fungus, etc., he will be familiar with it. After all, he has cooked it for Meng Ruqing himself, but for other big dishes, don't ask, he just doesn't know how.

The two children don't get fat by eating too much, but they get fat by eating too much. The two children are not picky. Sometimes the dishes are cooked too little and they are not enough to eat, so Brother Zhao will use the leftovers. The soup was given to them to accompany their rice, and the two little guys ate deliciously.

Later, Gungun Dandan felt that it was more delicious to eat with rice. After that, there was no soup left at home. Otherwise, he would have poured the soup outside earlier. The village chief's wife saw it and said it was a waste. If this was used for feeding Pig! The pig must have grown well. Uncle Tang thought about it and wanted to bring the piglet back to raise it. But later he saw that there was nothing left to eat at home, so he gave up the idea.

"Not fat?" Fang Zichen said: "Uncle, come, look me in the eyes and say again, is the child fat?"

Uncle Tang's eyes dodge, and he is speechless.

Fang Zichen said seriously: "Next time, don't give the children sugar water."

Uncle Tang said: "Then the sugar I bought last time will be wasted."

"How can it be wasted? Children can't drink it, but I can!" You can secretly soak it for me at night when the child is asleep." Fang Zichen looked to the left and right like a thief, making sure there was no one there, and handed him a water bag: "When you've soaked it, pour it in."

Uncle Tang said. ······"

This is coming prepared! I'm afraid the master has been thinking about his three kilograms of sugar for a long time.

Gungundandan followed, and so did Uncle Tang.

Along the way, there were always people giving gifts along the way. They were not expensive and they were all grown at home. Fang Zichen accepted them all with a smile.

Shangyang is in the south, adjacent to Hengyang. The team set out all the way to the south. There are many fruits in the south of Ganzhou. You can often see some pear trees on the road. They grow on the mountain. They should be wild.

The pears the old man gave last time were quite delicious, and Brother Zhao seemed to like them very much.

When Fang Zichen saw it, he would not let it go. He asked Brother Zhao to lead the team and left first, while he took two sacks and led Guaizi and Liuliu into the mountains.

There were a lot of knots on the pear tree, but it was a bit high. Fang Zichen took two steps and climbed up without a hitch.

The good boy's face turned red: "Yoo Liu, isn't my father very good at climbing trees?" Liu

Liu raised his head and watched Fang Zichen picking pears on the tree, with admiration in his eyes: "Yeah! Just like monkeys, Uncle Fang is the best."

"Is it cool?"

"Cool."

The two little guys blew their rainbow farts.

Fang Zichen was happy to hear this and threw two down for them to eat. It was sweet. The two little guys ate it with satisfied expressions on their faces. Then they raised their heads and shouted:

"Father, there is one on your right, Dadi, pick that one."

"Uncle Fang, you also have one on your head." After

a while, most of the sacks were filled, but it was inconvenient to take them. Fang Zichen came down from the tree and was thinking about how to knock down all the remaining pears. 7/ Eight men ran out of the grass with hoes on their shoulders.

"Who are you? You dare to come to our village to steal pears?"

Steal? ?

This is an unjust accusation. He is a person who has watched the rule of law column for a whole summer, and he never does anything sneaky.

Fang Zichen looked at them and then at the pear tree. Under the pear tree, there was a patch of weeds that were taller than a person. It didn't look like they were planted intentionally.

"Isn't this wild?"

"It is wild, but this is the mountain of our village. Put down the pears."

Some villages are like this, extremely exclusive and territorial. As long as something grows in their territory, it belongs to them. Things, the neighboring villages want to come to their mountains to cut firewood or something, but they are not allowed.

These words made Fang Zichen want to laugh.

He, the boss of Quzhou, owns the entire Quzhou Gongshan Mountain. Let alone picking some pears right now, even if he wants to uproot the pear tree and take it away, he will get it. Returning the mountain to your village is ridiculous.

Guaizi and Liuliu frowned and looked at the men.

Fang Zichen didn't give it to him, he had worked so hard to pick it.

A few guys also noticed that there were a lot of pears here this season, but they weren't even worth a lot of money if they were sold. They just took it, but taking it without asking was stealing. They dared to steal from them in broad daylight. It was simply shameless. Take them into account. If you don't jump out today, people will think that there is no one in their village and they are easy to bully. I'm afraid they can sneak directly into the village next time.

Several men were holding hoes and were about to move, when they saw each other look frightened and pointed behind them: "Holy shit, what is that?"

The men turned to look, and Fang Zichen threw the sack over his shoulder: "Run! "

Guai Zai and Liu Liu reacted and saw that Fang Zichen had already run ahead regardless of morality, so they hurriedly chased after him.

The men shouted, waving their hoes and chasing after him. Before, men would definitely not dare to mess with Fang Zichen's outfit and appearance, but now they are not afraid at all.

Their magistrates are fair and honest, and enforce the law impartially, so they will not "protect each other between government and businessmen."

"Here comes someone! We've been robbed, we've been robbed, come here quickly."

"Chase! Chase!"

"Don't run."

"Put down the pears."

The men chased Fang Zi for a morning jog . .

Fang Zichen was furious: "What thief? This is obviously grown on the mountain. Don't talk nonsense. Otherwise, I will beat you up later."

When the men heard this, they thought, damn, thieves are so arrogant these days . ?

A man picked up a stone and threw it at them, but missed. The three of them were as slippery as loaches.

Fang Zichen ran for a while and turned back and said angrily: "Damn it, your sister, if you hit my son and hit me, you will never end it."

"Who is afraid of you?"

"I am the prefect."

The men stopped and were stunned for a moment. Fang Zichen thought they believed them and stopped. Most of the villagers were simple and honest. If they knew that he was Mr. Fang now, they would probably be very excited when they realized it, and then they would take the initiative to help him pick pears.

Kindness is always hard to reject. Fang Zichen was about to take out another sack when a man's chest heaved violently with anger. He pointed at him and scolded him: "You dare to pretend to be our master, brothers, chop him down."

Fang Zichen: "... "..."

Rumor has it that the new prefect is handsome, more than eight feet tall, and good-looking, and the one in front of me is also good-looking, but... who is the prefect?

He came from the capital and was a top scholar in liberal arts. How could he possibly climb trees? Just now, they all saw this man picking fruits from the tree. It was like a monkey coming home, jumping up and down as if walking on the ground. Those who grew up in their village could not climb trees so smoothly.

Moreover, the prefect has only four children, who doesn't understand? One is a teenage brother, one is a good boy, and the other two boys are still very young. Look at the two the other party brought, and one looks at the eight-year-old boy. He was about 4 or 5 years old, so how could he be the prefect?

Daring to pretend to be their prefect is simply too much.

The men seemed to be enraged and chased him even more fiercely.

The weeds were very tall. Although the boy's legs were only as long as chopsticks, he could run faster than a dog. In addition to his small size, he disappeared in the grass. If the grass hadn't moved, I wouldn't have known where he had gone. Fang Zichen is tall and has long legs, and he can run like a tornado.

Liu Liu couldn't do it anymore, so he backed away. Fang Zichen came back and grabbed him under his arm, and ran to the official road. Fang Zichen put him down, and the three of them climbed on the horse's back, clamped the horse's belly with their legs, and hurriedly rode away. .

The men still wanted to chase, but two legs couldn't outrun four legs, so they could only curse behind them, and Fang Zichen soon left them behind.

The good boy was running around like a homeless man. There was sweat on his little nose. His heart was pounding and his eyes were bright. He turned around and saw no one. He immediately laughed. stand up.

Yoyo also laughed.

"Liu Liu, is it fun? Is it exciting?" Liu

Liu nodded her head, feeling scared and excited at the same time.

It's so fun to follow Uncle Fang and Guaizi.

There was a man in front who was rushing to deliver pears. It was not enough if he didn't want it. Now he picked two wild fruits and was treated as a thief. This is obviously his territory. It is really unreasonable.

Fang Zichen gritted his teeth all the way.

When they caught up with the group, Brother Zhao saw that the three of them looked a little embarrassed, and the sack was not full.

The wild pear tree must be a few years old. It is very big and has many pears. It looks like there is more than one sack.

His husband is the king of peeling skin. He leaves no hair when the goose passes by. Usually he will definitely not come back until the sack is full. What happened today? What happened? But it didn't look like something was wrong, because the two children seemed very happy, their eyes were shining, they kept laughing, and they looked very excited.

Such a shameful thing made Fang Zichen's face flush red. He was ashamed and angry. He didn't have the nerve to say it. Brother Zhao took the pears back to the carriage. The good boy wanted to eat the pears, so he asked Brother Zhao to help him peel them. He had such a small face. His clothes were dirty, and little bits of hair were still stuck to them. They seemed to have rolled around on the ground. Brother Zhao wiped them clean with a handkerchief, and then pinched his little nose.

"What happened? So happy."

The good boy danced: "Hehehe, Daddy, someone just chased us with a hoe."

Yoyoda added: "It's fun."

What?

When Brother Zhao asked, after knowing the whole story, he laughed directly with Brother Zhou.

Later, when they saw fruits on the mountain beside the road, Fang Zichen didn't dare to go there no matter how jealous he was. Brother Zhao always laughed at him, and even Brother Zhou also laughed at him, which made Fang Zichen feel a little ashamed.

However, he followed the brigade and did not sneak up the mountain. There was no need to tell his name now, and the people did not doubt that he was there. This is an adult, that's right.

The Imperial Guards were well-trained, with swords on their waists, and a formidable temperament. They all looked powerful, not to mention the dozen or so trucks following behind them.

There is no such big merchant in Qianzhou.

It must be an adult's team.

Someone comes to deliver something again.

After coming out of Qianzhou, there was no such free food and drink, and Fang Zichen was really depressed for a while.

The children didn't feel bored either. With Fang Zichen around, they couldn't get bored even if they wanted to, and they almost all played all the way here.

Sometimes we would rest in town inns when we caught up, but most of the time we would rest in the open air. Seeing everyone working hard and sleeping in the open, and we happened to rest by the river, Brother Zhao asked everyone to set up pots to boil water and cook instant noodles. eat.

After eating, the imperial guards and several stewards were thinking about it. Zhang Quan was not afraid of Fang Zichen. Every time he took a break on the road, he always said to Fang Zichen, Sir, I know that you have always been the most considerate of our subordinates. These days, Brothers have worked hard, and there is nothing to eat tonight. You see... Fang

Zichen said in a deep voice: "I don't want to see it."

Zhang Quan: "..."

"Come out of Xinping County at noon , I asked you to buy steamed buns, who told you not to buy them?" Fang Zichen glanced at him: "Tell me, how many instant noodles have you eaten these days? I only brought six carts."

These Imperial Guards need to eat three, twenty, or sixty bags at a meal, as well as the stewards. If they eat every day, these six carts of instant noodles will not be enough to make them. I'm afraid they will finish them halfway and run out of supplies. , and he even asked for help. How to build the reputation of instant noodles?

Zhang Quan didn't know at first what kind of goods were loaded in the cars behind him, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Before, Brother Zhao went to the factory kitchen to cook instant noodles. They muttered that it smelled good, but it really smelled good. They didn't know what Fang Fulang had cooked, which made the room where they were eating smell so bad that they couldn't eat.

The workers in the factory were also talking loudly.

Zhang Quan also laughed at them for being hopeless, and it was okay for the villagers to be like this, but these brothers under him were all from the capital, and had worked as servants for the emperor. What kind of food had they not eaten?

Now I talk about it with a mouth watering, it's really hopeless.

But now that I've eaten it, I know it's really delicious! It's a pity that adults are picky.

I didn't encounter anything along the way.

Whenever they passed through a town, Guaizai and Yoyo would be the first to rush over and show off their Ultraman badges. Every time the soldiers guarding the city gate saw the badges, they would immediately treat them with respect and welcome them into the city.

Guaizai and Liuliu showed off their authority several times, walking with their heads held high and their steps so fast that they wouldn't recognize each other, as if the Great Xia could no longer contain them.

In mid-October, the brigade finally arrived in Shangyang.

Shangyang is really wealthy, and the city gate looks very different from other counties.

There were many people going in and out of the city gate. Fang Zichen's motorcade had a long queue, and people around him were muttering.

"Where did the caravan come from? Is the one carrying so many goods belonging to the Jia family?"

The wealthiest person in Shangyang City and the one with the largest business is the Jia family.

The Jia family is not only engaged in the cloth business, but also has a grain shop, a rouge shop, a jade shop, and a shop that specializes in making cupboards and tables, so every time they go out to transport goods, there is also a lot of freight.

This team transported too much goods, hired so many guards, and had so many horses. The merchants nearby did not think so and did not have the financial resources.

However, the Jia family's cargo transportation in the past was only seven or eight trucks. They had never transported so much cargo before, and it looked so majestic and tight.

"I don't know, but Boss Jia seems to be in the house!"

"Yes, I heard that Mr. Jia is celebrating his birthday. Boss Jia hasn't purchased any goods recently, so what is this?"

"I don't know!"

The official guarding the door asked himself Yes, I also noticed that the good boy came over on horseback and stopped him with his spear, wanting to investigate.

The checks are not strict, they just need to look at identity papers. If you come from other countries, you have to show customs clearance papers, and check whether there are any weapons on you or in your luggage.

At this moment, Guaizi also showed his token directly as usual.

When the officer saw him showing off his Ultraman token, his face sank, his eyebrows beat twice, and he was about to yell in a deep voice. The other officer quickly grabbed him and whispered,

"Look carefully."

Ultraman The token and Fang Zichen's token were strung together. Now the boy was holding the Ultraman token, and Fang Zichen's token was hanging in the air.

Made of ivory, with a lifelike peacock on top...

The city guards were frightened and hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"I've met the young master."

"Uncle, we are going to the city." Guaizi said.

The official was slightly hesitant.

If there was a small town down there in Qinzhou before, then it would have given in immediately. After all, it was hard to offend the young master of a third-rank official family. When their boss came, they had to bow and greet people when they saw them.

But Shangyang has a large city and is close to Hengyang. Now that the fighting there is fierce, this area is naturally under strict control. I am afraid that the Koreans will sneak in, disturb the interior, or transport some scarce goods from them. .

Now that the two countries are at war, there will be no more trade, and people are not allowed to enter or exit the border. However, when they first opened up trade, some people from the DPRK infiltrated into Daxia.

The two peoples look alike, not from Beimang. They are very recognizable. At first glance, they are not from Daxia. The dynasty has already planned it. In the first half of the month, the dynasty people who stayed in Daxia incognito, secretly came from all over the country at high prices. A large amount of iron Kuangshi was purchased, because iron can be used to cast coins and make weapons. It is a controlled item and cannot be easily handed over to private operations. Most of these Kuangshi mountains are controlled by the imperial court, but there are also some who take risks. Have you found out? Reported, secretly mined and resold.

People in the Chao Dynasty look exactly like those in Daxia, and they don't think much about it. Moreover, most of them only care about money and don't care about anything else. As long as they make money, it doesn't matter who they sell it to!

Those Koreans shipped several batches out, but the third batch was delivered to Xia Customs and was detained by the Qin family army.

Later, Qin Hengxuan sent troops to investigate, and found that there were more than one group. They tried to follow the vines, but they had already run away. In desperation, Qin Hengxuan ordered all towns to conduct strict checks on the carriages and horses entering and exiting.

Otherwise, if the imperial court transports Tie Kuang from them and makes it into a weapon to fight them, it would be like offering a knife to the enemy.

The obedient boy looked at him and saw that he didn't give way. He knew that someone wanted to investigate, and he wasn't angry at all. He obediently stepped aside. Fang Zichen didn't say anything. Seeing this, the officer breathed a sigh of relief and led a few other soldiers to run behind to investigate.

The tarp was lifted, and the first car contained boxes of it.

The officer opened it, and inside was a piece of paper for writing, all white. What's

more

, I couldn't recognize what it was, and it didn't seem to have much of an identity. After all, it was the young master's caravan, and a few officials only did a few random checks to see what it meant.

The people waiting for interrogation craned their necks to look, but they didn't see anything.

If you can't recognize it, then you have to be curious!

The official made a routine inspection and found that Fang Zichen had the most extraordinary temperament and was leading the way, but he was really young... He bowed to Fang Zichen and said: "I have offended many of my subordinates, sir." Forgive me."

Fang Zichen waved his hands and said that people should enforce the law.

The convoy entered the city leisurely.

The people stepped aside and the convoy walked for nearly nine minutes before they all entered the city.

An officer turned to look and couldn't help but ask: "Captain, who is this?"

The token indicated that its owner was a third-grade official.

But most of the third-grade officials are elderly, and there are quite a few third-grade officials in Daxia!

The captain shook his head: "I don't know, maybe he took the token of an elder in the family for convenience!"

"It's also possible, but." The man thought of the Ultraman token that the boy showed, and immediately said: "Then Could the token be fake? "

Fake? Even if the token is fake, didn't you see that the guard behind it is not an ordinary guard, and it's not something you and I can afford to offend?

" Mr. Fang, the prefect of Zhou, is not yet 23 years old, and he is also handsome and handsome. Could that man just now..."

"Are you overthinking it? How far is Qianzhou from Shangyang? What are you doing here? It's probably what the captain said, and the new magistrate of Yuanzhou is also a young man

.

"Well, it is indeed true, but that gentleman has a son who is extremely handsome, and ah, very promising. I heard that he is only eighteen years old and is already a master of public education. Maybe that young man just now... The

captain thought for a while and said, "Go and talk to Ji Huwei."

There are laws in Daxia. Tokens are not allowed to be lent or resold. Except for the owner, they are usually used for driving or dispatching by subordinates or bystanders.

Just like when he went back to Ganzhou to adjust food supplies and couldn't see Fang Zichen, even if he sent his trusted aides, the officers and soldiers in the Yamen wouldn't give them without tokens.

Seeing cards is like seeing people.

Therefore, those who can produce such tokens are either close confidants or relatives who can be valued by them.

In this way, if something happens in the city, it will be difficult to explain.

The author has something to say:

Little Kenais, I will marry you as soon as the goods are sold. I can't say exactly how many chapters there are because the outline is like this, but sometimes it takes a lot to write in detail. I said it was dead, and it would be embarrassing if I couldn't recognize it then!

Selling goods in the next chapter, if you add more updates, it will probably be difficult, and the positioning plaster 'is what it's called' hasn't been removed yet.

I'm sorry! (*^▽^*)

Chapter 409

: Since he brought many people with him, Brother Zhao asked a group of imperial guards to rush over to find the inn first. Otherwise, if the team had entered the city and searched again, where would they put all the goods? The carriages have been stuck on the street, blocking the road, and the people may also have complaints.

The imperial guard followed the instructions and booked a small inn. The location was relatively remote. It usually accommodated scholars rushing to take exams. There were usually few people. The price was relatively cheap, and the backyard was large enough for them to unload and store their things.

Most of the people who open this kind of inn are old locals from Shangyang. They have many rooms. Although there are usually few guests, not even one guest for two or three days, but every year during the exam season, remote houses like theirs are the most popular. In order to avoid acclimatization, Most of the candidates will leave one or two months in advance, but staying in an inn like that on the street outside is too noisy and not conducive to studying, so a remote and quiet place becomes the first choice. If you make such a profit in previous years, it will be three years after opening. No need to worry if there are no guests.

The Imperial Guards were busy unloading the goods, and Brother Zhao was busy making arrangements for the waiter to bring some dishes. Fang Zichen took a few children to stay in the room. The waiter at the inn brought hot water, and Fang Zichen hurriedly gave the two The little ones were washing and rolling their balls in the tub. They were very happy and kept laughing. However, Fang Zichen couldn't wait to use a knife to help them scrape the mud. Yesterday, they lived outdoors near a stream and just washed them once, but today they smelled bad again. .

After washing them and dressing them up, Fang Zichen found that the clothes were already tight on the two children, and the strips of flesh were stretched out. The clothes seemed to be unable to withstand it, and seemed to be ready at any time. They may all break apart.

It is said that after a long journey, the child will lose weight. It is impossible to lose weight now, unless the clothes shrink.

In just one month, he gained weight again.

Most of the clothes he brought were too big to wear, so Fang Zichen gave them Guaizi's clothes, which turned out to be just right.

Fang Zichen: "..."

Feeling tired!

Brother Zhao went back to his room and looked at the two children. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he had to go to Uncle Tang with his clothes and ask him to change them.

Uncle Tang was quite surprised: "Can't even wear it?"

"Yeah."

"That can't be possible! I see that the two young masters haven't changed! The clothes I made were a bit too wide!"

But it is true that they can't be worn anymore. .

The child was playing almost all the way, running and shouting. The more he moved, the more he ate. His belly naturally got bigger, and his cheeks were plump and could be tossed around when he ran. Brother Zhou My son loves touching it most, saying that this is the best, and he is so lucky to be fat.

The child has gained weight, but Zhao Geer and Fang Zichen have lost weight. They have no choice but to save food to feed their children when they are in the wild with nowhere to go.

Although Shangyang is not as lively as Hengyang, apart from the capital city, Hengyang and Jiangzhong, Shangyang is also one of the richest. Pedestrians on the street rub shoulders with each other and there is constant noise. There are many pubs on both sides of the street, most of which are 30% higher than the main gate. It looks magnificent. It is completely different from Quzhou. The taverns and inns in Quzhou City are uneven in height and scattered in an orderly manner. The inns, taverns and other shops are not so luxuriously decorated. They are dusty, as if they have been built for decades. The red color on the wooden boards is The paint was badly faded and dilapidated. It was a bit different from first-tier and eighteenth-tier cities. However, everyone renovated and renovated later. Fang Zichen wrote down the paperwork and let the regulations go. This time when I go back, Quzhou should have a different look.

Fang Zichen and Zhao Ge'er had been in Beijing, so they didn't think much of Shangyang. However, the nine stewards they brought out could not see enough from the moment they entered Shangyang.

OMG!

There is such a prosperous and wealthy place outside, and the streets are paved with high-quality blue bricks. The masters in their town only use bricks to build their houses! But here Jing is used to pave the way!

Although it was the same when passing through Qinzhou and other places, for some reason, it was not as big of an impact as it was now.

Probably because the streets in Shangyang are wider, the people walking on the road are more affluent - all dressed in gorgeous clothes, the men are in robes, with feather crowns on their heads, and the women mostly have hairpins on their heads, wearing red and green, and standing gracefully.

In Quzhou City, most people still wear cloth strips on their heads.

There are also many shops in Shangyang. After passing the cloth store, the fabrics there are displayed on the wall, including red and green, and the colors are so dazzling.

We were eating at the inn in the evening. When the food was served, Wang Da, the son of Lao Wangtou, asked. A pile of fried vegetables cost dozens of yuan, which scared him so much that he couldn't sit still.

The waiter smiled: "My inn is small and in a remote location. This is considered cheap. If you live in a place like Tongfu Inn, you can get this amount for a plate of green vegetables." The waiter

raised four fingers.

Four hundred texts.

"Then, can anyone eat it?"

"Why not? It's only four hundred taels. Those big men went in to have a meal and asked for two bottles of wine. They spent more than a dozen taels in one meal. It's only a few hundred taels, and people still have it. I don't like it! "

A dozen taels? People only eat one meal, but if this was left in their hands, it would be enough for their family to chew for ten years.

The wealth of people outside is beyond imagination.

Several people were breathing heavily, feeling that they had gained more knowledge.

This trip would be enough for them to brag about for the rest of their lives.

Zhang Fan listened for a while and felt reassured. In this way, the few carts of paper he brought would definitely be sold.

After eating, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. There were not many guest rooms in the inn, so it was impossible for everyone to sleep in a room. Most of them slept in Datongbu.

There was a fierce fighting on the border, but Shangyang was not affected at all.

The next day, the people in Shangyang got up and went out for a walk as usual. Some people didn't like to stay at home and eat the morning meal.

Changfu Street has the most food stalls, selling steamed buns, wontons, soup noodles, and pancakes. You can count them all on your fingers. People in Xantou like to come here to buy. They came here as usual today. Some The woman was still carrying a basket in her hand and wanted to buy some food for her family.

But as soon as he reached Changfu Street, he saw a large group of people gathered in front of him.

What happened?

Everyone looked at each other and immediately joined in the fun and gathered around.

A big kid was sitting on the roadside holding a basin, squealing and sipping his powder.

The mouth is small and pink, and looks very cute, but with such a small mouth, the powder will slip out when you suck it, and you will have to take a bowl at a time.

He ate very deliciously, and he looked like he was eating some unparalleled delicacy. Everyone felt greedy just looking at it, but it was indeed delicious, and there was a particularly greedy smell floating in the air, filling every corner.

Seeing more and more people watching, a child ran over.

"Good boy."

"Yoo yo."

"Good boy, why are you here? Didn't you say you went to buy steamed buns? What are you eating?"

"It's instant noodles!" After finishing speaking, good boy took another sip. Pink, the little mouth moves like a little rabbit.

Yoyo was confused: "What are instant noodles? I've heard of beef noodles, mutton noodles, and pork noodles, but I've never heard of instant noodles. Can you give me a bite?"

"Yes, good friends must learn to share together."

Yoyo After taking a bite: "Ah! It's delicious. Where did you buy it? I want to eat it too."

Guaizi said: "The products on Xinyuan Street are from other places, and they are not available here in Shangyang, but they are delicious. "Come on, my dear boy will take you there. The hot and sour noodles they sell are also delicious, and the super deluxe version of instant noodles is even more delicious."

The two little guys went hand in hand.

The people surrounding him were so attracted by the smell that they couldn't walk. Moreover, they heard yesterday that a caravan came to the city. I don't know what they were selling. The little kid just said it was goods from other places... ·I couldn't help but follow him.

Brother Zhao has been to Hengyang, so he knows how expensive things are in a place like this.

Although Shangyang is not as good as Hengyang, it is still close to ten.

Early in the morning, he asked Wang Da to buy some large intestines, wash them, bring the spices with him earlier, borrow the inn's kitchen, stew a pot, and then set up a stall on the street and start cooking directly.

Everyone has never seen this instant noodles. If you don't cook it once to let everyone know the taste, otherwise you will be unfamiliar with something that you don't know. And it's not just a matter of one or two cents. It's tens of cents to buy something you haven't eaten before. Even if you boast it to the sky, boast it to the heavens, and break your throat, ordinary people may not directly pay for it.

You can try it, but Fang Zichen is a picky person and doesn't want anyone to take advantage of him at all.

The innkeeper was a very honest man named Qian. He squatted aside and watched them work for a long time. Now that the pots were set and the dishes were washed, there was nothing left to do, so he couldn't help but come over.

"Mr. Fang, I'm afraid you can't set up a stall here!"

There are mostly small inns on Xinyuan Street. Usually no one lives there and there are few shops. City people rarely come here to shop and want to buy food. If you want to buy clothes, go to Changfu Street. If you want to buy clothes, go to Changle Street. There is no one on Xinyuan Street.

The stewed intestines were fragrant and soft. Brother Zhao gave Boss Qian a bowl. He brought two stewards with him. When Uncle Tang led them to wash the intestines, Boss Qian saw them. This was done by pigs. Yes, but he didn't dislike it, it still tasted delicious. He had never eaten food like this before. It was fragrant and spicy. If he could give it some wine to go with it, it would probably be even more delicious.

This thing will definitely sell.

But it might be a little difficult to sell it here.

"It's okay." Brother Zhao said: "We are new here. Even if we want to set up a stall on Changfu Street, I'm afraid we won't have any space."

It is indeed true. The city is not as good as the town, so who can sit on the street? Whoever gets the chance will occupy it. Most of the small stalls selling food in this city are fixed, and those who pay money will be punished for occupying the space randomly.

Villagers sell vegetables on their own load, which does not occupy much land. They just come to the market and leave as soon as they go. Most of them are concentrated in the vegetable market, where the land can be occupied casually, but you have to pay money to enter.

Therefore, it is very difficult for outsiders to do business outside.

Boss Qian also knew this and sighed. Seeing that the other party was not short of money, he brought a lot of goods, had a group of guards, and was generous with his money. Boss Qian just thought he was a big businessman and didn't think much about it. He wanted to make good friends and let people come and stay in his inn. It would be nice to earn a little more. After all, he was not a colleague. Apart from this, there was nothing profitable. He said: "Then you are busy. If you need any pots and pans, Yes, they are all available in the kitchen, so take whatever you want."

That's what he said, but Boss Qian felt that he might not be able to use it.

Just as Brother Zhao was about to say thank you, the boy ran over from the street with a basin.

"Boss, cook two more bowls of instant noodles for me, or you'll die." Brother

Zhao subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the second floor of the inn. As expected, he saw Fang Zichen's livid face.

This damn kid is taking advantage of the opportunity to eat as much as he can, and add more vegetables, eggs, intestines, and meat!

I've already eaten a bowl of it first.

Boss Qian was stunned for two seconds. Isn't this Mr. Fang's son? How do you call him boss? What else is there? Isn't Fang Fulang selling braised large intestine?

Before I could figure out what was going on, I saw a group of people coming over the street, pointing at the good boy.

"Yes, those two kids are there."

"I smell it. Let's go over and have a look."

The instant noodles took a long time to soak, but they cook faster. Now Brother Zhao behaved. Zai and Liuliu are cooked, fried eggs, green vegetables, cut some intestines, and sprinkle with chopped green onion. Although I have never eaten it, I feel very good just by looking at it. It is red and will make me appetite at first sight, not to mention Not to mention the scent that always pops into my nose.

"This husband, give me a whole bowl like this."

"Boss, how much silver is it?" the boy shouted at the right time.

Brother Zhao said: "Eighty coins in total." The boy counted the money and gave it to him. He was holding the plate. When he noticed Fang Zichen's burning eyes, he didn't dare to look up. He curled up and hugged the basin of instant noodles. He ran away to solicit customers.

Brother Zhao looked at the man who spoke first: "This guest, do you want more?"

Boss Qian: "..."

What do you want?

A bowl of noodles costs 40 cents. How much does the large intestine cost? It's only a few pieces, probably only a few cents, plus a fried egg. Twenty cents is enough. Beef noodles are so expensive outside. A bowl of Keren only costs twelve cents. Good guy, forty cents. I'm afraid Mr. Fang is not here to steal money.

The people in Shangyang are not poor. They are willing to eat a stack of food worth three hundred coins, but the food is fried by a chef hired from the capital. It is worth that price. Is this bowl of face value now?

I won't say whether it's worth it or not, it's really delicious, and the noodles are not like the ones sold outside. They are curved and look very different. It's only 40 cents! Just treat it as a novelty, and I'm really hungry now.

The big man waved his hand boldly: "Cook it."

"Okay." Brother Zhao took out several packages of instant noodles: "My noodles include braised beef noodles, spicy beef noodles, mushroom stewed chicken noodles, pickled cabbage beef noodles, Spicy and sour beef noodles, which flavor do you want?" "Ah! There are other flavors to choose from?" The big man

paused: "Which flavor did you cook for that short, big-headed baby?"

"Spicy beef flavor."

"Then cook this."

Mr. Tang was cutting the braised sausages, his heart trembling uncontrollably.

People outside are really wealthy. A bowl of noodles costs forty cents, and you can order it without blinking an eye.

The people around him were not in a hurry. They waited for him to finish eating before looking at it. Putting aside the side, the intestines were like a pig in the water! The thing that holds that thing, how can it be eaten! But it looks delicious.

Instant noodles cook quickly and will be ready in a short time.

The man gave the money, and Uncle Tang had just set the table, and he could eat as soon as he sat down.

Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw him taking a handful of noodles with chopsticks

and putting them into his mouth. No one even swallowed it, so they couldn't wait to ask: "Lao Li, how are you?" Lao Li didn't say anything and swallowed the noodles in his mouth. I hurriedly grabbed another chopstick and stuffed it into my mouth, but there was so little instant noodles. After three chopsticks, I started eating braised intestines again.

"Lao Li, don't just eat it! How does it taste? You..."

Lao Li didn't answer him, but turned to call Brother Zhao and cooked him a bowl.

No need to ask, everyone saw him wolfing down the food, even the soup, so there was no need to ask.

Everyone is familiar with Lao Li. He has three facades and six courtyards in his house. He makes a living by collecting rent. The family has a small amount of money, and he has a lot of money to spend.

"Mr., cook me a bowl too."

"I want a bowl too."

"Put me two fried eggs."

"I want the intestines."

Everyone surrounded the stall, and one person met Boss Qian. Standing blankly, as if he had lost his soul, he patted him: "Brother, are you here to eat instant noodles too?"

"No, not..."

"Then what space do you occupy?" Boss Qian was pushed aside before he could finish his words.

In the blink of an eye, Brother Zhao's stall was surrounded by people on three levels inside and three outside.

Boss Qian: "..."

Isn't Mr. Fang selling braised sausage? No, why is he so stupid? Why is he setting up a stove outside when he sells intestines? At first, I was wondering. With so many goods, could they all be large intestines? But where are the large intestines not sold? It deserves to be specially transported from outside. Isn't the large intestine from outside better tasting? But there will definitely be too much to stew in a day or two, and I'm afraid it will stink, so what on earth are they pretending to be?

Now that I see those packages of instant noodles, I finally understand.

There were so many people that it was really too busy, and there were not enough tables to sit at. Boss Qian still wanted to ask people to go sit and eat in the store, but he couldn't say anything. Another group of people came huffing and cheering on the street, and Mr. Fang's son hugged him. Run ahead with a basin.

Boss Qian: "..."

This guy is really good at soliciting customers. He has the potential to be a waiter! How long have we been out before we attract such a large group of people?

When the good guy saw them making a scene, he immediately yelled: "Queue up, queue up."

Everyone also felt that squeezing around like this was not the way to go, and they were about to quit and queue up, but there were so many people, and the queue was getting long. Let's have breakfast . I haven't eaten yet, and I don't know when the queue will be available, so I might as well go buy steamed buns!

Fang Zichen came out of the inn with a gong and knocked it twice:

"Good news, good news. Folks who are in a hurry and don't want to queue up, come here."

Everyone looked around curiously.

Fang Zichen took the instant noodles and started to introduce them.

What?

No need to cook? Just soak in hot water?

You can eat it and soak it as you like. Will it be cooked after soaking? How is this possible!

Is it just as fragrant when soaked as it is when boiled? I just saw Brother Zhao cook this.

But the leader saw it. He heated a pot of water and then went down. When the oil paper bag outside the instant noodles was opened, there were three small bags inside. After the husband put those things in, the noodles became fragrant. .

No special skills are required.

Like those who cook noodles outside, how to boil the soup base and how to knead the noodles to make them chewy. These are all unique skills. They can't make them. If you want to eat them, you can only go to other people's shops.

But it's different now.

Fang Zichen started soaking it in front of them. He poured the hot water and pressed the plate. It only took a few minutes. Fang Zichen fished it out again, pointed at Lao Li, and asked him if he wanted to taste it. No money.

Then what else can't be done?

I've tasted it and it tastes the same.

Oh my god, why is it so magical?

If you want to put vegetables in, just boil the vegetables and put them directly inside. You can also make delicious noodles without having to go out to eat.

How much does a pack of this cost?

"Thirty-five cents." Fang Zichen said: "Fellow, thirty-five cents, you can't buy it and you will suffer a loss or be cheated."

"Give me three packs first."

"I want six packs."

"I'll have ten packs."

The guards went to the backyard to move the goods and were busy loading them for people.

Wang Da's heart was pounding as he watched everyone rushing over.

Thirty-five cents a bag! It's so expensive, but I'm still willing to buy it. Today, when he heard Fang Zichen say the price, he was shocked and scared.

The adults really dare to say anything at the drop of a hat. How can they sell it at this price?

He has been poor all his life and has no idea about the consumer psychology of outsiders.

Some people have the money to buy sports cars in packages of millions without even blinking an eye. But the people at the bottom just think that if they have that money, they might as well save it or use it to buy a house. These are all real. How many millions is the bag worth? There is no plastic bag to put it in. And they all have four wheels. The space of the van is quite large. It only costs tens of thousands. It also has four wheels. It can still run. Not to mention how many people can sit in the sports car you buy, and it can't load things. It can be used to visit relatives during the holidays, or to go there. It's not convenient to decorate anywhere.

But rich people are looking for novelty, face, and fashion.

A large number of people came to Xinyuan Street, and the people were very curious after seeing it.

No matter which dynasty, people love to join in the fun, so I followed them over. I saw people buying instant noodles and asked about it. People bought so many instant noodles, it must be delicious, and people came here, and it's not expensive. Buy some. Go back and have a look.

When I went home and drank it as instructed, the children at home started to make noises and wanted to eat it.

"We're going to cook later."

"If you don't want to eat, eat instant noodles. Instant noodles are spicy and fragrant. Eat instant noodles. Mom, I want to eat instant noodles. I want to eat instant noodles."

The head is hot, For several months, the child has lost his appetite. He can't even eat a bowl of rice, and he doesn't like snacks. He seems to have lost a lot of weight. But today, there is not a single bit left in the big bowl of instant noodles. Even the elderly at home like to eat it.

Then buy it!

Another person came at noon.

The boy was busy collecting cash when Fang Zichen suddenly bumped into him.

The good boy looked up at him: "Father?"

Seeing that he didn't receive the signal, Fang Zichen whispered: "It's your turn to perform."

The good boy said 'oh', and suddenly covered his butt and said loudly: "Father, be good. "I want to get some toilet paper ." "Then you go

!" Handed it to him: "Go!" "Thank you, father." The toilet paper was white and the people in line thought it was rice paper and almost cursed it. What kind of family background does this person have? He even used paper to wipe his butt. It is extremely difficult to make paper in Daxia, and the quantity produced is not very large. Everyone uses it for writing, and the price of paper is not to mention that it is used to write articles. Such a precious thing is not enough for writing. How can I use it for writing? To wipe your buttocks is simply defilement and sin. But before he had time to scold, Fang Zichen came out with toilet paper: "Uncle, have you ever gone to the latrine and been scratched by the toilet chip and your buttocks hurt for several days? Sister, have you ever washed the toilet chip? What's your experience of being unable to eat in the next few days? " The villagers pick up wooden sticks everywhere and throw them away in the hut after use. However, the poop stirring sticks used by city people are not disposable and they have to be cleaned and dried after use. Then put it back for the next person to use the toilet. This eldest sister's hair is neatly combed, with not a hair curling up at all. You can tell at a glance that she is very particular. The two nodded: "Yes, yes." "As long as you use my toilet paper, all the above problems can be solved." Fang Zichen asked the old man to touch the toilet paper: "My toilet paper has pure texture, excellent quality, softness and comfort. If it hurts your butt, even if you wipe it with excessive force or rub it hard, your butt will be safe and unscathed. This toilet paper is specially designed to protect chrysanthemums. It is very suitable for people like you. Toilet paper is more suitable for the toilet, sister. , you can also take a look, high-quality toilet paper, care for you."

The young lady looked at him shyly.

Fang Zichen: "..."

There are too many words.

The good boy rushed out at the right time.

"Father, father."

"What's wrong?"

"It's so comfortable to go to the latrine after using toilet paper. You don't have to worry about your little butt getting hurt anymore."

Chapter 410

The father and son sang in harmony. After hearing this, a bystander shouted: "Can you touch us?"

Fang Zichen enthusiastically handed over the tissue: "Why not? Uncle, you can touch it as you like."

"Oh, It's really soft!" This wipe will definitely not hurt. It looks like silk. Rich people use cloth to wipe it, but it looks like paper. Is it expensive?

Although ordinary people like Shangyang are rich and willing to spend money, they are not willing to spend just a few cents on the latrine last time. This thing cannot be eaten in the stomach, and if it is used too much, the latrine may be damaged. From time to time you have to hire someone to pick it up.

Fang Zichen knew what they were thinking and was the first to say: "It's not expensive either." He took out a stack of paper twenty centimeters high from the bag at the back, tied with a red string.

"Such a stack of ninety coins can last a family of seven or eight people for a month."

Ah!

Such a big pile is only ninety cents?

And it can still be used for a month? That's ninety cents per month, which is really not expensive.

Every time after going to the latrine, even though I use the shit stirrer myself, I still feel sick when I wash it. If you use it once and throw it away, it will be difficult to dissolve and the toilet will be blocked.

Fang Zichen actually sometimes couldn't figure it out. This shit stirrer is actually not expensive at all. Just cut a branch from the mountain outside the city and drag it back and you can use it for a long time. If you want to block the latrine, just throw it in a basket and burn it after it dries. It's okay, but I don't know why. People in the city just like to use it for washing. After washing, the whole family only has one stick. It's probably because the newly bought bamboo pieces that have not been used are more powerful than the old ones. Use it!

It's only ninety cents, but the people in Shangyang really don't take it seriously at all. It's completely different from the people in Quzhou. They die from drought and waterlogging.

"Young man, give me a sack." The leading man said, "It belongs to his grandma. Last time I accidentally scratched my buttocks and it was so hot for several days."

"Then give me a sack

too!" "Me too! I want a stack and six packs of instant noodles."

Several stewards helped load the goods.

Boss Qian watched them coming in and out. All nine of them were busy. These stewards were all from the village. They usually worked very efficiently, but now I don't know what happened. Is it because they were acclimated or because they were too frightened? , the hands and feet became a little clumsy, the hands kept shaking, and cold sweat kept breaking out, so Brother Zhao had to ask a few guards to come over to help.

This sale lasted until night.

In just one day, all five carts of goods were sold out. Wang Da and others were stunned and couldn't recover for a long time.

Especially Tang Fulang, he is the manager of the instant noodle factory and knows how this stuff is made. That one cake of noodles doesn't even require half a pound of noodles. Those spices are a bit more expensive, but in total, the cost of a pack It's only eight/nine cents.

But now a pack costs thirty-five cents, and it's only for one day! Both trucks of instant noodles were sold out.

As for how much he earned, he couldn't calculate it and didn't dare to calculate it. Whenever he thought about it, he didn't know what was going on, and his heart beat violently, he had difficulty breathing, and he wanted to faint.

Brother Zhao sat cross-legged on the bed, counting the silver, and the counting became blurry. There were so many coppers that it was impossible to count them. After a quick calculation, there should be more than 700 taels, and a sack was not enough to hold them.

It's inconvenient to hold the copper plate. I have to take it to the bank to exchange it tomorrow!

Brother Zhao was very happy. When he turned around, he saw that Fang Zichen had made a bed with copper plates, and four children were sleeping on it, holding their feet and curling up and rolling around.

Fang Zichen asked: "Does the copper plate smell good?"

The four children said in unison: "It smells good."

Fang Zichen put his hands on his waist and said: "Look, look, you have already reached the peak of your life at a young age. Will you follow me in the future?" Father?"

The four children raised their hands and yelled: "Follow..."

Brother Zhao: "..."

His eyes fell on Liuliu, who was lying on the bed. Next to him, he was so happy.

Over the past month, Liuliu has not been clinging to Brother Zhou at all. Every morning when she opens her eyes, she mumbles about looking for Guaizi and Fang Zichen. Later, she goes too far and doesn't want to go back at night.

He didn't have many friends in Yuanzhou, he was just a Jiaojiao. He came to Ganzhou and played with Guaizi for a while, and then went to Anhe Village. Although there were many children in the village, Yoyo couldn't play with them. , there are only two games that children play, either hide-and-seek or play in the mud.

These games are no longer interesting to older children. They can be as exciting and fun as following Guai Zai and Fang Zichen to pick a pear.

When he didn't see Guai Zai before, he thought, when he was still young in Yuanzhou, when Guai Zai wrote to him, he would tell Brother Zhou that he missed Guai Zai, "Daddy, can you take me to find Guai Zai?" Later, when he got older and became more sensible, he stopped making trouble. Every time he read the letter, he would carefully put it away. Sometimes when he got bored, he would open it and read it again, and he would read the letter for a long time.

He was only a friend of Guaizai, and now that they were together, he couldn't bear to separate. He was happy and wanted to sleep with Guaizai at night, so Brother Zhou let him.

The next morning, everyone consciously came to buy instant noodles, but when they arrived at the stall, they found the husband cooking noodles. The noodles were different from the instant noodles they saw yesterday.

Brother Zhao took out two bowls of hot and sour noodles for Guaizi, and Guaizi took them aside and began to slurp on them.

"Boss, what is this?"

The hot and sour noodles don't taste as good as instant noodles, but the red color makes people very appetizing.

Brother Zhao still recognizes him. Yesterday he said to his short son: "It's hot and sour noodles. Do you want a bowl?"

This man is not short of money: "Okay, give me a bowl too."

"Okay, twelve coins in total."

"Huh? Only twelve coins?" The man frowned immediately. Yesterday's instant noodles were expensive, but they were really delicious. These hot and sour noodles may not be as good as instant noodles, but it's okay, just treat it as a taste.

The noodles are soaked in water first and cook quickly. Bowls of seasonings are ready on the chopping board next to it. All you need to do is add the ingredients and scoop them out.

Now in mid to late October, the weather is still a bit cold in the morning, so the hot and sour noodles are not hot and have been fished out twice. Now they are warm, so you can just eat them directly in your mouth.

The man originally thought it was not as good as instant noodles, but when he tasted it, he immediately felt that the hot and sour noodles were more delicious than the instant noodles, and it was his favorite taste.

Smooth and delicious, spicy and fragrant, sour and oily, but not greasy at all. One bite will make you feel beautiful.

The people who came later saw him eating bowl after bowl, and the bowls were piled high, so they did not hesitate at that moment.

"This little brother, give me a bowl too."

Oops, it's so delicious. One bowl is not enough, so I have to get another bowl. But in just a short time, the queue has become very long. At this moment, he had just finished one bowl. He thought he would be full after eating another bowl, but now he saw that the queue had reached the end of the street. If he really went to queue, and it was his turn, he would probably have digested the bowl just now. It's over.

Is there a queue or not, but I left straight away. This noodle is really delicious. I just heard someone say that this is the big caravan that came into the city two days ago. It seems that they have a lot of goods to buy. There are a lot of people! Yesterday, he saw a lot of people buying it, and several carts of that stuff were sold. And now, people don't only have one kind of stuff. There's no telling how many hot and sour noodles there are, especially if they come tomorrow. It's gone.

Just as he was hesitating, Fang Zichen jumped out again, not daring to say a word.

"Good news, good news, folks who are in a hurry and don't want to queue up, come here."

Everyone gathered around Fang Zichen again to listen to his deception.

Sweet potato flour?

I have never heard of it before, but like instant noodles, cooking requires no skills at all. Just soak it before eating, then boil it, take it out, add some water if you want it to be soupy, or dry it if you want it. Fishing, you can put whatever ingredients you want, you can fart whatever you want.

These two kinds of food are just like that in modern times, because there are many kinds of food in modern times, and there are countless varieties. There are dozens of types of noodles sold alone on the street. I have eaten all kinds of flavors, so it's natural I think instant noodles are good, just so so.

But Daxia is different after all. It's either mutton powder or pork powder, or it's Chaos Vermicelli. Although the side dishes and fillings are different, they remain the same and are pitifully single.

A bowl of Chaos outside cost 13 cents, with more soup and less ingredients. I was busy late yesterday and it was rare to come here. Fang Zichen and Zhao Geer took their four children out to eat once. It was said to be stuffed with pork and chopped green onion, but the inside of Chaos was full of green. , after one bite, it was all chopped green onion. As for the pork that the boss mentioned, Fang Zichen didn't see it at all. He estimated that the meat chopper in this shop must be very skilled. The minced meat was probably impossible to see without a magnifying glass. A bowl of chaos Fang Zichen didn't even need to ask, and went to buy ten buns for the four children.

Needless to say, those in his family would probably feel lonely after eating that bowl of chaos.

But like this, it used to be only seven cents in Fu'an Town, but now it's nearly half more, and there are still so many people eating it...

Fang Zichen immediately decided to raise the price of sweet potato flour, and it would only cost sixty cents per pound. Eight articles.

Now that I talk about it, the people are still a little hesitant. It doesn't look like a big deal. It can probably cook two bowls, but it is a bit expensive.

"It's not expensive." Fang Zichen said: "Sister, when we first met, you may not know who I am, but in fact I am an upright and kind-hearted person who is quite honest and does not lie. I am not going to lie to you. Look at me. There seems to be less sweet potato flour, but if you take it back and soak it, you can cook seven bowls of it."

The aunt laughed at his words: "Really?"

"Oh, I can lie to you! I look like an honest person. Unless you eat on a plate, my sweet potato noodles are delicious no matter how you cook them. It's only sixty-eight coins. You can't suffer a loss or be fooled."

He looks so good. Well, when he smiled, his face was bright and his whole body seemed to be shining. The aunt was happy to talk to him: "Then I can buy it and try it at home?"

Fang Zichen put the sweet potato noodles into the basket she stretched out: "Okay. ! I guarantee you'll still want to try it."

The aunt laughed.

"Young master, give me two kilos." It was the eldest sister who saw him blushing yesterday when he was selling paper.

Fang Zichen didn't dare to look up at her, so he pretended to catch her.

If you don't want to eat hot and sour sweet potato noodles, you can stew it with big bones and add some soy sauce. It will be just as delicious, no worse than the ones sold outside.

And it can be kept for a long time. If you add sauerkraut or tofu to stew it together, it will be even better.

The sweet potato noodles were robbed again, and three cartloads were sold in just two days. On the day we entered the city, everyone saw clearly how many carts were there, and knew that this caravan was the only one that had this product. None of the shops in Shangyang sold it, and they had heard it before. I had never heard of it. I chatted with Brother Zhao when I bought it and found out that he was from Qianzhou... Ouch, isn't that where Mr. Fang, who makes fertilizers, works?

That's where this caravan came from!

Talking about the past, when people talk about Qizhou, what kind of continent do people think of? Dry Island? Where is it? I haven't heard of it.

It's different now, even the deaf people know it.

Qianzhou is far away from here.

Someone asked Brother Zhao if the goods were going to be sold out?

Brother Zhao said: "Yeah! It's mostly done, and it's Auntie who bought the most."

"Then will you come next time?"

"I don't know yet. Even if I come, I have to wait until next year." Quzhouli Shangyang is really It was far away, and it took most of the month to get here.

What?

Now the people were anxious, knocking on the door before dawn, wanting to buy a few boxes of instant noodles and sweet potato noodles to stock up, otherwise they were worried that they would suddenly be unable to buy them and the children and elderly people at home would cause trouble.

As soon as the door opened, everyone rushed to buy it.

Boss Qian went from being stunned, then envious, to indifferent now.

Fang Zichen followed Brother Zhao to sell for three days, but on the fourth day he said nothing and stopped helping.

"That eldest sister came again yesterday." Fang Zichen said sadly while lying on the bed: "She blushed when she saw me. I suspect she has fallen in love with me."

Brother Zhao: "... Are you sure? ? That's what you said back then."

Fang Zichen saw him laughing, and naturally he remembered what he had done before, and was a little embarrassed: "Don't laugh, where are you going to put my face like this? You can sell it with Uncle Tang today. !"

Brother Zhao got up and put on his clothes. There were few rooms in the small inn and it wasn't quite big enough to stay, so Brother Zhao took the children to sleep. The bed in their room was big, about two meters wide, but it was still a bit cramped for six people. At night, the whole family had to sleep on their sides. Guaizi and Gedan were still dreaming. Brother Zhao lay down next to Fang Zichen again and lowered his voice: "Husband, the instant noodles and sweet potato noodles are almost sold out. What about the rice paper?" What to do?"

He hasn't sold one so far, and Brother Zhao is extremely anxious when he looks at Zhang Fan.

"I'm going to Huai'an Academy today to do some sales." Fang Zichen pinched his face and couldn't put it down, saying, "I'll do it myself and I can handle everything. Don't worry, it's just a few pieces of paper. Are you worried that you won't be able to sell it? "

Brother Zhao kissed him, his round face looked very good, "I know my husband is the best." "Low-key, low-key." " Brother Zhao

."

She buried her head against his neck again and laughed.

Fang Zichen asked the imperial guards to send a letter to Dean Zhang yesterday. Now that he knew someone was coming, Dean Zhang and a group of teachers and scholars were waiting in front of the academy gate in person.

After waiting for half an hour, all the scholars were almost scorched. Those who can afford to read have an unusual family. These people live a meticulous life. When it's cold, they burn charcoal in the house. When it's hot, the bookboys fan themselves aside. They travel by horse-drawn carriage. That's because people I have been holding and getting used to it, and I have never been exposed to the sun like this. Now I am so hot that my whole body is sticky and uncomfortable. The young master who is pampered at home cannot bear it now.

"Who is the dean waiting for?" Someone wiped his sweat and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know." But to have the courtyard waiting for him in person, and to mobilize so many people, I'm afraid it's a big deal.

"Is Mr. Yan coming?"

"Probably not. Mr. Yan is coming first. Our dean is not like this."

Who is that? Such a big show, even their dean came out to greet him personally, but why did it take so long? I have been waiting for more than half an hour. Is it because I am late or because I look down on their Huai'an Academy?

Everyone murmured, the words became more and more violent, the tone was dissatisfied, and they actually started to attack. Dean Zhang turned around and scolded him.

The scholars had just calmed down when a carriage drove up and stopped at the entrance of the academy. The carriage was driven by the imperial guard who had come to deliver a letter.

Dean Zhang couldn't hide his excitement. Just as he was about to step forward, a child jumped out of the carriage first, followed by a handsome and handsome scholar.

First of all, I heard that Mr. Fang was a man of great talent and beauty. He was riding a horse through the streets with a group of girls and boys chasing his horse and howling. Not only that, the man blushed when he saw it.

Dean Zhang originally thought that the rumors were true and exaggerated, but now I see that they are indeed true!

A group of scholars and a few wives at the back were also confused.

Dean Zhang stepped forward in two or two steps, bowed and shouted: "Master Fang."

"Oh, Dean Zhang." Fang Zichen helped the person up and saw that his head was sweating and his brows were slightly furrowed. He couldn't help but look up at the sky: "I'm late?"

It shouldn't be two o'clock now, right?

He left home early.

"No, no." Dean Zhang said excitedly: "It's not time to tell, I can't wait and want to see Mr. Fang's style."

Fang Zichen laughed and patted Dean Zhang on the shoulder: "Dean Zhang, "You are very wise!"

"Master Fang has come all the way to Shangyang. It is a great blessing for me, Huai'an Academy, to come to our academy."

This flattery made Fang Zichen feel comfortable all over. He laughed and said, "You are being polite when you say these things."

The other party seemed to have no official authority at all, nor did he have any airs like a civil servant. Although Dean Zhang was also a civil servant, he was not too fussy. He was not a pedantic nerd who stuck to the rules, so Fang Zichen was relieved to be like this.

Guaizi was still carrying a small schoolbag and was standing next to Fang Zichen's legs. He had big dark eyes and was being held by Fang Zichen. Dean Zhang smiled: "This is the little boy Guaizi."

Guaizi was surprised: "Grandpa knows me." Good boy? "

How can you not recognize it?

He fought hard in Bei Mang and won glory for Da Xia. He could eat two chickens in one meal and shocked everyone. He dug up the imperial garden like a mouse burrowing holes in it and changed it beyond recognition. He didn't even move his head. This Da Xia also There was just one person, and Fang Zichen's reputation spread far and wide, so everyone knew what was going on in his family.

However, the call "grandpa" from Guaizi really flattered Dean Zhang.

But several masters and many students behind him were so shocked that they could not recover.

Lord Fang?

Is it the Master Fang they thought of?

But think about it, although Dean Zhang has no official position, he is the head of a courtyard and has disciples all over the world. His son is still on duty in the household department in the capital. A fourth-rank official can receive such generous treatment from Dean Zhang. If he doesn't have a high official position, he has extraordinary literary talent.

But among officials higher than the fourth rank, they only knew one with the surname Fang.

Eighty percent yes.

The legendary Xiao Liuyuan, like a thin man, failed one after another without buffering and sedimentation. He passed the first prize in just three years. After entering the Hanlin Academy, he made great progress all the way. In less than a year, he jumped directly from the sixth grade to the third grade. During the day, they I would never dare to dream like this, this man is a role model for our generation!

Isn't Mr. Fang in Ganzhou? Why did he appear in front of their academy?

Today they finally met the legendary figure, but he was a bit younger than they imagined. He looked like he was still in his prime, but he still looked like a teenager when he smiled, like the younger brother in the family who was easy to fool.

Everyone was happy and excited, and they all looked at Fang Zichen eagerly. Waiting for Dean Zhang to introduce them to them, and after realizing what he had thought, a scholar took two deep breaths, rolled his eyes, and fell straight to the ground. .

Fang Zichen: "..."

He is probably like a superstar right now. Hey, it's understandable that he gets a little excited when he meets his idol.

In the literary world, he is indeed too popular. But it's not his fault, he was poor back then! The first place in the exam was worth several taels per month, which made him jealous. Moreover, being the first in the exam could bring him a few favors from Brother Zhao. He couldn't be more excited to take the exam.

Dean Zhang took Fang Zichen around the academy, drank some tea, chatted with him for an hour, and wanted to send him away immediately.

There were still classes in the academy at this moment. Fang Zichen looked at Dean Zhang and felt that this man's mental endurance was too weak. He had been seeing him for so long and he was still agitated. He was panting like a cow and his neck was thick. He walked around, his face turned red, and he seemed likely to faint at any time.

Fang Zichen didn't dare to stay with him anymore, and wanted him to calm down, and he didn't come here just to chat with Dean Zhang. He said it now, everyone is in class at this time! I'll go take a look and talk to everyone.

Whether it is a scientific examination or an official position, he is undoubtedly someone who has experienced it. If he can share his experience and give some advice, he will benefit a lot.

Dean Zhang felt as if his butt was on fire and couldn't wait to take him there.

Class Jiazi is doing 'self-study' at the moment. In fact, at this stage of their life, they have learned everything they need to learn and taught everything they can teach. What they do now is 'precipitation' and review.

When they heard that Fang Zichen wanted to communicate with them, everyone was happy and started asking questions. Some even took the returned books.

"Master Fang, the students here have read through it, but they still haven't understood its meaning. Master Fang, can you help students answer their questions?"

The teachers in Class Jiazi were all Jinshi, and they certainly had their own way of writing, but these masters Having reached this point, but not yet serving as an official in the court, he either has limited abilities and is unable to move up, or he cannot adapt to the intrigues of official circles.

It's class time now. Fang Zichen wants to sell and make money, but he also has a sense of propriety so he won't delay anyone.

The scholar asked a lot of questions. When he asked the master, he only answered one or two, and the answer was not perfect. Now Fang Zichen took a look and gave some advice.

The scholar and the other people's eyes lit up when they heard this.

I originally thought this question was extremely profound, but what Fang Zichen said was simple, easy to understand, and out of the way. Just a few words made people feel enlightened and enlightened.

After asking one question after another, it seems that no question can be difficult for Fang Zichen, especially the large number questions, which can be answered immediately by just glancing at them.

Xia Jinghong has reformed the scientific examination in the past few years. There was only one arithmetic question at the end of the first paper. By Fang Zichen's year, it was directly upgraded to two questions. Now there are three questions, three in the provincial examination and one in each.

Official positions are probably reaching a saturation level, but tens of millions of scholars take part in scientific examinations every year. The questions are simple, and without official positions, the threshold can only be raised. Now many scholars no longer only need to learn to compose poems, but also Learn to solve problems, but not everyone is very good at this.

Fang Zichen is really young, and while everyone admires him, they can't help but have a hint of suspicion. First, everyone still asks tentative questions to see if he is a 'real material'. When asked about writing sentences in articles, Fang Zichen will also think about it. When asked about arithmetic, he just came out of his mouth.

After answering a few questions, everyone was completely impressed and surrounded Fang Zichen. Fearing that he would be squeezed by a crowd of excited scholars, Fang Zichen simply let the good boy hug his neck like a monkey and lie behind him. on the back.

If they were more clear-headed, everyone would probably be more restrained and let the book boy take the good boy out first, eat cakes and other things, and at least behave according to the rules, but at this moment everyone was excited and forgot about etiquette.

Fang Zichen's understanding is first-class, and he can understand all problems at once.

Dean Zhang and his two wives took a look outside, and they were really impressed by how powerful this person was. He had a lot of writing in his mind, and he was really involved in a wide range of arithmetic problems. It seemed that there was nothing that could stop him. It's no wonder, otherwise, if he didn't have any ability, he would just If you open your mouth like that, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive in the officialdom for a long time.

"Dean, Mr. Fang's literary talent is really amazing." Yifuzi's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he sighed sincerely: "Listening to your words is really better than ten years of reading."

"That's amazing." Dean Zhang said: "But his mouth is even more powerful."

The few wives who had just stayed with him had also experienced Fang Zichen's 'skills', and that mouth was indeed irritating.

This exchange went straight into the afternoon. Fang Zichen said it was getting late and he was leaving, but he wanted to stop by. Seeing that everyone was very enthusiastic, he wrote two words for everyone!

The scholars were happy when they heard this, their hearts were pounding, and they wanted to contribute their own pen and ink, but the good boy acted faster and put down his schoolbag directly, took out the paper and pen and handed them to Fang Zichen.

Fang Zichen started writing directly on the table on the podium specially designed for Master to put lesson plans.

The good boy wowed: "Father, your handwriting is so beautiful. How come it looks better than before?"

All the students said: "..."

The two teachers in their Jiazi class were taller, and the desk was originally It was naturally a bit taller when the carpenter made it. The little boy is not as tall as the tabletop. Now he looked over and saw the little knots on the top of his head. So how did the little boy know that? Has your calligraphy attainment improved again?

Could it be that the two eyes of the good young master are on the little one?