Farming Food Tycoon

After eating and drinking enough, Luo Mingda was about to go out. As soon as he walked out of the main hall, he was caught by him.

"Eh, San'er, why are you going? Have you considered the thing I told you yesterday?" Lovelang stopped his son and asked.

Luo Mingda turned around impatiently and asked, "Ah, what's the matter? I'm in a hurry to go out. I have something to wait for me to come back and talk."

"Go out and go out, what else can you do to go out, to show your dad that you have to be stripped of your skin."

Lovelang came over, pulled Lominda's arm, and then asked: "I ask you, what do you think of the criminal minister's brother I told you yesterday, you can give me a precise word today. I tell you, this guy is not only exquisite, but also good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In this capital city, there are many good guys. Everyone who asks for relatives can line up to the gate of the city. Lantern can’t find such a good man!"

"Oh, ah! I'm still young, don't the eldest and second elder brothers get married until they are twenty? And, your son, I am a talented person, from Zhilan Yushu, just those brothers you are looking for, which one can match? It's me? You think you don't?" Luo Mingda pulled down his Ama's hand and said coquettishly.

"Just you still the Zhilan Yushu?" Lovelan didn't want to act like a baby, rolled his son's eyes, and said, "I can tell you that the eldest brother of the Minister of Criminal Justice's house looks good, better than you don't know. How many times, you don’t know it, there will be times when you regret it!"

No matter how beautiful, can the fairy I saw yesterday look good? If yesterday’s brother, let me get married right away!

Luo Mingda muttered in his heart, patted him twice on the shoulder, and said, "Well, well, let me regret it, ah, I really have to leave, come back and talk about it."

With that, Luo Mingda turned around and walked towards the gate. After walking a few steps, he saw his father come back.

"Eh, father? You are in court? Why are you back at this time? Shouldn't you work in the Ministry of Etiquette?"

"I forgot something and come back to get it." Master Luo looked at Luo Mingda as if he was about to go out, staring and asked: "Where are you going to Luo Mingda?"

"Uh, that," Luo Mingda thought for a while, his eyes rolled, and said, "Chu Rong got a new pair of calligraphy and invited me to appreciate it. Hahaha..."

"Just you? Still appreciating? Do you want to laugh off your dad and my big teeth?" Master Luo stared at him, and said sharply, "Also, did you go to the Hualou again last night?"

"..." Luo Mingda blinked, took a step back, and replied vaguely: "Uh, that, daddy, I just went to have a drink, I didn't spend the night in the flower house, nor did I touch it there. My little brother, really."

Master Luo became angry when he heard it, turned around and grabbed a broom from the passing servants and struck Luo Mingda.

"Well, you Luo Mingda, I told you to stay away from those people the day before yesterday. You turn your head and forget it! Ah? See if I won't kill you asshole! I'll break your leg, see. You can't go out and fool around!"

"Eh, daddy, daddy, daddy, I listened to you, I really didn’t touch the little brother of Hualou, why are you hitting me! Don’t hit me!”

"Hey eh, sir, don't get angry, just talk about it, what do you do to hit him? Isn't that angry! Don't hit him..." Luo Fulang saw him, and hurried over to stop Master Luo.

"Fran, let go, if I don't beat him today, he won't have a long memory!" Luo Da became anxious, and pulled Lovran away, and continued to beat with his broom.

"It's Qiuwei for seven or eight months. If you don't study well at home for me, you go out fooling around? You think I don't know, you guys are a horrible bully! What do you think Chu Rong is? He just came close to you on purpose and hurt you, all day long in the Hualou tavern, do you have any brains?"

"Oh, dad, I know, I just go to play, drink small wine, eat snacks, listen to music! Nothing else! Don't fight! Ah, you have to ask someone to stop it! My father! Father! You hit again... hit me again..." Luo Mingda said while hiding.

"What happened to you? If you don't have a long memory today, I will give you your last name!"

"...Father, you and I have the same surname, both surnamed Luo, let's forget it, huh?"

"You, you..." Master Luo paused to gasp, and when he heard this, he was so angry that he could not laugh or cry by this unfilial son. He waved the broom and rushed up again, "Look, I won't interrupt your legs!"

Luo Mingda leaped to avoid, and did not dare to fight back, so she shouted: "Help, Master Shangshu is beating! Master Shangshu is beating!"

"You bastard! You...Ouch! Ouch!" Master Luo suddenly stopped holding the broom hand, and called out with the other hand on his waist.

"Oh, sir, what's the matter with you? Is it flashy?" Lovran hurried over to help Master Luo when he saw that something was wrong, while hurriedly instructing his servant: "Come on, hurry up, help the master to go back to the house and sit down. Now, housekeeper, go and ask the doctor to come and see the master."

"Hey, dad, what's the matter with you?" Luo Mingda also hurried over to help his dad, and said: "I told you not to fight, do you think you are still as strong as a bull in twenty or thirty? Was it on your waist?"

"You..." Master Luo was almost furious, pointing at him and said angrily: "You get out of my way, don't get in front of my eyes!"

"Hey father, you are like this, you are going to die. Hey, Doctor Zou is here, come and take a look."

After Dr. Zou showed it to Master Luo, she was sure that there was no major problem. He just stretched it. After Dr. Zou gave the massage, Master Luo eased back.

Confirming that his father is okay, Luo Mingda sneaked out while his father was not paying attention.

For more than ten days, Luo Mingda sent his little servant ingot every day to rush out on the street to find someone for him, but he found nothing.

"Oh..." Luo Mingda lay on the table, teasing the starling on the side listlessly.

"Hey!" The dark starling followed with a cry.

"What are you doing?" Chu Rong patted the head of the bird in the cage, then knocked on the table and said, "Hey, brother Mingda, you are not like you anymore. I heard about this. The goose made in the newly opened store is so delicious that I brought you here. Why, don’t you even want to eat your favorite?"

"Brother Mingda looks like this, which brother do you like?" Another rich man next to him shook his fan and said.

Luo Mingda glanced at him and said, "This winter, don't you panic with a fan? Why don't you take a flute!"

"Hey, it's called Fengya. You don't understand Mingda's brother. Now those guys like this image of Fengya. Look." The son stood up, his chin was slightly raised, his eyes were slanted. Above, with the back of one hand behind him, with the other hand, he opened the fan in his hand, fanning slightly at the waist and abdomen, "Is it particularly romantic and suave?"

Lominda:...

"Hey, haven't you said what the **** is going on with you?" The son-in-law sat down with the fan, poked Luo Mingda's arm, and asked.

Luo Mingda talked about seeing the fairy on the Lantern Festival.

After speaking, Chu Rong and the son-in-law suddenly laughed.

"That's it? Do you know how many brothers are on the street on the Lantern Festival? How can you find this? If you like people, you should rush up and ask them their names. You, what use do you want every day? "

Luo Mingda sighed, he also wanted to ask if he wanted to talk to him, but when those eyes looked at it, he felt that all his thoughts in his heart had been seen, and he was embarrassed to ask.

When he returned home, Luo Mingda walked to the desk, pulled out a painting underneath, and placed it in the middle of the desk, staring blankly at it.

The painting was meticulously drawn by him from memory, and on it is the fairy he has been thinking about recently.

"Who are you?" Luo Mingda murmured to himself as he gently stroked the face of the painted person with his fingers.

"Hey, San'er, come and have a look, Ah Ma found you a portrait of a suitable brother, come and have a look." Lovelang suddenly opened the door and came in, and the young man next to him was holding a man in his arms. Heap portraits.

Luo Mingda quickly took a piece of paper to cover up the fairy portrait.

"Ah, I'm going to sleep, why are you still here? Didn't I tell you, why are you looking for a portrait again?"

Lovelang glanced at him and said, "I'm afraid you will run out of sight again tomorrow morning. Don't you always say that you don't know what other people look like? I deliberately went to find a portrait. Come and take a look."

"Look, this is the brother of Mr. Zhao, who is the head of the staff department. He is sixteen and looks very cute... This is the second brother of General Zhenyuan's house. He is eighteen, and he is a very charming brother. Have you seen it before? You must like it."

Luo Mingda took a look, not very interested.

"And this, this is the eldest brother of the Minister of Criminal Justice's family. I told you before. Look, is it beautiful?"

Luo Mingda took a helpless look and said: "It's a little better than the previous ones, but how can that body be blown down by the gust of wind?"

Humph, not as good as the fairy one in his heart.

Luo Fulang glared at him and said: "How to speak, I have seen brother Xin, and it looks better than the painting. This means that the artist's skill is a little bit poor and he did not draw the charm of brother Xin."

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, ah, take your time, I'll go to the eldest brother." He said Luo Mingda and left.

"Hey, San'er, I haven't finished reading this yet."

"Look at it for yourself." I'm looking for a fairy!

"This child..." Lovelang shook his head and sighed, then told the young man: "Put away the portrait and put it on the young master's table."

When Lovelang saw the chaos in front of Luo Mingda's desk, he walked over to clean him up, but saw the painting under the rice paper.

"Isn't this Brother Xin? It looks quite like it." Lovelang frowned and looked at it for a while, thought about it, and then smiled again: "This kid said that he didn't want it, and he secretly painted other people's works. The portrait, it turned out to have been seen by someone a long time ago, so I am afraid I will know it?"

The young man next to him hugged the portrait and wanted to put it down. Lovelang smiled and waved his hand to say no, and took the young man out.

Early the next morning, Luo Mingda got up early, ate some breakfast at random, and rode out of the city with a small servant ingot.

Today is the day when the prime minister’s son Zhang Qingyang organized a spring outing.

The two rode all the way to the gate of the city. After meeting with Chu Rong and the others, they headed towards Chaoxia Mountain.

Chaoxia Mountain is very large, and it is a mountain range consisting of several mountains. There are several beautiful places that are suitable for outings. In order to appear mysterious, Zhang Qingyang did not mention the specific location of the event in the post, only that he would lead the way at that time. Therefore, Luo Mingda and the others did not know the specific location of the event.

When they arrived at Chaoxia Mountain, they searched for almost half an hour before they finally found a group of people in a valley where there was no waterfall.

"Hey, Brother Chu, I think this place is good and the scenery is beautiful. Why don't we just enjoy the scenery here?" Luo Mingda got off his horse, looked at Zhang Qingyang in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile.

Chu Rong also got off his horse, knowing that he was competing with Zhang Qingyang, nodded and smiled: "Okay."

Zhang Qingyang chuckled and walked over to greet him, and said, "San Young Master Luo, Young Master Chu, what a coincidence, are you here too?"

Luo Mingda threw the reins to Yuan Bao and asked him to tie the horse. Then he replied: "It's a coincidence. I don't think you are here? The wind is here..."

As he said, Luo Mingda swept aside and was about to say, "The scenery here is pleasant and a good place to enjoy the spring." When he saw a familiar figure not far away.

"Fairy?!"