Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Following Fang Xing’s decision, Fang’s family house called for their children, and torches were lit in the eating place. The children were all wandering around the big stove, and when Hua Niang was not paying attention, they quickly stretched out their hands. Go grab some oil cakes down.

　　 "Oh, guilty! Such a good food, Master is really stupid to read!"

　　 Hua Niang nagging, while pretending not to see the little movements of the children, she just greeted people to take a bowl and make soup.

　　 The broth is hot, and there are some red peppers in it, and when I take a bite, I feel hot all over my body, which is very comfortable.

　　 And there is still a piece of fat in everyone's bowl, which is really a surprise!

　　 Eating pancakes and sipping broth, under the light of the torch, Fang Xing's reputation as a young master has been completely raised.

　　...

　　 The whole Fangjiazhuang was a good night's sleep. The next morning, Fang Woke, who was eating breakfast, saw Xin Laoqi coming in.

"came back?"

　　 Fang Xing asked unexpectedly.

　　 Old Xin Xin bowed his head and said, "Master, we came back last night, but it was a bit late. Ma Su kowtowed to you outside before going back."

　　 "Kow what!"

　　 Fang woke up and said, but he felt happy in his heart.

　　 This is the way to respect the teacher!

　　 was talking, Xiao Bai came in at the door, "Master, Masu is here."

　　Ma Su walked in with a tired expression, first bowed his head to greet the master, and then talked about his exam situation.

　　 Fang Xing waved his hand and said: "You don't need to say more about these, if you are the one, you will be the one."

　　Ma Su took out the content of the test paper he wrote silently last night and handed it to Fang Xing, looking forward to Fang Xing's opinion.

　　 Fang Xing didn't even look at it, and said directly: "The stereotype is a shackle, and the imperial examination is just a tool to change your birth. Don't think that these things will play any role in your future life and work."

　　 This is teaching, so Masu immediately bowed his head and promised.

　　 After Fang Xing finished speaking, he said to Xiaobai with joy: "Go, tell Madam, we will continue to dig the hole today, but each person will give out an extra egg."

　　 This was to celebrate Ma Su's return from the exam. Without waiting for Ma Su to panic, Fang Xing took him to the digging place.

　　Along the way, I could see the farmers picking up the soil they dug back. Fang Xing asked, "Ma Su, do you know what you can do with the soil?"

　　Ma Su shook his head, and said dazedly: "Teacher, I don't know."

　　 Fang Xing shook his head and sighed softly: "You can't sit in a well and watch the sky. Don't learn from those rogues. If you become the kind of guy who doesn't distinguish between grains, the first thing I do is to drive you out of the teacher. Understand?"

　　 Fang Xing has great opinions on Confucianism, even if he is also a beneficiary, he does not change his original intention.

　　Ma Su lowered his head to be taught, but Fang Xing pointed to the front and said: "You go too, don't you want to dig the hole, but you can knock the wall of the hole firmly, and it will be okay to knock it flat!"

"is teacher."

　　Ma Su took off his outer clothes very well, took a wooden hammer from Xin Laoqi's hand and went down to the bottom of the pit.

　　 There were two big men at the bottom of the pit, and some thin Ma Su caused a surprise when they went down. You know, since Ma Su woke up from his teacher, these dealers felt that this kid was lucky.

　　 The minds of the farmers are very simple, but sometimes they vent a little mischievously, so Masu is unlucky.

Fang Xing walked to the side of the pit, watching Ma Su stubbornly hammering the wooden plank on the wall of the pit with a wooden hammer, and the expressionless counterpart Jaylen said: "Don't help him, how did others do it? What does he do!"

　　 Fang Jielun said with a trembling face, "But master, Ma Su is just a scholar!"

　　 Almost all the scholars of this year mean the power of no bondage.

　　 Fang Xing clapped his hands, looked at the increasingly hot sun, shook his head and said: "Jade is not a tool, and I don't want him to rely on his master to do things when he becomes an official in the future."

　　 "Show me tight."

After 　　 finished the explanation, Fang Xing went back to the main courtyard.

　　Zhang Shuhui was talking about the evening banquet. Although Fang Xing's mouth was very hard, she privately arranged a way of celebrating.

　　 "Husband, one egg per person, this is a big deal!"

　　 Eggs are a luxury item these days. Farmers have to incubate their eggs or sell them at the market in exchange for a little money to buy some household items.

　　 Fang Xing said disapprovingly: "After the green fodder is built, farmers will be allowed to raise chickens, and every family will raise them."

　　 As for the corn in the warehouse, Fang Xing was a little jealous. He was worried that this thing would arouse covetousness from others.

　　 There are also sweet potatoes, which can be planted by just finding a piece of land, and sweet potato vines can also be fed to pigs.

　　 It's just that Fang Xing doesn't dare to try it out, at least until he feels safe.

　　Ma Su is working at the bottom of the pit, and the two big guys next to him are talking strangely, while giving him the hardest place to beat.

"Puff puff!"

　　 The beating continued. Soon, Ma Su felt a pain in his palm. He knew it was blistering.

　　 "The rotten scholar who doesn't distinguish the grains!"

　　 Remembering what the teacher said, Ma Su gritted his teeth and slapped the wall of the pit hard until lunch.

　　 Today’s lunch was very rich, and there were noodles.

　　Hua Niang wickedly asked those people to wash their hands so as not to stain the dishes.

　　 "There is still broth!"

　　 As soon as the smell of meat floated out, everyone sucked their saliva, waiting in line for food.

　　 A large bowl of noodles is topped with broth, and then topped with a little bit of spicy sauce. The farmers all eat it.

　　Ma Su doesn't want chili, but Fang Jaylun, who can supervise UU reading www.uukānshu.com, said with a weird expression: "Little Ma, Master said, you have to eat chili."

　　 The great man once said that Fang Xing thought that it was not spicy or that, so he wanted to cultivate the taste of his disciples.

　　Ma Su's palms are no longer frayed. He tremblingly squatted to the side with the big bowl, his eyes were a little red when he watched the heat coming out of the bowl.

　　 But this year, the teacher is the sky. Whatever he asks you to do, you have to do it.

　　 After eating the noodles, rest for half an hour. This is Fang Xing's rule.

　　Ma Su returned the bowl. Just when Zhang Shuhui came, the dealers all bowed their heads.

　　 "You kid, why are you so careless."

　　 Zhang Shuhui asked Ma Su to open her hands, looking at the torn blisters, she couldn't help but frown and said.

　　 "Master."

　　Ma Su's eyes became redder, and he put his head aside to prevent Zhang Shuhui from seeing his embarrassment.

　　 "Hey! I don't know what your master thinks, but I always do it for you."

　　 Zhang Shuhui whispered, disinfecting his palms with a purple potion, and finally applied the ointment.

　　 "Don't hold on to it if you can't stand it! Master said it for you."

　　Ma Su said, struggling his neck, "No, Master, I can do it."

　　Ma Su has experienced a lot in one morning. He is like an outlier among these dealers, and an outlier is often squeezed out.

　　 After half an hour, without being called, the dealers consciously picked up the tools and continued to work, while Ma Su was there, silently descending to the bottom of the pit.

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