Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Liang Zhong took a few guards and hid in a grocery store, quietly watching Fang Xing find a small stall with Wanwan.

"Donkey meat on fire?"

Fang Xing pointed to the pot of gas on the charcoal stove and asked in surprise, "But the donkey meat is burning?"

The man who was holding the fire in a hearth raised his head when he heard the words, and said with a clean smile: "Exactly, this donkey is still a great donkey! I finally bought it from Baoding."

Fang Xing heard that his index finger moved, he first arranged for Wanwan, who was curious, to sit down, and then lit the fire.

"Don't come out in a hurry. Take two first. If you have a flat sausage, you can add it. I'll add money."

Seeing Fang Xing's salivating appearance, Wanwan on the side asked in a low voice: "Fang Xing, what is the fire of donkey meat? Is there any other sausages that can be eaten?"

"It's edible, it's delicious!"

The man was also startled, "Guest, is this a big intestine of a donkey?"

"Yes, do you have it?"

"Yes." The man said embarrassedly, "Others dislike him for pickling, so let's wash it, cook it with heavy ingredients, but it's still ingestible. Can you ask for it?"

Fang Xing remembered that there was no such name as "Banchang", so he nodded and said, "Here is a plate and two bowls of mutton soup. It's boiling hot."

Wanwan sat beside Fang Xing obediently, watching him skillfully communicate with the man, and couldn't help tilting her head to listen.

"Eat it."

Fang Xing wrapped the fired paper with the donkey meat in it, and handed it to Wanwan.

"Be careful."

Fang Xing then put the mutton soup in front of her and wiped the soup spoon with his sleeve before putting it in.

"eat slowly."

Wanwan picked up the fire, bit a small crescent in one bite, and squinted contentedly.

"It really is...meat from the sky, donkey meat from the ground."

Fang Xing ate quickly, and after a short while, three of them burned down, and a dish of donkey plate intestines also bottomed out.

"Comfortable!"

Finally, he slowly tasted the mutton soup, wiping Wanwan's face and corners of her mouth from time to time.

"Fang Xing?"

Fang Xing turned around and saw Li Maozheng and a few literati walking towards the Qinhuai River on the darkening street.

This guy actually recognizes me from behind? It seems really unforgettable!

Seeing Fang Xing turning his head, Li Mao blocked half of his face with a folding fan, but he couldn't hide the look of annoyance.

But Fang Xing's eyes were not on him.

Zheng Neng?

Fang Xing found Zheng Neng who was triumphant, and the two looked at each other, Fang Xing saw the triumphant and...high spirited!

A middle-aged man dressed as a literati next to Zheng Neng saw him stop and looked at him, then frowned and asked something.

Not knowing what Zheng Neng said, the man's eyes towards Fang Xing suddenly turned into disgust and disdain.

After these people had gone far, Fang Xing got up to check out, and nodded to the other side, the knife immediately disappeared into the crowd.

"Let's go back."

Fang Xing took Wanwan and stood by the roadside. The lights in the Qinhuai River seemed to be shining like stars, dotted along the road.

"The Sheriff..."

Wanwan looked at the lights in the distance, her big eyes dimmed, then turned to look at Liang Zhong, pouting: "I still want to go on a boat."

"Next time."

Fang Xing rubbed the top of her head, smiled and handed her to Liang Zhong.

After returning to the palace and learning that Fang Xing had only eaten donkey meat on the street with Wanwan, Zhu Gaochi was relieved.

"I knew Mr. Fang was not a reckless person..."

"Master, that person is called Yan Xu."

Not long after returning home, the knife came back and brought news about the man.

"The young one heard that Zheng Neng praised him, saying that his elder brother Yan Dan was the examiner of the Yingtianfu Township Examination."

Marker...

Fang Xing waved his hand to let the knife go down, and then thought of Ma Su.

Ma Su was checking an article he had just finished writing. The candle Fang Xing provided had no smoke at all, and the light was very pure.

In the small room, in the dim surroundings, after Ma Su carefully checked, he closed his eyes according to the method taught by Fang Xing, and calmly recalled what was just now.

After calming down, Ma Su only felt his mind clear and clear, and gradually became sleepy.

"Puff puff!"

At a certain time, people will have five senses sensitive, and the sounds that can't be heard at ordinary times are as clear as thunder in the ears at this time.

Ma Su opened his eyes and turned back.

A figure stood behind Ma Su, with piercing eyes, and was about to reach out for his test paper.

"stop!"

Masu blocked the opponent's hand and got up to see a middle-aged man. The man was awkwardly retracting his hand, and then coughed dryly: "Sit down! Don't make any noise!"

Through the faint light, Ma Su recognized this person as if he had seen it when he came in, and the alarm bell rang in his heart, and Fang Xing's explanation echoed in his mind.

--remember! Don't let others see what you write, especially the officials who patrol!

"The student is concentrating on the article, offended it!"

The man nodded and snorted, and then disappeared into the long aisle.

...

Fang Xing blew out the candles and sat alone in the study, gradually feeling neither joy nor sadness in his heart...

Marking officer, this is a position that Confucian knowledge can only be competent.

In the past, whether it was Qin Ban or Hong Bingzheng, they were just fellows with a lot of reputation, but ranked low in the circle of Confucianism.

And those who are truly inspiring in the circle will not shoot so easily, so as not to hurt their own feathers.

For a long time, Fang Xing opened his eyes and murmured: "Xing He Bo... not a civil or military..."

"Xing He Bo is not a civil or military..."

In the Li's house next door~www.NovelMTL.com~ the middle-aged man is talking with Li Mao.

"If he only attacks martial arts, then my Confucianists can still stand by, but he just feels restless..."

"Tai-sun got close to him and supported him to publish books. The first mathematics book has taken root in Daming. He is digging the foundation of my famous teacher!"

Yan Xu slowly turned around in the living room, his eyes deep and said: "Those who are interested will naturally see this, so your academy is very important. It is the mainstay of my Daming!"

Li Mao nodded and said, "The student knows, and my father agrees with it."

The two of them looked at each other and smiled involuntarily.

"Blessings and misfortunes lie down... Uncle Feng..."

In the examination room, Ma Su put all the test tools into the basket, then put the basket between his legs and just slept on the table like this.

The examinee nearby couldn't help sneering when he saw Ma Su's movement.

Is this person a novice? Otherwise, how can you worry about being stolen from the exam room?

The night is getting worse, some candidates are still thinking, only a small number of people fall asleep peacefully.

If you miss the test once every three years, you will spend three years in vain. How can you sleep!

Two dark shadows came slowly from the front, silently walking along the way. When he walked to Ma Su's side, one person stopped and looked around. When I saw that no one was paying attention to this side, I poke my partner with my hand.

The black shadow leaned down, and when he heard Masu's breathing steady, he stretched out a hand and grabbed it...Sir Dybala said that he was really sorry for the big guy! Received the accessories at noon, and went on a business trip to repair the equipment in the afternoon. Jazz on the road will use mobile phone codewords, and I will try my best to ensure four shifts today.