Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　 After making kimchi, the weather suddenly turned cold, and with the arrival of the first snow, Fangjiazhuang began to fall silent.

　　 "Clang! Clang! Clang!"

　　 The courtyard next to Zhu Fang’s residence was already used as a workshop at this time.

　　 Putting down the sledgehammer, watching the graying iron material, Zhu Fang took a sip from the pitcher, sweating all over.

　　 If you want to make an iron material, it must be forged multiple times. Only in this way can you beat out the impurities and make the material more pure.

　　 Looking at the formed iron plate, after Zhu Fang rested for a while, he started forging again.

　　 It would be too wasteful of time to complete these procedures by one person. Zhu Fang went to find Fang Xing dignitaries, but because professional blacksmiths were hard to find, he was temporarily shelved.

　　 And in the vestibule at this time, Fang Xing was looking at the two big men who were kneeling on the ground in a daze.

　　 "Master, we are sincere and naturalized. From now on, let you kill Master."

　　 The two big men are strong, and if it weren't for Xin Laoqi standing on the side with a knife, Fang Xing wouldn't dare to come out.

　　 "This... why do you think of contributing?"

　　 Fang Xing was a little thoughtless and puzzled.

　　 "Master, we are blacksmiths for generations. If we enter the government camp, we will be slaves to the government for the rest of our life. Master, we are really sincere!"

　　 The two seven-foot men actually started to cry.

　　 I said! Is it possible that I am also arrogant? There are warriors to vote even when sitting at home!

　　 However, Fang Xing cautiously did not agree first, but asked Zhu Fang to investigate their professional standards.

　　 Fang Xing was even more confused when Zhu Fang said ecstatically that the two of them were both skilled and had good craftsmanship.

　　 This will not be detailed work, because no one knows how to use craftsmen to do fine work.

　　 In order not to leak secrets, every craftsman is under strict supervision. You can go out. You can go out after you become a corpse, and they are dragged to the chaotic graveyard by a rotten mat.

　　 Moreover, the two of them had signed a contract to sell their bodies, and Fang Xing had no one to deal with after killing them, so the suspicion was cleared.

　　 Fang Xing was in a daze. He felt that he might have the destiny, otherwise, why would someone sell his life right away when there is a lack of a blacksmith!

　　 At night, after working out on the big bed, Fang Xing asked Zhang Shuhui, who was still breathing.

　　 "Juhui, if our family's status is noble, what do you think?"

　　 Zhang Shuhui was counting Fang Xing’s abdominal muscles, and she said casually: “Husband, it’s okay to be respectable. I only want a family and a beautiful girl, and don’t be satisfied with the black eye in secret.”

　　 This woman is not a little self-motivated!

　　 The frustrated Fang Xing was furious, so she punished Zhang Shuhui again, which caused her to wake up late the next day.

　　……

"Hahaha!"

　　 Just when Fang Xing was in a daze, wondering if God wanted him to come to the Ming Dynasty to change the world, Zhu Zhanji's familiar laughter came in.

　　 Zhu Zhanji was in a good mood, and he said as soon as he came in, "Brother Dehua, you don't know! This time I took the work of the craftsmanship, and there were some honorable honoraries who secretly expressed their support, hahaha!"

　　 Secretly support?

　　 Fang Xing rubbed his forehead, with an urge to slap himself.

　　 Fuck! This is a way of secretly showing loyalty to the emperor grandson. Do you really think you are the son of heaven and want to change the dynasty?

　　 Fang Xing's heart was a little sad, but also a little grateful.

　　 He was fortunate that he didn't have to go to the trouble of rebelling and fighting the country, and he was more fortunate that he had saved his life.

　　 "This is a good thing!"

　　 Fang Xing felt that it was time to celebrate the event with a big meal, so the dinner was served again.

　　 "This chaotic stew is delicious!"

　　 Zhu Zhanji is now very casual in Fang's house, just as casual in his own home.

　　 This is a big pot of chaotic stew, which contains crabs, clams, prawns, abalones... and freshly harvested Chinese cabbage sticks, boiled into a pot, it is very delicious.

　　Ma Su felt that Zhu Zhanji was too much. He didn't pay for meals at the teacher's house, so of course he couldn't let him eat more, so the two grabbed it.

　　 And Fang Xing didn't fight for it. He just drank a little wine and ate the spicy crab in front of him. He felt that there was nothing more to ask for in his life.

　　 After finishing the meal, Fang Xing told Zhu Zhanji the two ‘voluntarily’ blacksmiths, and then saw Zhu Zhanji’s mouth curl up, obviously in his heart very happy.

　　 Seeing that others are in a good mood, Fang Xing felt that it was a bit unfair, so he took some bad medicine.

　　 "I think these nobles are playing double betting tricks, no one can be guilty!"

　　 Zhu Zhanji just smiled when he heard the words: "This is common, but Xungui is optimistic about my father, which shows that the Hanwang party is by no means monolithic."

　　 Okay, I can't play politics with you!

　　 Fang awoke and went out for a digestion, and Zhu Zhanji also followed.

　　 The snow outside is already considerable. According to the old man from Fangjiazhuang, the weather in Beiping has become colder and colder in recent years, and even the harvest in the land has been affected.

　　 "This is Little Glacier!"

　　 Fang Xing stepped on the frozen path and walked to the river bank in the back of the village.

　　 There was a faint white air on the river, looking a little more ethereal.

　　 Fang Xing rubbed his numb face with his hands, turned around and said to Zhu Zhanji: "The peppers have already been collected. You can make your own arrangements for the specific operations."

Zhu Zhanji thought of the spicy crabs he had eaten today, and said with a smile: "Brother Dehua, this is the best thing to protect against the cold~www.NovelMTL.com~ and it can also dispel dampness. I am going to send some to the capital first to let the emperor Grandpa will try, and then collect the seeds, plant them on my Zhuangzi first, and then distribute them to Nine Sides after a long time."

Depend on! But what is my advantage?

　　 Fang Xing said uncomfortably: "Your Zhuangzi people are very lazy, don't spoil the chili plant!"

　　 Zhuangzi is on the left side of Fangjiazhuang. After seeing and hearing many times, Fang Xing has been desperate for the steward of this Zhuangzi. He feels that Zhu Zhanji is wasting land resources.

　　 Zhu Di dotes on this grandson, so the rewards are endless. A Zhuangzi is really nothing to Zhu Zhanji. When Fang Xing said this, he suddenly realized that he was ready to change his job when he turned around.

　　 Back home, Fang Xing didn't tell anyone, but he went to the backyard quietly, carrying a small **** and started digging randomly.

　　 After tossing for a while, Fang Xing looked at the bunches of potato eggs in front of him with a smirk.

　　Because the planting time is a bit late, I only woke up today to see the output.

　　 "A lot!"

　　 At that time, he just planted a place the size of the basketball court in front of him, so after digging a few holes, the approximate output can be estimated.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

　　 A big bird flew in the night sky, and when he was passing through the backyard, he was so startled by the terrifying laughter that he almost fell off.

　　 "With such a high output, even if it is planted once a year, it can still feed a family!"

So the braised potatoes appeared on the breakfast table the next day. After the couples and Zhu Zhanji who had just finished their exercises smelled the scent, they couldn't help twitching their noses and gathered around the big basin~www.NovelMTL.com ~Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www.NovelMTL.com~ For mobile phone users, please go to read.