Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　 The goose-feather-like snowflakes turned white in a moment, but this couldn't stop the excitement of the dealers. Several old men began to call their children to kneel.

　　 "Get up!"

　　 Fang Xing felt that this group of people was too undisciplined, and they rushed to talk before they finished speaking.

　　 The farmers are all gearing up, calculating in their hearts how much flour and pork they should have, and at the same time wondering if they will eat meat tonight.

　　 "There are five candies for each person, toffee!"

　　 Fang Xing finished speaking, and turned around to be the mascot.

　　 "And sugar?"

　　 "What is toffee?"

　　 Fang Jay Lun saw everyone chattering, and he shouted: "Come in and pick up the stuff, don’t post it late! Go home and cry!"

　　 Entering the front yard, everyone found that the yard was already full of things, strips of pork, bags of flour, and the raw toffee.

　　 Xin Laoqi brought ten family members to the side to supervise, and then Fang Jay Lun sang the name, and the head of the household who sang it came out to get something.

　　 "Everyone in Zhong, with a population of five, should receive five catties of flour, five catties of pork, and 25 toffee."

　　 A middle-aged man walked out with a smirk, then waved his hand and called his wife and three sons. The family kowtowed Fang Xing, who was sitting under the eaves, before receiving his own things.

　　 Fang Xing nodded, and then continued to daze in a daze.

　　 Actually, he didn't want to be this mascot, but Fang Jaylun encouraged him, and even Zhang Shuhui said that it was a good thing, so he was not allowed to go. Then he ran down to the chilly eaves to blow the air.

　　 There were more than 300 people, nearly 400 people, and more than 100 households. After receiving them, Fang Xing's feet were numb.

　　 There were not many things left in the yard, Fang Xing got up, stamped his feet and said, "The rest will be arranged in advance, and everyone will take them home."

　　 "Thank you, Master."

　　 "Young Master Hou Bandai."

　　 "……"

　　As family members, of course, the treatment is different. When everyone returns home with things, the whole family looks at the new year goods and thinks it is a dream.

　　 I won’t talk about meat and flour, but there are fruits and seafood.

　　 As for Fang Jaylun, Xin Laoqi, Hua Niang, and the newly promoted Zhu Fang, the treatment is much higher.

　　 New Year’s goods are all ready, and the whole Fangjiazhuang is preparing for the New Year with joy.

　　 The night is deep, and the moon shines on the ground, and a strange light is reflected by the snow.

　　 Two dark shadows quietly touched Fangjiazhuang, one after another to the back of the main house, after a wink, the claws accurately grasped the wall.

　　 This is the backyard. The two black shadows who jumped down smiled to each other, their teeth were in the snow, looking at the white people, and they walked towards the bright place.

　　 Fang Xing slept very hard, but Zhang Shuhui was very alert. When she heard someone talking outside, she pushed Fang Xing and whispered: "Husband, someone."

　　 Fang Xing opened his eyes in a daze, and only then became alert when he heard Zhang Shuhui say there was someone again.

　　 took out something from under the pillow, Fang Xing took out the flashlight again, and then walked to the door wearing shoes.

"Who?"

　　 The outside voice paused, and then I heard Xin Laoqi's voice.

　　 "Master, we caught two thieves."

　　 Fang awakened and heaved a sigh of relief, put the things in his hands into his pockets, and then turned back to Zhang Shuhui, who was holding scissors, and said, "It's okay, it's Lao Qi and they caught the thief. You go to sleep first."

　　 pushed the door open, and an air-conditioning rushed towards him, Fang Xing hurriedly closed the door with his backhand, and then saw Xiao Bai wrapped in the quilt.

　　 "Master, I'm afraid."

　　 There was panic on all the white faces, Xin Laoqi and the two Jiading both turned their heads over, and did not forget to almost press the heads of the two men into the snow.

　　 Fang wakes up and walks over, touches Xiaobai's face, and comforts: "It's okay, it's been caught, you go to sleep with Madam Young."

　　 Waiting for Xiao Bai to enter the master bedroom wrapped in a quilt, Fang Xing looked at the two thieves coldly.

　　 "Take it to the front yard."

　　 Fang Xing stroked the snowflakes from his hair and took the lead in the wood shed in the front yard.

　　 "Kneel down!"

　　 Xin Laoqi kicked and beat the two men while calling someone to bring the brazier.

Fang Xing sat on the pyre, squinted at the two men in white clothes, and sneered: "Don't say you are here to steal money, or I will let you know that there is something more terrifying than death in this world. thing."

　　 The two men were shaking, and one of the black-faced men raised his head and hissed: "We just want to steal some food for the New Year, Master Fang, please let us be merciful and merciful!"

　　 The other face-lifting man was observing Fang Xing's expression in secret, but Xin Laoqi saw the cunning in his eyes.

　　 "Grass mud horse! Dare to lie to my young master!"

　　 Xin Laoqi hates this kind of human spirit the most, and kicked the face-lift man with one kick.

　　 "Ouch! Ouch! We are wronged! We really have no money for the New Year, so we want to steal something to go home. The children in the family are still waiting hungry!"

　　 The thin-faced man begged, and quietly gave his black-faced companion a wink.

　　 "It's very interesting! Acting in front of me, but your acting skills are a bit too clumsy."

　　 Fang Xing yawned and waved his hand: "Old Qi, stop his mouth and ask someone to take him to the cellar and look after him."

　　 Xin Lao Qi did it by himself as soon as he heard it. He picked up the thin man with one hand and strode towards the cellar.

　　 The remaining black-faced man was a little flustered, and Fang Xing said indifferently: "Speak out, then you can still live and die, and the death penalty can be avoided. If you don't say it? Then you are ready to go to the fat field!"

　　Fat land? What's the meaning?

The dark-faced man's somewhat tense nerves suddenly lost his vigilance~www.NovelMTL.com~ and then I heard Fang Xing say to Xin Laoqi who came back: "Lao Qi, take this man to the opposite mountain and dig A pit, leave a head outside. As for the body, leave a fat ground. As for the head, it’s good to see if it is a tiger or a wolf."

　　 Old Qi Xin was stunned, thinking of a guy whose whole body was buried in the soil, with only his head exposed outside. Then the hungry beasts came one after another, fighting for this rare meal, and there was a cold war.

　　 "Yes, master."

　　 Xin Lao Qi only knew that Fang Xing's instructions were executed without compromise, so he and another Jia Ding lifted up the black-faced man and prepared to go out.

　　 The black-faced man had a strong face at first, but when he was carried to the door, he turned his head desperately, only to see that Fang Xing's eyes didn't have a trace of temperature, and his psychological defense suddenly collapsed.

　　 "I said, I said, Master Fang, I said..."

　　 "It's the Maori around Mr. Chang, it's him."

　　 Fang Xing's eyes moved, and he asked: "Then anyone will answer you tonight?"

　　 This question made Xin Laoqi's neck shrink.

　　 The black-faced man was breathing heavily, and the feeling of escaping from death made him feel that his sphincter was a little relaxed.

"some."

　　 "Who is it? Where is it?"

　　 Fang Xing forced to ask.

　　 "I don't know who it is, they are on the river behind Fangjiazhuang, where there is a boat."

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