Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

In Duoyanwei, Fang Xing and his party followed the rules, but this time they didn't send tea bricks.

On the way to Fuyuwei, Wang He said in a puzzled way: "Xinghe Bo, you said to dig a hole for Azha, but what about Doyanwei?"

Fang Xing coughed dryly: "I didn't dig a hole, don't talk nonsense."

The knife said with a smile: "Master, there must be a problem with that tea brick!"

"Just the tip of your nose!"

Fang Xing said indifferently: "If we attack, Tainingwei must be the first to dig a hole to make us relax. As for Doyanwei..."

The sky was getting darker, Fang Xing hurriedly asked people to find a place to camp, which made Wang He tickled, wishing to catch him and force the words to come out.

The so-called camp is just a small organ that allows the knife to set up some early warnings on the periphery.

The bonfire rose, and Wang He ran behind with an anxious expression amidst the crackling sound.

Fang Xing saw his virtue of taking off his pants as he ran, and shouted, "Made! Lao Wang, run away for Lao Tzu! Or curse you for being bitten by a snake!"

"Ouch!"

But Wang He couldn't hold on anymore, and immediately took off his pants and started shooting on the spot.

"Fuck!"

After Fang Xing heard a crackling sound, he covered his nose and said: "Mad! We are downwind here, move quickly!"

After the move, Wang He came back with a relaxed look, and Fang Xing said in disgust: "Hurry up and wash your hands, otherwise you won't eat with me tonight."

When Wang He saw Fang Xing personally cook with a knife, he happily ran to the river to wash his hands.

Trekking on the grassland, you'd better choose to follow the river, because those tribes are not far from the river, living by grass.

What Fang Xing is doing is silly, even in the wild, he still has a full set of ingredients.

"The **** and garlic should be sautéed, then add lamb slices and stir-fry."

"Huh!"

Fang Xing poured the mutton slices into the pot and stir fry, with a knife on the side holding his head up and sniffing the fragrance, his face was intoxicated.

"After the life is broken, you can add water, and then add some spices in."

Fang Xing put the lid on the pot, then clapped his hands and said, "Call me when the water boils."

Then Fang Xing took a stick and went to the river. After a while, he brought a big fish of at least seven or eight catties over.

The others in the mission were not interested in seeing the fish, but Wang He smiled and said, "Good stuff!"

Fang Xing handed the cleaned big fish to the knife: "Clean the fishbone."

"Uncle, let's come."

The courtesy of several sergeants was rejected by the knife. He took out his own throwing knife and cut the fish quickly.

Fang Xing saw that the water had boiled and opened the lid: "Throw the fish in."

After the fish was thrown in, it didn't cook a few times, and the smell made people couldn't help but come closer.

Wang He licked his lips, rubbed his hands and said, "Uncle Xinghe, are you all right?"

"Foodies!"

Fang Xing took the spatula and tried to knock it over, and then said, "Next."

Several cones of noodles were put in, Fang Xing hurriedly stirred.

When the noodles were ready, Fang Xing was like a chef's lo-noodles, and everyone else queued up with their big bowls.

In the end, the rest was Fang Xing's, and Wang He apologized: "Xing He Bo, how can I let you eat the last thing, or let's change it."

Fang Xing squinted at him and said, "You have learned the essence of food, the last taste is the most mellow, go away!"

Wang He happily ran away carrying the bowl, Fang Xing slowly fished the last noodles and soup into the big bowl.

Take a sip of the thick soup first, it tastes so fresh and thick, Fang Xing can't help squinting his eyes.

The noodles absorb the scent of lamb and fish, and also carry the soup, which makes people unable to stop as soon as they start.

In the evening, Wang He lay on the edge of the campfire, patted his belly and said: "Xing He Bo, you are both civil and military, but the cooking skills are also so good, what a peerless man!"

Fang Xing looked at the night sky, thinking about his wife and children at home, and couldn't help but feel a little silly.

...

An Chu looked a little stubborn, and usually loves to be straight-faced.

Fu Yuwei's position in the three guards of Doyan is not well-known, and there are some internal disputes, and different opinions are mixed together, which makes An out of this commanding affair a bit of a headache.

"Your envoy came from afar, Fu Yuwei is very grateful."

An greeted him dryly, behind him were more than a dozen guards staring at him.

Wang He took out the imperial decree to prepare the routine, but Fang Xing said, "No, Master An Chu doesn't want to listen to these routines."

An Chuan listened to the translation of the knife, her eyes narrowed, and cautiously asked, "What is the purpose of your visit?"

Fang Xing looked around, Xiaodao hesitated, and finally went out. Fang Xing was the only one left with him and the interpreter.

An Chu stared at Fang Xing and slowly said, "Suddenly is no longer there. Does Daming want me to give up my position?"

Fang Xing shook his head and pointed to the back of An Chu.

Ann closed her eyes and said for a long time, "You guys go out too."

After the guards went out, Fang Xing said, "Fuyuwei is not in harmony with Alutai, and is not in harmony with Horqin, am I right?"

Ann squinted in silence.

Fang Xing continued: "Tainingwei is ambitious, and Duoyanwei's strength has soared. Both guards, inspired by the Alutai victory, want to go to the side wall of Daming, how about Fuyuwei?"

An Chu's body shook, and he opened his eyes and said, "My lord, what does this mean... Does Daming want to do it?"

Fang Xing nodded calmly.

There was a fierce touch in An Chu's eyes, and he said solemnly: "I guess Daming must want to move the other two guards? Is this trying to surrender us?"

Fang Xing played with a pistol in his hand and said slowly, "What do you think?"

An Chu said hesitantly: "At this time, I can still be autonomous, but if there are no other two guards, what is Fuyuwei? Can Daming watch us expand alone?"

The prairie people are accustomed to following the strong. When the original pattern is broken, the remaining strong are like the beacon of the night, attracting the scattered tribes to rush.

As long as those aliens in history showed the potential of being strong, countless people would follow.

Mengyuan people were like that back then!

The speed of expansion is amazing!

But the Han people are different, and there are a lot more ambitions among the Han people.

Would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail!

So why every time the Central Plains dynasty fell into chaos ~www.NovelMTL.com~ always went around the towns, and the Caotou King dared to become the emperor.

These careerists are just thinking that they might have that day too!

Fang Xing put away the pistol, and said lightly: "Da Ming is in the world, now the officer is just persuading, if Fu Yu Wei feels inappropriate, then you can try to keep the officer."

Seeing a fierce light flashing in An Chu's eyes, Fang Xing sat up straight and shouted: "Agree or not, it's up to you!"

An's body shook, and his eyes flickered, and then tentatively said: "Your aura is not what an official of the Ministry of Rites should have, who are you?"

Fang Xing saw movement outside the tent, so he got up and said, "I am Da Mingxing and Bo Fang wake up!"

"You... are you Fang Xing?"

An Chu stood up abruptly and stumbled back a few steps.

The guards outside rushed in when they heard the movement, and for a while, there was the sound of drawing swords in the big tent.