Chapter 3: The Death of the Lord and the Snowflake Beef
In the hall, a middle-aged man was angrily scolding: "Made! Is that little cub dead, die early and be reincarnated early, lest the lord and I have to come to the door to urge food. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
A servant standing behind the man flattered: "Master, this year is the third year, and if he wakes up, he will raise people, but there are no dead lifters who can still be exempted from Tian Fu." β
The middle-aged man stroked his beard and said with satisfaction: "That's right, it's not easy for the court!" Let's be considerate, a guy like this who occupies a pit and doesn't should get rid of his fame! β
According to the law of the Ming Dynasty, people also have to pay taxes, but after the Hongwu year, this situation changed. If there is a series of readers, everyone will be exempted from turning a blind eye.
Of course, this is only when you don't have many acres of land, if it is thousands of acres, it will be difficult to suppress it on the official face.
As he spoke, the sound of footsteps came, and the man immediately sat upright, making a majestic appearance.
After a dry cough, a young man who looked a little weak was surrounded by him, and when he saw Zheng Songtao, he bowed his hand slightly, and then frowned and watched Zheng Songtao sit on the main seat.
As the so-called lord humiliated the minister's death, Fang Jay Lun pointed at Zheng Songtao with a halberd and shouted: "What a big courage!" How dare you be in the eyes of our family! β
Zheng Songtao was stunned for a moment, and then carefully looked at Fang Xing, who was looking up at the roof, for a long time, Zheng Songtao got up and said tentatively: "But Fang Xiaolian in person?" β
Fang Xing didn't bow his head, but just whispered: "The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, it's really hateful!" I should write to my classmates and ask for justice! β
"Bang!" Hearing this, Zheng Songtao's face turned red, and he hurriedly flashed to the side, but he knocked over the chair and was extremely embarrassed for a while.
Fang Xing lowered his head, looked at Zheng Songtao with a smile, pointed to the door, and said lightly: "The door is there, give you ten breaths, otherwise you will wait for my post to be sent to the yamen!" β
Sou! In less than five breaths, the figures of these two people had been lost in the hall.
"Ahem!"
Jay Fang and Xiaobai were stunned by this change, and they didn't come to their senses until Fang Xing coughed twice on the side.
"How? Young master, am I amazing? Fang Xing triumphantly closed the folding fan in his hand, rubbed his belly, and said, "I'm hungry." β
"Young Master, what do you want to eat? I immediately ordered the cook. Fang Xing, who woke up, was a powerful shock to the grain chief who couldn't handle the original Jay Fang, and in an instant, Jay Fang recovered the quality that a housekeeper should have.
"Steward Fang, you go get busy." As a housekeeper, not only are the people in Fang's Mansion under the control of Jay Fang, but also the affairs in the fields are also his, so Fang Xing consciously and wisely drove away the diligent housekeeper.
Fang Xing sat on the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, knocked on the table, and commanded, "Xiaobai." β
"The slave is here." Xiaobai was even more respectful, making Fang Xing feel sad that he had lost a little friend.
"Ahem, tell the kitchen not to move yet, wait for me to pass."
Xiao Bai paused for a moment, and then trotted to the kitchen.
As soon as Xiaobai walked on his front foot, Fang Xing immediately got into the space. Looking at the huge amount of materials, he finally picked out a five-pound piece of snowflake pattern beef, and then came out satisfied.
This land is mine!
The tired birds returned to the forest, the farmers returned home, the happy chirping of those children, and the faint rising smoke of the cooking, which made Fang Xing intoxicated.
There are two people in the kitchen, one is the chef Hua Niang, and the other is the boy Chunsheng, who does chores.
Hua Niang's face was full of meat, and she looked a little vicious, but after seeing Fang Xing, a sincere smile appeared on her fat trembling face, "Young Master, what do you want to eat?" β
"Poof!" Fang Xing threw the beef on the board and said, "Then this piece of beef is divided into five parts, two parts will be sent to me, one part will be sent to Mrs. Zhang, and two copies will be left for you and the housekeeper." β
"Yo! This beef is so fat! Hua Niang picked up the beef, looked at the snowflake lines intoxicated, and said firmly in a blink of an eye: "Young master, then I'll add some condiments to it and stew it, and then serve you some side dishes, can you see it?" β
"No, I'm going to eat fried, medium-rare, uh! It's mostly cooked, don't get old. β
Are you kidding! This is wagyu beef, although it is not domestic, but the taste is not much worse, and Fang Xing in his previous life did not even have the qualifications to smell it. If it is stewed by the flower girl, wouldn't it be a tyrannical thing!
"Okay, okay, right away." Hua Niang also wanted to try the new taste, so she drank: "Chunsheng, hurry up and make a fire, it's bigger, if the beef is fried, then I will stew you tonight and give it to the young master to eat!" β
Seeing that Chunsheng was about to make a fire, he didn't dare to discount it at all, Fang Xing nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Xiaobai, who had been lowering his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes: "Xiaobai, help the young master and I'll go back." β
Xiaobai immediately supported Fang Xing, the girl's fragrance lingered in Fang Xing's nose, and the tentacles were soft, making Fang Xing's heart happy.
When he returned to the outer room of his bedroom, he waited for ten minutes before he saw Chunsheng sweating profusely with two plates.
Hey! How can you eat without a knife and fork? Fang Xing remembered this loophole, and then went to find the knife.
But before he could look for it, the two knives that were placed on the plate fell into his eyes.
Hi! Isn't this a contempt for the working people of antiquity!
The young man had a big appetite, and after three years of muddy, Fang Xing's stomach was almost roaring for meat.
The remaining piece of a smaller one was placed on another plate, and Fang Xing said to Xiaobai, "This piece is yours." β
Xiaobai said in fear: "Young master, I don't dare." β
Fang Xing remembered that it was now an evil old society, so he frowned and said, "Young Master, I can't command you, what's the matter!" Hurry up and sit down and eat. β
After Xiao Bai sat down tremblingly, Fang Xing pressed the beef with chopsticks, cut a small slice with a knife and put it in his mouth. When you chew it, the rich gravy bursts on your taste buds, and it's delicious!
And Xiaobai was also attracted by this delicious beef to forget her humility, she clumsily cut the beef, squinting her eyes and enjoying it.
After eating this meal, Xiaobai's little face flushed, and he briskly cleaned up the tableware and made a cup of tea.
In the evening, after Fang woke up and bathed, he lay on the bed and enjoyed Xiaobai's service.
A slight gasp was behind him, and the towel was wiped on his long hair, Xiaobai's movements were a little big, and if he accidentally touched the back of Fang Xing's head, the bud that had just begun to take shape.
That's a good feeling!
Drying his hair, Fang Xing lay on the bed and prepared to sleep, but after a while, the light was blown out by Xiaobai, and then there was a sound of undressing, and a trembling body came over.
The girl's delicate body was fragrant and soft, which made Fang Xing feel a little uneasy, but when he thought of Zhang Shuhui, Fang Xing held back and said, "Xiaobai, go back and sleep by yourself." β
He didn't respond, and then he heard Xiaobai say aggrievedly: "Young master, I have always been sleeping with you before, and I won't leave." β
Leprechauns! Fang Xing remembered a noun - a girl in the room!
O evil old society! Such a small girl paper was actually arranged to be a girl in the room!
No wonder Fang Xing has two maids, but only Xiaobai can enter the bedroom, so that's the case!
"Then be honest!" Fang Xing, who was in turmoil in his heart, retreated shamefully.
"Poof!" Xiaobai, who was sticking to Fang Xing, smiled, still the kind of laughter that covered his mouth.
"Don't laugh!" If it weren't for the fact that Xiaobai was only thirteen years old, Fang Xing would have turned into a hungry wolf and pounced.
Xiaobai stopped laughing, just muttered: "Young master, are you going to see Little Lady Zhang tomorrow?" β
Fang Xing was counting sheep, and when he heard this, he said impatiently: "Of course I'm going, that's your young master's fiancΓ©e!" β