A plate of wolf meat, under the vigorous chewing of Fang Haoran and Xiao Qi, there was a plate left after a while. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After eating and drinking, Fang Haoran staggered back to the small courtyard in front of his bedroom, put on a homemade still, filled it with bad wine and began to distill.

promised Fu Lin that he would give him a jar at noon tomorrow, but Fang Haoran didn't have much inventory at home, so he had to hurry up and process it.

It was evening again, and after dinner, a jar of burning clouds had been processed.

Fang Haoran moved into the bedroom, asked Xiao Qi to find a bamboo with the thickness of a bowl, cut the bamboo with a firewood knife, and made one bamboo tube after another that could hold water.

Fang Haoran fetched a pot of water and put it on the small stove in the bedroom, and then took out a short carving knife from the desk.

"Young Master, what are you doing with that knife?" Xiao Qi asked with big cute eyes.

Fang Haoran held a carving knife in his right hand, picked up a bamboo tube with his left hand, and said with a smile: "Engraving!" ”

Xiao Qi pursed his lips and wondered: "Why do you want to engrave words on the bamboo tube, is it any use?" ”

The carving knife in Fang Haoran's hand had already been placed on the bamboo tube, and when his wrist was flipped, a white mark had already been outlined, "Lettering is naturally useful, there is a lot of knowledge in it, you will know it when you grow up." ”

The movements in Fang Haoran's hands were very fast, and the horizontal and vertical skimming were very skillful.

In the past, Fang Haoran liked to carve in his spare time, which was one of his few hobbies.

As he spoke, an orchid with bright branches appeared on the bamboo tube.

Xiao Qi stared at the bamboo tube in Fang Haoran's hand with wide eyes, eager to stare out his eyes, "Young Master, you are so powerful." ”

Fang Haoran raised the carving knife and engraved the three words "Fire Cloud" on the bamboo tube.

Fang Haoran's writing level is average, but the level of lettering is first-class, and the simple three lines of calligraphy are round and full.

Handing the carved bamboo tube in his hand to Xiao Qi, who looked curious, Fang Haoran picked up a bamboo tube again and continued to carve, and said while carving: "This carving has a very strict grasp of strength, if it weren't for your young master's profound skills, I might not be able to carve this thing." ”

Xiao Qi tilted his head and said with a cute face: "Young master is really powerful, by the way, young master, you haven't told me what the hell is engraved on this bamboo tube?" Take it out and sell it? ”

Fang Haoran smiled indifferently, put the bamboo tube that had just been carved in his hand on the table, stretched out a finger and tapped Xiao Qi's head, "In addition to eating money in your little head, don't you know that there is a thing called human affection?" ”

"What favor? Xiao Qi doesn't understand. ”

Fang Haoran shook his head slightly, "I'll know when you grow up." ”

Xiao Qi pouted, "When will Xiao Qi grow up?" ”

Facing Xiao Qi's yearning expression, Fang Haoran also fell into a short memory, once upon a time, he also looked forward to growing up quickly. It wasn't until I grew up that I realized that there were more worries and less joy.

"Whew~" Fang Haoran exhaled, "People will grow up sooner or later, you don't have to worry." ”

"Oh!" Xiao Qi nodded his little head obediently and continued to look at Fang Haoran's carving.

After a while, Fang Haoran carved out four bamboo tubes, and the four bamboo tubes were carved with Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, the images were very full, the torso was clear, and it was done in one go.

These four bamboo tubes were prepared by Fang Haoran for Fu Lin, and Fu Lin bought the fire and burned the clouds to give them away, and he dared to hold a jar, and it was inevitable that he would fall down.

It's not that Fang Haoran thinks that Fulin is in charge of the military government, and maybe he can rely on one or two in the future, but Fang Haoran feels that Fulin is an upright person with a straightforward personality, and he is worthy of friendship.

Fang Haoran makes friends like this, as long as he has eyes and personality, it is worth making friends.

After carving four bamboo tubes, Fang Haoran put the bamboo tubes into boiling water and boiled them, killed them for sterilization, and then put the fire clouds in the jar into the four bamboo tubes after drying.

The four bamboo tubes were filled, and there was still a little fire cloud left.

Fang Haoran put the rest of the Burning Cloud on the ground, took red satin and wood, made four stoppers, and stuffed the four bamboo tubes filled with Burning Clouds.

Xiao Qi stared at the four bamboo tubes carved with Meilan bamboo chrysanthemums on their bodies and a red bone on their heads, and praised them sincerely: "The young master is really amazing, the bamboo tube containing the wine is so beautiful." ”

Fang Haoran picked up one of them, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile: "The things that are given away must naturally be made beautifully, so that the host family will like them." ”

Little Seven Chick nodded his little head like a peck of rice.

Fang Song also walked in from outside the door at this time, and said with a faint smile: "What are you doing here, Xiao Qi won't go back to sleep when he stays with you." ”

Before Fang Haoran could speak, Xiao Qi had already run over and dragged Fang Song's arm to make a report.

"The young master carved on the bamboo tube, and made the bamboo tube very beautiful."

Fang Song said with a puzzled expression: "Carving on the bamboo tube? ”

Fang Haoran smiled calmly: "The child has a friend, the elders of the family celebrate his birthday, and he wants to use the little fire cloud from the child as a congratulatory gift. The child thought that the wine jar was too dazzling, so he made four bamboo wine jugs. It looks better to hold it this way. ”

Fang Song knew the whole story, and also understood Fang Haoran's intentions, and nodded slightly, "To celebrate the birthday of the elders, the gifts should be a little festive." ”

Fang Song's family was not surprised that Fang Haoran could still carve, these days, Fang Haoran had made up a lot of strange things, and Fang Song's family was already immune.

"Then you are busy first, my mother will take Xiao Qi to rest first." The night was already dark, otherwise Fang Song would not have gone to Fang Haoran to ask Xiao Qi to go back to rest.

Fang Song left Fang Haoran's bedroom with Xiao Qi, who was pouting, and Fang Haoran sent Fang Song outside the door and said loudly: "Mother, rest early." ”

As soon as Fang Song left, Fang Haoran disposed of the debris on the ground, poured the little fire cloud left in the jar into a wine jug, cleaned it briefly and went to bed.

The night in Tan Binh Castle is silent, and you can hear the cuckoo chirping on the mountains in the distance.

Accompanied by the echoing cuckoo calls and noisy dog barks in the hollow valley, Fang Haoran fell asleep safely.

The night was deeper, and the cuckoos and dogs seemed to be tired of barking, and the whole night was quiet.

The moonlight sprinkled in Tan Binh City, wrapping Tan Binh City in a layer of yellowed silver.

Sou~

A black shadow quickly rushed into Gongliu Alley, and in a blink of an eye, it arrived at the gate of Fangfu.

By the moonlight, he stared at the plaque hanging on the door of the Fang Mansion, and after determining the place, he slowly touched the edge of the Fang Mansion wall.

Sticking to the root of the wall, the black shadow looked around, and after making sure that there was no one, he jumped onto the wall of Fang Mansion, and jumped onto the wall with his arm propped up.

Squatting on the wall, the black shadow looked into the Fang Mansion for a while, and jumped off the wall after finding that the masters were all sleeping peacefully.

The place where the black shadow entered was the front yard of the Fang Mansion, and the black shadow groped in the front yard for a long time, but did not find what he wanted, and then he immediately turned around and walked towards the backyard.

"Poof~"

Walking into the backyard, the five-flowered horse snorted, startled the black shadow, glanced around, and only relieved himself after finding the five-flowered horse.

After lingering in the backyard for a long time, the black shadow turned and walked somewhere else.

The black shadow seemed to be looking for something, and this thing was very likely to be very large or a lot, otherwise why did the black shadow keep staring at the courtyard in the Fang Mansion.

In the blink of an eye, the black shadow turned over most of the Fang Mansion, and it seemed that he still hadn't found what he wanted, the entire Fang Mansion, only Fang Haoran's courtyard he hadn't found yet.

Groping, the black shadow approached Fang Haoran's courtyard.

As soon as the black shadow stepped into the courtyard, he saw the retort in Fang Haoran's courtyard.

"That's what it should be."

The black shadow slowly walked towards the still, but he didn't know that the moment he stepped into the courtyard, Fang Haoran, who was sleeping soundly in the bedroom, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Approaching a living creature?"

Fang Haoran lay on the bed, did not move, opened his eyes, and his first reaction was that a living creature had entered his yard.

Fang Haoran had an almost perverted spiritual sense, when he was sleeping, once a living creature larger than three catties or so stepped within fifty meters of his range, he would be awakened.

When he was a child at his grandmother's house, Fang Haoran slept alone in a room and often did not close the door at night.

He lectured his grandmother several times, and for this, Fang Haoran defended that when he was sleeping, he could feel it when someone approached him.

Grandma didn't believe it, and specially picked a few nights that Fang Haoran didn't care about and broke into Fang Haoran's room.

Every time she stepped into the room, her grandmother would see Fang Haoran lying on the kang with a pair of big black eyes looking at her.

Of course, this spiritual sense does not work all the time, when Fang Haoran is extremely tired, or falls asleep in a crowded place, this spiritual sense seems to be automatically blocked.

Obviously, Fang Haoran did not fall asleep extremely tired tonight, nor did he fall asleep in a crowded place, and his spiritual sense was not blocked.

Fang Haoran lay quietly on the bed, and heard a slight footstep in the courtyard outside the door.

"A thief?"

Fang Haoran slowly got up from the bed, tried not to make a sound, quietly climbed to the window, and slightly opened the corner of the window to look out.

In the courtyard, the black shadow had approached the still, and he was lying on the still to sniff, and on the still, he smelled a strong smell of wine, and his heart was suddenly overjoyed.

"After all, I was still targeted, fortunately this time I was at home, if I was bumped into by my mother and Xiaoqi, it would be difficult to do." Fang Haoran leaned on the window and looked at the dark shadow in the courtyard and thought.

From the black shadow staring at the still, Fang Haoran guessed the purpose of the black shadow.

These days, the Burning Cloud is selling well in Xinping City, and the merchants who are a little more excited must have already begun to inquire about where the Burning Cloud is brewed.

Fang Haoran hid the news of the sale of Huoyun in the other party's mansion very well, but he didn't expect to be targeted. And he is also a person who likes to eat white food.

"This distillation method is not worth much in the eyes of our Haoran, and it is also a matter of the Fang Mansion. If you dare to break into Fang's Mansion at night and worry about my things, you have to pay the price. The corners of Fang Haoran's mouth hooked a sneer, and he said in a low voice.

[Thank you for the reward of 'my name is Liu Kele'!] 】