Chapter 50: Do I Really Have the Anger of the Eight Kings?
After making the kimchi, the weather suddenly turned cold, and with the arrival of the first snow, Fangjiazhuang began to fall silent. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Bell! Clang! Clang! ”
The small courtyard next to Zhu Fang's residence has been used as a workshop at this time.
Putting down the sledgehammer and looking at the gradually gray iron, Zhu Fang picked up the jug and took a big sip, sweating like pulp.
If the iron is to be made, it is necessary to forge it many times, and only in this way can the impurities in it be beaten out and the material more pure.
Looking at the formed iron plate, Zhu Fang rested for a while and then started forging again.
It would be too wasteful of time to complete these processes alone, Zhu Fang went to find Fang Xing and asked someone, but because a professional blacksmith was not easy to find, he was temporarily stranded.
In the front hall at this time, Fang Xing was looking at the two big men kneeling on the ground in a daze.
"Young Master, the two of us are sincerely selling ourselves to become naturalized, and we will let you kill you from now on, Young Master."
The two big men were sturdy, if it weren't for Xin Laoqi standing on the side with a knife, Fang Xing probably wouldn't dare to come out.
"This ...... How did you come up with the idea of contributing? ”
Fang Xing was a little puzzled.
"Young master, we are generations of blacksmiths, if we enter the official camp, we will be slaves of the official family for the rest of our lives, young master, we are really sincere!"
The two seven-foot men actually started crying.
I said! Could it be that we wake up and have the spirit of the king? Sitting at home, there are warriors to vote!
However, Fang Xing cautiously did not agree first, but just asked Zhu Fang to inspect their professional standards.
When Zhu Fang was ecstatic and said that these two people were both familiar and had good skills, Fang Xing was even more confused.
It's not going to be fine work, because no one will use a craftsman to do it.
In order not to leak secrets, the craftsmen of each house are under strict supervision, and you can go out if you want to, and you can go out when you become a corpse, and you are dragged to the mass grave by a rotten mat.
Moreover, these two people signed a deed of sale, and no one cared about Fang Xing's killing, so the suspicion of meticulous work was cleared.
Fang Xing was in a trance, he felt that he was likely to have a destiny, otherwise why would someone come to sell himself immediately when there was a shortage of blacksmiths!
At night, on the big bed, after exercising, Fang Xing asked Zhang Shuhui, who was still wheezing.
"Shuhui, if our family's status is honorable, what do you think?"
Zhang Shuhui was counting Fang Xing's abdominal muscles, and when she heard the words, she said casually: "Husband, it's nothing if you are honorable or not, I just want the family to be harmonious and beautiful, and don't secretly be like black corns." ”
This mother-in-law is not a little self-motivated!
The frustrated Fang Xing was furious, so he punished Zhang Shuhui again, causing him to get up late the next day.
……
"Hahaha!"
Just when Fang Xing was in a trance, wondering if the heavens wanted him to come to Daming to change the world, Zhu Zhanji's familiar laughter came in.
Zhu Zhanji was in a good mood, and as soon as he came in, he said, "Brother Dehua, you don't know!" This time, I took the errand of the craftsman's land, and there were a few nobles who secretly expressed their support, hahaha! ”
Covert support?
Fang Xing rubbed his forehead, feeling the urge to slap himself.
it! This is a means for people to secretly show loyalty to the emperor's grandson, do you really think that you are the son of heaven, and you still want to change the dynasty?
Fang Xing's heart was a little gloomy, but also a little happy.
He was glad that he didn't have to work hard to rebel against the country, and he was even more glad that he saved his life.
"That's a good thing!"
Fang Xing felt that he should celebrate this with a big meal, so the dinner was a big plate and a big bowl.
"This mess is delicious!"
Zhu Zhanji is very casual in the Fang family now, just as casually as in his own home.
It's a big pot of simmering crabs, clams, prawns, abalone...... and the freshly harvested Chinese cabbage stalks, boiled into a pot, incomparably fragrant.
Ma Su felt that Zhu Zhanji was too much, and he didn't pay for food when he ate 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, just drank a little wine and ate the spicy crab in front of him, feeling that his life was so far that he had nothing else to ask for.
After eating, Fang Xing told Zhu Zhanji about the two blacksmiths who 'voluntarily' sold themselves, and then he saw the corners of Zhu Zhanji's mouth curled, obviously extremely happy in his heart.
Seeing that others were in a good mood, Fang Xing felt a little unfair, so he took some bad medicine.
"I think these nobles are also playing the trick of betting on both ends, and no one can be offended!"
Zhu Zhanji just smiled when he heard this: "This is a common thing, but there are also nobles who are optimistic about my father, which shows that the Han Wang party is by no means monolithic." ”
Well, Lao Tzu can't play politics with you!
Fang Xing went out to eat aggrievedly, and Zhu Zhanji also followed.
The snow outside is already considerable, and according to the old man of Fangjiazhuang, the weather in Beiping has become colder and colder in recent years, and even the harvest in the field has been affected.
"This is Xiaoice River!"
Fang Xing stepped on the frozen path and walked to the river behind the village.
The surface of the river was bubbling with a misty white gas, and it looked a little more ethereal.
Fang Xing rubbed his somewhat numb face with his hands, turned around and said to Zhu Zhanji: "The chili pepper has been collected, you can arrange it yourself." ”
Zhu Zhanji remembered the spicy crab he ate today, so he smiled and said: "Brother Dehua, this thing is the best to keep out the cold, and it can also dispel dampness, I am going to send some to the capital first, let the imperial grandfather try it, and then collect the seeds, plant them on my Zhuangzi first, and then distribute them to the nine sides after waiting for more." ”
Depend on! But what about my benefits?
Fang Xing said with some unhappiness: "The person in your Zhuangzi is very lazy, don't spoil the pepper!" ”
Zhuangzi is on the left side of Fangjiazhuang, and after seeing and hearing it many times, Fang Xing has despaired of the steward of this Zhuangzi, and feels that Zhu Zhanji is wasting land resources.
Zhu Di dotes on this grandson, so the rewards are endless. A Zhuangzi is really not a matter for Zhu Zhanji. At this time, when Fang Xing said this, he suddenly realized that he was ready to turn around and change his manager.
When he returned home, Fang Xing didn't tell anyone, he quietly went to the backyard, carried a small hoe and began to dig indiscriminately.
After tossing half of the salary, Fang Xingcai looked at the bunches of potato eggs in front of him and smirked,
Because the planting time was a little late, I didn't think about it until today to see the yield.
"That's a lot!"
At that time, he had only planted the size of a basketball court in front of him, so after digging a few holes, the approximate yield could be assessed.
"Hahahaha!"
A big bird flew in the night sky, and as it passed by the backyard, it was so startled by the horrific laughter that it almost fell.
"With such a high yield, even if you plant one season a year, you can still feed your family!"
So the braised potatoes appeared on the breakfast table the next day, and after the two of them smelled the fragrance, they couldn't help twitching their noses and gathered around the big basin.