The two fat men found that whether it was Shen San, the owner of the grain store, Niu Er, the owner of the butcher shop, and the three landlords Lao Cai, they were all afraid of the little junior brother.

They carry grain up the mountain, they carry fresh beef up the mountain, and they carry the flat shoulder up the mountain, they must all be here to give gifts to the little junior brother.

Looking at the half of the cow on Niu Er's shoulder, Xiong Da and Xiong Er's gluttonous drool.

They are too poor on this mountain.

I haven't eaten meat in three months.

Not to mention eating meat, I'm afraid that in a few days, we will run out of food.

Now, they eat coarse grain dumplings and green vegetable porridge every day, and they have old pickle lumps, which is their three meals a day.

Now Xiong Da and Xiong Er understand, no wonder the little junior brother in charge came back, he slept for a day and a night, and he didn't even eat, and the emotional little junior brother was waiting for them to send food and meat up the mountain.

At this moment.

The two fat men admired their little junior brother, and the one they admired was called a five-body throw.

Since that diarrhea incident, the two of them have been angry and afraid of the little junior brother, and they want to kill him, but they are afraid that he will use strange and evil methods to rectify them.

Now, they support the little brother from the bottom of their hearts.

No, it's to support the boss from the bottom of my heart.

In order to show the majesty of the nameless yam herb garden, the two fat men tore open the broken gong throat and sang the war song loudly, the sound was simply earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods.

The villagers wept.

It's so shocking, it's so moving.

How can there be such a good, uplifting song in the world?

My tears are all down, don't stop me, let my tears flow a little longer.

Actually, the real situation is......

The villagers were devastated and wept by the harsh and terrible singing.

You two dead fat people, is there no end?

People want money to sing, but you guys are terrible when you sing!

God, I beg you, be merciful, and take these two dead fat men away!

Among the hundreds of people present, the woman in red was the only one who appreciated the song.

The song is melodious, catchy, playful and cute, evoking memories of her childhood, driving away all the troubles in her heart and making her mood extremely beautiful.

She whispered, and the more she sang, the more fascinated she became.

She was shocked to find that the person who created this song was simply a genius!

This song is definitely not composed by two fat people like idiots.

It can't be Li Busan.

The answer is on the horizon.

It had to be him!

It must be this song created by Fan Jian.

“...... Love the master, love labor, and make meritorious contributions to the villagers when you grow up......"

After Li Busan's death, the head of the nameless yam herb garden was Fan Jian, who actually arranged the word "master" in the lyrics, and added a "love" in front of it.

How narcissistic this man is, how shameless!

The woman in red was shocked again.

It's shameless!

The woman in red realized that today was really a long experience.

She felt that Fan Jian's face was thicker than the walls of the Yun Clan's royal family.

Uh-no!

Using the royal city wall as a metaphor for Fan Jian's face is simply an insult to the royal city wall.

Where does Fan Jian want face?

He's shameless at all!

Just as she was thinking about it, the shameless guy finally appeared.

Fan Jian was angry.

He hated it when people came to disturb him while he was eating.

Although he only ate eight coarse grain dumplings for breakfast, drank half a pot of green vegetable porridge, and nibbled on a whole fist-sized old pimple pickles.

However, such a hearty breakfast is definitely not something that everyone can enjoy.

He touched his belly and lazily walked out of the kitchen.

"Meet Master Fan. ”

Hold the pine nuts and bow down.

"Meet Master Fan. ”

Shen San, Niu Er, Tang Long, and the three landlords Lao Cai all bowed to Fan Jian.

"Okay, okay, since you're here, don't talk so much nonsense, 10,000 catties of grain, 10,000 catties of beef, and 71,000 taels of silver, have you sent them?"

Fan Jian wants meat, grain, and silver.

He didn't care if others were polite to him or not, he hated this kind of old-fashioned etiquette, he felt that it was good to meet each other, say hello, and shake hands.

"Master Fan, fortunately, we allocated food overnight, and finally in the early hours of this morning, we gathered 10,000 catties of food, no, I will send it to the mountain immediately. ”

Shen San, the owner of the grain store, smiled shyly and did not forget to invite credit.

Tang Long said on the side: "Master Qi Fan, I personally supervise Shen San and Niu Er, the allocated grain, and the slaughtered beef, I dare to guarantee that 10,000 catties of grain are all new grain, and 10,000 years of beef are all fresh beef without disease." ”

Fan Jian glanced at him and said, "Good job." ”

Tang Long was flattered.

Immediately bowed down and said, "Thank you Master Fan for your praise, it's all within Xiao Tang's responsibility." ”

Niu Er opened his mouth a few times on the side, but he didn't interject.

He felt a little angry in his heart.

After a hard night, I didn't even sleep, and finally got together enough 10,000 catties of beef, I originally wanted to go up the mountain, and Fan Jian was close to it, and I released my suspicions, but it was robbed by Tang Long.

Niu Erxin is unwilling.

He carried half a cow and said urgently: "Master Fan, I have sent you 10,000 catties of beef, I have asked people to carve the two tombstones of your master, I invited the stone carver of the Luzimen number in the city, the top carver in the city, he promised to carve the tombstone within three days, and when the time comes, I hope that Master Fan will go to the bridge to uncover the tomb of the master." ”

Fan Jian smiled and nodded.

Today, he is really impressed by Niu Er.

This old boy is a rough man, but he also has careful times, which is not bad, and he deserves praise.

Fan Jian's smile made Niu Er's heart bloom.

Hehe, I finally got the smile reward from Master Fan, and I didn't work in vain all night.

At this time.

The three landlords and old fortunes came forward to offer treasures.

"Master Fan, this is my little wish, 35,000 taels of silver. ”

"Master Fan, this is my Xiaoliang, offering 28,000 taels of silver. ”

"Master Fan, this is the eight thousand taels of silver that I offered to Xiao Tang. ”

The three fat and white-haired landlords all bowed to Fan Jian, respectfully like a grandson.

Fan Jian's gaze swept over the bags of grain, the pieces of fresh beef flowing with blood, and the boxes of white silver, which was refreshing in his heart.

He waved his hand, "Xiong Da, Xiong Er, come here, lead the way, and send all this grain, beef and silver into our warehouse." ”

"Master, here we are. ”

Xiong Da and Xiong Er were so excited that they almost went crazy.

It's true!

These people are really here to give gifts to the head of the family.

OMG!

10,000 catties of grain! 10,000 catties of beef!

When will I finish eating?!

And more than 70,000 taels of silver with white flowers!

OMG!

So much silver can be piled up into a mountain of silver.

I have never seen so much silver since I came out of my mother's womb.

Uh-no!

It should be that I came out of my mother's womb, and I have never heard of so much silver.

Little junior brother!

Brother-in-charge!

How exactly do you do that?

Could it be that you are immortal and possessed by the gods?