The two attendants nodded wildly.

"Master, it's really delicious!"

"This is the best tea Nu Ping has ever drunk in his life!"

Listening to the words of the two entourage, Sima Fang's curiosity had already risen in his heart, but he still subconsciously belittled it.

"What tea have you two drunk? Is this the best way to drink? What about the soup and tea at the banquet in front of the palace? ”

The two attendants looked at each other awkwardly, lowered their heads, and did not dare to say anything more.

After all, they really haven't drunk any tea, and they don't dare to compare with the well-informed master.

However, this milk tea is really delicious!

The older attendant had been by Sima Fang's side for a long time, and he thought that he had a little more face than the average servant, and asked tentatively:

"Master, it's cold outside, this milk tea is hot and warm, do you want to deign to taste it?"

He really didn't want the master to miss out on such a good thing.

Moreover, if the old man tastes milk tea elsewhere a day later and thinks it is delicious, it is inevitable that he will not settle the account on them, saying that they are not conscientious enough.

Sima Fang looked at the sparkling eyes of his entourage, and paused for a long time, until the milk cart in the teapot was boiling and a seductive aroma came out, and then he bowed his head slightly.

The two entourages were overjoyed, hurriedly prepared the cup, poured a cup for the master first, and eagerly brought it to Sima Fang, "Master, please, burn it carefully." ”

"Hmm." Sima Fang held it and motioned to his entourage to put his things down, and he first read the pinyin alphabet in his hand.

However, at the moment when the entourage turned around, he secretly swallowed his saliva.

But the etiquette of the aristocracy cannot be abolished, even if he desires it in his heart, he will wait until the two entourages happily drink their share, and then he pretends not to care and takes up the cup of milk tea that is cooled.

The aroma is a little lighter than before, but the smell is still as enticing.

Sima Fang blew, blew open the beige milk foam on it, and took a shallow sip, the spicy ginger juice and the mellow sweetness of the milk were mixed together, just neutralizing each other, like silky satin.

Sima Fang's eyes lit up, and when he realized the change in his expression, he hurriedly looked back at the two entourage.

The two entourages who were staring at him met the gaze of their master, hurriedly lowered their heads, pretended not to see him enjoying it, secretly glanced at each other, and smiled.

Sure enough, after a while, I heard a faint sentence from the house: "It's okay, it's not bad to warm up, add another cup." ”

The two retinues were happy at first, and Amway succeeded.

Then he saw the teapot that had been emptied by the two of them, looked at Sima Fang embarrassedly, and said worriedly:

"Master, there is no more ......"

"Wouldn't you go and ask for another one?" Sima Fang was not angry.

The elder attendant explained: "Just these two servings, they are gone, you said before that they were both rewarded to slaves, so they have been drunk by slaves......"

Sima Fang: "......"

The three eyes looked at each other, and Sima Fang only felt that he was being looked hot by these two pairs of innocent eyes.

It's like being "snapped" in the face with two big slaps.

Fortunately, this embarrassment did not last long, and the cronies who went to the bathhouse to take a bath came back refreshed.

"Master, this bathhouse is really comfortable, the hot water is pouring from head to toe, everyone is warm, and it is not cold in that hall at all, do you want to wash up?" The cronies excitedly.

Sima Fangchong's two entourages waved their hands, out of sight and out of mind.

Only then did he look at the refreshed appearance of his cronies, and asked in disbelief: "Is it really so warm?" ”

He wasn't quite convinced.

This man is getting older, and his body is getting worse and worse than before, thinking that when he was young, he dared to wash his face with cold water on cold days.

Now that I'm older, warm water is passed over my face, but whenever a little wind blows in, I can shiver with cold.

Not to mention bathing in the winter.

Even in the old mansion where the fire dragon burned vigorously, he didn't dare to strip naked and nest in the bathtub.

If a cold wind accidentally blows, his old bones will definitely be finished directly.

But now it is not the past, and the cronies are eager to give the world Amway Xu Jiajun's public bathhouse, and stepped forward excitedly:

"Master, don't you know, the bathhouse is warm, and there is no wind in it, the water is steamy, people only feel hot and panicked, and it is really not cold at all."

"No, dinner is still coming in a while, so it's better to take a hot shower at this time."

As he spoke, seeing that Sima Fang was a little moved, he made persistent efforts, "I inquired with the director of the post house, not all post houses have public baths, only one every three hundred miles." ”

"The next one with such a big bathhouse will have to wait until the county seat of Zhuoxian County."

"Three hundred miles? So far? "Sima Fang Annai can't stop it, it's really that there is no such shop in this village.

Don't look at the lack of anything on his face, but when he sees that his cronies are refreshing, I don't know if it's a psychological effect, I just feel that my body is a little itchy and unbearable.

A cronie is worthy of being a cronie, and he can read his master's thoughts at a glance, and boldly pulled him up from the kang, "Let's go, let's go, I'm going to miss dinner if it's too late." ”

Sima Fang also took advantage of the situation to get down from the kang, called the two entourages at the door, took a change of clothes, and went to the public bathroom.

As soon as he entered the bathroom door, a stream of hot water vapor hit his face, and Sima Fang knew that he had no way to refuse such warmth.

The water at just the right temperature sprays out of the overhead shower, so you can wash your hair with you.

The soap made of soaphorn and pig pancreas was smeared all over the body, and when he washed it with water, the stickiness on his body disappeared instantly, and Sima Fang only felt that the skin on his body had never been so refreshing, and he sighed comfortably.

"Not bad, not bad, really good~"

No wonder Zhongda's stinky boy never wanted to go back when he arrived in Xujiazhuang.

Sima Fang also wanted to flush the hot water again, but unfortunately, his hot water ran out.

Because it is a public bathhouse in the post house, it is free of charge internally, so the amount of two buckets of hot water per person is fixed, and Sima Fang uses the internal free quota, and if you want to add another bucket of hot water, you have to add money.

Xu Jiajun's territory was full of chips, and Sima Fang had no way to send someone to change the wooden chips, so he could only dry his hair and body with a wide towel and withdraw from the bathhouse.

Looking at the Xu Jiajun in the past, who had short hair that was neatly attached to the scalp, and the towel dried in two or three clicks, and then looked at the long hair that he coiled on the top of his head and didn't dare to leak the wind when he picked it up with a towel, Sima Fang showed a look of sudden realization.

"That's ....... so"

It turns out that the reason why Xu Jiajun basically has short hair is to wash his hair and dry it quickly to avoid getting cold.

It's convenient.

I didn't dare to sigh with emotion, Sima Fang, who was already wearing the military uniform of the Xu family, was resolutely impossible to give up his long hair.

Even if he still had to go back to the house and roast it on the fire for half an hour, the notion of his parents could not be shaken.

took a hot bath, weighed two taels on his body, ate a comfortable dinner, lay on the warm kang, and Sima Fang, who had been insomnia for many days, slept until dawn.

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