Chapter 237: Wrapped in the World

Zhao Ming was silent for a while and said, "If there is any news from the paper mill, tell me." ”

He was a little unaccustomed to sitting, so he got up and said goodbye, "I'll go back first." ”

Zhao Hanzhang habitually retained, "Doesn't my uncle stay and eat before leaving?" ”

"Dinner?" Zhao Ming glanced at her and asked, "We're going to sit like this for half a day?" ”

Zhao Hanzhang was silent, and pulled Fu Tinghan to send him out together, she found out that Zhao Ming really liked Fu Tinghan, and his face was three points better when facing him, not at all like when facing her.

Zhao Ming said as he walked out, "Don't toss about the iron pot and soybean oil." ”

"Oh." Zhao Hanzhang should be down, but if he doesn't listen to her, it is estimated that Fu Tinghan knows.

Zhao Ming didn't know if he believed it or not, anyway, he left.

The snow is so beautiful that it's a good time to enjoy it.

Zhao Ming returned home, stood in front of the window and watched the snow for a while, then beckoned a long follower, handed him a stack of invitations and said: "The snow should stop tonight, you send a few posts out, and invite them into the garden tomorrow to enjoy the snow." ”

Chang Sui took the post and bowed back.

Zhao Ming called the housekeeper and asked, "How many new dishes use iron pots?" “

Without waiting for the housekeeper to answer, he said: "Let the kitchen prepare, tomorrow I will feast in the garden, let them make stir-fried vegetables, the dishes must be delicious, not cold, all cooked in soybean oil." ”

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment and then responded.

Zhao Ming said: "If the manpower and pot are not enough, go to the old house to borrow it." ”

The housekeeper responded, waited for a while, and saw that Zhao Ming had no other instructions, so he bowed down and retreated.

Wang agreed without thinking about it, and lent out the chef who made the best stir-fry at home.

She has been recommending wok and soybean oil to her concubines, but with little success, and there are even rumors outside that she is willing to risk her life to eat soybean oil every day in order to support her daughter.

Wang: ...... On weekdays, everyone eats things made of beans, tofu and bean sprouts can be eaten, why can't soybean oil be eaten?

At this time, there is finally a person who appreciates his face, and Wang can't wait to prepare all the dishes for people.

Zhao Ming, the word is pronounced, Zhao's spokesperson for the younger generation in Yuzhou, he wants to invite guests to dinner, and no one can refuse.

All those who received the post gladly agreed.

He refused to leave, but just sent a caravan back to Shudi, and he also brought a few guards to stop here.

He was happy to go to Zhao's Dock Fort, but he now lived in the manor outside the Song family's city, and if he wanted to go to Zhao's Dock Fort, he had to go to the county seat, and he could only get there from this end of the city gate to the other end of the city gate, and before he entered the city gate, he met Fu Tinghan who was about to go out of the city.

The two cars were running opposite each other.

Because Zhao Ming mentioned the paper mill yesterday, Fu Tinghan decided to go and see it today.

It fell for half a day and half of the night, and the earth was covered in plain at this time, and out of the county seat, it was all white everywhere that came into view.

Fu Tinghan wore a cloak, sat in the car with a hand stove, occasionally glanced out, and saw that the sky and the earth were all snow-white colors, so he deliberately asked the car to stop, he got out of the car, and stepped on the snow to make a creaking sound.

He had never seen such heavy snowfall, but it was the first time he had seen a perfect snow scene like this, where the sky and the earth were white.

Fu Tinghan stepped on the snow and walked forward slowly, but her mind drifted far away, Hanzhang rarely saw such snow, did she know that the snow scene outside the city was so beautiful?

The heavens and the earth are very quiet, and they are still very far away, and people walking in the snow are like a little ant, so small.

They are now non-stop, can they really change the history in Hanzhang's memory, keep Yuzhou, and keep it from being destroyed by troubled times?

Fu Tinghan stopped and looked at the end of the sky as far as his eye could see, in front of nature, people are so small, so in the original historical process, how much role can the two of them have?

Fu Tinghan stood on the side of the road and looked into the distance in a daze, a carriage came from a distance, slowed down when it got closer, and finally stopped on the side of the road.

Fu An stood aside and watched vigilantly.

Zhu Chuan opened the curtain and saw that it was Fu Tinghan and said with a smile: "Why is Fu Dalangjun standing on the side of the road, is there something wrong with the car?" ”

Fu An saw that Lang Jun was still in a daze, so he reached out and pushed him, "Lang Jun." ”

Fu Tinghan came back to his senses, but he was still a little stunned, and Mu Mu turned his head to look at him.

Fu An motioned for him to look back, "It's the princes." ”

Fu Tinghan turned around, only then did he see Zhu Chuan, he was curious, "Why are you here?" ”

This was really a little unkind, but Zhu Chuan didn't care, but said with a smile: "Zhao's Ming Gongzi is holding a banquet in the mansion, I will go to participate, what's the matter, didn't Fu Dalangjun receive the post?" ”

Fu Tinghan shook his head honestly, he understood why Zhao Ming wanted to set up a banquet after a little thought, it seems that although Zhao Ming disagrees with Hanzhang in his mouth, he does not work for her in private.

Does this count as a straight mouth?

Fu Tinghan couldn't help but smile, he asked the coachman to lead the carriage aside, and let Zhu Chuan go first, "Zhu Gongzi go first." ”

Zhu Chuan was stunned for a moment, looked at Fu Tinghan, who had no different color on his face, and suddenly felt a little ashamed, so he was not in a hurry to leave, but asked: "Fu Dalangjun traveled in winter, I don't know where to go?" ”

Fu Tinghan paused for a moment and said, "Go and have a look in the other courtyard." ”

The two of them were speechless again.

Fu Tinghan suddenly missed Zhao Hanzhang a little, with her, the scene would definitely not cool down.

Fu Tinghan looked at Zhu Chuan with an innocent face, and hoped that he would leave quickly.

Zhu Chuan actually understood what he meant, and after being stunned for a moment, he couldn't help laughing, raised his hand and saluted: "Then don't disturb Fu Dalangjun, and say goodbye first." ”

Fu Tinghan returned the salute and began to walk on his own when he saw him get in the car.

Fu An hurriedly followed behind, and the coachman also pulled the carriage to follow.

Zhu Chuan, who was sitting in the car, opened the curtain and peeked out, and saw him walking slowly forward in the snow, and the two servants and a car followed him a foot away, and did not disturb him.

The legends were thoughtful.

Seeing that he had been pondering for a long time, Chang Sui couldn't help but shout, "Lang Jun? ”

Zhu Chuan returned to his senses, lowered the curtains, and said, "Let's go." ”

The carriages of the various families also moved, Fu Tinghan had forgotten him, and even left Fu An and the coachman who followed behind him, no one knew what was going on in his head.

Fu An shrunk his neck and followed, only stepping forward when he needed to turn to signal that it was time for their family Langjun to turn.

The three of them slowly walked to the paper mill in a car, fortunately, the paper mill is not very far from the city gate, just next to Zhao Hanzhang's Zhuangzi, where her tenants and long-term workers are all hers, and there is a river, the paper mill is built in the downstream of the river, not very far from Zhuangzi.

There were puddles in the workshop, and when the craftsman saw Fu Tinghan, he immediately greeted him, "Lang Jun, there are three pits where the materials are soaked in the fibers you said." ”

Fu Tinghan slowly came back to his senses, nodded and said, "Go and have a look." ”

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