In front of Fang Guang's mansion, when he saw that he was in the plains, the greasy yellow turban uncle was also stunned.

The third brother's temper, where can he endure it?

The guards of Fang Guang's mansion clearly saw two lines of white gas, gushing out of Zhang Fei's nose, the world's first steam engine, almost came out thousands of years in advance.

"Turtle goods!"

A sentence of Zhuojun scolding, Yi De raised a fist the size of an vinegar bowl, and was about to rush forward, but his arm was raised, and he felt that his right hand was stretched out to hit someone, with a resistance, it was dark in front of him, and something flew out behind him

Zhang Fei fixed his eyes and saw that Liu Bei fell a few feet in front of him, and his cheeks were bruised at Guan Hai's feet.

"Big brother, big brother, how are you!"

"Alas!"

It turned out that at the critical moment, Liu Bei knew that if this punch continued, he would be in Xuchang, and I was afraid it would be more difficult for him to gain a foothold.

At the moment when Zhang Fei punched, he grabbed the third brother's arm, and was made into a dirt plane by a strange force.

"Big brother, it's so aggrieved, our brother, when did you suffer this?"

Since the age of twelve, he has been an old cannon in Zhuojun, the third brother who monopolizes the meat supply industry, and he stepped forward to help his big ears in a few steps, and his voice was already vaguely choked.

Guan Yu's complexion changed from a piece of red to a few pieces of snow white in the middle, which looked very scary.

"Captain Guan, if you don't see Fang Junshou today, then you will come to the door another day!"

"They are all fellow villagers, and they should take care of each other here!"

Liu Bei held his waist, stood up strongly, stammered a few polite words, and then bowed his head, gloomily with Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, and left Fang Guang's mansion.

At this moment, Guan Hai, who has a monstrous hatred for this person, can't help but feel sympathy, the lonely back of the big ears, coupled with the fallen leaves in early autumn on the streets of Xuchang, looks like it has a sense of gloom.

"I knew now, why bother in the first place! Who is our family? There are eyes that don't know gold and jade! ”

Guan Hai muttered, let go of his hand from the hilt, turned his head and went back to the house to return to his life, Liu Bei and the three of them, and the figure slowly disappeared into the corner of the street.

In 196 AD, the eleventh day after the mango planting, in Liu Bei's view, was his darkest day.

The road of Big Ears is getting narrower and narrower, and he has done everything, but he is sliding towards the abyss of nothing.

"Big brother, otherwise, let's leave Xuchang tonight, it's too depressing, it's better to be free and easy when I was in Xie Liang and grab some mung beans to sell!"

The second brother inadvertently revealed his case record, but Liu Bei's face was in a trance, as if he hadn't heard the words of his good brother.

Suddenly, Xuande's eyes looked at a shop somewhere on the street of Xuchang, and the gray and black color flashed, and the essence in his eyes burst out.

At this darkest hour, Heaven seems to have opened a door for Big Ear, a door that is enough to establish the emperor's deeds.

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei also saw that the eldest brother was wrong, and suddenly became excited, thinking that Liu Bei had something wrong with his spirit, but heard a soft baritone.

"Second brother, third brother, wrong, it's the eldest brother, it's always wrong, since the way of heaven, the loss is more than enough to make up for the shortage, fighting is not fighting, not fighting is fighting!"

"When a gentleman is in trouble, he should concentrate on learning and be punctual about the situation, this is the king!"

"Understood, I understood, Yun Chang, Yi De, have you seen it, the book club ahead, it is the way of heaven to the three brothers of me, pointing the way!"

"Today, if you don't buy books and spend all this money, I won't agree! Go to Ni, Ma, and don't give gifts again! ’

After the big ears enlightened, his mouth was full of wise words, mixed with scolding voices, but it was more down-to-earth.

He turned around, snatched the gift for Fang Guang from the hands of his entourage, who was also dejected, and threw it on the street, then took out the money bag on his waist and weighed the copper coins.

Liu Xuande shook his long arm, took the two 10,000 enemies behind him, and rushed straight into the bookstore.

Half an hour later, Xuande, who had spent the money, returned to the mansion with two boxes of books, carried by Zhang Fei.

From this day on, for half a month, Xuande changed his mind, no longer went around camping, and studied at home behind closed doors every day, and did not see a few poor outsiders.

He also restrained Guan Yu and Zhang Fei from going out of the mansion, and when the three of them were tired from studying, they managed the garden in the mansion to grow vegetables.

Gradually, there is a royal uncle of the clan in Xuchang, who has the style of pre-Qin celebrities, and his reputation in the downtown area has spread intentionally or unintentionally in Xuchang City!

In the south of Xuchang, the mansion of the Sima family, Fang Guang Sima Yi, who had rejected Cao Cao's solicitation, looked at the distillers in the courtyard that were leaking water and gas everywhere, and shook his head helplessly.

Sima Bada's Sima Zhongda, the old man who influenced the thousand-year-old fortune of this world in later generations, at this time, was still a young and wise Fang Guanglang.

In the city of Xuchang, with the dedication of the emperor to the Gaomen family, who doesn't know now, the strongest wine in the world, the most forgetful wine, is the Dongjun Taishou, Xuchang to create the brewed shochu?

In a few liquor shops in the city, before the hour of the day, there are people who buy wine, waiting outside the door.

Even in the valley workshop in the north of the city, there were well-informed people from the family, ambushing along the road, just waiting for the robbery of wine to buy, and in the end, Fang Guang specially mobilized Zhao Yun's troops to escort him, which protected the soju from entering the city safely.

Sima Yi was gifted and intelligent, and when he heard that there was a distiller, he used all his means to buy the workshop in the valley and protect the soldiers in the valley, and actually got him the outline of this thing.

The Sima family has a very rich heritage, and they have all the resources to squander Sima Yi.

Fang Guang spent more than ten days and also made a machine, which was similar to Fang Guang's construction, but it was completely useless, either it was leaking, or the pressure was not enough, and the channel for distilling moisture also brought out the koji.

Sima Yi, who has never forgotten to read and learns everything in the world, only then did he know that there was still him in the world, and it was difficult to find out the context.

Today, it is still the case, seeing that the servants in the house are already busy sweating profusely, but they still can't make a drop of wine syrup, Sima Yi waved his hand helplessly and slowly spoke.

"It's all stopped, this thing can't be used anymore, it's worse every time, I think, it's caused by the lack of furnace temperature!"

"It's a simple thing, but it contains so many truths, Dongjun Fang Guang, how profound is your way of the pre-Qin Ghost Valley, or?"

Twelve-year-old Sima Yi muttered, his brows furrowed tightly, and his forehead seemed to have grown a piece of flesh and a walnut.

He has been like this since he was a child, and whenever he thinks too deeply, he will show this face.

Behind Sima Yi, a young man, wearing a high crown and a brocade robe, looked like he was born in a high family, and he couldn't help but wonder when he saw his younger brother so exhausted.

"Zhongda, what's wrong? A little gadget, how can you still be so attentive? ”

"I remember, the last time I saw you frowning, it was when my father asked you how to get rid of Dong Zhuo!"

The person who spoke was naturally Sima Lang, the boss of Sima Bada, who was now under Sikong Cao Cao, and he could be described as a young man.