Hutou City, including some villages and towns outside Hutou City, almost every household has a cellar.

Yan is located in the north of the Central Plains, and Beifeng County is the north of Yan Kingdom, so the winter here is relatively long, and it is necessary to store vegetables, fruits and grains for nearly four to six months in autumn, and the best and most cost-effective way is to cellar.

There is also a large cellar under the former house, because it is not only necessary to store the food needed by the hyena gang and the people, but also to store some gold and silver goods.

However, the cellar had been emptied a few days earlier.

More than a dozen barbarian slaves are working here, and there are many cauldrons and utensils inside.

The blind man walked in front with a lantern, and Xue San dragged his three legs and followed behind slowly.

The two of them walked down a series of steps into the cellar.

On the wall on one side of the cellar, some letters are written in chalk, which were left by Ah Ming.

2NaHCO+ Ca(OH)==== CaCO+ 2NaOH +2 HO………

"Heh, it looks pretty advanced."

Xue San looked at the chemical equation above and smiled.

"It's just middle school chemistry." Blind North said calmly.

"Okay, if I haven't learned chemistry well in the future, I won't dare to cross it."

"Well, that's true." The blind man Bei stretched out his finger and pointed around, and said, "Recently, Ah Ming may be more accompanied by the Lord as a blackboard, and the place where he was originally in charge will be handed over to you for the time being."

Soap can already be made, perfume distillation and extraction technology has been formed, these barbarian slaves, you keep an eye on it.

It is better to kill by mistake than to let one go. ”

"Yes, I know."

Soap and perfume are related to the future development of the inn, so naturally there is no room for error, and for the time being, because there are not enough manpower, they can only use these barbarian slaves received from the hyena gang to work.

"Okay, in two days, the first batch of goods should be sufficient, and I will go to Tumancheng to find a big business house in the future to see if I can directly subcontract it."

"Isn't it a long stream?"

"Let's make quick money, after the first batch of goods is out, you can start preparing to recruit and form cavalry, and when the time comes, you will have to let people go to the desert again."

"The convict tribe that Fan Li said?"

"Let's see, it's hard to be completely sure yet."

"Okay, I'll help you take care of it here, there won't be a problem."

"You do things, I don't worry, if you have a problem, look for Ah Ming."

"Okay, got it, it's not annoying that you nag so much."

"Actually, if the Lord can make great progress in cultivation, we won't have to be so troublesome."

"It's too difficult to travel a thousand miles in a day, but you can work hard in a thousand miles."

"Okay, that piece of paper, you dispose of it yourself, I'll go up first."

"Hmm."

Watching the blind man walk up the steps with a lantern and leave the cellar,

Xue San silently sat down against the wall,

He knows that

This is actually equivalent to a kind of distribution, and it can be regarded as a warning.

"Look at what, work, or you won't have anything to eat!"

Xue San pointed at these barbarian slaves and shouted.

Followed by

His mouth puffed up and he exhaled,

Muttered:

"Hey, it looks like you want to be the boss, hehe, an old vegetable gang of 404."

"It's better than you eunuch."

Blind Manbei's voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of Xue San's heart.

Xue Sanlao's face turned red, and he immediately said:

"Mom, don't give people a little privacy!"

"Sorry, I just forgot to close it, close it now, ............ again"

Xue San snorted and said:

"Stinky blind man."

"Dead ............ Lame............ Sub............"

"............" Xue San.

…

At the edge of the soup pool, Zheng Fan soaked in the pool, and the obvious pain on his body had disappeared, but from time to time he always gave people a feeling of motion sickness, as if he had become a bottle filled with half a glass of water, and he began to rattle when he moved slightly.

Towel, covering the face, imagining that he has returned to the West.

"Squeak......

Siniang walked in with a fruit plate, bringing bursts of aroma.

Walking to the soup pool, Siniang sat down, holding a washed grape in her hand, and peeled it.

Reaching out again and gently lifting the corner of the towel on Zheng Fan's face, Zheng Fan also opened his mouth and put the grapes in his mouth.

"Lord, do you like to eat grapes?"

Zheng Fan replied in his throat.

"It's a pity that this grape is a little bigger, and the best grapes in the world are more filial than this, and they have a durable taste."

"On the big night, don't say anything out of place."

"I hate it, my lord, the slave family is talking about fragrant grapes, which are similar to fragrant fruit corn."

"Well, I'm not pure."

"Lord, are you tired?"

"Hmmm......"

"Are we putting too much pressure on you?"

"No, today I was made like I had a fever, and I didn't feel very comfortable."

"Then the slave family will give you a massage?"

"No need, I'll go to bed after a while by myself, Ming'er still has to go to class, tonight, I don't need a massage, and I didn't get beaten anyway."

I wasn't beaten, but I loved to check.

"Okay, then the lord, you rest early, and the slave family will retreat first."

Siniang got up slowly, walked out of the door, and turned around to close the door.

At the moment when the door closes,

Siniang's face showed a little sadness.

Although the Lord is an ordinary person and has lived to adulthood as an ordinary person, he and others are comic characters created by the Lord after all.

The creator who can immerse himself in horror-themed comics and never let go of his death, his heart must be lonely, and he is also sensitive.

The blind man didn't tell the Lord the truth, but because he and the others were eager to improve their strength again, they seemed to have really oppressed the Lord too much.

Siniang bit her upper lip, she wanted to go in and explain all these things to the Lord, but after hesitating, she still didn't push the door open.

All the sorrow turned into a soft sigh, Siniang turned around, and her figure disappeared into the night.

…………

In fact, Zheng Fan really doesn't have much hypocrisy in his heart.

Because from the very beginning, he was very accurate in his positioning.

For example, although these six subordinates seem to be fighting to please themselves every day, it is like the principal organizing a "military parade" before the end of the students' military training in order to have fun.

The students collectively shouted hello to the principal, and the principal waved his hand and shouted that the students had worked hard.

In fact, who takes whom seriously in their hearts?

If Zheng Fan really put himself in the supreme position of "Lord", he would have let Siniang sleep a long time ago.

After all, it's the mood to play a sidekick during a massage in the evening, once or twice once or twice;

It's like this every night, and that's torture.

As for saying that they forced themselves, Zheng Fan felt it, but he didn't have much disgust, he suffered a little and suffered a little crime, as long as he could improve his strength, Zheng Fan thought it was worth it.

A person who can only stand behind his back and watch his subordinates rush to kill himself and stand next to him and shout "666" is a strange thing to have the confidence to be really respected.

Just like young people shouting to their parents to be independent and free, when you don't need to rely on your parents to help or even help your parents in reverse, you will naturally be free.

It is

There's a little bit of melancholy.

It seems that in the days when I just woke up in the inn, everyone got along with each other with a kind of family affection that was the same person who had fallen from the end of the world, but now, the feeling at the beginning seems to be really fading.

But the road is walked by itself, since you choose to take this road, hypocrisy, is really a burden.

"Ahhh............hh

Zheng Fan whispered "shouting".

And then

His eyes looked at the stone floating in front of him again.

Every day, when I take a bath, I take it with me and put it in the pool, and I also drape it with a towel.

"Smack!"

Zheng Fan kicked the stone to the other end of the soup pool.

It wasn't long before the stone slowly floated back in a towel.

"It's all you, why haven't you come out yet?"

Zheng Fan was really tired.

"Magic Pill" is the best work in the studio at the beginning, it is his own hard work, in the case of this world, Magic Pill is his own lineage!

But this descendant doesn't know what's going on, and after sealing himself into the stone, he won't go out of the door, and he won't be more beautiful than everyone.

If the magic pill is here, even if it doesn't lick itself, even if it is cold to itself,

But when he faced the blind Liang Cheng and his gang,

Heart

It will undoubtedly add a lot of confidence!

He stretched out his hand, picked up the stone, and put it in front of him.

In the past, I often heard my peers say that their works were like their sons, and at that time I thought their metaphor was too hypocritical.

Even if it's your own son, if he cries and is disobedient, especially when you stare at him doing his homework, you will often have the idea of stuffing him back in.

But in this world, in this environment,

and others,

The shrewdness of the blind man, the running train of Xue San, the coldness of Liang Cheng, the gentleness of Siniang, the silliness of Fan Li, the arrogance of Ah Ming,

their image,

One by one, they went through Zheng Fan's mind.

In the end,

In fact, I still feel that there is a layer of separation.

"Alas, smash ......"

Zheng Fan felt that his eyes were a little astringent, and said with emotion:

"Daddy misses you."

This voice is still a little depressed.

Even in his own house, Zheng Fan didn't dare to shout loudly to vent his emotions.

Shaking his head,

He threw the stone into the pool again.

Zheng Fan climbed out of the soup pool, picked up a nearby dry towel and wiped his body briefly, and then went to the bed in the back to rest.

After Zheng Fan left,

In the soup pool,

There was only one stone left there,

What Zheng Fan didn't see was that

Not long after he left,

The water in the pool began to turn black slowly.

The originally warm pool water began to cool rapidly, and even condensed some ice crystals.

If Siniang or Xue San were in the room at this time,

will definitely exclaim:

What a strong ......

Murderous!