If Xu Shuhui hadn't taken away the powerful spirit beasts in the mansion, he might have been able to organize a flying food transport team, but now there are only three or two kittens left in the spirit beast park in the mansion, and it would be too much to do so, as a housekeeper who has been in charge of things in the mansion for more than fifteen years, Chang Fu can't think of any other way to buy food.

As far as the current flood scene outside is concerned, it is not that it is almost impossible for the martial artists of the Fierce Realm to move an inch, and even some small warships are easy to be hit out of a hole by the giant trees surrounded by the flood if they are not checked for a while, and in this case, to find food that can be eaten by millions of people is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Looking at Chang Fu's look of disbelief, Tang Luo felt that he needed to popularize some knowledge to his family.

"Come, come, come. Please Fu Bo gather the materials sent by the group of people, I must show you what real technology is!" Tang Luo clasped his hands on his chest and looked proud, wealth and nobility did not return to his hometown, like a brocade robe at night, if he didn't let his family see his skills, he really thought that he would only fight.

This sudden invitation to display skills made Chang Fu laugh, and he could only say respectfully: "The young master is so interested, the old servant shouldn't have refused, but this trip back is to get some spiritual beast meat and send it to the front line, and the young master also knows that the old man is almost living in the front line of flood control now, but the spiritual beast meat that the clan should be in line with the old man's appetite is not very suitable for the old man, and the old servant has to send the meal prepared by the little kitchen." ”

Since the beginning of the flood in the northern mountains began emergency flood control work, as the first of the martial arts, Tang Sen is naturally on the front line of flood fighting, the double power of the bloodline plus the power of the strong warrior to control the land, whether in the construction of embankments and dams, or the flood distribution and detention end of almost all to do one hundred.

On the rescue side, he is one of the few warriors who can jump into the flood with his body without being affected at all, and all the warriors who have worked with him are happy and convinced of Tang Shouza.

The entire flood control front line stretched for dozens of miles, but everywhere Tang Sen went, there was a cheer, as if the flood had receded.

But there are dozens of flood control stations on the periphery of the northern mountains, and Tang Sen needs a day to stay in each place for a while, but fortunately, the fierce realm martial artist is extremely energetic, and he can recover his energy in a few weeks, but as a dual-blooded martial artist, Tang Sen can't just breathe in spiritual energy, he also needs a lot of spiritual food supplements, of course, the clan will not be short of the first food, but he is not very interested in the spiritual food meat arranged by the clan, and he frowns slightly every time he eats.

Although Tang Sen didn't say it, Chang Fu knew at a glance that it was because he was not satisfied with the food, so he came back to let his family make another one to take with him, and planned to do it every day.

While the two were talking, the four little guys walked out with two huge food boxes, although Tang Luo regretted that he could not show his skills to his family, but letting his family eat and drink well is the most important thing, although his mother Xu Shuhui always said that what his father eats is a rice bucket, in fact, his father Tang Sen has very high requirements for the cooking of spiritual food and animal meat, otherwise he would not have set up a special animal hunting team and established a ranch.

The one million catties of beast meat in the cold storage at home are all specific parts of specific beasts, which is enough to show that Tang Sen is picky about his diet, and the spirit meat of the clan must be excellent, but the group of cooks does not understand his father's eating habits, and it is inevitable that he will not be pleased.

Thinking that his father had not eaten well on the front line these days, he hurriedly said to Chang Fu: "Fu Bo will go by himself, don't care about me." ”

Chang Fu nodded, first took the huge food box that the little guy and carried one by one, and then turned his head to Tang Luo and said: "Young master, the materials sent by the people are all stored in the No. 9 warehouse in the South Chamber, I will let She Niang lead you over in a while, do you think it?"

"Trouble Fauber. ”

After the housekeeper with the two large food boxes left, She Niang led Tang Luo to the warehouse in the south chamber and left.

After a while, Tang Luo walked out of the empty warehouse with his hands behind his back, and walked directly to the front hall, calculating the time, Hua Ji should also arrive.

Sure enough, the flower shopkeeper of the Star Pavilion sat in the front hall, staring blankly at the heat of the tea in front of him, but he was full of loneliness.

Tang Luo, who had just entered the front hall, saw Hua Ji's strange appearance, so he asked out loud: "Why do you have such an expression, have you been wronged by something?"

The sudden sound in the quiet room shocked Hua Ji, and when he saw Tang Luo coming, he hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Young master, the little one..."

"No need to salute, sit down, sit down. Tang Luo interrupted Hua Ji with a wave of his hand, sat down on the chair opposite him and said with concern: "Look at your sad face, but is there any problem that can't be solved?"

If it is said that the most important subordinate to him now is undoubtedly Hua Ji in front of him, not to mention the degree of loyalty, it is said that he has given himself the most stable rear in the past two years by taking care of the Xingchen Pavilion in an orderly manner, and the importance is comparable to that of Chang Fu to Tang Sen.

"Thank you young master for your concern, there is nothing that the little one can't solve, it's just... It's just ......" Hua Ji waved his hand to indicate that everything was normal, but he stopped talking, and Tang Luozhi, who looked at it with a tangled look on his face full of doubts and did not dare to ask, frowned, and said seriously: "If you have a question, ask it directly, remember, my steward can't be so twisted." ”

If he wants to guess the thoughts of his subordinates, he will not have to work when there are more people in the future, just guess his thoughts every day, and he must strangle this kind of increasing communication costs in the cradle.

"Small.. The little ones just want to ask. Hanaji asked cautiously, "Star.. Will the Pavilion of the Stars be rebuilt?"

It has been two full months since the flood hit, and he is thinking about this matter all the time, he was directly promoted from a small servant by Tang Luo to the position of the shopkeeper of the Star Pavilion, which can be described as a step to the sky.

But this kind of promotion, which is like a windfall from heaven in one step, also makes many people in the house criticize him, which is why he is reluctant to return to the house but prefers to stay in the cabinet.

There others respected him and loved him, making him feel that he was a great shopkeeper, but a flood hit and completely submerged Xiling, which also meant that there was no more Xingchen Pavilion.

He has been thinking about this problem these days, and the feeling of suffering from gains and losses almost makes him crazy, although his wife has been comforting him, since the young master has arranged a job for him, it means that he is still reused, but he still does not dare to rest assured.

The flood was not only submerged, but also the Star Pavilion, as if his faith had also been buried in the mud, and he felt that he had become the servant Aji of two years ago.

Looking at Hua Ji's appearance of suffering from gains and losses, Tang Luo said angrily: "Of course Xingchen Pavilion will be rebuilt!"

Hua Ji, who received an affirmative reply, looked excited, as if he had come back to life in an instant, and said with a smile: "Really! Great! Long live the young master!"

"Okay, don't be happy, I have something to ask you!" Tang Luo stopped Hua Ji's inexplicable excitement and asked lightly: "How many faces and how many names do you remember at a time?"