The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 111 Fang Yu burst into tears

Even Fang Yu couldn't say he cared very much. What he cared about most was the blacksmiths and carpenters.

In his eyes, these old masters are treasures. As long as they are well fed and clothed, and he can give them some skills in the future, they will surely be able to unleash their great creativity.

At least the first steam engine, the first organ machine gun (an early version of a machine gun), and the first airship or glider (steam-assisted power) in human history will be born from them.

These people are much more valuable than the Confucian disciples and the officials in the imperial court. It is definitely not possible to become deaf before being trained.

Fang Yu said a lot of flattering words, and then took the initiative to put forward suggestions for improvement: "... It is not feasible to directly blast water from the sky. Not only will the noise be ridiculous, but the impact on Erpokou will be too great, even if the river The bottom is full of rocks, I’m afraid it won’t be able to hold it for three to five days.”

"You still need to find a tube to let it flow down naturally. A small hospital infusion hose is good. It is long enough and has a small pulley to adjust the water volume. It is perfect." Fang Yu continued.

Teacher Pan said speechlessly: "Isn't this what I said yesterday? I told you to wait two days to go to the drugstore to buy an intravenous drip. You have to say...what are you talking about? By the way, you said "No need to bother, Just help me find two plastic bags to put them in, and you must be on time and follow the plan." "

Teacher Pan also rarely activated the taunting skill, and Fang Yu heard something strange in his ears...

Originally it would have been best to buy a soft bottle + infusion set, but the drugstore near the community was fined by the Food and Drug Administration for selling "Cordyceps Kidney Strengthening King". Incidentally, it was found that they had prescribed medicine to people many times, and finally they simply gave it away. A notice of closure for rectification.

So Teacher Pan had no choice but to find another store, but she had to wait until there were no classes on Friday afternoon.

Fortunately, Fang Yu has always been a thick-skinned person, and his ears automatically filtered out the nonsense he said, and he quickly changed the subject: "I came back so late today, I probably don't have time to cook, what did Teacher Pan eat for lunch? "

This is a good question.

What would Empress Pan have for lunch, with her extremely noble status and supreme supernatural powers, and had just performed an epic miracle in front of the people of the Ming Dynasty?

Of course eating instant noodles...

Teacher Pan put a piece of bread into the pot and weakly washed two green vegetables. Just like before, she began to complain about the people and things in the school.

She said that there were more than 30 check-in software installed in her mobile phone, and the memory was almost out of use.

She said it was the end of the semester and she had a lot of reports on hand. Just one subject summary alone lasted more than 30,000 words, which was more comments than she wrote to students in one semester.

She said that a second-tier teacher who was not teaching had a salary increase of 150 yuan more than hers...

Teacher Pan was not in a good mood and was nagging.

Before, Fang Yu would always sit in the living room and play with his mobile phone, letting these complaints go in and out of his left ear.

However, when he was in the Ming Dynasty in 1642, he just sat quietly in front of the intercom and listened attentively.

These complaints contained every detail of Teacher Pan’s daily life. Fang Yu wanted to know about it, no matter how big or small it was.

The time left at noon was very short, and Teacher Pan had no time to rest. She hurriedly finished her instant noodles, cleaned up briefly, and was ready to return to school.

Fang Yu was about to say goodbye to her, but when she reached the door, she turned back and said as she walked: "I almost forgot, it's been raining these days. Your sheets have just been washed and may be a little damp. You can take advantage of the bright sun today." Take it out to dry in the sun."

Fang Yu: "..."

Teacher Pan's simple words caused Fang Yu's longing to break through. Within a few moments, he was already filled with tears of sadness. …

The house where Fang Yu lives is now called "little white building" by people outside because its exterior walls are all white and its size is seriously out of proportion to its status.

Xiaobailou seemed particularly quiet this afternoon.

Because Fang Yu was depressed, he sat alone in the room for two hours, neither letting anyone in nor speaking.

Others in the camp didn't know why, but as time went by, this quietness gradually turned into general worry.

The sophomore in high school lingered outside the door for a long time, not daring to leave.

He knew that the young master didn't want to be disturbed now, so he ran back to the training ground and pulled in two platoons of security teams to form a cordon around the perimeter of the white building.

They strictly prohibited irrelevant people from approaching Xiaobailou, and anyone who spoke louder outside would be scolded in a low voice.

The sophomore in high school is a guy who doesn't have a very bright mind. As soon as such a formation was put into place, the uneasy atmosphere in the camp became even stronger.

People who didn't know thought something big had happened.

For example, Sun Chuanting didn't even have the heart to do his favorite reconciliation work after hearing the news, and hurriedly sent people to inquire.

The situation outside is like this, and the people inside the house are also very sad.

Huahua was nervous upstairs. She poked her head out of the stairs several times to peek at the closed door, but she didn't dare to make the slightest sound.

Until Axiu came back from school, she opened the door of Fang Yu's room and shouted happily: "Dad, Axiu is back from school!"

The little girl's excited and high-pitched voice broke all the silence. Even if they couldn't hear the conversation inside, people inside and outside the house felt relieved and felt that their breathing was much easier.

After a while, Fang Shenzi seemed to be pestered by Axiu and went out to play. Only then did Huahua carefully step downstairs and continue her unfinished work.

Huahua carefully hung Axiu's small schoolbag back to its original position.

He took out a dry rag and wiped the two chairs that had been left behind and the large vase in the corner (which he planned to let Teacher Pan sell) carefully.

Finally, she came to Fang Yu's desk and saw a rolled up rice paper ball on the table. It seemed that Fang Shenzi had discarded it, but it was not thrown into the trash basket as usual.

Huahua subconsciously picked up the paper ball and threw it into the bamboo basket.

But then I thought that Fang Shenzi had locked herself up for so long today. This was a very unusual thing. I think the Queen... would really want to know the reason, right?

And this is what Fang Shenzi just wrote!

Huahua tilted her little head and thought for a long time, and finally made up her mind and hid the small paper ball in her sleeve with lightning speed.

In the evening, first the old eunuch Zhang Dehai and three other maids came home from get off work. (They work in the logistics department and were sent by Queen Zhang)

Queen Zhang was busy in the office for a long time with the enrollment work (women's class) after class, and she didn't hurried home until dinner time was long past and night was approaching.

(End of this chapter)