The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 12 Pang Tiande met the Son of God

The call with Teacher Pan has ended, but Pang Tiande has not yet recovered.

He didn't ask stupid questions like "Is there a villain inside?" He remembered that the voice on the other end was ethereal, as close as if it was in his ears, and as far away as if it came from the sky.

Fang Yu pulled the frustrated Pang Tiande out of the door, and from a distance he could hear the refugees still crying.

"How long have you been crying and not even eating?"

Fang Yu was speechless. When he saw the second-year high school student standing guard next to him, Fang Yu ordered: "Ask Brother Zhao to persuade them. After working all day, it's more important to eat first... Okay, tell them I'm hungry." .”

Fang Shenzi's hunger was more important than anything else. Whether they were happy or sad, they had to put it aside. The top priority was to eat quickly.

After hearing this, the sophomore in high school immediately ran out at a sprint speed of [-] meters.

Fang Yu looked at Pang Tiande next to him and invited: "Since Brother Pang is here, let's have a meal here before leaving."

Pang Tiande had almost calmed down now, so he nodded, and then asked tentatively: "The person who was talking to Mr. Fang just now was..."

"It's my mother." Fang Yu replied.

"I wonder where Young Master Fang's mother is?" Pang Tiande almost held his breath and looked at Fang Yu nervously.

Fang Yu sighed, looked up at the night sky, and then pointed.

As expected, as expected... Fang Yu's gesture confirmed Pang Tiande's suspicion.

Although Fang Yu had explained the purpose of the intercom in detail in the morning, Pang Tiande did not understand a word of it. The moment he actually saw the intercom, he already knew: this thing is by no means a mortal possession.

After the second grader conveyed Mr. Fang's intention, the refugees' cries suddenly stopped.

They wiped away their tears, lit a bonfire and set up an iron pot as quickly as possible, and soon the familiar fragrance wafted over.

...or instant noodles.

The city gate order was naturally not a high-ranking official, and the Ming Dynasty had the habit of withholding the salaries of generals from top to bottom.

Now smelling the strong aroma of meat and noodles, Pang Tiande couldn't help but his throat twitched and his stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

"Let's go eat noodles."

Fang Yu led Pang Tiande towards the bonfire. Pang Tiande saw two of his men from a distance. Their cotton armors were taken off and their weapons were thrown away.

At this moment, the two of them were mingling among a group of refugees. One was helping to collect firewood, and the other was helping to scoop out noodles. They were very busy.

Pang Tiande wanted to step forward and scold the two of them, but then the sophomore and senior high school students came over with two bowls of noodles.

Looking at the golden noodles in the bowl, with meat, mustard and chopped green onion on top, the hot aroma penetrates straight into my nose.

Pang Tiande took a deep breath and decided to let them go for the time being and eat noodles first!
Because of the sufficient ingredients, the taste of this noodle was naturally excellent. Pang Tiande ate it very happily, but there was some worry in his heart.

"When I faced Mr. Fang this morning, my words and attitude were a little exaggerated. If Mr. Fang starts to care about..."

Pang Tiande was upset and secretly looked at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu didn't realize it at all. He took his chopsticks and carefully selected from a small bowl. He was helping Axiu pick out the chili noodles in it.

The chili powder in the seasoning bag was originally in powder form, but now it has become larger in size. It is better for the little girl to eat less.

Axiu protested: "Axiu can eat spicy food."

Fang Yu said: "No, you can't eat it."

"I can eat it."

"I'm not allowed to eat..."

Seeing that Fang Yu didn't care at all, Pang Tiande breathed a sigh of relief and secretly remembered the little girl's appearance in his heart.

Pang Tiande picked up the strips of meat and took a bite. He was stunned: it was beef.And the taste is not smooth, it is definitely not old beef. Where did they get it?
Pang Tiande saw that the refugees were eating happily, and two of his men were sitting in the middle, bragging and spanking with them while eating, and seemed not to be worried about this issue at all.

"Forget it, I'll just pretend I don't know."

Pang Tiande looked away and took the beef into his mouth in a few mouthfuls.

He was going to keep silent here, but Fang Yu took the initiative to ask him, asking the same question as Old Man Zhao: "Brother Pang Pang, how did you go about hiring the tailors? When can they come?"

Pang Tiande didn't dare to be perfunctory now, and quickly put down his bowls and chopsticks and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Fang, they will arrive tomorrow."

Fang Yu nodded, very satisfied with Pang Tiande's work efficiency. At this moment, a group of homeless people eating noodles suddenly stood up, pointing their fingers at the sky and shouting something.

Fang Yu smiled and said, "The money has arrived."

While Pang Tiande was stunned, something like a hill slowly fell from the sky.

This object is about half a foot high and wide enough to block the city gate. At first I couldn't tell the color, but when I got closer I realized that it was really a mountain of silver!
The corners of the silver mountain were carved with stripes and the sides were smooth, shining brightly in the light of the bonfire.

Pang Tiande took a breath. If he knew those Internet words in later generations, it must have been this silver mountain that blinded Pang Tiande.

Now he understood why Mr. Fang and Old Man Zhao were making clothes and building houses, but they never mentioned money.

Haha, it turns out that I am the most ridiculous one.

The refugees knew that Pan Shenxian had appeared. This time they didn't need Old Man Zhao to take the lead. They all knelt down with cheers.

When Teacher Pan delivered instant noodles before, not many people were present, but this time it was really in full view of everyone.

They know that these are their new clothes, their big brick houses, and their lives.

So now they are extremely excited when facing this silver mountain. Not only are they kowtowing, there are also many people lying on the ground and bowing to the ground.

Fang Yu was too lazy to pull them up. He just looked at Pang Tiande and said, "Brother Pang Pang, you can cut some money and help me buy some cloth from the county. Buy some cloth of various colors. You can hire a few cars." , the money for hiring cars and people comes from here.”

"Keep some of that cloth for yourself and make two sets of clothes for your sister-in-law and family members... Um, Brother Pang, are you listening?"

Fang Yu saw Pang Tiande looking at the pile of silver in a daze, and he didn't know if he heard what he said.

Pang Tiande naturally heard it.

He turned his head and knelt down towards Fang Yu: "The last general Pang Tiande has met the Son of God."

Well, he didn't need to discuss with others, he had already come up with the same answer as Old Man Zhao and the others: Young Master Fang committed a taboo in the fairy world and was demoted to the mortal world. Now he has lost his magic power and is living among the refugees. As a mother, …

After a while, Pang Tiande left the refugee camp and walked towards the county gate.

Everything he saw tonight had a huge impact on his soul.

Everyone in the Ming Dynasty, from the emperor to the common people, believed in gods, but they worshiped them all their lives and got nothing.

And he, Pang Tiande, a small city gate commander, actually saw a miracle today.

What made him feel most incredible was that not only did he see miracles, he also saw the Son of God, and he also...heard the voice of the gods!
This god named Pan is a goddess. She can transmit sounds thousands of miles away, and can turn stones into gold... Well, the black giant (mobile phone) and the white rice dragon that passed by in the sky in the past two days also belong to this goddess. Handwriting.

Now that the Son of God plans to build a city outside, it means that he plans to live in Laishui County, so the goddess's eyes will always be fixed on this place.

Laishui County, Yizhou, Baoding Prefecture, will be the place blessed by the gods from now on.

Thinking of the adults in the county who were still kept in the dark, Pang Tiande felt that he already knew something remarkable.

But he won't tell it.

Before leaving, Old Man Zhao emphasized again and again: "Master Fang said, he is neither a god nor a son of god, it's true!"

(End of this chapter)