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Novel: Bring the Warehouse to Daming Author: Sir Dybala Words: 4971

Thanks to the book friend "Feng Qing Xing Xing Yue Lang" for the reward, being the 21st leader of this book! Add more!

Perhaps after taking Fang Xing's medicine, Zhu Di rarely slept well in the afternoon without coughing.

The team that transported the grain and grass came, but did not see Zhu Di, and Zhu Zhanji and Xue Lu came forward to take it.

Fang Xing did not show up, he was cooking dinner.

The grassland in autumn is the most fertile. Xiaodao found a large group of yellow sheep at noon. After receiving the news, Xin Laoqi took the family and set out. In the military camp, Fang Xing's safety does not need to be worried.

At night, I didn't know if there would be yellow goats, so Fang Xing made a big pot of noodle soup.

After the dried vegetables were soaked, Fang Xing took out a piece of old bacon. This piece of bacon was made by himself. This time he brought more than ten pieces.

After scrubbing with warm water, Fang Xing boiled the bacon in water, leaving the water in.

The bacon slices are mostly fat, and when viewed in the light, they are almost transparent.

Saute **** and garlic, then add bacon and stir-fry, add water.

The slanting sun shone on a banner, and it was a little bleak.

The setting sun shone the banner, and the horse sounded and the wind was bleak.

Without the lid, Fang Xing added a few firewoods, then stepped back and looked at the family members who had returned in the distance with the colorful clouds.

What does it feel like to sway a horse?

It's probably like a drag racing in the future.

But if you want to ride a horse, the best place is the grassland. Here you can feel what is endless, as if you can't run out of the grassland for a lifetime.

There was the cheers of the family members in the wind, Fang Xing stood with his hands holding his hands, and seeing Li Jia also was there, his face was rare with a smile.

Fang San's death was a blow to everyone, but Fang Xing would keep the blow deep in his heart, slowly opening it up in the years to come, and slowly passing away.

The centaurs and horses stopped ahead with a gust of wind, and Xin Laoqi and others carried yellow sheep on their horses.

"Master, that group of yellow goats are less than 300 heads, just thinking that you said you want to keep the seeds, so we only got ten heads."

Fang Xing looked at it and said that they were all fat sheep, and said, "Your Majesty will give one a gift, and Mrs. Yang and Mr. Xue will give one a gift. Let's take care of the rest."

Li Jia asked, "Mountain Chief, where is His Royal Highness Taisun?"

Fang Xing looked at the bacon in the pot and said, "He, he will naturally smell it and come."

Xin Laoqi took the people to send the sheep and went to Zhu Di first. Wang Fusheng almost dripped his saliva when he saw it.

"Tsk! This lamb is best when roasted. It must have spices, otherwise it will have a strong flavor."

Xin Laoqi put the yellow sheep down and said, "Your Majesty's body can't eat big meat, you do it yourself."

Wang Fusheng wanted to ask for more spices, but he had a short hand and couldn't open his mouth.

Xin Laoqi didn't care about this, and then sent Yang Rong and Xue Lu.

When I returned to Fang Xing's side, the noodle soup was ready, and Zhu Zhanji was there, and Jia Quan was holding a big bowl and eating happily.

"This gnocchi has absorbed the scent of bacon, and the dried vegetables are greasy. Tsk tsk! The vinegar is also just right to taste."

This was the most comfortable time that Jia Quan had eaten since the Beizheng campaign, and he kept praising Fang Xing's craftsmanship. 35xs

Xin Laoqi and the others came back, took a big bowl full of pimple soup, and squatted aside, eating louder than Jia Quan.

"Chili is just right."

Zhu Zhanji had eaten half of it, and was about to rest before eating.

Fang Xing took a bite of garlic, his spicy tongue hurts, and quickly snorted a bite of gnocchi, and said comfortably, "Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty. I like spicy and salty. I can't live without them."

Zhu Zhanji said: "In fact, there are still good ways to eat sweets, and it doesn't hurt to eat them occasionally."

Fang Xing pointed to his belly and said, "Sweet food is like the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but spicy is the lonely smoke in the desert, and the wind is depressed."

Zhu Zhanji was a little uncomfortable squatting, his belly suffocated. He got up and said, "Isn't it said that sweets can make people feel happy?"

This is what Fang Xing said, to make an excuse for the sugar cane field of Cochin.

After Fang Xing finished eating the gnocchi, he put the cleaned yellow goat in a large pot, then cut it, and finally used a bowl of prepared ingredients to slowly rub it on the yellow goat for marinating.

"Happiness is good, but everything is reversed. God naturally has its fair side. What you gain will inevitably lose something accordingly."

Fang woke up and washed his hands and came back. This group of guys had finished eating, staring at the yellow goat in the pot with bright eyes.

"Eat later, or you won't be tempted."

The bonfire was lit, and Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji were walking around.

Walking on the grassland at night is actually not a good idea. The mosquitoes can make you doubt life, so this is why Zhu Di just woke up when he was sick and worried.

Even if the mosquito repellent potion was applied to the bare skin, the two of them couldn't bear the buzzing sound of the mosquitoes, and finally returned to the fire.

"Bring the sheep up."

Fang Xing only ate a small bowl of gnocchi and was a little hungry.

"How does it feel to be in charge?"

"Not so much." Zhu Zhanji said: "There are so many things, this is only tens of thousands of troops. If you change to a country, it will be really a headache."

"Slowly it will get better."

Fang Xing encouraged, Zhu Di suddenly let go these days, and asked Yang Rong and Xue Lu to go to Zhu Zhanji to report something.

With an army of more than 30,000 people, how many daily things can there be? Most of them were solved by Yang Rong and Xue Lu, and it was only slightly bigger things that came to Zhu Zhanji.

"I know they are all watching me, watching how I deal with these things, whether they are firm, whether they are majestic, Grandpa Emperor must be watching too."

"So I can't be weak, I have to hold it, I want to show the royal majesty... but I'm very tired!"

Zhu Zhanji complained a little, but his face was smiling.

"Just do it, you can be proud, why cover up."

The yellow sheep came up, sneered, and the flame suddenly burst.

Zhu Zhanji said with melancholy: "I know what Grandpa Huang means, but I don't want to."

Zhu Di's illness this time probably caused some sense of crisis, so he couldn't wait to train Zhu Zhanji.

But what about Zhu Gaochi?

Father and son, one is often reprimanded and the other is favored.

How to turn around like this?

Fang Xing was also depressed. Seeing that there was no one around, he quietly took out a bottle of liquor and said, "You drink less, lest you be smelled of instability."

In the Northern Army, unless Zhu Di spoke, no alcohol was allowed.

However, if Zhu Zhanji really wants to drink, no one will say anything, but it is inevitable that it will be detrimental to the image.

Zhu Zhanji's mood suddenly became low, and he sighed like Fang Xing.

This is a knot that is difficult to open. It seems that there is nothing wrong at the moment. It is normal. Can it be done later?

The family members couldn't drink, Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji poured a small bowl together, slowly savoring.

The night was dark, and the family members ate some mutton and then went back, leaving the place for Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji.

The two silently ate lamb and drank white wine, thinking about their own thoughts.

Fang Xing put the bowl on the ground and suddenly hummed a melodious song.

"……This is……"

Zhu Zhanji also put down the bowl, folded his hands on his knees, and listened in a daze.

After singing a song, Zhu Zhanji sighed: "Brother Dehua, did you compose a song for the Meng Yuan people?"

Fang Xing shook his head: "It's just a matter of feeling, but it's a pity that I won't be able to make a long tone."

"good."

Hearing this voice, Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji hurriedly got up, then both pleaded guilty.

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Chapter 1141 The Sunshine Banner

Thanks to the book friend "Feng Qing Xing Xing Yue Lang" for the reward, being the 21st leader of this book! Add more!

Perhaps after taking Fang Xing's medicine, Zhu Di rarely slept well in the afternoon without coughing.

The team that transported the grain and grass came, but did not see Zhu Di, and Zhu Zhanji and Xue Lu came forward to take it.

Fang Xing did not show up, he was cooking dinner.

The grassland in autumn is the most fertile. Xiaodao found a large group of yellow sheep at noon. After receiving the news, Xin Laoqi took the family and set out. In the military camp, Fang Xing's safety does not need to be worried.

At night, I didn't know if there would be yellow goats, so Fang Xing made a big pot of noodle soup.

After the dried vegetables were soaked, Fang Xing took out a piece of old bacon. This piece of bacon was made by himself. This time he brought more than ten pieces.

After scrubbing with warm water, Fang Xing boiled the bacon in water, leaving the water in.

The bacon slices are mostly fat, and when viewed in the light, they are almost transparent.

Saute **** and garlic, then add bacon and stir-fry, add water.

The slanting sun shone on a banner, and it was a little bleak.

The setting sun shone the banner, and the horse sounded and the wind was bleak.

Without the lid, Fang Xing added a few firewoods, then stepped back and looked at the family members who had returned in the distance with the colorful clouds.

What does it feel like to sway a horse?

It's probably like a drag racing in the future.

But if you want to ride a horse, the best place is the grassland. Here you can feel what is endless, as if you can't run out of the grassland for a lifetime.

There was the cheers of the family members in the wind, Fang Xing stood with his hands holding his hands, and seeing Li Jia also was there, his face was rare with a smile.

Fang San's death was a blow to everyone, but Fang Xing would keep the blow deep in his heart, slowly opening it up in the years to come, and slowly passing away.

The centaurs and horses stopped ahead with a gust of wind, and Xin Laoqi and others carried yellow sheep on their horses.

"Master, that group of yellow goats are less than 300 heads, just thinking that you said you want to keep the seeds, so we only got ten heads."

Fang Xing looked at it and said that they were all fat sheep, and said, "Your Majesty will give one a gift, and Mrs. Yang and Mr. Xue will give one a gift. Let's take care of the rest."

Li Jia asked, "Mountain Chief, where is His Royal Highness Taisun?"

Fang Xing looked at the bacon in the pot and said, "He, he will naturally smell it and come."

Xin Laoqi took the people to send the sheep and went to Zhu Di first. Wang Fusheng almost dripped his saliva when he saw it.

"Tsk! This lamb is best when roasted. It must have spices, otherwise it will have a strong flavor."

Xin Laoqi put the yellow sheep down and said, "Your Majesty's body can't eat big meat, you do it yourself."

Wang Fusheng wanted to ask for more spices, but he had a short hand and couldn't open his mouth.

Xin Laoqi didn't care about this, and then sent Yang Rong and Xue Lu.

When I returned to Fang Xing's side, the noodle soup was ready, and Zhu Zhanji was there, and Jia Quan was holding a big bowl and eating happily.

"This gnocchi has absorbed the scent of bacon, and the dried vegetables are greasy. Tsk tsk! The vinegar is also just right to taste."

This was the most comfortable time that Jia Quan had eaten since the Beizheng campaign, and he kept praising Fang Xing's craftsmanship. 35xs

Xin Laoqi and the others came back, took a big bowl full of pimple soup, and squatted aside, eating louder than Jia Quan.

"Chili is just right."

Zhu Zhanji had eaten half of it, and was about to rest before eating.

Fang Xing took a bite of garlic, his spicy tongue hurts, and quickly snorted a bite of gnocchi, and said comfortably, "Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty. I like spicy and salty. I can't live without them."

Zhu Zhanji said: "In fact, there are still good ways to eat sweets, and it doesn't hurt to eat them occasionally."

Fang Xing pointed to his belly and said, "Sweet food is like the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but spicy is the lonely smoke in the desert, and the wind is depressed."

Zhu Zhanji was a little uncomfortable squatting, his belly suffocated. He got up and said, "Isn't it said that sweets can make people feel happy?"

This is what Fang Xing said, to make an excuse for the sugar cane field of Cochin.

After Fang Xing finished eating the gnocchi, he put the cleaned yellow goat in a large pot, then cut it, and finally used a bowl of prepared ingredients to slowly rub it on the yellow goat for marinating.

"Happiness is good, but everything is reversed. God naturally has its fair side. What you gain will inevitably lose something accordingly."

Fang woke up and washed his hands and came back. This group of guys had finished eating, staring at the yellow goat in the pot with bright eyes.

"Eat later, or you won't be tempted."

The bonfire was lit, and Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji were walking around.

Walking on the grassland at night is actually not a good idea. The mosquitoes can make you doubt life, so this is why Zhu Di just woke up when he was sick and worried.

Even if the mosquito repellent potion was applied to the bare skin, the two of them couldn't bear the buzzing sound of the mosquitoes, and finally returned to the fire.

"Bring the sheep up."

Fang Xing only ate a small bowl of gnocchi and was a little hungry.

"How does it feel to be in charge?"

"Not so much." Zhu Zhanji said: "There are so many things, this is only tens of thousands of troops. If you change to a country, it will be really a headache."

"Slowly it will get better."

Fang Xing encouraged, Zhu Di suddenly let go these days, and asked Yang Rong and Xue Lu to go to Zhu Zhanji to report something.

With an army of more than 30,000 people, how many daily things can there be? Most of them were solved by Yang Rong and Xue Lu, and it was only slightly bigger things that came to Zhu Zhanji.

"I know they are all watching me, watching how I deal with these things, whether they are firm, whether they are majestic, Grandpa Emperor must be watching too."

"So I can't be weak~www.readwn.com~ I have to carry it, to show the royal majesty... But it's very tired!"

Zhu Zhanji complained a little, but his face was smiling.

"Just do it, you can be proud, why cover up."

The yellow sheep came up, sneered, and the flame suddenly burst.

Zhu Zhanji said with melancholy: "I know what Grandpa Huang means, but I don't want to."

Zhu Di's illness this time probably caused some sense of crisis, so he couldn't wait to train Zhu Zhanji.

But what about Zhu Gaochi?

Father and son, one is often reprimanded and the other is favored.

How to turn around like this?

Fang Xing was also depressed. Seeing that there was no one around, he quietly took out a bottle of liquor and said, "You drink less, lest you be smelled of instability."

In the Northern Army, unless Zhu Di spoke, no alcohol was allowed.

However, if Zhu Zhanji really wants to drink, no one will say anything, but it is inevitable that it will be detrimental to the image.

Zhu Zhanji's mood suddenly became low, and he sighed like Fang Xing.

This is a knot that is difficult to open. It seems that there is nothing wrong at the moment. It is normal. Can it be done later?

The family members couldn't drink, Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji poured a small bowl together, slowly savoring.

The night was dark, and the family members ate some mutton and then went back, leaving the place for Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji.

The two silently ate lamb and drank white wine, thinking about their own thoughts.

Fang Xing put the bowl on the ground and suddenly hummed a melodious song.

"……This is……"

Zhu Zhanji also put down the bowl, folded his hands on his knees, and listened in a daze.

After singing a song, Zhu Zhanji sighed: "Brother Dehua, did you compose a song for the Meng Yuan people?"

Fang Xing shook his head: "It's just a matter of feeling, but it's a pity that I won't be able to make a long tone."

"good."

Hearing this voice, Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji hurriedly got up, then both pleaded guilty.