Chen Xiao sniffed wildly until he saw Chunsheng coming with a large plate. He couldn't help but stand up. After Chunsheng put the plate on the table, his eyes almost got up.

There was a large piece of beef that was fried to the outside and tender inside, and a hand-relieving knife was placed next to it.

Chen Xiao picked up the knife without any explanation, cut off a piece of beef, inserted it with a knife, and couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth.

"So! tender! delicious!"

Fang Xing looked at Chen Xiao's appearance and had a deeper understanding of the previous relationship between the two.

Nowadays, if it is not the best for the family, then you have to be a guest in other people's homes. Otherwise, if it is spread, you will not have to be a human being in the future.

Lin Rui was stupid for too long, even though Xiaobai, a loyal servant, often helped him tonic, he still felt a little weak, so beef became his choice tonic.

Chen Xiao swallowed the beef, and saw Chunsheng standing aside, and shouted: "Wine, hurry up and serve the wine!"

Chunsheng glanced at Fang Xing and immediately went to the wine cellar.

After a while, Chunsheng came over with a small jar.

When he opened the seal, the smell of wine was emitted. Chen Xiao said intoxicatedly: "What a good wine!"

At this time, Fang Xing started eating, and he ate the portion of Xiaobai.

In front of Chen Xiao, if Fang Xing made the move to let Xiaobai eat at his deskmate, he was worried that it would cause suspicion, so he quietly gave Xiaobai a piece of beef and asked her and Chunsheng to go to the kitchen to make it by themselves.

Fang Xing smelled the smell of wine, looked at the color of the wine in the bowl, and took it up and took a sip.

Damn! The taste of this wine is so light!

Drinking a light drink, Fang Xing felt slightly drunk, but his mind was clear and in a subtle state.

After seeing Chen Xiao off, Fang Xing started a routine walk. Of course, Xiaobai must follow him.

Walking along the central axis of the village, the merchants on the road avoided the road when they saw Fang Xing, and they dared to continue walking after he passed.

This is really cool!

But this kind of carefreeness turned into nothing when it arrived at the next farm.

"Why are they so lazy and wearing such good clothes?"

Seeing that the people in the next farm were well-dressed and lazy in their work, Fang Xing felt a little unhappy.

Xiaobai pouted and said, "Young Master, I heard that it is a wealthy farmhouse. They are not short of money and have a very good heart. Therefore, these farmers live like gods."

Fang Xing was stunned...

Is this still a feudal society?

Is this still a vicious landlord’s wealth?

When he got home, Fang Xing fooled Xiaobai away and then got into the warehouse.

Unfortunately, after searching for a long time, Fang Xing was desperate to find that the clothes in the warehouse were all modern styles and could not be worn!

These days, strange costumes are not personalities worth promoting, but snake sperm disease! One of the tasks of Shuntian Mansion is to crack down on such people.

After coming out, Fang Xing ran a few laps in the yard in depressedly until Jay Fang, who was full of joy, ran in.

"Young Master, you've sold it!"

Fang Xing stopped and Xiaobai immediately wiped his face with a sweat towel.

"Butler, what's sold?"

Although Fang Xing wants to take over the family affairs, he is now the male lead and the female lead. He is not married yet, so he has to handle these affairs by Jay Fang.

Jay Fang glanced around sneakily, then looked at Xiaobai vigilantly. It was not until Fang Xing coughed dryly that he whispered: "Young Master, that box has been sold!"

"Oh!" Fang Xing was excited, "How much did he sell?"

Jay Fang stretched out three fingers, and Fang Xing could clearly see the mud in the cracks of his nails.

"Thirty taels?"

"Young Master..."

Jay Fang felt that the answer was an insult to his loyalty.

A surprise flashed in Fang Xing's eyes, "Is it three hundred taels?"

Jay Fang stomped his feet and said happily: "It's three hundred and forty taels!"

Damn it!

Fang Xing felt a little dizzy. You should know that one tael of silver can almost buy four stones of rice, eight or nine hundred kilograms!

"This is the first one!"

Jielun Fang said confidently: "Young master, the first one is to sell it at a low price. After the reputation is opened, our box will be sold at least 360 taels!"

Fang Xing fainted and said, "Buyer, go and buy some dowry for Miss Zhang first, and then deal with the rest."

Good things cannot be rushed forward, they must be reluctant to sell them.

More than 300 taels of silver were a timely rain for Fangjiazhuang.

The rich Fang Xing casually ordered: "Buyer, buy some fabrics for the merchants, it doesn't have to be too expensive. Each family will take the lead, each set of each person!"

Jielun Fang hesitated and said, "Young Master, we are not the next village, there is no need to do this!"

Master! You are a prodigal son!

Fang Xing touched his nose and said gently and firmly: "Butler, it's a good thing for me to recover, right?"

"Of course it's a good thing, I..."

Jay Fang understood that the young master was inviting people to win hearts and celebrate his recovery.

"The old slave will do it right away."

After the butler left, Fang Xing immediately got into the space.

Time in this space seems to have really stopped. Fang Xing has no sense of novelty about the cup of coffee in the office being still steaming.

There are still many places in this office building, but Fang Xing obviously has no idea of ​​finding something.

The vast warehouses and goods, as well as the stacked containers, are difficult to explore one by one.

Today, Fang Xing opened three more containers, one containing a fruit mobile phone, which was equivalent to waste. The other two gave Fang Xing a surprise, which was actually a knife.

“Atlanta Knife Show?”

In these two cabinets, there are all kinds of knives, including Japanese samurai swords, Tang swords, long swords, and even double-sided axes...

This is probably a tool that was shipped to participate in the knife show and sold by the way.

Tsk tsk!

Fang Xing felt a little regretful. In this era of Emperor Yongle, unless you have a large number of firearms, it is better to live your own life honestly.

After the fingers were cut by the test knife, Fang Xing only took a short knife and a Tang sword.

"Master, what's your fingers against?"

As soon as Xiaobai came in, he saw something on Fang Xing’s left thumb.

Can I tell you this is a hemostatic patch?

"Young master, I'm having fun."

The short knife hanging on the head of the bedroom bed has been seen.

Damn! So sharp!

Master, I want to drink wine!

I ate ginseng stewed chicken at night. Ginseng is not that famous these days, so the price is acceptable.

But the chicken is the frozen chicken that Fang Xing himself dragged out from it.

There is no way, the chickens in the farm are laying hens, and the roosters still have to crow. The extra ones have already been used to nourish Fang Xing.

The chicken is a little bit of firewood, but there is nothing we can do about it.

"It smells so good!"

Xiaobai was serving the side, smelling the fragrance of wine in the air, and feeling that he wanted to take a sip.
Chapter completed!