Chapter 1141 The Setting Sun Shines on the Banner (Congratulations to the 21st Alliance Leader: 'The Wind Is Clear, the Stars Are Thin, the Moon Is Bright'!)

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Novel: Taking the Warehouse to Ming Dynasty Author: Sir Dybala Word Count: 4971

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Perhaps it was because of Fang Xing's good medicine that Zhu Di had a good night's sleep in the afternoon without coughing.

The team delivering grain and grass came, but Zhu Di was not seen, and Zhu Zhanji and Xue Lu came forward to receive it.

Fang Xing didn't show up, he was making dinner.

The grasslands in autumn are the most fertile. Xiaodao found a large herd of yellow sheep at noon. After getting the news, Xin Laoqi set off with his family members. In the military camp, Fang Xing's safety need not be worried.

I don't know if there will be yellow sheep at night, so Fang Xing made a big pot of noodle soup.

After soaking the dried vegetables, 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 washing it with warm water, Fang Xing boiled the bacon in water and kept the water.

Sliced ​​bacon, mostly fat meat, looked almost transparent under the light.

Stir-fry ginger and garlic, then add bacon and stir-fry, add water.

The setting sun shone on a banner, which seemed a bit bleak.

The setting sun illuminated the banner, and Ma Mingfeng was in a bad mood.

There was no lid on the pot, so Fang Xing added a few sticks of firewood, then took a step back, looking at the servants who came back in colorful clouds from a distance.

What does it feel like to ride a horse?

It's probably like 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 boundless, as if you can't get out of the grassland for a lifetime.

The servants cheered in the wind, Fang Xing stood with his hands behind his back, seeing Li Jia was there, he had a rare smile on his face.

The death of Fang San was a blow to everyone, but Fang Xing would keep that blow deep in his heart, and slowly open it up and wear it away in the years to come.

The people and horses stopped in front of them with a gust of wind, and Xin Laoqi and the others all had yellow sheep on their horses.

"Master, let's say at least three hundred of that group of gazelles, just because you said you wanted to keep the seeds, so we only got ten."

Fang Xing took a look and saw that they were all fat sheep, so he said, "Your Majesty will give one, Lord Yang and Lord Xue will each give one, and the rest we will take care of slowly."

Li Jia asked: "Shan Zhang, where is Your Highness the Grandson?"

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

Xin Laoqi took people to deliver the sheep, and went to Zhu Di first. Wang Fusheng almost drooled when he saw it.

"Tsk! This lamb is best eaten roasted. There must be spices, otherwise the taste will be very strong."

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

Wang Fusheng wanted to ask for more spices, but he was short-handed and couldn't open his mouth.

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

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

"The gnocchi absorbs the aroma of bacon, and the vegetable is dry to remove the greasy, tsk tsk! The vinegar is also added just right."

This was the most comfortable meal Jia Quan had eaten since his Northern Expedition, and he kept praising Fang Xing's craftsmanship. 35xs

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

"Chili is just right."

Zhu Zhanji ate half of it and was going to take a break before eating.

Fang Xing took a bite of garlic,

The spicy tongue hurts, so I quickly snorted a mouthful of the noodles, and said comfortably: "Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, salty, I only like spicy and salty, both are indispensable."

Zhu Zhanji said: "In fact, there are still ways to eat sweets, and it's okay to eat them occasionally."

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

Zhu Zhanji felt a little uncomfortable squatting, his stomach was full. He got up and said, "Didn't you say that sweets can make people feel happy?"

This is what Fang Xing said, making excuses for the sugar cane fields in Cochin.

After Fang Xing finished eating the gnocchi, he put the cut and cleaned gazelle in a large pot, then chopped it up, and finally, slowly rubbed a bowl of prepared ingredients on the gazelle's body to marinate.

"Happiness is good, but things are always reversed. God naturally has its fair side. What you get, you will lose something accordingly."

Fang Xing went to wash his hands and came back, this group of guys had finished eating, staring at the gazelle in the pot with bright eyes.

"Eat it later, or it won't taste good."

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

Walking on the grassland at night is actually not a good idea, the mosquitoes are crazy enough to make you doubt your life, so this is why Fang Xing was a little worried when Zhu Di was just sick.

Even if they got mosquito repellent and applied it on their bare skin, the two of them couldn't bear the buzzing sound of mosquitoes, and finally returned to the fire.

"Get the sheep up."

Fang Xing only ate a small bowl of gnocchi, and felt 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 it is a country, it will be a headache."

"It will get better slowly."

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

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

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

"So I can't be weak, I have to hold it up, and I have to show the majesty of the royal family...but it's very tiring!"

Zhu Zhanji complained a little, but there was a smile on his face.

"Just do it. If you are proud, you will be proud. There is no need to cover up."

The gazelle came up, and with a snort, the flames burst into flames.

Zhu Zhanji said with a melancholy face: "I know what the emperor means, but I don't want to."

Zhu Di's illness this time probably has a 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 beaten, and the other is favored.

How to turn around like this?

Fang Xing also became depressed. Seeing that there was no one around, he quietly took out a bottle of white wine and said, "Drink less, so as not to be smelled unsteady."

Unless it is Zhu Di who speaks in the Northern Expeditionary Army, drinking is not allowed.

But if Zhu Zhanji really wants to drink, no one will say anything, but it will inevitably be detrimental to his image.

Zhu Zhanji's mood suddenly sank, and he sighed just like Fang Xing.

This is a knot that is difficult to untie. It seems to be fine and normal at the moment. What can I do next?

The servants couldn't drink it, so Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji each poured a small bowl and tasted it slowly.

The night was dark, and the servants went back after eating some mutton, leaving room for Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji.

The two silently ate mutton and drank white wine, each 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, put his hands on his knees, and listened intently.

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

Fang Xing shook his head: "It's just a matter of feeling, but it's a pity that I can't make long tunes."

"good."

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

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Perhaps it was because of Fang Xing's good medicine that Zhu Di had a good night's sleep in the afternoon without coughing.

The team delivering grain and grass came, but Zhu Di was not seen, and Zhu Zhanji and Xue Lu came forward to receive it.

Fang Xing didn't show up, he was making dinner.

The grasslands in autumn are the most fertile. Xiaodao found a large herd of yellow sheep at noon. After getting the news, Xin Laoqi set off with his family members. In the military camp, Fang Xing's safety need not be worried.

I don't know if there will be yellow sheep at night, so Fang Xing made a big pot of noodle soup.

After soaking the dried vegetables, 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 washing it with warm water, Fang Xing boiled the bacon in water and kept the water.

Sliced ​​bacon, mostly fat meat, looked almost transparent under the light.

Stir-fry ginger and garlic, then add bacon and stir-fry, add water.

The setting sun shone on a banner, which seemed a bit bleak.

The setting sun illuminated the banner, and Ma Mingfeng was in a bad mood.

There was no lid on the pot, so Fang Xing added a few sticks of firewood, then took a step back, looking at the servants who came back in colorful clouds from a distance.

What does it feel like to ride a horse?

It's probably like 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 boundless, as if you can't get out of the grassland for a lifetime.

The servants cheered in the wind, Fang Xing stood with his hands behind his back, seeing Li Jia was there, he had a rare smile on his face.

The death of Fang San was a blow to everyone, but Fang Xing would keep that blow deep in his heart, and slowly open it up and wear it away in the years to come.

The people and horses stopped in front of them with a gust of wind, and Xin Laoqi and the others all had yellow sheep on their horses.

"Master, let's say at least three hundred of that group of gazelles, just because you said you wanted to keep the seeds, so we only got ten."

Fang Xing took a look and saw that they were all fat sheep, so he said, "Your Majesty will give one, Lord Yang and Lord Xue will each give one, and the rest we will take care of slowly."

Li Jia asked: "Shan Zhang, where is Your Highness the Grandson?"

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

Xin Laoqi took people to deliver the sheep, and went to Zhu Di first. Wang Fusheng almost drooled when he saw it.

"Tsk! This lamb is best eaten roasted. There must be spices, otherwise the taste will be very strong."

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

Wang Fusheng wanted to ask for more spices, but he was short-handed and couldn't open his mouth.

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

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

"The gnocchi absorbs the aroma of bacon, and the vegetable is dry to remove the greasy, tsk tsk! The vinegar is also added just right."

This was the most comfortable meal Jia Quan had eaten since his Northern Expedition, and he kept praising Fang Xing's craftsmanship. 35xs

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

"Chili is just right."

Zhu Zhanji ate half of it and was going to take a break before eating.

Fang Xing took a bite of garlic, and his tongue hurt from the spicy taste, so he quickly snorted a mouthful of gnocchi, and said comfortably, "Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, salty, I only like spicy and salty, both are indispensable."

Zhu Zhanji said: "In fact, there are still ways to eat sweets, and it's okay to eat them occasionally."

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

Zhu Zhanji felt a little uncomfortable squatting, his stomach was full. He got up and said, "Didn't you say that sweets can make people feel happy?"

This is what Fang Xing said, making excuses for the sugar cane fields in Cochin.

After Fang Xing finished eating the gnocchi, he put the cut and cleaned gazelle in a large pot, then chopped it up, and finally, slowly rubbed a bowl of prepared ingredients on the gazelle's body to marinate.

"Happiness is good, but things are always reversed. God naturally has its fair side. What you get, you will lose something accordingly."

Fang Xing went to wash his hands and came back, this group of guys had finished eating, staring at the gazelle in the pot with bright eyes.

"Eat it later, or it won't taste good."

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

Walking on the grassland at night is actually not a good idea, the mosquitoes are crazy enough to make you doubt your life, so this is why Fang Xing was a little worried when Zhu Di was just sick.

Even if they got mosquito repellent and applied it on their bare skin, the two of them couldn't bear the buzzing sound of mosquitoes, and finally returned to the fire.

"Get the sheep up."

Fang Xing only ate a small bowl of gnocchi, and felt 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 it is a country, it will be a headache."

"It will get better slowly."

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

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

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

"So I can't be weak, I have to carry it, and I have to show the majesty of the royal... But it's very tiring!"

Zhu Zhanji complained a little, but there was a smile on his face.

"Just do it. If you are proud, you will be proud. There is no need to cover up."

The gazelle came up, and with a snort, the flames burst into flames.

Zhu Zhanji said with a melancholy face: "I know what the emperor means, but I don't want to."

Zhu Di's illness this time probably has a 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 beaten, and the other is favored.

How to turn around like this?

Fang Xing also became depressed. Seeing that there was no one around, he quietly took out a bottle of white wine and said, "Drink less, so as not to be smelled unsteady."

Unless it is Zhu Di who speaks in the Northern Expeditionary Army, drinking is not allowed.

But if Zhu Zhanji really wants to drink, no one will say anything, but it will inevitably be detrimental to his image.

Zhu Zhanji's mood suddenly sank, and he sighed just like Fang Xing.

This is a knot that is difficult to untie. It seems to be fine and normal at the moment. What can I do next?

The servants couldn't drink it, so Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji each poured a small bowl and tasted it slowly.

The night was dark, and the servants went back after eating some mutton, leaving room for Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji.

The two silently ate mutton and drank white wine, each 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, put his hands on his knees, and listened intently.

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

Fang Xing shook his head: "It's just a matter of feeling, but it's a pity that I can't make long tunes."

"good."

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