Chapter 50

After making kimchi, the weather suddenly turned cold. With the advent of the first snow, fangjiazhuang began to calm down.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The small courtyard next to Zhu Fang's residence has been used as a workshop at this time.

Put down the sledgehammer and looked at the gradually gray iron material. Zhu Fang picked up the water can and took a big sip. She was sweating all over.

In order to make iron into a material, it is necessary to forge for many times. Only in this way can the impurities in it be knocked out and the material be more pure.

Looking at the formed iron plate, Zhu Fang rested for a while and began forging again.

It would be a waste of time to complete these processes alone. Zhu Fang went to find Fang Xingyao, but he was stranded temporarily because it was difficult to find a professional blacksmith.

In the front hall at this time, Fang Xing was staring at the two men kneeling on the ground in a daze.

"Young master, we sincerely sold ourselves to naturalization, and then let you kill us."

The two big men are strong. If Xin Laoqi didn't stand by with a knife, Fang Xing probably wouldn't dare to come out.

"Well... How can you think of offering?"

Fang woke up and couldn't understand it.

"Young master, we are blacksmiths for generations. If we enter the official camp, we will be slaves of the official family all our life. Young master, we are really sincere!"

Two seven foot men cried.

I said! Did we wake up with the spirit of a bastard? I can't believe there's a warrior at home!

However, Fang Xing cautiously didn't agree first, but asked Zhu Fang to investigate their professional level.

When Zhu Fang was ecstatic and said that both of them were proficient and had good skills, Fang woke up even more confused.

This will not be a fine work, because no one can use a craftsman to make a fine work.

In order not to divulge secrets, the craftsmen of each family are in strict custody. They can go out when you become a corpse, and they are dragged to random graves by a rotten mat.

Moreover, both of them signed the deed of betrayal, and Fang woke up to fight and kill. No one asked, so the suspicion of careful work was cleared.

Fang Xing was in a trance. He thought he might have a destiny. Otherwise, why would someone sell himself when there was a shortage of blacksmiths!

In the evening, after working out in the big bed, Fang woke up and asked Zhang Shuhui who was still breathing.

"Shuhui, what do you think if our family's status is noble?"

Zhang Shuhui was counting Fang's waking abdominal muscles. When she heard the speech, she said casually, "husband, it's nothing to respect or not. I just want a family and beautiful people. Don't secretly look like black chicken eyes."

This woman has no ambition!

Frustrated Fang woke up in a rage, so he punished Zhang Shuhui again, resulting in getting up late the next day.

……

"Ha ha ha!"

Just as Fang woke up in a trance and wondered if God wanted him to change the world at Daming, Zhu Zhanji's familiar laughter came in.

Zhu Zhanji was in a good mood. As soon as he came in, he said, "brother Dehua, you don't know! This time I took the job of craftsman's land, but several honourable gentlemen secretly expressed their support, ha ha!"

Secretly support?

Fang Xing rubbed his forehead and had an impulse to slap himself.

what the fuck! This is a means for people to secretly express their loyalty to Emperor TAISUN. Do you really think you are the son of heaven and want to change the dynasty?

Fang Xing's heart was a little gloomy and happy.

He was glad that he didn't have to fight against the country and saved his life.

"This is a good thing!"

Fang Xing thought it was time to celebrate with a big meal, so the dinner was a big dish and bowl.

"This mess stew is delicious!"

Zhu Zhanji is now very casual in Fang's house, just as casual as in his own house.

This is a big pot of disorderly stew. There are crabs, clams, prawns, abalone... And just harvested Chinese cabbage sticks. It is very delicious.

Ma Su thought Zhu Zhanji was too much. He didn't pay for food at the teacher's house, so of course he couldn't eat more, so they grabbed it.

Fang Xing didn't fight for it. He just drank a little wine and ate the spicy crab in front of him. He felt that there was nothing else to ask for in life.

After dinner, Fang xingcai told Zhu Zhanji about the two blacksmiths who "voluntarily" sold themselves. Then he saw Zhu Zhanji's mouth turned up, which was obviously very happy in his heart.

Seeing that others were in a good mood, Fang woke up and felt a little unfair, so he took some rotten medicine.

"I think these noble people are playing the trick of betting at both ends. No one will offend!"

When Zhu Zhanji heard the speech, he just smiled and said, "this is a common thing, but there are still Xun GUI who are optimistic about my father, which shows that the Han King's party is by no means monolithic."

Well, I can't play politics without you!

Fang woke up and went out to eat, and Zhu Zhanji followed.

The snow outside has been considerable. According to the old man fangjiazhuang, the weather in Peiping has become colder and colder in recent years, and even the harvest in the field has been affected.

"This is the little GLACIER!"

Fang Xing stepped on the frozen path and walked to the river behind the village.

The river braved the misty white gas and looked a little more ethereal.

Fang Xing rubbed his numb face with his hand, turned back and said to Zhu Zhanji, "the pepper has been collected. You can arrange the specific operation by yourself."

Zhu Zhanji thought of the spicy crab he ate today and said with a smile: "brother Dehua, this thing is the best way to keep out the cold and dispel the dampness. I'm going to send some to the capital first, let Grandpa Huang try, and then collect the seeds. First plant them on my Chuang Tzu, and then distribute them to Jiubian."

Shit! But what are my benefits?

Fang woke up a little unhappy and said, "the people in your Chuang Tzu are very lazy. Don't plant the pepper!"

Zhuangzi is on the left of fangjiazhuang. After seeing and hearing many times, Fang Xing has been desperate for the manager of this Zhuangzi and feels that Zhu Zhanji is wasting land resources.

Zhu Di doted on this grandson, so there was an endless stream of rewards. A Chuang Tzu is really not a problem for Zhu Zhanji. When Fang woke up, he suddenly realized that he was going to change his job.

When he got home, Fang Xing didn't tell anyone. He quietly went to the backyard and started digging with a small hoe.

After tossing about half the price, Fang xingcai looked at the strings of potato eggs in front of him and smiled foolishly,

Because the planting time was a little late, Fang woke up today and wanted to see the yield.

"A lot!"

At that time, he just planted a place the size of the basketball court in front of him, so after digging a few pits, the approximate output can be evaluated.

"Ha ha ha!"

A big bird flew into the night sky. As a result, when passing by the backyard, it was frightened by the terrible laughter and almost fell down.

"Such a high yield, even if it is planted one season a year, it can support a family!"

So there were braised potatoes on the breakfast table the next day. The servants who had just finished their exercises and Zhu Zhanji couldn't help twitching their noses and gathered around the edge of the big basin.