Farmer of Shu Han

"Don't be nervous, we gathered everyone together just to tell everyone that we are ready to eat."

Feng Tubie's words amused everyone present on the spot.

The oppressive atmosphere brought about by the queuing up of the parts dissipated without a trace.

The farmers are thinking in their hearts, it seems that the master's house is still the original master's house.

The feeling of unfamiliarity caused by not being in Zhuangzi for more than a year was also eliminated by this sentence.

"For more than a year, thanks to everyone helping to take care of Zhuangzi, today's banquet should be regarded as a reward for everyone."

Say something nice, because it doesn't cost money.

"There are also people who came back with me. After this meal, everyone is considered to be from the same Zhuangzi. You may have to bother to look after Zhuangzi in the future."

Feng Yong looked at Bu Qu who was standing upright again, and smiled, "So today everyone eats desperately, and anyone who is not full will not be allowed to leave the table."

There is no need to say too much, because it doesn't make any sense to say too much.

So Feng Yong just said a few words and announced the opening of the banquet.

There is no imagined situation where you scramble and swarm over each other. The farmers in Fengzhuang have long been accustomed to queuing in order.

As for the parts, no one will move without an order.

The most eye-catching ones are those children who came back from Hanzhong School. They are all wearing uniform clothes, which are easy to identify. Everyone does the same thing. First, they serve their parents a meal, then they serve their younger siblings, and finally they sit down to eat.

"Just from here, we can see that the Feng Mansion must be a prosperous home in the future."

There was wonder in Huang Yueying's eyes, and she praised, "Even the son of a farmer can know etiquette, it's rare!"

On the other hand, Huang Wudie watched the servants eating, her mouth was already drooling, and finally she couldn't help but whispered in Zhao Guang's ear, "Isn't it nice that brother gave the servants food?"

If she left Nanxiang, she wouldn't even have such food on weekdays!

Zhao Guang sneaked a glance at Huang Yueying, saw that she was staring at her intently, and then said softly, "Sister, don't worry, we will eat better later."

Huang Wudie nodded repeatedly, her eyes glowing.

"Ma'am, shall we go home?"

Seeing the people below taking their seats one after another, Feng Yong came over and asked in a low voice.

This is the place where the servants eat, and it is always not good for the host and guests to watch.

Huang Yueying nodded, looked over there a few more times, then turned around and walked towards the house.

Feng Tubie's face is not small now, everyone who can come today has come, and no one will be lost.

But there were also people who came more for the food in the Feng residence, such as Huang Wudie and Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji could already sit on a table by herself, and no longer had to sit at the same table with Huang Yueying, seeing the well-known and unknown dishes brought up by the servants, she had swallowed countless times of saliva.

There is clearly a heart shining in the crescent-shaped eyes.

Ever since Feng Langjun went to Hanzhong, she hasn't eaten the food in Feng's house for a long time. There is nothing like twisted chicken pancakes!

The only ice cream that can be eaten, Sister Guan came back from Hanzhong and warned women not to eat too much, and she seldom came across it. Several times, she ate it secretly without telling her mother.

Thinking of this, she looked up at Feng Langjun.

At this time, Feng Yong just glanced at everyone, and said with a smile, "Let's eat."

The eyes of the two happened to meet, and Feng Yong smiled and nodded at her.

A feeling of shame and joy rippled in Zhang Ji's heart, two dimples appeared on her face, and she felt a little warm all over her body.

"Ma'am, everyone is happy today, let them drink some wine?"

The ten altars of wine that the Li family gave away were precious, but Feng Yong didn't like the wine of this era, so he simply took advantage of today to let Zhao Guang and the others drink happily.

"You are the host, it's up to you to invite the guests to eat, why ask me?"

Huang Yueying said lightly.

I'm not afraid, what I'm afraid of is that the bastard Zhao Guang will be beaten.

Hearing Huang Yueying's agreement, Zhao Guang below was overjoyed, and looked at Feng Yong gratefully, thinking that he still knows what I mean.

Huang Yueying obviously had something to do, and she didn't come here just to take a look at Zhuangzi who she had taken care of for more than a year.

She was a little absent-minded when all the delicacies were placed in front of her. While everyone was eating, she signaled Feng Yong, and the two of them took the opportunity to retreat.

"Is something wrong Ma'am?"

Guan Ji followed at some point, silently guarding the door to prevent anyone from approaching.

Feng Yong was taken aback, this matter... seems a bit big?

Huang Yueying sat on the top and muttered, as if organizing her words. After a while, she looked at Feng Yong and asked, "I heard Sanniang say a few days ago that your teacher also understands women's hidden secrets." Illness?"

"Women's dark disease?"

Feng Yong was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized, isn't it a gynecological disease?

"Ma'am, my teacher understands it, but I don't."

"But what you told Sanniang about the woman giving birth, I thought about it carefully, and I think it makes sense, why don't you understand it now?"

Huang Yueying obviously didn't believe what Feng Yong said.

Feng Yong scratched his head and said, "Everyone in the division knows these things. Otherwise, how can you be eugenic...cough cough..."

"Actually, there are people in my division who specialize in researching this. For example, at what age is the best time for a woman to give birth to a child, what should be done before the child is born so that the child in the womb can learn something, how Only by educating children can they grow up better, how to better make children's minds smarter..."

"You guys know that too?!" Huang Yueying screamed.

My heart is turbulent, with constant ups and downs. Where is the sacredness of this kid's teacher?

"How can unborn children learn things? Isn't a child's talent predetermined at birth? Can you change their talent to make them smarter?"

Huang Yueying's breathing became short of breath, her body was trembling slightly, no wonder this child is so monstrous.

I thought that my A Lang was powerful enough, but I didn't expect that there would be a wicked boy who could have a relationship with A Lang at the age of sixteen.

Sure enough, the world is in chaos, and evildoers are rampant?

It turns out that this son still has this kind of knowledge in his teacher's school, he is simply a bunch of lunatics!

Going against the sky and forcibly changing people's fate, isn't that a lunatic?

"How to teach the child in my stomach to learn things, I have never experienced it."

I have never raised a child in my later life, so how could I learn prenatal education?

"However, according to Shimen's research, this person's potential is endless, but we don't know how to tap this potential."

"Trying to let the child in the womb learn something is also an attempt. If you can tap two or three levels of potential in your life, you will be considered the most powerful person in the world."

"Besides, I only understand a little bit about this kind of thing," Feng Yong didn't think it was surprising. Hospitals in later generations are full of this kind of propaganda, "I heard some people from the teacher's school say something about it before."