Farmer of Shu Han

"Don't dare to dare, to transform a barbarian, to get advice from a nobleman is already a tall order, how dare you expect such an extravagant expectation?" Wang Ping cupped his hands again and again, a little flattered.

"Why is General Wang so condescending?" Feng Yong said solemnly, "A man was born in heaven and earth, why bother to stick to the worldly views. The general is just temporarily frustrated, and when the time comes, he will have a career of his own. The general will inevitably It will make those who look down today look sideways."

The tens-year-old man was trembling from the few short words. Wang Ping shook his lips and bowed deeply: "Thank you Feng Langjun for your kind words. If he is successful in the future, he will never forget Feng Lang." Your honor today."

Sending charcoal in the snow is far more valuable than icing on the cake.

You borrowed 100,000 from Ali when he was in the most difficult time, and the return you got was far more than the 100 million you injected after he succeeded.

Feng Yong chuckled, just don't dare to forget! I just like people who know how to repay their kindness.

After Wang Ping finished speaking, he got up and walked to the carriage, unwrapped the tightly wrapped carriage with his own hands, lifted the cover on it, and saw that most of the carriage was silk brocade cloth that could be used directly as money, and a small part It was a copper vessel, with one or two silver vessels in between.

"A trivial gift is not a respect, and I hope Feng Langjun will not dislike it."

Feng Yong walked around the carriage without even looking at the silk, but his eyes fell on the utensils. He picked up a copper bowl with a watermark on it, probably still in use at home, and took it out.

Now he sighed softly and said: "I heard that General Wang's family is not very well-off. If you have brought out so many things this time, I'm afraid there are only four walls left in the house now?"

Wang Ping said with a little embarrassment: "The family still has some floating money..."

Feng Yong said "Oh", then turned around and looked at Wang Ping with a half-smile, "My teacher has a saying, I wonder if General Wang has heard it? Aunt Aunt, Fang is the first teacher of his sons and daughters."

Wang Ping let out a long sigh, and bowed down in admiration: "Mr. Feng Lang really deserves to be a master!" After speaking, he stood up and pointed to the car, and said with a little self-mockery, "All the valuables of the Wang family are in this car. I lied to Feng Lang earlier. Jun, it's my own fault, it has nothing to do with Da Lang, please don't blame Feng Lang Jun on him."

"It's really pitiful for the mother of the world!" Feng Yong said with emotion, and then said to Wang Xun, "You must remember everything your family Aunt has done for you today."

Wang Xun bowed: "I really dare not forget."

Feng Yong nodded in satisfaction, turned around and patted the carriage, and said a sentence very pretendingly: "Gold and silver have a price, but knowledge is priceless. Your son's sincere heart to learn is the best Shuxiu. These vulgar things, Take it back."

Sigh, no wonder you, Wang Ping, have such a hard life after you surrendered, you are still too upright! Just pull all the things from your house over, and no one would dare to accept them if you change them! If you really accept it, a reputation that regards money as your life will not be able to escape, how can you live with a bad reputation?

You can just pull half of it here, so that we can make up a good father image for Zishe to study for money, and I can pretend to shirk and accept it to get benefits, hello, hello, everyone, how good is this ?

Fail, really fail!

"I specialize in the art of easy teeth in the teacher's school, and I like food. If the general really has the heart, why not use food as a training."

Wang Ping glanced at Wang Xun in amazement, and thought to himself: Da Lang also said this to me. At that time, he thought it was Feng Langjun's modest words, but he didn't expect to be telling the truth. Fortunately, after listening to Da Lang's words, he made another preparation. But Feng Langjun, the son of a master, is really free and easy.

"Of course there is food, but I'm afraid it won't catch Feng Langjun's eyes." Wang Ping took a clay pot from Wang Xun, opened the pot, and brought it to Feng Yong. Big men are extremely rare, but I don't know if they suit Feng Langjun's taste."

"Hey, what is this?" Feng Yong saw that the thing in the clay pot was yellowish-white and had a slightly sour smell, so he took it out and put it in his hands for a closer look, with a little fear in his eyes. confidence.

"This is cheese, made by the Qiang people. The Qiang people are good at shepherding sheep and like to eat goat's milk. This thing is made of goat's milk. A certain person once met the Qiang people and bought it from them. The taste is very delicious, so I brought it to Feng Langjun to taste."

It really is cheese!

Feng Yong sighed, are you really going to force me to make ice cream? That's right, can summer be called summer without ice cream?

I remember when I was a child, there was an aunt who was ten years older than Feng Yong, who was very smart in reading. But at that time, my family was poor, and because I favored boys over girls, I didn't go to junior high school anymore. After going out to work for two years, she suddenly ran home and said that she had saved enough money and wanted to go to high school again, but was slapped by her father, that is, Feng Yong's grandfather, and fainted on the ground, and was kicked out the next day. After going out to continue his working life, Feng Yong never saw that little aunt again for five years.

Five years later, Feng Yong went to elementary school. He was the top student in the school and a well-known smart boy in his village. The little aunt dressed in foreign style was very happy when she came home and found out, she took Feng Yong to the streets to play, buy clothes, stationery, supplements, and secretly gave him pocket money...

In the end, she taught him how to make cakes and ice cream with the eggs and cornflour at home, and told him with a smile that she learned it secretly when she was cleaning dishes in the hotel kitchen. Only Feng Yong has this kind of treatment among the children in the family, and the others can only be jealous-who said that their studies are not as good as Feng Yong's?

After Feng Yong grew up, his family had more money, and he could buy some snacks occasionally. But I found that the cakes and ice cream bought on the street did not have the taste as I remembered. Maybe it was chemical additives, or maybe it wasn't made by my aunt. Gradually, he didn't like eating cakes and ice cream.

Because he stubbornly believes that the taste of cakes made of cornmeal and ice cream made of eggs is the purest taste.

When Feng Yong learned to write letters, my little aunt often wrote to him outside, asking him to study hard. But there will always be some letters lost or not received. After all, it was common to lose letters at that time, so Feng Yong didn't care. It was only after I told my little aunt that she felt a little strange, because all the lost letters contained the pocket money she gave Feng Yong.

Later, my aunt secretly told Feng Yong that her sister-in-law, Feng Yong's aunt, had intercepted these letters, took the money inside and tore up all the letters. At that time, Feng Yong realized that not only children have pink eye disease, but adults also have it.

Red eye and pink eye disease are not the same thing, just like now, Feng Yong's eyes are a little red.

He patted the carriage again, feeling even more painful in his heart.

There is so much money, but there is no way to collect it. Failure, failure!

Annoyed in his heart, he said to Wang Ping: "If the general is really sincere, then exchange all this cart of money and silk for a cart of cheese!"