Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The cook went in and closed the door.

This move was very considerate, Wang He praised it secretly, then sat next to Liu Pu and asked, "But are you upset?"

Liu Pu felt very weak, he leaned against the warehouse wall and said, "No, I'm just hungry."

"Ho **** ho!"

Wang He smiled and said: "Our family never vomited when we went to sea. This is an extraordinary talent! Master Xiaohou, you can't do it."

"Who can't?"

What a man dislikes most is being said no, Liu Pu is no exception. He said with a strong spirit: "Who can't? Two days at most, I promise to kill Sumatra from here."

Wang He smiled and said, "Little Houye, there are a lot of natives in Sumatra. It's a difficult journey!"

There was an exhortation in these words. Liu Pu beat the wooden board under him and asked: "But Brother Dehua asked you to come?"

For a moment, Wang Hejing, Liu Pu's eyes were red, and he said, "Why do you want people to humiliate me?"

Wang He sighed: "Xing He Bo really didn't say anything to you! He didn't say anything to An Yuanhou either."

Liu Pu was startled and asked: ‘What do you mean? ’

Wang He remembered what Fang Xing had said earlier, and couldn't help feeling envious.

——That's a careless person, don't be angry with him, otherwise he can cry for you when he knows the reason.

"Xing He said... the holy family over there is a little deeper in An Yuanhou, now it seems to be a good thing, but the time may not be too long, so you have to be stubborn, Xiaohouye, you can't be a hero, right? That's not good."

Liu Pu slammed the wooden board, then bounced, but Wang He hugged his calf.

"Sit down! Why are you in a hurry? Don't make trouble for Xinghe Bo!"

Wang He pulled Liu Pu down and said: "Our family scared you just now, and Xing He Bo just wanted to beat you."

"What do you mean by beating?"

Liu Pu had a good face and was scolded by Fang Xing in public. He naturally felt that he had no face, so he struggled until now.

Wang He is now entangled, considering whether to tell the truth.

"What Xing Hebo meant... Master Xiaohou... you are a little bit dull. In the future, your future in the military is limited and you can't stand alone, so..."

"So I should sit and eat and wait to die?"

Liu Pu broke free of Wang He at once. Wang He didn't chase him either. He just smiled and said, "Go find hardship for yourself."

...

Liu Pu ran to the deck, searched around, and found Fang Xing on the side.

Fang Xing was looking at the warship on the side, and when he heard the footsteps, he asked, "Is the material counted out today?"

The fleet is sailing on the vast sea, and the material is life, so every day there will be the latest material quantity report, so that Fang Xing can determine the itinerary based on the remaining material.

"Brother Dehua..."

Fang Xing slowly turned around, looked at Liu Pu who was panting, and sighed: "You can't help it after all..."

Liu Pu walked to the side of the ship and sat down, and then asked angrily: "Brother Dehua, is your majesty jealous?"

Fang Xing also walked over and sat down with him, and then said, "It's not that exaggerated, it's just..."

"The next generation of Wu Xun? Your Majesty doesn't believe us anymore?"

Suddenly, Liu Pu became as keen as he was getting through the two lines of Ren and Du, making Fang Xing only a bitter smile.

"No that said, it's just..."

It's just that the emperor wants to gradually abandon Wuxun.

Zhang Fu Liusheng's generation of martial arts will have no problem, and will be reused if necessary. But after they go, the martial arts students should also take over.

"You are the second generation of Wu."

Fang Xing said in a tangled voice: "If you are too prosperous and the affection of your father's generation, the influence in the army will be even greater. Such things... Think about the British father. There are people chanting articles and poems by his side. What does this mean?"

Liu Pu froze for a moment, and said, "Is this going to take the path of a civil servant? But Wu Xun can't get through!"

Fang Xing lightly beat the deck below him, and said, "Like Zhang Mao...When I grow up, I won't have the opportunity to lead the army, so I can eat and die? Are you willing?"

"willing!"

Liu Pu angrily said: "Can't you see the loyal Majesty full of words? You have to be jealous. Who does not know that my family is the most loyal in the Manchu civil and military? The British father is slick, but my father is going straight... hey!"

After all, he didn't say anything against the evil, but there was more sadness between his brows.

The sky is blue, seabirds are screaming, the crew on the deck are busy, the lookout post is watching the front...

Everyone is doing their duty faithfully!

Fang Xing sighed, then put his arms around Liu Pu's shoulders, and said, "This is fate."

The descendants of Wuxun will have real pros and cons, relying on the relationship of their fathers to be able to grow up, and when the royal family is weak, they can change into a vassal at any time, and they will not listen.

Liu Pu looked at the sky blankly, and muttered: "No wonder my father said that I am the best, not up to down."

As Zhu Di's beloved general, Liu Sheng is still the emperor's conviction in the kingdom of Gancheng.

"Your father holds the Shenjiying Arch Guardian, this is a great trust, and when it comes to you, you should be blessed. If you like to fight, you can follow it, but you don't have the ability to be alone. This is God's will, a good thing!"

Fang Xing got up, squinted by the sun, "This trip to sea...just treat it as a relaxation!"

Liu Pu sat here alone, from sunny to dark.

Fang Xing knew he needed to think, so he didn't care.

"Xinghe Bo, he won't..."

Wang He carried a big bowl and found Fang Xing. Seeing Fang Xing looking at the ship's side, he made a dive with one hand.

Fang Xing was also holding a big bowl, he lowered his head and took a bite of fried rice, and said, "He won't."

Liu Pu's temperament was not sentimental, but Fang Xing cruelly exposed his future destiny, and even Fang Xing couldn't figure it out.

Wang He looked around ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and saw a few sergeants, unfamiliar sergeants.

Most of them are from the navy, ready to rush over in an emergency, or even go into the water to catch people.

He chewed disapprovingly.

"Ouch!"

After a bang, Wang He suddenly stopped moving.

Tonight everyone is eating fried rice, fried rice with bacon.

Fang Xing turned his head slowly, and saw Wang He opened his mouth, dumbfounded, and said regretfully: "Let's find the doctor."

Wang He moved his mouth slowly, then swallowed the rice, and explored it with his tongue.

"Nothing!"

"Ho **** ho ho!"

Just as Wang He's triumphant laughter, Liu Pu on the ship's gunwale stiffened.

Wang He stopped laughing and watched Liu Pu slowly pat his butt, and then slowly walked to the kitchen step by step.

"He never vomited?"

Wang He asked blankly.

"Yes!"

Only when Xing Xing remembered this, he felt a little weird.

Then someone followed, Fang Xing nodded slightly, and then continued to eat bacon fried rice.

The bacon is very salty, and the fried rice is salty enough without adding salt.

There are also some bean sprouts and radishes in it.

In the early years, Fang Xing suggested multiple channels to experiment with carrying vegetables for a long time, and these years have been fruitful.

In addition to tea and bean sprouts, the Da Ming fleet went to sea, and now there are dried vegetables and kimchi to make up for the lack of vitamins in many ways.

It’s just that the cook has to make the food in the order of decay, so the dried vegetables are served first, otherwise you can still eat delicious kimchi today.

Fang Xing finished eating, the knife came quietly and whispered: "Master, Xiao Hou is eating."

Fang Xing asked comfortedly: "How do you look at it?"

"It's edible, two big pots."

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