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Chapter 29 Qin Mengxue is dead

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    The streets in Beiping City had been widened some time ago. Fang Xing and the other three left the ox cart in the cart and horse shop, then went to have breakfast.

    People in the north like pasta, while people in the south like rice. This actually has nothing to do with people¡¯s preferences. It¡¯s just because the north is currently not suitable for growing rice.

    After ordering three bowls of noodles and a few boiled eggs, Xin Laoqi took out a bottle of chili sauce from the bag.

    ¡°Brother Qi, give me more.¡±

    Ma Su now likes chili peppers, especially when eating noodles.

    Fang Xing watched a bottle of chili pepper being poured down by the two of them. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't grab it, there are plenty at home."

    In the domestic warehouse that was later discovered, there was almost enough chili sauce that even Fang Xing¡¯s great-grandchildren couldn¡¯t finish.

    ¡°And the peppers grown in Fangjiazhuang have all sprouted, and the supply will not be cut off in the future.

    Everyone else¡¯s noodles tasted the same, but Fang Xing¡¯s table looked different, so someone shouted, ¡°Shopkeeper, why are the noodles you gave me so bland!¡±

    At this time, condiments, the legendary spices, were very expensive, so the taste in this noodle shop was really bland.

    The boss who was cooking noodles inside yelled: "That's the customer's own seasoning. You can add some soy sauce yourself."

    There was already soy sauce at this time, but the boss was reluctant and just asked the waiter to add a little more.

    The waiter deliberately passed by Fang Xing. His nose twitched and he looked at the red noodle soup again, feeling a little concerned.

    After finishing the noodles, Ma Su went to pay the bill, which was what Fang Xing requested.

    "To see all kinds of folk life, you not only have to see it, but you also have to experience it."

    The boss did not accept the copper coins handed over by Ma Su, and said with a smile: "May I ask, sir, where did you buy that sauce?"

    Ma Su was happy when he heard it, but he just remembered Fang Xing's explanation and said, "That's what I made at home."

    As soon as the boss heard this, he looked at Ma Su's clothes and whispered: "The store is willing to pay for the recipe of this sauce, and I also ask the customer to give me a price."

    Ma Su turned around and saw Fang Xing looking at him encouragingly, and said, "I'm very sorry. This thing is very precious. I don't have much left at home. Let's wait until we have the opportunity in the future!"

    After arranging the coins on the oil-stained table, Ma Su followed Fang Xing out of the noodle shop with his head held high.

    After leaving the noodle shop, Xin Laoqi led the way, and the three of them went to Beicheng.

    Wandering slowly, Ma Su was driven by Fang Xing to ask about the prices of various things. He bought a bunch of things he liked and planned to take them back as gifts.

    By noon, the three of them had already walked outside a restaurant in Beicheng.

    "Master, this is the place."

    Fang Xing nodded and went up to the second floor first.

    "Sir, what do you want to use? The store has"

    The waiter announced the names of the dishes in a crackling voice, and Fang Xing felt that it was much smoother than those in cross talk.

    After ordering the food and a bottle of wine, Fang Xing gave Xin Laoqi a look.

    "I'm going to the toilet."

    Xin Laoqi didn¡¯t know how to change clothes. He took out a small bottle from his bag and went out.

    "Is it wine?"

    Ma Su smelled the smell coming from the small bottle. It was very fragrant.

    Fang Xing looked at the greedy Ma Su and said with a smile: "You are still young, so you should drink less alcohol, otherwise your liver will have problems sooner or later."

    After waiting for the food to arrive, Ma Su saw that Xin Laoqi still hadn't come back, but Fang Xing was not surprised at all.

    "teacher¡­¡­"

    Although Fang Xing is only a few years older than Ma Su, in Ma Su's eyes, he is his teacher, brother, and even

    Fang Xing swallowed the duck meat in his mouth, and then said slowly: "Xin Laoqi is out for something, you will know later."

    Ma Su suppressed his curiosity and waited until he was almost finished eating before he saw Xin Laoqi walking in.

    "Master, it's done."

    Xin Laoqi looked excited. This guy has become a little bloodthirsty since he killed an enemy last night.

    Fang Xingxing pointed to the food on the table: "Eat quickly, we will go home after eating."

    Xin Laoqi was not particular about it. He just put a few vegetables together in a big bowl, ate five flatbreads with these vegetables, and finally drank all the mutton soup.

    Walking in the corridor on the second floor, Ma Su heard a burst of excited shouts from the room inside.

      "Come on, come on, there is good wine today, I, Qin Mengxue, will challenge three."

    Ma Su narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Xing.

    "let's go!"

    Fang Xing walked down the stairs with a normal expression.

    More than an hour later, several men walked out of the private room on the second floor, all of them with faces as red as Guan Gong and drunken eyes.

    "Old Qin, why do my eyes feel a little blurry?"

    "Well!"

    Qin Mengxue let out a wine burp and said with a smile: "Go to Xiao Nanzi's place later, don't go to the wrong place! Hahahaha!"

    Several men, arm in arm, walked toward the brothel opposite under everyone¡¯s gaze.

    "Going to a brothel at noon is really a deterioration in the world!"

    After seeing this, an old scholar who was eating couldn't help but lamented the corruption of the current world.

    As night fell, a scream suddenly came from the brothel, the sound was sharp and frightened.

    "Here comes someone! Someone is going to get wind!"

    ¡­¡­

    In autumn, all the farmers in Fangjiazhuang went to the mountains with their backpacks on their backs, preparing to pick some mountain specialties.

    Fang Xing was sitting on a lounge chair in the front yard. There was a table opposite and Ma Su was answering questions.

    "Teacher, you said that there is a big ball under our feet, and it is still spinning, but why don't we float out?"

    Ma Su asked with some confusion.

    Fang Xing brought the small teapot to his mouth, took a sip happily, and then said: "Let's assume that what is under our feet is a big ball, then of course the sun and the moon are the same, right?"

    Ma Su nodded, feeling a little confused.

    Fang Xing chuckled and said, "Sunrise and sunset, the sun during the day and the moon at night. If they don't rotate, wouldn't we be exposed to the sun forever?"

    "That's right!"

    Ma Su is not an idiot, but the knowledge he has received since he was studying in Shufa has been relatively traditional. After becoming a disciple of Fang Xing, a whole new world has been revealed to him.

    "When you have the opportunity to go to the sea and take a look, when a ship appears on the sea level, the first thing you see must be the mast. If our feet are not a big ball, but a round sky, then why can't we see it at the same time?  Where¡¯s the whole ship?¡±

    "As for why it didn't float out, look at the fruits on the trees. When the fruits are ripe, why do they fall to the ground instead of floating upward, or stay still?"

    Looking at Ma Su who was deep in thought, Fang Xing smiled unkindly.  He is unwilling to impart knowledge that does not belong to this world to his students like a cramming duck. Instead, he prefers to use heuristic methods to let them discover and explore on their own.

    "Master."

    Normally no one would bother Fang Xing when he was teaching, but today Fang Jielun came anyway, and he came with a solemn expression.

    "Young Master, Qin Mengxue is dead."

    Ma Su's body trembled, and Fang Xing said lazily: "Fuck him, it's none of our business! If I don't have a drink to celebrate, it would be considered kind." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel  .com
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