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Chapter 50 Do I really have the spirit of a bastard?

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    After making kimchi, the weather suddenly turned cold, and with the arrival of the first snow, Fangjiazhuang began to become quiet.

    "Dang! Dang! Dang!"

    The courtyard next door to Zhu Fang¡¯s residence has been used as a workshop.

    Putting down the sledgehammer and looking at the gradually darkening iron material, Zhu Fang picked up the water can and took a sip, sweating all over her body.

    ??In order to make iron into a material, it must be forged multiple times. Only in this way can the impurities inside be knocked out and the material purer.

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

    It would be a waste of time for one person to complete these processes. Zhu Fang went to Fang Xing to ask for someone, but because it was difficult to find a professional blacksmith, he was temporarily stranded.

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

    "Young Master, we sincerely sold ourselves to become naturalized citizens. From now on, we will be at your mercy, Master."

    The two big men were strong and strong. If Xin Laoqi hadn't been standing by with a knife, Fang Xing might not have dared to come out.

    "Wellhow could you even think of making a donation?"

    Fang Xing was confused and confused.

    "Master, we have been blacksmiths for generations. If we enter the official camp, we will be slaves of the official family for the rest of our lives. Master, we are really sincere!"

    The two seven-foot tall men actually started crying.

    I said!  Could it be that I, Fang Xing, also have the aura of a bastard?  Surprisingly, there are warriors coming to shoot while sitting at home!

    " However, Fang Xing was cautious and did not agree first. He just asked Zhu Fang to inspect their professional standards.

    When Zhu Fang said ecstatically that both of them were experienced and had good skills, Fang Xing was even more confused.

    This will not be fine work, because no one will use craftsmen to do fine work.

    In order not to leak the secret, the craftsmen of each family are under strict supervision. You can go out if you want, and you can go out after you become a corpse, and you will be dragged to the mass grave by a rotten mat.

    ???????????????? Both of them signed a contract of betrayal, and even if Fang Xing killed them, no one cared about them, so the suspicion of being a traitor was cleared.

    Fang Xing was in a daze. He felt that he might have destiny, otherwise why would someone come to sell himself immediately when there was a shortage of blacksmiths?

    At night, on the big bed, after exercising, Fang Xing asked Zhang Shuhui, who was still breathing.

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

    Zhang Shuhui was counting Fang Xing's abdominal muscles. After hearing this, she said casually: "Husband, it doesn't matter whether you are noble or not. I just want a harmonious and beautiful family, and I don't want to be like a black eye secretly."

    This woman has no ambition at all!

    The frustrated Fang Xing was furious, so he punished Zhang Shuhui again, causing him to get up late the next day.

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    "Hahaha!"

    Just when Fang Xing was in a daze, wondering if God wanted him to come to the Ming Dynasty and change the world, Zhu Zhanji's familiar laughter came in.

    Zhu Zhanji was in a good mood and said as soon as he came in: "Brother Dehua, you don't know! This time I took over the job of craftsmanship, and a few nobles actually expressed their support secretly, hahaha!"

    ??Secret support?

    Fang Xing rubbed his forehead, feeling the urge to slap himself.

    Damn it!  This is a way for people to secretly show their loyalty to the emperor's grandson. Do you really think that you are the son of heaven and you still want to change the dynasty?

    Fang Xing felt a little sad, but also a little happy.

    He was glad that he did not have to work so hard to rebel and conquer the country, and he was even more glad that he could save his life.

    "This is a good thing!"

    Fang Xing felt that it was time to celebrate this event with a big meal, so the dinner was served in large plates and bowls.

    "This stew is delicious!"

    Zhu Zhanji is now very casual in the Fang family, just as casual as he is in his own home.

    This is a big pot of stew, which contains crabs, clams, prawns, abalone and freshly harvested cabbage stalks. When cooked into one pot, it is extremely delicious.

    Ma Su felt that Zhu Zhanji was going too far. He didn¡¯t pay for food at the teacher¡¯s house, so of course he couldn¡¯t be allowed to eat more, so the two of them fought over it.

    But Fang Xing didn¡¯t fight for it, he just drank some wine and ate the spicy crab in front of him, feeling that at this point in his life, he had nothing else to ask for.

    After finishing the meal, Fang Xing told Zhu Zhanji about the two blacksmiths who had 'voluntarily' sold themselves, and then he saw the corners of Zhu Zhanji's mouth raised.?Obviously he was extremely happy.

    Seeing others in a good mood, Fang Xing felt it was unfair, so he took some bad medicine.

    "I think these nobles are just playing the trick of hedging their bets, and no one can be offended!"

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

    Well, I can¡¯t play politics with you!

    Fang Xing went out to eat in frustration, and Zhu Zhanji followed him.

    There is already a lot of snow outside. According to the old man in Fangjiazhuang, the weather in Peiping has gotten colder and colder in recent years, and even the harvest in the fields has been affected.

    "This is Little Glacier!"

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

    There is a faint white mist on the river, making it look a little more ethereal.

    Fang Xing rubbed his numb face with his hands, turned around and said to Zhu Zhanji, "The peppers have been collected. You can make your own arrangements as to how to operate them."

    Zhu Zhanji thought of the spicy crab he had eaten today and said with a smile: "Brother Dehua, this is the best thing to keep out the cold, and it can also remove dampness. I'm going to send some to the capital first for Grandpa Huang to try, and then  Collect the seeds and plant them in my village first, and then distribute them to the nine sides after waiting for more."

    Depend on!  But what about my benefits?

    Fang Xing said with some displeasure: "The people in your village are very lazy, don't destroy the pepper plants!"

    Zhuangzi is on the left side of Fangjiazhuang. After seeing and hearing about it many times, Fang Xing has despaired of the management of Zhuangzi. He feels that Zhu Zhanji is wasting land resources.

    Zhu Di doted on his grandson, so he was constantly rewarded.  A Zhuangzi is really nothing to Zhu Zhanji.  When Fang Xing said this, he suddenly realized that he was ready to change his manager.

    When he got home, Fang Xing quietly went to the backyard without telling anyone, and started digging with a small hoe.

    After struggling for half the pay, Fang Xingcai looked at the bunches of potato eggs in front of him and smiled stupidly.

    Because the planting time was a little late, I didn¡¯t think about checking the yield until I woke up today.

    "A lot!"

    At that time, he only planted an area the size of the basketball court in front of him, so after digging a few holes, he could estimate the approximate yield.

    "Ha ha ha ha!"

    A big bird flew in the night sky. When passing by the backyard, I was so startled by the terrifying laughter that I almost fell down.

    ¡°With such a high yield, even if we plant one season a year, we can still feed a family!¡±

    So braised potatoes appeared on the breakfast table the next day. When the servants and Zhu Zhanji, who had just finished exercising, smelled the aroma, they couldn't help but twitch their noses and gathered around the big basin.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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