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"Youwho are you?"
Xie Wentong was no longer as arrogant as before, pointed at Fang Xing and asked tremblingly.
Although everyone is in this business, there are also some rumors about the emperor's taste among the people. But today a restaurant owner actually said it in such a relaxed tone
It¡¯s as if he has seen the emperor¡¯s meal with his own eyes!
who are you?
Fang Xing chuckled: "Student Fang Xing!"
Boom!
The second thunderbolt fell!
"You, are you the Fang Xing who caused a few troubles in the Imperial College and taught the emperor's grandson?"
Xie Wentong asked, holding on to the hope that the Fang Xing in front of him had just the same name. In fact, he also wanted to ask, are you the Fang Xing who caused our Guanglu Temple to complain in the palace?
Since chicken essence and MSG entered the palace, not only the prince's family did not like to eat the food of Guanglu Temple, but also His Majesty the Emperor often enjoyed the dishes prepared by the prince and grandson Xiaojing. This made the people of Guanglu Temple very interested in the condiments provided. The person hates it so much.
The key is that no one in Guanglu Temple knows how to cook these new dishes. Only a cook in the palace of the prince was taught them. It is said that this guy even swore an oath, saying that if the skill is in the people, the people will die if the skill is lost.
This oath scared off many people who wanted to steal the master.
Later, the prince wanted to give the cook to the emperor, but the emperor was used to heavy flavors and couldn't eat the 'light' dishes, so he didn't take away all the errands in Guanglu Temple.
But even so, when the "filial piety" was delivered to the emperor's dinner table every now and then, most of it would be eaten up, which filled the hearts of everyone in Guanglu Temple with a sense of crisis.
"I am Fang Xing!"
Fang Xing said with a smile, then turned around and caught a glimpse of the two big guys, and hurriedly stood up to greet them.
"Master Yang, Master Xia, why didn't you say anything when you came here? At least I can give you some signature dishes!"
Yang Rong stroked his beard and said without looking at Xie Wentong: "Who dares to take advantage of you Fang Dehua? Brother Wei Zhe has never written a plaque for anyone, this time is an exception. I don't dare to show my shame in my words, so I keep my voice quiet Eat and leave! Hahahaha!"
Xia Yuanji also smiled and said: "The food is good. I will come here often from now on. Remember what you just said."
The two of them left after talking, even Fang Xing refused to send him off.
It¡¯s interesting!
These two people didn't have to show up, but they came out in the end, and directly destroyed Xie Wentong's defenses in an intimate way.
"Mr. Fang, are you really Mr. Fang?"
Most officials are chameleons. He didn't believe it when he woke up before, but when he saw how quickly Xie Wentong changed his face, he suddenly felt that he was too young.
Xie Wentong said with admiration: "Mr. Fang, your first volume of arithmetic, Xiaguan bought several copies as soon as possible. Everyone in the family has a copy, and they can serve the family rules that cannot be recited"
Looking at the lips flying up and down, Fang Xing suddenly felt ridiculous.
Xie Wentong said some words of admiration, then put a few treasure banknotes on the table, and said with a smile: "Mr. Fang, you are really too proud of me, I will take my leave now."
When he reached the door, Xie Wentong felt that his feet were weak.
"This Fang Xing is not a good person. It is said that he even dared to swipe Ji Gang's face. He, a seventh-grade official, dared to blackmail him into this place.
How lucky you are to be able to escape!
It is only right to burn some sticks of incense to the Bodhisattva as soon as you get home and have a fast meal tomorrow.
"Thank you, sir, who is behind this?"
When Xie Wentong was full of luck, he turned around slowly with a grimace when he heard the sound.
Fang Xing sat on the chair and looked at him with a half-smile.
Xie Wentong immediately figured out the pros and cons of this matter.
If he wants to fight hard, whether it is public or private, he will definitely lose.
"A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist!"
The smile appeared on Xie Wentong's face again. He knew that if he didn't give Fang Xing an explanation today, he would be in danger.
Pointing to the next door with his finger, Xie Wentong betrayed the victim without hesitation.
Mingyue Tower?
"interesting!"
Xie Wentong saw a smile on Fang Xing's face and asked hurriedly: "Mr. Fang, can I leave now?"
"Bah!"
Fang Xing clapped his hands without changing his smile, and then Fang Eleven appeared at the door.
"Master."
Fang ShiLooking at Xie Wentong with squinted eyes, he felt that he had dozens of ways to make this guy from Guanglu Temple disappear silently.
"On the 11th, prepare pen and paper, and take Mr. Xie to write down what happened today."
Fang Xing was still smiling, but the meaning behind his words was very clear.
¡°You, Xie Wentong, just want to get away from me?¡± Do you really think that I, Fang Xing, am a stick?
Xie Wentong looked at Fang Xing with despair, but he only saw a hint of indifference.
"Let's go, thank you sir."
Fang Shiyi sneered.
"Lin Zhiyuan?"
Fang Xing went to his room. Zhang Shuhui asked what happened. Fang Xing said that there was a guest who drank too much and caused trouble.
"Has been sent away."
Seeing that his wife and concubines had finished eating, Fang Xing was not picky. He directly picked up a big bowl, put in all the dishes he liked, and stirred them together with the rice.
Seeing Fang Xing eating so deliciously, even Zhang Shuhui felt like eating more, but Xiaobai was already taking action.
In fact, when Fang Xing is alone, this is his favorite way: mixing several vegetables with rice. It tastes really good.
After dinner, Fang Xing asked Fang Wu to be found when he returned home.
"Fang Wu, go check on Lin Zhiyuan in Mingyue Tower."
A restaurant owner can actually command seventh-grade officials. This energy is extraordinary!
Fang Xing smiled at Xiaobai and Lingdang who were running towards them. Under the sunshine, there was a bit of coldness in that smile.
Lin Zhiyuan was very calm today, which was in sharp contrast to the restlessness of the past few days. Even the waiters at Mingyue Tower felt that the shopkeeper was holding back a big move.
Sitting alone in a private room on the second floor, Lin Zhiyuan was pouring himself a drink.
There is an open window next to him. Lin Zhiyuan is sitting on the side, and he can see the first door next door at a glance.
Not long after, when he saw Xie Wentong walking out, Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but smile, raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"No. 1 Fresh? I think this name will be changed soon! Hahahaha!"
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Fang Xingxing¡¯s first priority now is to reorganize the Jubaoshan Qianhu Station. He wants this small and capable unit to play a greater role in the Northern Expedition.
For this reason, Fang Xing went to the military camp for several days in a row, which made the sensitive sergeants feel the urgency.
Dong Pi has been running to the Ministry of War and the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion these days, trying to get more resources.
"How did I become a baggage officer?"
Dong Pi, who was sweating profusely, entered the military camp and saw Fang Xing fighting Xin Laoqi with a wooden sword.
"It's better to say that it was an over-the-counter move than Xin Laoqi was feeding Fang Xing.
"Puff puff!"
After striking out more than ten knives in a row, Fang Xing waved his hand to indicate a pause.
Dong Pi took the opportunity to go up and said with a blushing face: "Mr. Fang, our troops are scheduled to set off in seven days to advance for Your Majesty."
Fang Xing choked as he wiped his sweat, then relaxed and said, "This is the honor of our department, tell the brothers."
While Dong Pi told everyone the news, Fang Xing went to check the supplies. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com