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    Anyway, according to Chen Xi, Dong Zhuo will die in a few months, and the Xiliang Army will be in chaos. The reorganized Xiliang Army Hua Xiong is not easy to tease. For example, if you buy it now, you will probably pay less to give you face.  , otherwise the Xiliang Army will take advantage of you. After all, who dares to take advantage of the Xiliang Army at this time? The upper level of the Xiliang Army will let you know who Yongzhou belongs to!

    After a few months, Dong Zhuo pounced, and Hua Xiong went to take advantage of the evil. I guess the Xiliang Army didn't even have the intention to take care of it. But what Chen Xi is thinking now is whether the other party can endure it for three or four months without taking action?

    "Then there's no need to do such a thing." Mi Zhu persuaded him. For a businessman who is strict and law-abiding, such a thing is too harmful to his character.

    "The Han and the thieves are not at odds with each other." Chen Xi brought out his deadly weapon, but Mi Zhu had nothing to say.

    The matter was decided like this. If you don't have money and want something, what else can you do besides taking advantage of it? Anyway, in Chen Xi's view, Dong Zhuo is dead, those things are considered inheritance, and there is no official heir, so it is natural to donate them to the country. As a  Liu Bei, a member of the Han clan, should take over.

    As the New Year approaches, I don¡¯t feel the flavor of the New Year at all. There is no red paper, no couplets, no firecrackers, only small wooden signs with words hanging on the door. Well, at most, I have more food at home. As for the rest, and  There is no difference at all on ordinary days, but there is no difference at all during the New Year in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. Probably the lower class people at this time hardly feel this way.

    The Chen family is a little more popular now, but the only family members that Chen Xi can recognize are Uncle Chen, Chen Lan, and Fan Jian. But what¡¯s more amazing is that the eldest lady Fan Jian can actually cook some New Year¡¯s rice, such as lotus root and meatballs.  Things like that are still very well done.

    Looking at the sweet and sour meatballs, steamed meatballs, steamed meatballs, braised meatballs, tofu meatballs, fried meatballs, etc. on the tables, Chen Xi suddenly had a complicated feeling and wanted to eat himself into meatballs.  idea.

    However, seeing Fan Jian's slightly twitchy expression, Chen Xi sighed and said he had to eat it if it should be eaten. She would probably be sad if Fan Jian's efforts were wasted.

    "Jian'er, did you make these?" Chen Xi used chopsticks to pick up one of each type for himself and tasted it. Except for some meatballs that tasted really weird, the other meatballs were unexpectedly delicious.

    "Yeah!" Fan Jian nodded repeatedly, with a hint of pride on his face, and then stared at Chen Xi without saying anything.

    ¡° Drawing inferences from one example should be praised at any time, and it can be seen that Fan Jian is very confident in his cooking skills.

    "Try it yourself." Chen Xi put a few meatballs on each plate that had an obviously different taste and put them in a small bowl. "Here, open your mouth."

    Fan Jian was visibly startled, then blushed down to her neck, but she still closed her eyes slightly and opened her mouth to wait for Chen Xi to feed her.

    "Crack~" Chen Lan appeared at the right time, then stood at the door, her face turned red when she saw this scene, and she was about to close the door and go back to sleep.

    "Come here." Chen Xi stopped Chen Lan directly.

    Chen Lan walked over slowly, sat next to Fan Jian, and then obediently closed her eyes and waited for feeding.

    "" Chen Xi was speechless. Chen Lan, you must have performed too well today. Now you have so many balls in your hands that you don't know who to give them to first. Fan Jian had already started to half-squint his eyes to see Chen Xi's reaction, but the look on his face  The redness has not subsided.

    Chen Xi slowly retracted his hand, poured all the bowl of meatballs with an obviously weird taste into his mouth, chewed a few times, and swallowed it hard. The sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty taste that exploded in his mouth was simply  It's your own fault.

    "Husband seems to like these plates of meatballs very much." Fan Jian's eyes showed a hint of joy, and then she quickly filled them up for Chen Xi, followed closely by Chen Lan, "Husband, please eat more." Chen Lan said,  But it was obvious that there was some pity in his eyes.

    Looking down at a bowl full of dark cuisine-level meatballs, and then looking at other meatballs that can be said to be delicious, Chen Xi turned his head silently and said with a smile, "Come on, Jian'er, Lan'er, my husband will feed you."  Eat. Remember that you picked them up yourself.¡±

    Husband and wife, husband and wife, naturally have to face difficulties together. One of them fed three or five, and then swallowed the others bravely. Then watching the two of them swallow the balls with painful expressions on their faces, Chen Xi instantly regained his balance.  , but something feels wrong.

    "The meatballs I made are so unpalatable?" Fan Jian, who was originally joking and happy, instantly turned into a look on the verge of tears.

    "Eat yours." Chen Xi picked up another meatball and stuffed it in Fan Jian's mouth. "It's the first time I've made so many. It's good to just have a few unpalatable ones."

    "Eat, and after eating, I will make some jewelry for each of you. Mi Zizhong told me that his family is making jewelry, and I will take you?, customized ones are always much better than popular ones, just make them in whatever style you like.  "Chen Xi comforted Fan Jian and said, at least he couldn't do this at first. As for the first time, all the dishes were dark, Fan Jian was pretty good.

    In this ordinary New Year with no couplets, no firecrackers, no incense candles, and Chen Xi still needs to make the dumplings by himself, when he fell asleep with the traditional slips in his arms, Chen Xi vaguely felt that the heartache had faded too much, and maybe time had really worn away his memory.  With pain in the best possible way.

    There is no feeling of the New Year but the life is still warm. For the first time, Chen Xi feels that besides distant ideals, she has other goals to strive for in life.

    The ordinary and warm days passed quickly without much feeling. Everything in Taishan after the New Year is ordinary. Chen Xi still maintains the habit of recruiting refugees. No matter when, Chen Xi believes that the population of this era is the most important.  The fundamental factor that affects everything.

    Chen Xi has accepted Fan Jian. Different from the indifferent way in Yingchuan, he just wanted to find someone to live his life with. Now Fan Jian is very important to Chen Xi and can barely cover the figure in Chen Xi's heart. But it is a pity that  What is unforgettable is forever gone, and the complexity and simplicity can never surpass the girl who has been buried in the grass in the grave.

    The April sunshine scattered on Chen Xi's body, adding a touch of warmth. After receiving the information handed over by Liu Ye, Chen Xi sighed and finally started. The princes and all the ambitious people in the world will finally go to the end of the Han Dynasty.  The stage is up.

    On this day, Chen Xi received intelligence from all directions one after another, as if God had opened the curtain on this day.

    In April 192, Gongsun Zan sent his troops to Jizhou, and Yuan Shao fought against them. Yuan Shu sent his troops out of Yangzhou, and Yuan Yi fought against them. At the same time, intelligence came from Yongzhou. Soon after, Emperor Xian gave the Zen throne to Dong Zhuo, and the latest intelligence, millions of Qingzhou Yellow Turban soldiers marched to Yanzhou!

    The drama of troubled times finally begins at this moment!
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