Chapter 6 Get Rich!

Chen Xiao sniffed wildly until he saw Chunsheng coming with a big plate, he stood up involuntarily, and when Chunsheng put the plate on the table, his eyeballs almost closed.

On the big plate was a large piece of beef that was fried until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and there was a hand knife beside it.

Chen Xiao picked up the knife without a teacher, cut off a piece of beef, stuck it with the knife, and stuffed it into his mouth impatiently.

"Good! Tender! Tender! Delicious!"

Fang Xing looked at Chen Xiao's appearance, and he had a deeper understanding of their past friendship.

These days, if you don't have a good relationship with the family, then you have to behave well when you visit other people's homes, otherwise if word spreads, you don't have to be a human being in the future.

And because Lin Rui had been stupid for too long, even though Xiao Bai, a loyal servant, often helped him tonic, he still felt a little weak, so beef became his choice of tonic.

Chen Xiao swallowed the beef, and seeing Chunsheng standing there blankly, she said, "Wine, serve the wine quickly!"

Chunsheng glanced at Fang Xing, and immediately went to the wine cellar.

After a while, Chunsheng came over with a small jar.

When the seal was opened, the smell of wine came out, and Chen Xiao said intoxicated, "It's really good wine!"

At this time Fang Xing also started to eat, and what he ate was Xiao Bai's portion.

In front of Chen Ling, if Fang Xing made a move to let Xiaobai eat at the same table, he was worried that it would arouse suspicion, so he quietly gave Xiaobai a piece of beef, and asked her and Chunsheng to go to the kitchen to make it by themselves.

Fang Xing smelled the smell of wine, then looked at the color of the wine in the bowl, picked it up and took a sip.

Fuck! The taste of this wine is so light!

Drinking light alcohol, Fang Xing felt that he was slightly drunk, but his mind was clear and he was in a delicate state.

After seeing off Chen Xiao, Fang Xing started a routine walk. Of course, Xiao Bai would definitely follow.

Strolling along the central axis of Zhuangzi, the farmers on the road all avoided the side of the road after seeing Fang Xing, and dared not continue walking until he passed by.

This day is really chic!

It's just that this chicness disappeared when it came to the farm next door.

"Why are they so lazy and wear such nice clothes?"

Seeing that the people in the farm next door were neatly dressed and working lazily, Fang Xing was a little upset.

Xiaobai pouted: "Master, I heard that there is a Zhuangzi of a big family. They are not short of money, and they have a very good heart, so these Zhuangzi live like gods."

Fang Xing was startled...

Is this still an evil feudal society?

Is this still the evil landlord's old fortune?

After returning home, Fang Xing fooled Xiao Bai away, and then went straight into the warehouse.

It's a pity that after searching for a long time, Fang Xing found out in despair that the clothes in the warehouse were all modern styles, and he couldn't wear them out!

Outlandish clothing these days is not a personality worth advocating, but a snake spirit disease! One of the jobs of Shuntian Prefecture is to crack down on such people.

After coming out, Fang Xing ran around the yard a few times depressed, until Fang Jielun ran in with a happy face.

"Master, master, it's sold!"

Fang Xing stopped in his tracks, and Xiao Bai immediately brought a sweat towel to wipe his face.

"Housekeeper, what has been sold?"

Although Fang Xing wanted to take over the affairs of the family, but these days it was the male lead and the female lead, and he was not married yet, so Fang Jielun had to take care of these matters.

Fang Jielun glanced around furtively, and then looked at Xiao Bai vigilantly, until Fang Xing coughed dryly, and then whispered: "Master, that box is sold!"

"Oh!" Fang Xing lifted his spirits, "How much did you sell?"

Fang Jielun stretched out three fingers, and Fang Xing could clearly see the mud under his nails.

"Thirty two?"

"Master..."

Fang Jielun felt that this answer was an insult to his loyalty.

Surprise flashed in Fang Xing's eyes, "Could it be three hundred taels?"

Fang Jielun stomped his feet and said joyfully, "It's three hundred and forty taels!"

Fuck!

Fang Xing felt a little dizzy, one tael of silver can almost buy four stones of rice now, eight or nine hundred catties!

"This is still the first!"

Fang Jielun said smugly: "Master, the first one is for sale at a low price. After the word of mouth is opened, this box of ours! It will sell for at least three hundred and sixty taels!"

Fang Xing fainted for a moment, and then said: "Housekeeper, go buy some dowry for Miss Zhang first, and then deal with the rest."

Good things cannot be rushed, but must be sold with reluctance.

More than three hundred taels of silver is a timely rain for Fangjiazhuang.

The rich Fang Xing casually ordered: "Housekeeper, buy some fabrics for the farmers. It doesn't need to be too expensive. Each household pays per head, one set per person!"

Fang Jielun hesitated and said: "Master, we are not the Zhuangzi next door, there is no need to do this!"

Master! You are a loser!

Fang Xing touched his nose, and said gently but resolutely: "Housekeeper, it's a good thing that I've recovered, right?"

"Of course it's a good thing, I..."

Fang Jielun understood that the young master was inviting people's hearts and celebrating his recovery by the way.

"The old slave will do it right away."

After the housekeeper left, Fang Xing immediately got into the space.

The time in this space seems to have really stagnated, Fang Xing no longer feels novelty about the steaming cup of coffee in the office.

And there are still many places in this office building, but Fang Xing obviously has no intention of looking for things.

The vast warehouses and goods, as well as the stacked containers, are difficult to explore one by one.

Fang Xing opened three more containers today, one of which was a fruit phone, which is equivalent to a waste product. But the other two surprised Fang Xing, they were knives.

"The Atlanta Knife Show?"

In these two cabinets, there are all kinds of knives, including Japanese samurai swords, Tang swords, long swords, and even double-sided axes...

This is probably a knife that was transported to participate in the knife show and sold by the way.

Tut tut!

Fang Xing felt a little pity, in this era of Emperor Yongle's rule, unless you have a lot of firearms, it's better to live your life honestly.

After cutting his finger with the knife, Fang Xing came out with only a short knife and a Tang knife.

"Master, what are you sticking to your finger?"

As soon as Xiao Bai came in, he saw something on Fang Xing's left thumb.

Can I tell you this is a hemostatic patch?

"Master, I was just kidding around."

But the short knife hanging by the bed in the bedroom has already seen blood.

Nima! So sharp!

Master, I want to drink tonight!

In the evening, Lin Rui ate stewed chicken with ginseng. Ginseng is not so famous these days, so the price is acceptable.

But the chicken was a frozen chicken that Fang Xing dragged out of it.

There is no way, the chickens in the village are all laying hens, and those roosters have to crow, and the extra ones have long been used to replenish Fang Xing's body.

The chicken is a bit firewood, but there is no way.

"smell good!"

Xiao Bai was waiting on the side, smelling the aroma of wine in the air, he felt like he wanted to take a sip.

"Moutai is delicious!"

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