Training Tai Sui

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Wei Zheng moved the fastest. Just when Li Changya was still skeptical, he had already changed into a coarse sackcloth. Apart from being younger, he looked like an out-and-out old farmer.

Yang Guang looked at it, stopped talking to Li Changya, and shouted, "Xuan Cheng, where's mine?"

Wei Zheng suppressed a smile and said, "Master said you have to wash your clothes by yourself, and you can't ask servants to help, so yours is still dirty."

real or fake?

Li Changya stared blankly at Yang Guang. This is the majestic king of Jin. Regardless of whether he can climb to that position, based on his current status, he is above one person and under ten thousand people. Qin Feng not only made him work, but also had to wash clothes by himself?

This is a mere Qin mansion?

Li Changya strode to the outside of the study, if the door was not empty, he would have thought it was Taixue.

But even in Taixue, would anyone dare to let the dignified King Jin do laundry?I'm afraid it's too late for the baby.

When Yang Guang and the others appeared by the pool that had already dried up, Li Changya, who was dressed in a brocade robe with a jade pendant around her waist, became the focus of everyone's attention. Even Yang Guang, who was wearing dirty clothes, couldn't overwhelm him.

Qin Lang looked at the three of them with some sympathy, but he still handed out a shovel without any favoritism.

This place was supposed to be the back garden of Qin Feng's cheap old man, and there were probably some ornamental fish in the pool, but later on, the businessman from Nanchen should not be very elegant, and the pool has long since dried up. The mud has dried up.

There were a few old farmers standing beside Qin Feng. After they had a detailed discussion, Qin Feng ordered people to start planning the place and prepare to show his strength.

"Dig according to the marked line, and the deepest dive must be one foot deep. Pay attention to a few key marked places."

"Brother Ziyu, what are you going to do, dig a pool?"

Li Changya was a little confused, so, it's not that he has never seen a pool, there are basically people with a little background, but Qin Feng is so mobilizing, and he has never seen any key points.

"It's not a pool, it's a pond."

"What's the difference?"

Wei Zheng's words made Li Changya a little confused, so, a pool can still dig out flowers?

Yang Guang had already picked up the shovel, and thoughtfully said: "The pool you mentioned is for viewing, brother Ziyu... If my guess is right, he should be planning to raise crabs."

"Crabs... still want to raise?"

It has to be said that this is the first time Li Changya has heard that someone is going to raise agricultural products in his own house. Besides, he has never seen crabs before. Aren't there a lot of them in the river? Is there any need to raise them?But recalling the wonderful taste of hairy crabs, he couldn't help swallowing hard, and quickly tucked the hem of his clothes into his belt, and picked up the shovel, looking a little eager to try.

Wei Zheng had already started to do it, and he replied casually after hearing the words: "That's right, the crabs you ate were all raised by a friend of your mentor."

Yang Guang also looked at this ignorant guy with a trace of contempt, and said with a sense of superiority: "The crabs in the river are small, and the crab roe is not fat enough. Only the raised ones will be so delicious."

Li Changya was stunned for a moment when he heard this, thinking how King Jin could even understand farm work, but he looked like a fool instead.

"Don't dawdle, this is not a Zhuangzi. There are many farmers, and there are only so few people. If anyone hasn't finished their work, they can wait to eat steamed buns at noon. Black noodles are good."

Qin Feng held Dahei in his arms, and he didn't think it was dirty, so he just sat down on the ground and said slowly.

As for the black flour in his mouth, it is definitely not the miscellaneous grain steamed buns of later generations, but the most inferior kind of flour. In simple terms, it is probably that after the wheat is recovered, the skin is not removed, and it is directly used for grinding. The flour obtained is Black-faced.

What the hell!

Thinking back to the black-faced steamed buns that Qin Feng gave them during their hard education, Yang Guang shouted without any hesitation, "Hurry up, don't think about having a chance to steal it!"

Since they have to work, there must be supervision, especially the three people including Yang Guang.Qin Feng felt that no one but himself could suppress them, so he took on this important responsibility without hesitation. If he put on the mink fur for the New Year and carried a birdcage in his hand, he would definitely be the Sui version of Huang Shiren. image.

But Dahei's image is definitely not worse than a few parrots.

The little milk dog is growing fast, and it has been less than a month since he came to the Qin Mansion, but his weight has more than doubled, and he looks a little majestic.

Struggling to jump out of Qin Feng's arms, the little milk dog wandered around the pond happily.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Although Dahei is still young now, the sharp teeth in his mouth have grown, and his limbs are extremely powerful.Seeing it jumping left and right nearby, Qin Feng felt that his ideal when he just traveled had been completed.

There is a servant, there is a dog, and now as long as there is another eagle, he can go to the street to Wancheng to tease the big girl and the little daughter-in-law's dream.Of course, the premise is that Liu Wanting will not kill him to sacrifice to heaven.

The weather in early spring has bid farewell to the cold, but according to Qin Feng's feeling, it is only six or seven degrees now, but the people who are working hard have already taken off their coats, revealing different inner garments.

"Look quickly, that man's inner garment is actually made of silk ribbons. It looks a bit like... a bit like Shu brocade, so extravagant!"

"Extravagant fart, look at him, he doesn't even have the right posture for holding a shovel, he really has such a good figure. And he is a prodigal, he will definitely be full and hungry in the future!"

The householders who were temporarily transferred from Qinjiazhuang to work did not know Li Changya, let alone his identity, so there was no politeness in their words.

Facing the ridicule from the peasants, Li Changya's face was as ugly as black charcoal. When did he, the dignified son of the Liaodong Li Shi, the son of the Duke of Heyang, be ridiculed like this?

He opened his mouth to refute, but when he turned his head, he saw that Yang Guang and Wei Zheng were hard at work, let alone being affected, even their faces didn't change much, and the progress was obviously much faster than him.

"Oh, it's a pity that I have such a good body. I think back when I was young..."

"No, when I was young, my family was poor, and my family couldn't afford a full meal. My body was as thin as a hemp stick, but even so, when I was young, this job would have been done long ago."

Two old men in their early fifties sighed loudly, recalling their youthful years, their faces were full of sighs.

But when he turned his head, he found that Qin Feng was sitting on the side, and suddenly he was surprised: "Master, why are you here?"

"Let me keep an eye on them, otherwise they are dishonest." Qin Feng smiled. He knew these two little old men, and they were the fathers of two of the ten servants. They moved to the city with them this time. Some miscellaneous jobs, but coolies can't use them.

"What the young master said is true." The two little old men probably lost a lot of old buddies in the city. After holding back their words, they took advantage of the opportunity and said, "Young people nowadays are too lazy. When we were young, we were still lazy. In the Northern Zhou Dynasty, it was a chaotic time, with the Northern Qi in the north and the Southern Chen in the south, those southern barbarians were gentle and would not take the initiative to attack, the Northern Qi people were very tough, and would start wars with us every now and then, life was hard."

"Who said it wasn't." Another old man sighed similarly: "At that time, the master should still be an official in Beiqi, and we were all farmers of a guy named Liu. That master is a prick, a black-faced steamed bun can't wait to let you Our family ate for a day, but fortunately, the master came so that we could have enough to eat. It is thanks to the young master that we live so well now!"

"It should be, it should be."

Hearing people praise him is good, and Qin Feng feels that their teasing can fit his education plan for Yang Guang and others. When he was about to chat with them, he found three unknown guys appeared own home.

You must know that this is the Qin Mansion in Daxing City, not the Qin Family Manor outside the city. Anyone can walk in the mansion, which makes Qin Feng a little confused.

"Is this old man here to find someone?"

Chapter 1 Thirteen Rheumatism

The first person was in his early forties, tall and tall, with a good-looking appearance... To put it mildly, he had a full sky, a round earth, and a proud bone.If you want to describe it bluntly, this old man is not too old, but his face is a little old, his gray hair is a little thin, and the hair on his forehead has long since disappeared. He is shiny and has an inexplicable majesty on his body. , It doesn't look very easy to get along with.

As for the two behind the old man are strong men, slightly behind the old man, looking at the surrounding situation vigilantly, their temples are bulging, they are Lian Jiazi at first glance.

Qin Feng got up and cupped his hands, he was a little puzzled and said: "This old man, this is the Qin Mansion, I don't know..."

I was a little angry with the servant in my heart, how could I let strangers in casually, and no one reported it?

"You are Qin Feng?" The old man looked back from the pond he was digging, looked at Qin Feng, with a sense of scrutiny, and said lightly: "The old man came in with those farmers."

It turned out to be the case.