"You...who are you?"

Xie Wentong no longer had the arrogance he had just now and asked at Fang Xing's trembling voice.

Although everyone is in this business, there are some rumors among the people that the emperor's taste is rumored. But today the owner of a restaurant actually said it in such a relaxed tone...

It seems that he has seen the emperor's meal with his own eyes!

Who are you?

Fang Xing hehe, "Students are awake!"

Boom!

The second thunder fell!

"You, you are the one who has had a few fights in the Imperial College and taught the imperial grandson?"

Xie Wentong asked with the hope of Fang Xing in front of him with just the same name. In fact, he wanted to ask, are you the Fang Xing who made our Guanglu Temple complain in the palace?

Since the chicken essence and MSG entered the palace, not only the prince's family did not like to eat the meals of Guanglu Temple, but even His Majesty the Emperor often enjoyed the dishes filial to the prince and grandson, which made the people of Guanglu Temple and other people hate the seasoning providers.

The key is that no one knows how to make new dishes in Guanglu Temple. Only one of the chefs in the prince's uterus was taught. It is said that this guy also vowed that his art is entitled to others, but his art is lost and he died.

This vow scared away many guys who wanted to steal the sect.

Later, the prince wanted to give the cook to the emperor, but the emperor was used to heavy tastes and could not eat the "light" dishes, so he did not steal all the errands from Guanglu Temple.

But even so, when the "filial piety" is delivered to the emperor's dining table every now and then, it will most likely be eaten up, which makes the hearts of Guanglu Temple full of crisis.

"I'm Fang Xing!"

Fang Xing said with a smile, then turned around and caught a glimpse of the two big bosses, and hurriedly got up and greeted him.

"Mr. Yang, Lord. I don't say anything when I come. At least I can get a few signature dishes!"

Yang Rong stroking his beard, but Xie Wentong said: "Who dares to take advantage of you Fang Dehua? Brother Weizhe has never written a plaque for anyone, this time it is an exception. I dare not show my ugly words, so I should just eat them quietly and leave! Hahahaha!"

Xia Yuanji also smiled and said, "The dishes are good. I will come here often from now on, remember what you said just now."

The two left after saying that, and even Fang Xing wanted to send him off.

That's great!

These two people didn't have to show up, but they finally came out and used a close approach to directly destroy Xie Wentong's mental defense.

"Mr. Fang...Sir, are you really Mr. Fang?"

Most of the officials were chameleons. Fang Xing didn't believe it before, but when he saw Xie Wentong's speed of changing face, he immediately felt that he was too tender.

Xie Wentong said with admiration: "Mr. Fang, your official in the first volume of arithmetics bought a few books at the first time. Everyone in the family has one, and they can't memorize the family rules..."

Looking at the lips flying up and down, Fang Xing suddenly felt it was ridiculous.

Xie Wentong said something respectful, then put a few treasure money on the table and smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, you are so sorry for your labor. I will say goodbye 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 even Ji Gang dares to sweep his face. He even dares to blackmail him from a seventh-rank official.

It's so lucky to get out!

When you get home, you will quickly sautify the Bodhisattva for a few incense sticks, and it is the right thing to do to have a vegetarian meal tomorrow.

"Sir Xie, who is behind the scenes?"

When Xie Wentong was full of luck, he slowly turned around with a bitter face when he heard the sound.

Fang Xing sat on the chair and looked at him with a smile.

Xie Wentong instantly figured out the pros and cons of this matter.

If he wants to resist, he will lose whether it is public or private.

A fellow Taoist who dies is not dead, I will die!

A smile appeared on Xie Wentong's face again. He knew that if Fang Xing didn't give him an explanation today, he would be in danger.

With his finger next door, Xie Wentong betrayed the victim without hesitation.

Mingyue Tower?

"interesting!"

When Xie Wentong saw a smile on Fang Xing's face, he hurriedly asked, "Mr. Fang, can you leave?"

"Play!"

Fang Xing clapped his hands without changing his smile, and then Fang Shiyi appeared at the door.

"Young Master."

Fang Shiyi narrowed his eyes and looked at Xie Wentong. He felt that he had dozens of ways to make this guy from Guanglu Temple disappear silently.

"Eleventh, prepare paper and pen, and take Lord Xie to write down what happened today."

Fang Xing was still smiling, but the meaning in the words was very clear.

You, Xie Wentong, just like this, thinks that it’s a bad idea for us to wake up?

Xie Wentong woke up with despair, but only saw a hint of indifference.

"Let's go, thank you."

Fang Shiyi sneered.

"Lin Zhiyuan?"

Fang woke up to his room, Zhang Shuhui asked what happened, Fang Xing said that a customer had caused trouble after drinking too much.

"Have been sent away."

Seeing that all wives and concubines had eaten, Fang Xing was not picky and picked up a big bowl, rushed in with all his favorite dishes, and stirred them with the rice.

Seeing Fang Xing's mouthful of food was very delicious, even Zhang Shuhui felt that she wanted to eat something more, but Xiaobai was already taking action.

In fact, when Fang wakes up, his favorite method is this: mix a few dishes with rice, and the taste is really great.

After dinner and when he got home, Fang Xing asked someone to find Fang Wu.

"Fang Wu, go check Lin Zhiyuan from Mingyue Tower."

The owner of a restaurant actually used a real official from the seventh grade. His energy was extraordinary!

Fang Xing smiled at Xiaobai and Lingling who were running. In the sun, there was a little coldness in his smile.

Lin Zhiyuan was very calm today, which was in sharp contrast to the anxiety he had been in the past few days. Even the waiters in Mingyue Tower felt that the shopkeeper was holding up his ultimate move.

Sitting alone in a private room on the second floor, Lin Zhiyuan was drinking by himself.

Beside him was the open window. Lin Zhiyuan sat on the side and could see the freshest door next door at a glance.

Not long after, when Lin Zhiyuan saw Xie Wentong walking out, he couldn't help but smile and raised his glass and drank it all.

"The first newest one? I think this name will be changed soon! Hahahaha!"

...

Fang Xing’s first priority is to reorganize the Qianhu Institute of Baoshan. He wants this powerful small army to play a greater role in the northern expedition.

Fang Xing went to the military camp for several consecutive days, which made the sensitive soldiers feel urgent.

Dong Pi has been running to the Ministry of War and the Governor's Office of the Five Army in the past few days, striving for more resources.

"How did I become a baggage officer?"

Dong Pi, who was sweating profusely, entered the military camp and saw Fang Xing fighting with Xin Laoqi with a wooden knife.

It would be better to say that it was a confrontation, but it was Xin Laoqi who was feeding Fang Xing.

"Puff puff puff!"

After slashing more than ten swords in a row, Fang Xing waved his hand and signaled to pause.

Dong Pi took the opportunity to go up and said with a blushing face: "Mr. Fang, our troops will set out in seven days to drive forward for Your Majesty."

Fang Xing suffocated his sweat and said relaxedly: "This is the glory of our army, tell the brothers."
Chapter completed!