The happy life of a prodigal

But after thinking about it, this thing was originally dedicated to him, so there is nothing to hide.

Moreover, this Young Master Fangxiu Fang, whether he faced the glittering gems on the box or saw the jewels and diamonds in the box, his expression did not change much, as if what he gave was just some small gifts. It's just a toy.

Only when faced with this thousand-year-old ginseng, he reached out to snatch it out of composure. What does this mean?

Explain that I brought this thousand-year-old ginseng today, and I brought it right!

Fang Xiu didn't know what Qiao Le was thinking, nor did he bother to know.

Because, at this moment, there is only one thing on his mind... that is, planting sweet potatoes in Chu State.

Although he was born in a noble family when he came to this world, he was surrounded by a group of maids and servants, and he never suffered from cold or hunger for a moment.

But he knew that the whole Chu country was not what he saw.

Not to mention the distant southwest and the disaster-stricken Central Plains, even in the capital of Chu State, there are countless people who are not full and there are countless beggars every day.

Now that it's summer, things are better.

In winter, the scene inside the ruined temple on the outskirts is appalling.

At that time, Fang Xiu realized this clearly when he gave porridge to the people who fled from the Central Plains and came to the capital in front of his disciples.

He has always wanted to do something for these people.

However, he knew that even if all of his silver was replaced with food, it would be useless.

Therefore, I just take out a small amount of silver and give porridge to these beggars in the south of the city at a fixed time every week...

But now, with this sweet potato, everything will be different!

Chapter 235 I'm so grateful

You know, the output of sweet potatoes is much higher than the existing food in Chu State.

Although sweet potatoes are only a supplementary food, unlike rice and wheat, they can not be used as a staple food, but for some people in Chu today, as long as they have something to eat, it is already a huge luxury.

Not to mention things like sweet potatoes, after all, even in previous lives, sweet potatoes were used as a staple food in many places, especially for those who are trying to lose weight or keep fit.

They all regard sweet potatoes as a must-eat for a meal. Although they are not as popular as wheat and rice, they have been accepted by many people.

Moreover, sweet potatoes do not necessarily need to be eaten alone. They can be added to porridge, mixed with millet, rice, corn, etc., which can effectively fill the stomach.

Thinking of this, Fang Xiu's mood became more and more excited. He raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Le who was standing in front of him with a face full of joy.

He thought for a while, looked at Qiao Le, and said, "This thousand-year-old ginseng is indeed a priceless treasure. If you are willing, I am willing to pay 1 taels of silver to buy it."

Although this world is similar to the earth in many places, Fang Xiu is not sure whether the geographical situation here is exactly the same as the earth.

For example, in today's Chu State, I have never seen so-called Westerners, nor have I heard of the so-called Silk Road, nor have I heard of the customs of the Western side.

Fang Xiu couldn't remember exactly whether the sweet potatoes were produced in America or Europe.

However, he can be sure that it is definitely not Chu State.

Therefore, if I want to go to Nanyang again, find the previous Westerner, and buy such a 'thousand-year-old ginseng', I don't know if it is still possible.

Fang Xiu didn't even know if this sweet potato would be the last sweet potato in the world.

Therefore, it is not a disadvantage to buy this sweet potato for 1 taels of silver.

Qiao Le heard this, and hurriedly said: "This millennium ginseng was given to the young master by the young one, and the young master just accepts it. How dare the young one ask for the young master's money."

Fang Xiu looked at Qiao Le and thought about it.

This Qiao Le obviously wants to hug his thigh like Wang Baole, and then it will be much more convenient to do things in the capital.

However, Fang Xiu didn't know the details of this guy.

Therefore, he was unwilling to have too much interaction with him, and giving him the shop next to Chunfeng Building was already the limit that Fang Xiu could accept.

However, looking at him like this, it is no longer possible to buy it with 1 taels of silver, so why not...

Fang Xiu showed a smile on his face, looked at Qiao Le, and said, "This thousand-year-old ginseng is the best, and this young master is not blessed to accept it. Only His Majesty is qualified to do so.

Therefore, the next time I enter the palace, I will present this thousand-year-old ginseng plant to His Majesty, in your name, that is, in the name of a businessman who has felt the emperor's favor and returned to the capital from Nanyang. "

Hearing this, Qiao Le's face showed ecstasy, and he wished he could kneel down and kowtow to Fang Xiu immediately, and kept saying: "Young master's great kindness, I remember it in my heart, I am grateful, I never dare to have a moment forget.

In the next life, even if you are a cow or a horse, you have to repay the young master! "

The words were so sincere, as if they were about to shed tears.

But for Fang Xiu, this kind of scene has been seen many times, and he didn't feel it at all. He just waved his hand and said casually: "Go down if you don't have anything to do!"

"Yes, Master!"

Qiao Le stood upright, saluted Fang Xiu respectfully, then turned around to look at Wang Baole, cast a grateful look, and walked out of the backyard slowly.

But Wang Baole still stood where he was, looking at Fang Xiu with an even more flattering look on his face.

He opened his mouth and was about to say something when he heard Fang Xiu's voice: "If there's nothing else, you can go down too."

Wang Baole thought for a while, but in the end he didn't say anything. He bowed respectfully to Fangxiu and said, "Master, that little one has gone down too..."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left the backyard of Fang Mansion.

Standing outside the courtyard wall of Fang Mansion, Qiao Le, who came out early, was already waiting in front of the carriage not far away.

As soon as he saw Wang Baole coming out of the courtyard gate of Fang Mansion, he rushed to greet him, with a grateful expression on his face, and couldn't help saying: "Bao Le, it's really thanks to you that I was able to meet Young Master Fang this time, and I was able to meet you." Get such a chance to show your face with His Majesty."

I thought Wang Baole would show some arrogance, or some other expression.

But unexpectedly, Wang Baole, who was standing in front of him, suddenly sighed, and said, "Qiao Le, I'm actually sorry for you about this..."

Hearing this, Qiao Le showed a puzzled look on his face, thought for a while, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wang Baole turned his head, glanced at the high courtyard wall of Fang Mansion, then turned his head, looked at Qiao Le, and explained: "Actually, it is not difficult to get a shop in the capital.

There are many idle shops in Baolefang in the capital. Although the location is not as good as the one given to you by Master Fang, it is much better compared to other places.

This time I asked you to bring a gift to meet Young Master Fang, mainly for one thing, that is to build a relationship with Young Master Fang..."

Hearing this, Qiao Le's expression became even more puzzled, and he was a little dazed, asking: "Isn't this still a relationship with Young Master Fang?"

In his eyes, he has already paid a visit, and the gift has already been sent out.

The most important thing is that Young Master Fang even promised himself that he would give the thousand-year-old ginseng that he gave him to His Majesty when he entered the palace to face the saint...

what does this mean?

It means trust, it means that Young Master Fang has regarded him as one of his own!

But why did he say that?

For a moment, Qiao Le was a little dazed, with a puzzled expression on his face, but he couldn't hold back in the end, and told Wang Baole the doubts in his heart.

After Wang Baole heard this, he shook his head and said, "You really don't blame you for thinking that way.

After all, in the eyes of many people, including myself, after going through this incident, there will never be any doubts again.

I met you, and I gave you a gift. If this is not called a relationship, then what is it called a relationship?

However, this is only in other people's eyes. If you know Young Master Fang, you will understand that those words and actions of Young Master just now proved that he did not accept you, let alone regard you as one of his own! "

When Qiao Le heard this, his heart suddenly turned cold.

He knew that in the entire capital, apart from the people in Fang's mansion and this young master Fang's close relatives and friends, only the treasurer of Baole Fang knew the young master Fang best.

Since he said so, then the facts are almost inseparable, that's it!

But......

He still couldn't understand, raised his eyes to look at Wang Baole, and said, "Please ask brother to explain the confusion to you..."

Chapter 236 Bamboo

Wang Baole looked at Qiao Le, patted him on the shoulder, and explained: "Master Fang is a man of the hour in the capital.

No matter who it is, except His Majesty, no one can influence his decision, as long as it is what he wants to do, no one can stop it.

Even for His Royal Highness Prince Ning, who has a very high status in the capital, Young Master Fang no longer gives him any face. The son of Minister of Rites, the head of the six ministries, will be imprisoned in the dungeon of the Yamen of the Kyoto Prefecture if he offends the Young Master...

I have said so much, I just want to tell you one thing, if the young master really treats you as one of his own, he will definitely not treat you like this..."

When Qiao Le heard this, the doubts on his face grew stronger. He looked at Wang Baole and asked, "Young Master's attitude towards me is not very good. Although he didn't stand up from the recliner, he never scolded me from the beginning to the end. Not one sentence, nor..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Baole: "The problem lies in this place.

If the young master really treats you as one of his own, even a few words of scolding will be light, and at least a kick will be given.

The one behind the young master just now, the little butler of the Fang Mansion, Bai Xiaochun, is also the guard who has followed the young master since he was a child, and one day he won't be beaten and kicked...

This shows that he is the young master's confidant, and the young master regards him as one of his own.

Believe it or not, if something happened to Bai Xiaochun, or if something happened to him, even if the other party was someone of King Ning's level, the young master would definitely help him. "

Speaking of this, Wang Baole seemed to have thought of something, with a look of longing on his face, and said: "I have been by the young master's side for so long, and I got kicked today. In the past, I would have scolded him twice at most sentence.

We still need to work hard in the future. "

When Qiao Le heard this, he felt dizzy and his mind was in a daze.

It's okay... like this?

After living for so many years, he knew for the first time that it was a great honor to be scolded or even beaten.

Wang Baole was melancholy for a while, then turned around, looked at Qiao Le, and continued: "If you want to gain the young master's trust, it's not enough just to give gifts.

If the 1 taels of silver were placed in the past, it might have caused a little trouble with the young master, but since the military review was over, the young master has won 10,000+ taels of silver.

This 1 taels of silver is nothing, so in the future, you must not relax, and you must be cautious in your words and deeds, strive to win the trust of the young master, and be scolded as soon as possible.

On the day when you are scolded by the young master, in the entire capital, except for His Majesty and nobles, no one who doesn't have good eyes will dare to provoke you! "

Qiao Le saw Wang Baole's expression, for some reason, he really began to look forward to the scene of being scolded by the young master in the future.

After regaining consciousness, he felt a little absurd again, and subconsciously glanced at the high courtyard wall of Fang Mansion, not knowing what he thought of, feeling a little sad for no reason...

............

Of course, Fang Xiu, who was basking in the sun in the backyard, was too lazy to think about the thoughts of these two outside.

Holding the thousand-year-old ginseng worth 1 taels of silver in his hand, or, to put it another way, holding the sweet potato that hasn't germinated yet, but has some roots, he walked carefully into the house.

Put it down in a relatively shady corner, and at the same time told Bai Xiaochun beside him, saying: "Put this thousand-year-old ginseng here, my young master will be of great use.

Starting today, no one is allowed to enter this room without my young master's permission, let alone move the location of this thousand-year-old ginseng plant.

do you understand? "

Standing beside Fang Xiu, Bai Xiaochun looked at Sweet Potato with a trace of awe in his eyes when he heard this, nodded heavily, and replied: "Yes, young master, I must be under strict supervision, and I will never let you Anyone who comes close to this thousand-year-old person takes a step!"

After Fang Xiu put down the sweet potato, he took a last look and made sure that the location was impossible to be found by mice or eaten by mosquitoes, so he turned and left the room.

His majors in college were history and Chinese language and literature, but he knew nothing about agriculture.

But when I was young, I also ate some sweet potatoes secretly outside, and I also went to the fields with some farmers to do some farm work, and saw the cultivation techniques of potatoes.

Although I don't know much about this aspect, I can roughly guess some.

This sweet potato has not germinated yet, and only when it germinates can it be cut into small pieces and buried in the soil for planting.

Although he is looking forward to this sweet potato, Fang Xiu understands that if it is not successfully planted, everything will be in vain.

Therefore, he had to wait until he planted the sweet potato and proved that it could indeed grow on the land of Chu State.

He will send this sweet potato to the emperor.

Otherwise, just such a sweet potato would be meaningless even if it was sent to the emperor.

Fang Xiu still has the ability to sell sweet potatoes as thousand-year-old ginseng.

There is only one reason why he doesn't want to do it...

That is, he hopes that the people in this world will have enough to eat one day, and even if they can't, at least it won't be as bad as before.

After processing the sweet potatoes, it was already noon, and the sun in the sky gradually changed from warm to hot.

Although it is almost autumn, the temperature has not dropped completely, only the early morning and evening are relatively cool.

Fang Xiu went back to the recliner and sat down. Next to him, naturally, there was a little maid standing behind him holding a paper umbrella to shade the sun.

Looking at the blue sky, he suddenly thought of something.