The General and the Little Talent [Rebirth]

"I don't want to." Tang Cheng cracked his mouth and smiled, and picked up the little milk tiger from the child's hand, "Do you want it?"

Mr. Hua Fu actually choked on the first half of the sentence, and was about to explode when he heard the second half, he nodded hurriedly and said: "Your Excellency, just open your mouth as much as you want."

The fat boy raised his face to look around, hugged Tang Cheng's thigh, and pouted, "Father, that's a grass tiger."

"Why don't we take a step?" Tang Cheng lowered his head and touched the child's soft cheeks, and led the young man in fine clothes to a secluded alley.I have learned about the general layout of the small town before, one is for the convenience of encountering the current situation, and the other is the habit of the previous life.

Living in a world where mutated animals or plants are everywhere, if you are not careful, you will die. Your nerves must be tense all the time. Every time you go to a place, you have to check whether there is any danger. Only by eliminating all risk factors can you really relax a little.

When he arrived at the alley, Mr. Huafu was in high spirits, took out the money bag in his arms and said: "There are about 50 taels of silver in it, you take it first, if there is not enough, I will go back and get it."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tang Xin approaching with sour plum soup, Tang Cheng threw the little milk tiger to the ground, "I didn't say I would sell it."

"Master, do you want to give it to me?" Master Huafu had a happy face, "These silver taels are nothing to me, you just take it, it is my gift to you, not the money to buy a tiger."

I heard that some literati in the Mainland like to chew on words, and some are desperate for face, and they must give each other favorite things. When giving the corresponding silver taels, they never say buy.

Taking a look at his face, Tang Cheng was sure that the handsome man in front of him should have come from the mainland. He looked a little silly, he didn't seem to be here for business, could it be that he was kidnapped by a kidnapper?

"Young master, sour plum soup is here." Tang Xin was holding a bowl made of bamboo in her hand, which contained sour plum soup.

The fat baby quickly let go of Tang Cheng's thigh, ran over to take the sour plum soup, and drank it.The little milk tiger fell to the ground and walked around, ran to squat next to the fat boy, and looked at it with its head tilted.

"Since you don't want to give up love, son, why bother to tell me so much." Master Huafu took back his money bag, angrily going out of the alley.

"Who allowed you to go?" Tang Cheng picked up the fat baby, "Hurry up and take out the medicine rice hidden in your belly pocket, and ask for a wooden man."

The fat boy nodded, holding the sour plum soup in one hand, and reaching into his apron with the other, touching and touching, and after a while, he took out a handful of medicinal rice and sprinkled it.Mr. Huafu was unprepared, he was directly hit, and stiffened into a wooden man.Tang Cheng ordered Tang Xin to drag him back, just like picking up Huo Huohuo, and forcibly brought him to the Tang mansion.

Carrying the fat baby to the dental store to buy someone, Tang Cheng rarely appeared outside, the steward of the dental store didn't know Tang Cheng, and led them all the way to the lowest yard, where they were all thick men and women, each tall The horse is yellow and thin.

"These are all good at work, and they will have strength when they go back to eat a full meal." The steward said casually.

He took out some broken silver from his sleeve and stuffed it into the steward's hand. Tang Cheng picked up the fat baby, "Find some with delicate faces." The little milk tiger was carried home by Tang Xin, and it was not suitable to appear in this kind of place.

After receiving the money, he shook it in his hand, and the steward immediately smiled, "Young Master, please come with me, it just so happens that I sent some exquisite faces today."

Sure enough, the quality of the yard next door was better, suitable for servants and maids. Tang Cheng circled around and picked out a young man with a handsome appearance and a thin figure.

The fat baby hugged Tang Cheng's neck, rested her plump cheek on Tang Cheng's shoulder, and whispered, "Father, someone in the room is dying."

These are not locals, and they were probably transported from other places. There will inevitably be accidents on the way. The person in the house is probably unlucky and sick.But illness is nothing to Tang Cheng, the main reason is that he looks good.

After some dealings with the steward, Tang Cheng frowned and entered the room smoothly. The smell was not very pleasant. In the far corner of Datong shop lay a young boy with a red face and a layer of beige coloring on his thin eyelids. It was really pretty. .

"That child is also poor. He has been ill for about ten or twenty days. He has taken medicine and has not improved. Hey." Seeing Tang Cheng leaning over to look at it, the steward hurriedly said, "If you are willing, my lord, you can choose another one from me. This child is for you."

The steward had a good plan, he could sell two of them, and he could send out the sick and dying ones without any bad luck.

But Tang Chengzheng had this intention, so he went back to the courtyard where he entered for the first time, picked a tall, burly young man with clear bones who was suitable for martial arts, and took the sick young man away.

Go to the clinic to grab medicine, and return to the Tang Mansion for treatment.

The healthy and heroic-looking teenagers are called Chisu, and the sick ones are called Shaoyao.The tall and strong young man has a name of his own, named Lu Yuan, his hometown was hit by a flood, and when he was desperate, he took the initiative to find Ren Yazi to follow him.

Buying people, plus buying the furniture in the house, and everyone’s food, the money in hand has gone to seven or eighty-eight, and then buy a beautiful outfit for the freshly baked servant, and the last little money is also spent up.

"Tang Cao, follow me to your grandfather." Tang Cheng patted his face to make his expression look a little sad.

Now that the general has been decided to take down, it's easy to talk about the origin of the fat boy.

Tang Yanliang is in a good mood today, and he has another concubine who is happy. The Tang family is small, so the more children, the better.When Tang Cheng came, Tang Yanliang was instructing the boy beside him to go to the warehouse to get some tonics, money, etc. to send to the concubine.

"What's the matter?" Tang Yanliang frowned when he saw the white and fat soft dumpling in Tang Cheng's arms with a happy expression on his face. The fat dumpling didn't look like a member of the Tang family.

"This child belongs to the General." Tang Cheng sat down with a smile, and pinched the fat baby's soft cheeks. "Now that the war is going on in the army, the General is worried about the safety of his son, so he gave it to me to raise."

He also revealed a little bit that he had a close relationship with the general through the opportunity of medical treatment, and he was satisfied to see Tang Yanliang's slightly calculating face. Tang Cheng saw that the heat was about the same, so he got up and left.

Back in Liuyuan, Tang Xin had already made exquisite steamed cakes. The white and tender cakes in the tea bowl bulged into small packets. She dug them out with a spoon, cut them into pieces, and dipped them in jam with a toothpick to eat.

The fat boy was sitting on a chair with a teacup in his arms, shaking his chubby legs, and digging for steamed cakes with a spoon, "Father, Cao likes to eat this."

"There's nothing you don't like." Tang Cheng smiled.

Chisu was very quick and helped Lu Yuan tidy up the yard, but neither of them knew anyone from the Tang family. Seeing a young man standing at the door poking his head, he hurried back to find Tang Cheng.

Tang Cheng stood at the door of the house and looked out. He saw a boy who looked somewhat similar to him standing at the door of the yard, and couldn't help but curl his lips.