Everyone Loves Rong Shizi [Transmigration Book]

Under the eaves of the corridor, the autumn wind is cold.

Jiang Weiping rolled up his sleeves to resist the cool wind, and stood with shoulders shrunk.On the porch pillars, the red paint was peeled off by wind and frost, and the wood core and paint blocks were alternated, mottled and dilapidated.

After a while, a half-haired old man stepped out, with thin cheeks and slightly wrinkled brows, and stood under the eaves of the corridor, beckoning to him.

"Lang Jun calls you." His expression was somewhat contemptuous.

This old man is Liu He, the caretaker of the ancestral home of the Rong family. Because of the rapid prosperity of the master's family, he feels that his status has risen with the tide.

After all, the entire Linxi Town and even Mengshan County only had Rong Shangshu, a third-rank Beijing official.

The thought only flashed in his mind, Jiang Weiping bowed his hands, took off his shoes and followed Liu He into the room.

In late autumn, the coolness almost passed through his body from the soles of his feet. He rubbed his arms and shuddered. He raised his head inadvertently, touched a pair of clear eyes, and was suddenly stunned.

I heard that Rong Shangshu's eldest son was sent back to his ancestral home in Linxi because of a big mistake, and he didn't leave a single servant.

After knowing this, he was filled with emotion.If you are the son of a high-ranking official, you must study diligently and honor your ancestors, not those dandies who only know how to play with things and lose one's ambition.

Seeing Dalang Rong in person now, this idea is even stronger.

He hastily lowered his head, concealing the secret sigh in his heart, and bowed slightly, "I have seen Mr. Rong Lang."

Rong Xi took a closer look at the person in front of him.

Dressed in linen and brown, he has a strong stature, firm eyebrows, a wheat-like complexion, and looks powerful.

He sat on the futon, raised his neck, and made eye contact with it.

Because of falling into the water, it was cold and he was short of strength, Rong Xi could only sit cross-legged, and he was sore and numb, if he sat upright, his life might be killed.

"Liu Weng, serve Jiang Gong some tea." Rong Xi slightly stretched his right leg, resting on the edge of the futon, with the side of his foot touching the ground.

Liu He was ordered to go.

"Jiang Gong please." Rong Xi stretched out his hand to signal Jiang Weiping to take a seat.

As a blacksmith, Jiang Weiping has self-knowledge.

Craftsmen are lowly and despised by others a lot. Unexpectedly, Dalang Rong didn't show the slightest bit of contempt.

"Thank you, Mr. Rong Lang." Jiang Weiping bowed sincerely, and sat opposite Rong Xi without changing his face.

Rong Xi flicked his left leg again, and finally stretched it a little, disregarding the cumbersome etiquette, and went straight to the point.

"I heard that Jiang Gong's craftsmanship is extraordinary. I wanted to come to see him in person, but I accidentally fell into the water the day before yesterday and got typhoid fever. The doctor told me not to see the wind, but I really admire Jiang Gong's unique skills, so I have to take the liberty of inviting you here. If there is any negligence , Wanwang Haihan."

He spoke in an unhurried, sincere and earnest manner, and Jiang Weiping was a little moved when he heard what he said.

It was rumored that Mr. Rong was stubborn and domineering, bullied men and women, and committed all kinds of evil. Now that I think about it, the rumors are not entirely credible.

"Lang Jun speaks seriously, if there is an order, I will definitely do my best."

Seeing him kneeling and sitting upright, with good etiquette, Rong Xi liked him even more, "Since that's the case, Jiang Gong doesn't have to be cautious, he can do as he pleases."

After he finished speaking, he bent his legs and stomped on the ground. In Liu He's view, it was extremely rude.But as a servant, he can't teach the gentleman how to behave, he can only hold it in his heart.

The tea was warm and cool, Jiang Weiping took a sip, and gradually calmed down, he took the initiative to mention: "Your Majesty wants to forge utensils?"

Rong Xi stretched out his sleeves to take out the paper, put it on the table, and handed it to Jiang Weiping, his smile deepened and his eyes brightened.

"Jiang Gong, please take a look."

The surface of the paper is soft and yellowish, and the ink outlines several structural drawings of the utensils, and the shapes of the utensils appear vividly on the paper.

Jiang Weiping has been engaged in forging iron for nearly ten years. He has never seen such iron objects, and his curiosity is like a cat scratching. However, due to his professionalism, he finally did not ask. What you have said is not in line with what you have in mind, please forgive me."

Seeing that there was no embarrassment in his expression, Rong Xi knew that he was just speaking modestly, his smile became brighter, his teeth were white and neat, the flesh on his cheeks accumulated at the end of his eyes due to laughter, only two thin lines remained.

Jiang Weiping also smiled lightly.

If the rest of Rong's body is all removed, he must be a handsome and extraordinary young man.

Although Liu He didn't know what Rong Xi was going to do, he obeyed the order and took fifty copper coins for the case.

"This is fixed money. How long will it take Jiang Gong to complete it?" Rong Xi stroked the chestnuts. Winter is approaching, so he should plan ahead.

Because of a mistake, Yuan was driven to a remote ancestral home by his father, penniless.Now he is removed from the house, only Liu Weng and his grandson Liu Zishi are left.

This body has just passed the age of dancing spoons, and it is just at the time when the appetite is strong.Liu Zishi is also half a child, and he is not full from every meal.

After Rong Xi transmigrated, he was taken care of by Liu and his grandparents.Seeing that the winter is tough, he has to think about making money.

"Seven days." Jiang Weiping didn't hesitate.

The two of them were not procrastinators, and the matter of ordering utensils was settled. Jiang Weiping didn't want to waste time, so he got up and left with a fixed amount of money, and Rong Xi didn't try to keep him.

The young man is tall and strong, and he walks like a tiger.

Standing under the eaves of the corridor, Rong Xi watched him disappear outside the door, then bowed his head again, only seeing the soft belly, he couldn't help laughing.

A few days ago, he unfortunately died suddenly. When he woke up again, his mouth and nose were surrounded by cold water. The desire to survive made him swim desperately to the shore, and when he was about to die, he finally touched the river bank.

Lying on the cold ground, in a trance, Rong Xi saw a fat boy who was saying goodbye to him with tears.

"It's boring to live. I don't care if I give this body to you. I hope you will cherish it." The fat boy said, his eyes showed relief, and gradually disappeared into the world.

Rong Xi: "..."

He crossed?

Before he could think about it, he passed out.After waking up, receiving the memory of the original body, you will know that the fact has been settled.

There is no dispute that he is indeed attached to the body of a teenager.

The name of the original body is the same as him.He once read an online book, because the name of cannon fodder in the book was no different from his, so he remembered it deeply.The cannon fodder in the book also died by falling into the water.

Could it be that he is now the person in the book?

"Mr. Lang, the doctor says you can't see the wind. You go back to the house and rest." Liu He whispered concern behind him.

Rong Xi is not recovering from his illness, his body is heavy and his spirit is listless.Hearing this, he listened to his advice, tightened his clothes, and went back to the house to keep warm.

This place does not produce underwear, the cold wind blows just now, the crotch is extremely cool, making his scalp numb.

Just shrunk to the bed, the voice of the boy entered from the outside.

"Aon, I'm back!"

"Keep your voice down, Mr. Lang just took a break." Liu He whispered softly.

However, the wall is transparent, and Rong Xi can hear it clearly.

Liu Zishi was in the period of changing his voice, his voice was rough and unpleasant, "Ah, I caught some crucian carp in the river, and stewed them for my husband to eat at night."

There are no high-quality ingredients in the house, and a few fish are considered delicacies.

Rong Xi really likes to eat fish, but after several days of observation, most of the cooking here is steamed and roasted, and stir-fried and braised in brown sauce are extremely rare. This is due to the backward iron smelting skills.

The custom of the Wei Dynasty is two meals a day.Before Shen Shi came, his stomach was empty, the roar was loud, he could not sleep peacefully, and thinking about Liu Weng's cooking skills, Rong Xi had to get up and walk to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, a strong young man was killing fish with a knife. When he saw Rong Xizhi, he immediately got up, put his fish-smelling hands behind his back, and said with a silly smile: "Why did you get up? This place is dirty, sir. Be careful not to stain your clothes."

"No problem."

Rong Xi ordered him to continue cleaning the belly of the fish, and said, "I once ate a delicacy in Beijing, would you like to try it?"

Liu Zishi likes to eat. In his heart, the delicacies that even Mr. Wang can't forget must be the ultimate taste that he can't imagine.

"Lang Jun, what kind of delicacy is it?" He has a handsome appearance, which is quite different from a sturdy figure. At this moment, he squatted down and looked up at Rong Xi, with round eyes, which was a bit cute.

The belly of the fish was quickly cleaned up, and Liu Zishi only had to wash it with well water once before putting it on a plate.

Rong Xi took it and washed it twice more himself.

Just when Liu He came back from collecting firewood, he threw down the firewood when he saw this, knocked Liu Zishi's head, and scolded: "You lazy slave! How can you make your husband tired?"

Liu Zishi covered his forehead with an innocent face, but he was tall and strong, which made it impossible for people to feel affection.

"Don't blame Weng Liu, I'm bored and disturbing Zishi." Rong Xi put the fish on the plate and said, "If you have green onions, ginger, and coriander at home, please ask Weng Liu to find them."

Liu He saw that he was proficient in changing swords, his eyes widened immediately, and his beard was raised due to the trembling of his facial muscles.

I have only heard about Langjun's ability to cause trouble in Beijing, but I never knew that Langjun is actually quite skilled in cooking.

After getting along for a few days, Liu He gradually realized that Jingzhong's derogatory treatment of Mr. Lang was unavoidably biased.

Although Dalang Rong's appearance is not amazing, he has an elegant and quiet disposition, treats people kindly, without any mischievousness, and as the son of an official, he is proficient in the art of bossing others, which is really pity.

Liu He originally wanted to keep Rong Xi away from his home, but it was obvious that he enjoyed it and couldn't bear to be disturbed, so he went to find auxiliary materials.

Living on the waterfront since he was a child, Liu Zishi eats a lot of fish, but all of them are cooked by Liu He. The taste can only be said to be acceptable.

Never before has the smell of the kitchen been as strong as it is now, making him feel like he doesn't know where he is.

The fish was steamed and placed on a plate, Rong Xi sprinkled it with burning incense and hot oil, and put the prepared shredded green onion, ginger, and coriander on it. A steamed crucian carp with a full flavor was freshly baked. Even Liu He, who had seen a little of the world, couldn't help but sigh Xie move.

The overbearing fragrance made Liu Zishi's eyes turn red. He was not thinking about frying the pancakes, but his gaze was always on the delicious food on the plate.

But Rong Xi regretted it. If red pepper was added, the color and taste would be more delicious. However, Da Wei did not have red pepper, so he could only settle for the next best thing.

That night, the three of them just ate a few pieces of crucian carp and ate a few slices of pancakes.

"Liu Weng, can you burn charcoal in winter?" Rong Xi hilariously laughed, and took a walk in the corridor to digest food.

Liu He was repairing the broken window paper, and sighed when he heard this.

"Lang Jun, Linxi is no better than the capital, charcoal is expensive and difficult to buy."

Before he finished speaking, Rong Xi already understood what he meant.

Rong Shangshu was determined to teach Rong Xi an unforgettable lesson, and he didn't even give him a copper coin except for the several large boxes of books he brought.

Except for Liu Heyueli, the ancestral house has no other income.With his meager monthly allowance, he couldn't afford the food for three people, let alone burn charcoal for heating.

During the few days of recuperation, Rong Xi had already read books related to the history and geography of Wei State. As a senior researcher, his memory was far superior to that of ordinary people, and it was not difficult for him to have a photographic memory.

It is mentioned in the book that Mengshan County in Qingzhou is rich in black stones, which are flammable.

The abundance of coal mines was not surprising in the eyes of people at the time, but to Rong Xi, it was considered a priceless treasure.

The reason why the Great Wei seldom used black stones may be that the production costs such as mining black stones were too high, which kept the price of black stones high.

Only the royal family and a very small number of dignitaries can afford to use the black stone.

And its coal is mostly in the shape of briquettes or briquettes, and its combustion efficiency is low. If it can be improved, it will be earth-shaking.

"Liu Weng, is there a charcoal seller in the town?"

Liu He thought he wanted to buy charcoal for heating, so he pasted up the window paper and replied, "There is none in the town, but there is one in the county."

Charcoal sellers sell mostly charcoal, which is much cheaper than black stone.Only a few black stones were given to people in the government as gifts, in order to establish relationships and receive their protection.

Of course, Rong Xi didn't inquire about these things to buy charcoal.

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The protagonist has a golden body, not golden fingers hahaha