The little sweetheart dressed as the ghost king

Although Fang Shiwei's request was a bit strange, but thinking of how he took care of their master and servant on weekdays, he decided to help him.

It's just that Fang Shiwei originally said cooking, but after thinking about it, Xiji decided to find a way to make a cake, which is both beautiful and delicious.Although the conditions in the place where it is now are a bit rough, it is not impossible to think of a way.

After making up his mind, Xiji informed Fang Weiwei before starting to make it. Fang Weiwei said that he could do whatever he wanted, as long as the things he made were novel in style and delicious.

For this point, Xiji felt that the cake he made was still competent, but some materials still had to be obtained by Fang Weiwei. When Fang Weiwei heard that the materials needed for making the cake, he immediately agreed with his chest. Come down and say that no matter what he wants, as long as he asks, he will get it.

After thanking Xiji politely, he went back to his small yard, and planned to study with Mo Shu how to make a small kiln to bake bread.

After he left, Fang Shiwei, who was originally standing tall and straight, suddenly bowed his waist, still sucking in his mouth softly, and there was a painful expression on his face.

Thinking to himself, standing guard in this hot weather is really not a human job, especially because when he sweats, the sweat will flow down his back and flow all the way to his wound, which irritates him and he has not yet healed The wound was throbbing with pain.

"Brother Fang, are you alright?" the little guard asked worriedly, looking at the Fang guard who was panting in pain.

Looking at the caring eyes of the little bastard standing guard with him, how could he show weakness as a big brother, he pulled himself together, stood up straight, waved his hands casually, and said calmly: "It's okay, I just stood there just now. A little uncomfortable, just move your body."

Looking at Brother Fang's reluctance, the little guard didn't believe that he wanted to rest because he was tired from standing. He just swallowed the words in his heart when he looked at Brother Fang's face. Secretly complaining in my heart.

After that, he still looked at him curiously, and asked curiously: "Brother Fang, didn't you say that you can't take their things? Why are you asking them for things this time?"

Regarding this point, the little guard was still very curious. He still remembered the firm expression on Brother Fang's face when he swore that he could not accept their things.

Seeing the little guard looking at him with a pair of curious eyes, his eyes were full of desire for unknown things, mentioning this matter instantly reminded him of the fear he had when he saw the king that day.

He didn't know what Wang was thinking when he made this request suddenly, and he didn't know the depth of it, but after punishing himself, he let him go back, and Fang Jian felt that Wang was caring about this matter.

At this time, he didn't know what Wang was thinking, and he didn't dare to say more, but he vaguely dismissed the little guard who was asking questions, saying that he would know when the time came.

The little guard looked at Brother Fang who obviously didn't want to say more and his face was a little ugly, so he didn't ask any more questions, and started to mutter in his heart, wondering if this little boy would give them a copy of what this young man made this time.

"Master, what are we going to do?" Looking at the yellow mud in front of him, and Xiji who rolled up his sleeves and began to mix the mud in front of him, Mo Shu who was helping him asked curiously.

"I want to build a bread kiln to bake cakes." When he said this, Xiji was also a little unsure if he could succeed. After all, he had learned a little about using ancient methods to make ovens similar to ovens when he was just curious. This is the first time I have done something, so I don't know if it will be successful.

"What's a cake?"

"It's a delicious pastry."

After getting this answer, Mo Shu didn't ask any more questions, and when he heard that there was something delicious, his subordinates moved more swiftly.Even because of his natural supernatural power, he saved Xiji a lot of energy.

After several experiments, the two finally made out the bread kiln he had imagined.Seeing the small and exquisite kiln formed, Xiji felt that the hard work of the past few days was worth it.

To celebrate, Xiji baked a few breads that day. Although the outside was a little burnt due to the inaccuracy of the heat, the soft and delicious taste inside was highly praised by Mo Shu.

The most difficult process has been completed, and the following things are much simpler. After experiencing a few discarded breads, Xiji made the cake in memory.

When handing over the exquisite food box to Guard Fang, Xiji also specially explained, "This thing should be eaten early, if it is left for a long time, the taste may change."

Naturally, Fang Shiwei also ate many products made by Xiji in the past. Some products that he thought were unqualified, although their appearance was a bit poor, they could still be given as gifts.

Although Wang didn't set a deadline, he still felt that the things should be given to Wang earlier, but Xiji hadn't said anything, so he couldn't urge him. When he was secretly anxious, he didn't expect to finish it.

He was a little overjoyed for a while, and after getting the thing, he explained to the little guard who was on duty with him, and the Yangren helped him to be on duty, and then went directly to Wang's place with the food box.

Soon, the exquisite food box appeared on Wang's case.Looking at the delicate, snow-white pastry with a few fruits dotted on it, he looked at the kneeling guard below with a rather inscrutable look.

"Is this what you've kept me waiting for so long?"

Hearing this, guard Fang began to break out in cold sweat. If he did it on purpose, he might not be able to leave this room today.

The guard Fang kowtowed, and said sincerely: "Please also Wang Mingjian, that young master wasted a lot of effort to make the best one, and he didn't make such a perfect one until now. come over."

Looking at the guards dripping with cold sweat below, Wang didn't know if there was any letter, but he just turned his eyes back to the pastry, took the wooden fork that was prepared by the side, and tried to take a bite.

In just a few minutes, the small and exquisite cake was completely eaten. In the end, I was a little dazed looking at the plate that I didn't know when I ate it.

But soon, he returned to his indifference, looked at the guard who was kneeling there with his head bowed, and said indifferently: "From now on, whenever I am in the mansion, I will give me a pastry like this every three days."

"Yes." Fang Jian was a little dazed when he heard it at first, but after he heard the king's order clearly, he quickly agreed.

Seeing that the guard Fang agreed to his request, Wang looked at the empty plate in front of him, and suddenly said, "Don't tell him I asked for it."

Hearing his words, Guard Fang was confused for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw his own king's eyes staring at him. He was immediately frightened, and immediately said cleverly: "Yes."

It wasn't until the guard left with the food box that Wang looked at the scenery outside the window and thought leisurely: "That little brother is so timid. If he knew that he wanted it, he might be so scared."

After sending out the elaborate cake, Xiji made another slightly larger one and shared it with Mo Shu.

Feeling the sweet and soft taste in his mouth, he thought, although this cake is troublesome to make, it's worth it, it's so delicious.I don't know how it feels to eat the share that was given away?

By the afternoon, he had received feedback and a new request.

"Young master, just help me do it. As for the raw materials, I will provide them, and I will give you money for each one." The fact that Fang Shiwei said these words, his heart was secretly dripping with blood.

Wang did not allow his identity to be revealed, so he could only use this method to reassure Xiji, and he didn't know whether the account steward would reimburse him or not.

He thinks it's okay if it's delivered once in a while, but once every three days is still a little troublesome, but it's okay after you get used to it.Seeing Fang Shiwei's anxious look, it must be a very important matter for him, so he can't shirk it.

"I don't need the money, and I have nowhere to use it here, but can you get me some things I need?"

"Okay, as long as it's within my ability, it's fine."

"May I ask, who did you give it to?" I don't know who he gave it to, and Xiji is still very curious about it.

Hearing his question and thinking of the king's order, Fang Jian, who didn't dare to say more, suddenly became hesitant. Under Xiji's curious gaze, his face was flushed and he still didn't say anything.

On the contrary, Xiji looked at him like this, as if he suddenly thought of something. Looking at it like this, he seemed to be giving it to his sweetheart. No wonder it was so embarrassing.

Xiji, who thought he had guessed something, looked at the tall and burly guard in front of him, and said empathetically, "Since it's inconvenient to tell, then I won't ask."

"Thank you, young master, for your understanding." Hearing what he said, Guard Fang heaved a sigh of relief.

At the same time, the housekeeper received an order that if the little brother needed anything in the yard, he would do his best to satisfy him.

Steward: Is this really Wang's fancy?