Chapter 223 Are You Fang Xing?

"You... who are you?"

Xie Wentong no longer had the arrogance he had just now, and pointed at Fang Xing and asked in a trembling voice. (VIII)

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

As if he had seen the emperor's meal with his own eyes!

who are you?

Fang Xing said hehe: "Student Fang Xing!"

Boom!

The second bomb fell!

"You, are you that Fang Xing who made a few fuss in the Imperial College and gave lectures to the emperor's grandson?"

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

Since chicken essence and monosodium glutamate entered the palace, not only the prince’s family did not like the meals of Guanglu Temple, but even His Majesty often enjoyed the filial dishes of the prince and grandson. Those who hate it.

The key is that no one in Guanglu Temple knows how to cook those new dishes. Only a cook in the Tai's womb was taught. It is said that this guy even made an oath, saying that the art is in the people, and the art is lost.

This oath scares away a lot of guys who want to steal teachers.

Later, the crown prince wanted to give the cook to the emperor, but the emperor was used to strong tastes and couldn't eat the 'light' dishes, so he didn't steal all the errands in Guanglu Temple.

But even so, when the occasional "filial piety" was delivered to the emperor's dinner table, most of them would be eaten up, which filled the hearts of Guanglu Temple with a sense of crisis.

"I'm Fang Xing!"

Fang Xing said with a smile, then turned around and caught a glimpse of the two big men, and hurriedly got up to greet them.

"Master Yang, Master Xia, why don't you say anything when you come here, at least you can give me a few signature dishes!"

Yang Rong stroked his beard and said without looking at Xie Wentong: "Who dares to take advantage of your Fang Dehua? Brother Wei Zhe has never written a plaque for anyone, this time it is an exception. The old man does not dare to make a fool of himself, so he quietly Eat and leave! Hahahaha!"

Xia Yuanji also smiled and said: "The dishes are good,

The old man will come here often in the future, remember what you said just now. "

The two left after speaking, even Fang Xing refused to send him off.

Interesting enough!

These two didn't need to show up, but they did come out in the end, and they directly destroyed Xie Wentong's defense in an intimate way.

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

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

Xie Wentong said with a look of admiration: "Mr. Fang, the first volume of your arithmetic is the official, but I went to buy a few copies at the first time, and everyone in the family has a copy, and the family law that I can't recite..."

Looking at the lips fluttering up and down, Fang Xing suddenly felt ridiculous.

Xie Wentong said a few words of admiration, then put a few banknotes on the table, and said with a smile: "Mr. Fang, you are so sorry for labor, I will leave now."

When he walked to the door, Xie Wentong felt his feet go limp.

This Fang Xing is not a good person, it is said that he even dared to sweep Ji Gang's face, and he is a small official from the seventh rank who dares to blackmail and come here.

How lucky to be able to escape!

It is right to burn some incense sticks to the Bodhisattva as soon as I get home, and have a vegetarian meal tomorrow.

"Thank you, sir, who is behind the scenes?"

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

Fang Xing sat on the chair, looking at him with a half-smile.

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

If he wants to fight hard, no matter whether it is public or private, he will lose.

A dead fellow is not a poor fellow!

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

Pointing to the next door, Xie Wentong betrayed the victim without hesitation.

Mingyue Building?

"interesting!"

Xie Wentong saw a smile on Fang Xing's face, and asked hastily, "Mr. Fang, can I leave now?"

"Crack!"

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

"Master."

Fang Shiyi squinted at Xie Wentong. He felt that he had dozens of ways to make this guy from Guanglu Temple disappear silently.

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

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

You, Xie Wentong, want to escape like this? Do you really think that Fang Xing is a stick?

Xie Wentong looked at Fang Xing with despair, but he only saw a trace of indifference.

"Let's go, thank you, my lord."

Fang Shishi sneered.

"Lin Zhiyuan?"

Fang Xing went to his room, Zhang Shuhui asked what was the matter, Fang Xing said that a guest had drunk too much and made trouble.

"It has been sent away."

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

Seeing that Fang Xing ate so deliciously, even Zhang Shuhui felt that she wanted to eat more, and Xiaobai was already taking action.

In fact, when Fang Xing is alone, this is his favorite method: mix a few dishes with rice, the taste is really good.

After eating and returning home, Fang Xing asked someone to find Fang Wu.

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

The owner of a restaurant can actually command a full-time official of the seventh rank, this energy is extraordinary!

Fang Xing smiled towards Xiao Bai and Ling Dang who were running towards him. Under the sunlight, there was a bit of coldness in that smile.

Lin Zhiyuan is very calm today, which is in stark contrast to the restlessness of the previous few days. Even the waiters in Mingyuelou felt that the shopkeeper was holding back his big move.

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

There was an open window beside him, Lin Zhiyuan sat on the side, he could see the first door next door at a glance.

After waiting for a long time, when he saw Xie Wentong walking out, Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing, and drank a toast.

"No. 1 fresh? I think this name will change soon! Hahahaha!"

...

Fang Xing's top priority right now is to reorganize the Jubaoshan Thousand Households Office. He wants this small and capable army to play a greater role in the Northern Expedition.

For this reason, Fang Xing went to the barracks for several days in a row, which made the sensitive soldiers feel the urgency.

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

"How did I become a baggage officer?"

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

It's a trick, it's better to say that Xin Laoqi is giving Fang Xing a trick.

"Puff puff!"

After chopping more than ten knives in a row, Fang Xing waved his hand to indicate a pause.

Dong Pi took the opportunity to go up, and said with a blushing face, "Mr. Fang, our department is scheduled to set off in seven days, to lead the way for His Majesty."

Fang Xing was suffocated when he wiped his sweat, and then he relaxed and said, "This is the honor of our department, tell the brothers."

While Dong Pi was telling everyone the news, Fang Xing went to check the supplies. (To be continued.)