This Zhenguan is a bit silly

Early the next morning, Fang Chengen got up early rarely.

Today, the fat cook steamed fried buns according to him.

In his previous life, Fang Chengen especially liked to eat fried buns, especially the fried crispy dough, put it in his mouth, not to mention how refreshing.

Just when he had just finished eating two steamed buns and was about to rest and make persistent efforts, Cheng Chuhei came.

This guy didn't seem to be able to tell the difference between inside and outside, and as soon as he entered the door, he sat down on a chair with a big swagger.

"Oh, I'll go, what's the smell, it's so fragrant, give us Lao Cheng some

too!" Fang Chengen looked at this guy angrily: "Fried buns!" "Fried buns?

What is that?"

Xiao Cheng stared at the fried buns on Fang Chengen's

plate with a curious face.

didn't care about Fang Chengen's disdainful eyes at all, and reached out and picked one up and stuffed it into his mouth.

Well!!

Cheng Cheng's eyes widened, and he looked at Fang Chengen in disbelief.

"I'll rub it, how do you make this fried bun, it's so delicious!" Fang

Chengen ignored him, motioned for Xiao Teng to take some more buns, and brought Xiao Cheng a bowl of porridge.

Xiao Cheng seems to like fried buns very much, and he has eaten seven or eight in a row without stopping, looking at his bulging stomach at all, Fang Chengen feels that this guy may have a bottomless stomach.

I heard that those famous generals in ancient times were bottomless, could it be that this guy is still a famous general in the future?"

"Okay, eat less, it's not good to eat too much in the morning!"

Seeing that Xiao Cheng was going to add food, Fang Chengen couldn't help but interrupt him.

Young people, you should pay attention to your health!

"That's it! I'll be half-full!" Xiao

Cheng touched his stomach, and there was a taste of unfinished business.

Why can't your own chef make this kind of pasta, or don't ask for this idiot, let your own chef come and learn.

After breakfast, Fang Chengen habitually held a cup of tea and slipped to the gate to look at the villager.

If nothing else, just for the Zhuang family, young master, you are early!

Unconsciously, you lost yourself in the call of the young master.

Hey, tragedy!

" Brother, my brother is here to give money today, and you can continue to do the business of bean sprouts!" Cheng

Chusi picked his teeth, and also followed Fang Chengen's example, holding the tea and looking at the dealers.

This kid is okay, and his efficiency is really good.

It should have been yesterday to Fang Yiai's house, otherwise there would be no strangers to inquire in the Zhuangzi in the evening.

This guy can socialize.

Hug the thighs of the old Cheng family, at least for a lifetime.

Fang Chengen looked Cheng Chu up and down, and showed him a moment of inexplicability, the mature black face was a little nervous.

"Brother, what's that, look at what my brother does, no, brother, but he

likes women!" "Phew, Lao Tzu also likes women, I'm thinking, do I want to give you some benefits?" Fang Chengen touched his head, his long hair in this life is always not as comfortable as the big bald head in his previous life.

"What's good, what's good?" Cheng came to his senses as soon as he heard it.

Last night, Fang Chengen was thinking about the bean sprouts business.

Nowadays, the bean sprouts trade in Chang'an City has been monopolized by Fangjia Zhuangzi, the demand is huge, but the output is not high, if you want to expand the scale of bean sprouts trading, you must find a partner.

Thinking about it, the Cheng family is actually a good choice.

The two Zhuangzi are not far apart, so they can produce them by themselves and then hand them over to the people of the Cheng family Zhuangzi to sell.

Fang Chengen said that he was going to talk about himself, and Xiao Cheng listened and nodded again and again.

He was just more straightforward, and he wasn't stupid, how much profit was made from bean sprouts, he also asked the people in the house, but he made a lot of determination to decide not to buy and sell bean sprouts.

Xiao Cheng agreed, and things were much easier.

After a few words, the two discussed the profit sharing.

After deducting the cost, the Cheng family gets 40% of all the profits of the Fang family, and the remaining two bankers share it equally.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Cheng was not in a hurry to go back, but just asked Steward Wang to send someone to his Zhuangzi to inform the housekeeper and let him make arrangements, while he stayed in Fang's house.

According to him, he earned Fang Chengen a hundred yuan, so it's not too much to eat two meals from you.

In fact, this guy is just a fried bun in the morning.

After a cup of tea was eaten, the two of them stared at each other, and they didn't know what to do.

In ancient times, this was not very good, and the entertainment facilities were really scarce.

It would be nice if it was replaced by the next generation, and the second generation like the two of them are eighty percent on the road to the sea.

"Oh, I said brother, don't you have anything to do?" Xiao Cheng said boredly while lying on his back on the low couch in the living room.

I also want to find something interesting, but unfortunately I don't!

Fang Chengen, who was also bored, rolled his eyes, looked around, and suddenly saw the chessboard placed on one side.

This is a Go chessboard, mostly used to vassal elegance, it seems to have been there for a long time, and it has long been covered with dust.

Fang Chengen suddenly had an idea.

"Do you know how to play chess

?" "What?"

Cheng Chuhei looked confused, feeling that you were embarrassing our old Cheng.

"Go, it's very simple!" Back

in his small courtyard, Cheng Chusi was like a curious baby.

Look left and right at the furniture in

the house! These are all new works that have been made by the carpenter in the house just two days ago.

Fang Chengen is fed up with the furniture of the ancients, either sitting or kneeling, a chair with a good end, not even a leg, and he is tired of sitting.

So he drew a picture according to the appearance of the furniture of later generations, and asked the carpenter to build new tables and chairs and put them in his yard.

It's just a recliner, a few Taishi chairs, and a case.

Cheng Chuji sat on the recliner carefully, who knows, as soon as he lay down, the whole chair shook, scaring him, but soon found that there was no danger.

Instead, a person staggered in the chair, which was extremely comfortable.

"Oh, brother, this chair, Meidi is very

!" "Beautiful uncle!"

"Oh, I said Brother Fang, look at how strange our names are, not at all like our beloved relatives and friends, siblings, can you and I call each other's names?

"Say, what do you want to do?"

"Hehe, brother, look at your chair ???" Cheng Chuji was a little embarrassed and said with a flattering smile.

"Go find a carpenter yourself and let him make one for you, but don't spread the word, Lao Tzu plans to build a carpentry factory

in the future!" "Okay, thank

you, brother, thank you, brother!" "Don't talk nonsense, play chess with me!"

Xiao Teng put the chessboard that had been wiped on the table, and the two looked at the chessboard in front of them.

Cheng Zhisi said: "Brother, how to play this game of Go, my brother doesn't know!"

Fang Chengen glanced at Cheng Zhisi with disdain: "This is not simple, five of the same color are connected into a straight

line, and you win!" Cheng Zhisi ???, "I see, this brother can play, this brother can play!"

After a while, Cheng Zhisi

looked at the five black chess pieces connected in a line on the chessboard and smiled with satisfaction.

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