Chef Wushuang of the Three Kingdoms

These are usually what he likes to eat, but at this moment, it is cow dung... No, no, that guy is not called cow dung.

This apprentice is still very good, at least the taste of his cooking is not much different from his cooking.

Actually too.

As a Chinese person, as long as he adapts to such a mouthful, who else can change?I'm afraid there are no more, or in other words, there are very few people who can change. It is precisely because of this that Fang Mo's index finger seems to be twitching when the other party does something.

of course.

He didn't eat it directly, but washed his hands.

Who the hell knows if it will be killed by bacteria? Now there is no simplest anti-inflammatory drug. Washing hands before eating is the best way.

"The water temperature is just right, it should be the water that has just been boiled, um..." Fang Mo put his hands in the basin, and after washing his hands, he began to eat.

at this time.

He suddenly thought of something that he had forgotten.

That is, who exactly sent him the things, and during that time, did the other party have any bad thoughts?

I slept so badly.

"No, no, I'm too sensitive now." Fang Mo sighed.

If before, he would never think about these things, if he lived here, if he could still be killed by someone, then Liu Bei would have lost his lord, but now, after such an experience, his heart is He has already started to be on guard, and what he is on guard for is that someone suddenly comes over and hits him, that is the scariest thing.

Actually, this is normal.

Before, he had never been threatened by death, but now, he really felt it, so it was normal to have a little fear.

How terrible is it if a person doesn't even know to be afraid?

It is precisely because of this that Fang Mo's mood became happier when he ate next.

He's forcing himself to be happy.

Otherwise, under various pressures, he was afraid that he would become the second Cao Cao.

It's not the other party's credit, but the other party's personality that likes to kill people in dreams and doesn't believe anyone. Thinking of this, his expression becomes unattractive.

He doesn't want to become like Boss Cao one day, because once he becomes like that, it means that he will become a very unpopular guy for many years to come.

Everyone loves people, and he doesn't think about the flowers when they see the flowers bloom. After all, to reach such a level, one must first be a person who does no harm, that is, a person who has not caused any harm to others.

However, as a politician, and a politician who is destined to dominate many things in the future, in fact, he must do a little harm to others.

It may hurt a small group, but to that small group, he is a heinous villain.

Therefore, naturally, it is impossible to make flowers bloom and everyone loves.

If he wanted to do this, he had to be dealt with harmlessly once. The simplest and easiest way to deal with it was to get out of this political situation, and then he would no longer have to think about anything. At that time, he would just It can be respected by the world.

Unfortunately, it is impossible for him to do that now.

After he left, it was impossible to complete many of his previous ideas, which was not in line with his usual ideas.

"Ugh!"

Deeply, he sighed.

Putting the plate aside after eating, he opened the door and walked out.

There were two waiting people outside, and they quickly brought him warm towels to wipe his hands, and even a person next to him put on a robe for him.

In late autumn, it is actually a bit cold.

I am afraid that these are all ordered by Liu Bei?

Fang Mo looked at the darkness in front of him and the various services around him. He felt that this kind of life was what he wanted. As for suffering alone and doing certain things for certain people, it was really wrong. It is in line with his usual practice, and if he does that, it is obviously not in line with his own setting.

"never mind."

"It's better not to think about suffering, what's wrong with enjoying happiness?"

"In later generations, everyone can enjoy happiness, but here, only one percent of the whole world can enjoy it. What the hell is wrong with me?"

Fang Mo muttered a few words, and after thinking about it for a while, he stepped forward and walked out.

He didn't stay in the barracks for too long. In fact, he hid here before, just looking for a spiritual comfort. After all, if Liu Bei really messed with him, maybe these people would listen to each other immediately.

It is a characteristic of the military that it will obey only one man.

Even if these people will plead for him, but when the critical moment comes, no one will continue to follow him all the way to the dark, they will only practice some of Liu Bei's ideas, even if they lose their lives because of it, they may also No matter what.

and so.

The way Fang Mo hid here before was like an ostrich mentality.

However, he was really flustered at that time.

For five days, he would think of the scene of himself being killed every day. It was so terrifying that he couldn't even sleep, he was looking around all the time, and his eyes turned red.

This is also the reason why Zhao Yun put down everything and came to accompany him.

Because the other party is very particular about brotherhood.

I don't want him to be afraid, since Fang Mo regards him as a kind of protection god, then he will perform his duties honestly.

Fang Mo dug him out before.

This is a tradition in the Han Dynasty. Officials who are recommended must always properly show a kind of respect for their benefactors, or the recommenders.

Even if Fang Mo came up with some bad ideas at that time, he would still implement them.

This is Zhao Yun.

In other words, all those who have been elected in this era will treat their benefactors in this way, and those who do not do this may not be able to survive in this era.

"Come out?" Liu Bei was waiting at the gate of the barracks. He seemed to have predicted Fang Mo's coming out. Of course, if it weren't for his frosty clothes, it would have been more like a prediction than a wait... …

"Yeah!" Fang Mo nodded, grabbed Liu Bei's arm and said, "Brother, I understand your difficulties, but can you remind me next time? I'm really scared. I'm a timid person. ..."

Everyone can see it.

Liu Bei is no exception.

He has always thought that Fang Motian is not afraid of anything, even if there is a little thing, he can get through it smoothly, that is just an illusion.