Civilian Edition Traveling Farming Diary

On the second month of February, the dragon raised its head, and it is raining lightly today!

However, this did not hinder everyone's enthusiasm.These days, Fengzhou City Gate is like a big mouth that is about to be strangled, and people keep coming in - people from all over the place come to visit the greenhouses.

I asked Tang Zhifu why he didn't hold the expo now. Tang Zhifu said that the current crowd is still too early, and this group of people will not leave for a while, and the peak flow of people will be when we hold the expo.

Our Fortune Inn is also open for business. It is full of guests at the moment. Our prices are very high, so the people who live here are big families who are not short of money. They are full of praise for the decoration of our Inn and the services we provide. , They all said that they will stay here again next time, so my goal has been achieved haha.

The accountant introduced by the accountant Qu is surnamed Chu, he is a very steady person, he has really done a meticulous job in accounting these days, and I am quite satisfied.

We have recruited two cooks, one is good at making pasta and the other is good at making side dishes. That’s enough. I handed over the kitchen to A Yun, the little brother from the orphanage. He will be in charge of daily purchases and so on. For his work, Wei Yuanxia said that he was good at math.However, it doesn’t take a lot of energy to buy. Most of the food in the inn is porridge and pasta. You only need to buy some eggs, vegetables and a small amount of meat.

Mr. Feng sits behind the counter every day. He doesn't like to smile, he always looks calm, and a lot of things are said by the waiter in the shop. He is responsible for managing the room, issuing keys, and doing registration, which is not too tiring.

I watched it in the inn for a few days, and it was running smoothly, so I went to work on my business.

The prefect of Tang asked me to help organize the expo. I have been working on this these days. After choosing the venue, I found a tall building in Fengzhou City, which can hold dozens of booths. There are quite a few in this era, and each booth is quite large.

I am now contacting merchants, there are too many applicants, they must be screened, and booths must be allocated to them. Good booths are very expensive, and only big merchants can afford them. I did not reserve the best booths for Banzhan Liuguang , but kept a relatively ordinary one, so that when people come and go, they are not afraid that they will not attract attention.

Boss Zou still followed the old path, arranging flowers outside the expo center and adding a table, this is his booth.

I don't need to worry about the layout of the venue, the people in the government will arrange it, and they have to explain the rules from door to door, so that things that exceed the regulations of the national mourning period cannot occur.

It was raining lightly today. I took an umbrella and contacted the merchants and then walked slowly towards the inn. There is no time to talk to me at half light. I have been eating at the inn recently. The two cooks will prepare some small wontons and egg pancakes Things like ah, they are really delicious, especially the small wontons.

There is another small task today, which is to help Mr. Feng and Rong Niang find a place to live. They are determined to move out. Chen Xiang and I think that since we are a family, there is nothing wrong with living together, but they insist, and Rong Niang leaves Chen Xiang blushed when he said it was too noisy at night and couldn't sleep well, and I honestly went to find them a place to live.

Ugh!

I originally wanted to buy them a house near my home, but they said that they are both wage earners now and should not spend the owner's money anymore. Now that they don't have enough funds to buy a house, they will rent a small courtyard first.

I walked around my house several times, and the small courtyard I finally settled on was only two families away from us, and it also had three rooms. It was just right for them to share one room.

I went to pay the rent today, and I spent an afternoon cleaning them up and buying more furniture. They will be able to move in a few days, but they are a girl and a brother, and I am still a little worried.

In the evening, I still went to half a streamer to eat. It rained a lot today, and it rained until the evening.

I put away my umbrella, and as soon as I stepped into the door of the inn, I heard a commotion outside. Someone was out of breath, and shouted eagerly and timidly: "Young master, slow down, slow down, little chaser!" No more!"

Then there was a very bright young man's laughter: "I can't wait, this is Fengzhou's skateboard, I have to enjoy it!"

When I turned around, I saw a white-clothed young man flying over on a skateboard. He didn't even open an umbrella, his hair and clothes were wet. He wasn't afraid of the cold, so he just flew in the rain.

I was lamenting how young and powerful I was, when I saw that young man slammed on the brakes and stopped in front of our inn. He looked at the door, turned around and said, "Dali, let's stay here tonight!"

A boy—uh—a boy who looked like a mountain ran over and wiped his sweat: "Success, you can live wherever you want."

The young man tapped the raised buttocks of the skateboard. The skateboard jumped up and he held it in his hand. Then he strode into the inn and went straight to the counter, holding the skateboard with one arm and stretching out the other arm on the counter. His slender He slapped his hand on the counter and shouted loudly: "Shopkeeper, come to the upper room, and half a roast goose and two catties of beef, boil a pot of spirits, and send it to the grandfather's room. Hurry up!"

Me: "???" What kind of gangster way is this?

Mr. Feng raised his eyelids to look at him lightly, lowered his head and continued to do his work, ignoring him at all.He got a new sheet music, and he likes it very much, but the sheet music is old, and he spent a lot of energy restoring it, and he is scratching the corners right now.

That Xiaoshan named Dali, oh no, the boy tugged at the hem of his clothes, the young man turned his head in confusion, and heard the boy whisper, "Master, you see that people ignore you, so you can't say that."

The young man tilted his head, very puzzled, pulled the servant and whispered: "Aren't all the heroes in the story books like this?"

Boy: "That's a bandit, a bandit!"

The young man thought for a while and said, "Then why isn't the shopkeeper afraid of me? Isn't the book full of caution and smiling faces? Sure enough, the stories are all deceiving children?"

The boy scratched his head, probably didn't know how to reply, so he thought for a long time and said, "You change the book?"

The young man seemed to think it was a good idea. He handed over the skateboard to the boy, and threw himself on the counter again. The pear blossoms were raining, and he was very shy. The thin clothes are all soaked through, can you read at my slave's house..."

The boy hurriedly pulled him back: "You can't do it, why are you selling yourself, the face of our Wanping Hou Mansion, the face!"

He pointed at Mr. Feng again: "You see, the shopkeeper didn't lift his head."

youth:"……"

He pushed the boy: "You go."

Feeling relieved, the boy hurried to the counter and asked politely: "Shopkeeper, we want to stay in the store, is there any room available?"

Mr. Feng raised his eyes and said flatly, "Sorry, the restaurant is full."

Servant: "..."

As soon as the young man was unwilling, he leaned on the counter and asked, "I asked you twice and you didn't tell me that the restaurant was full. Why did you tell me as soon as he asked?"

Mr. Feng gave him a lukewarm look: "You didn't ask."

I laughed out loud beside me hahahaha, the young man curled his lips and rolled his eyes: "That's not what it says in the book. I said shopkeeper, shouldn't you be enthusiastic and unrestrained, trying to solicit customers? With such a cold and indifferent appearance, who would stop you?" shop?"

Mr. Feng was not annoyed, he continued to stroke the cover of his book, and said lightly: "It's full."

youth:"……"

He murmured, "Yes, it's full, so there must be someone staying in the hotel."

He froze for a second, then frowned again, pulled his neck and asked, "I was so masculine just now, aren't you afraid? Are you not afraid at all?"

Mr. Feng looked up at him strangely, probably because he felt that this person was sick and was too lazy to talk to him, so he didn't even talk to him now.

The servant chattered at the young man: "Master, you see people are ignoring you again, so let me just say, you can't learn from the bandits. This majesty can't be achieved by patting the table."

The young man drooped his head, as if he was very frustrated, and walked out dejectedly. At this moment, there was a sudden thunder in the sky, and lightning as thick as his arm struck down. The young man was startled, seeing that it was really raining outside, he took a step I couldn't even walk, so I stood there and sneezed hard twice.

I was wondering why there was a thunderstorm at this time of year, when I saw the young man come back and pointed to our rest area and said, "Can I sit here for a while, it's raining too much."

Mr. Feng nodded: "En."

The young man thanked him, sat down obediently, and I whispered to Mr. Feng, "Can't you speak normally? What happened just now?"

Mr. Feng shook his head: "I don't understand, young people nowadays are very strange."

I chuckled, this kid only looks about [-] years old, isn't he just a noisy kid in Mr. Feng's eyes.

Mr. Feng put down the music score, looked at the sky outside, and asked a waiter to give them two cloth towels and two bowls of hot wonton soup.

Xiao Er quickly sent the things over, and the master and servant both held cloth towels and hot wontons in surprise, and looked at Mr. Feng in unison.

Mr. Feng still has no expression.

The young man sucked his tongue and drank the soup in two or three gulps, put the cloth towel on his head, and ran over again. This time it was really pitiful, his nose was running straight away, and he looked at Mr. Feng helplessly: "Is there really no room? It's cold."

He was drenched from head to toe, and he had just returned to spring at this moment, so it was not warm enough, but it was enough for him to drink a pot, otherwise he would get a cold.

Mr. Feng also knows this, he looks like a person who is not down-to-earth, but he is actually a very soft-hearted person, but it is true that the restaurant is full.

He asked someone to bring two clean clothes to the master and servant, and took two umbrellas, and said, "It is indeed full, sorry."

The young man changed into clean clothes with tears in his eyes, jumped on the counter unexpectedly and hugged Mr. Feng's neck, rubbing and rubbing: "Thank you shopkeeper, you are the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva!"

Mr. Feng, who has always been calm, was really stunned this time, and I was also taken aback. I quickly pulled the octopus off and scolded in a low voice: "What are you doing? Do you know what it means to give and receive?"

"Ah?" The young man was stunned, blinked his eyes, looked Mr. Feng up and down in surprise, and then realized: "You... are you a little brother?"

Mr. Feng's cheeks were flushed, and he was a little displeased: "Get out!"

The young man scratched his head and said in embarrassment: "No wonder you are so good-looking, ah, no, I want to say sorry, I... well, I will return the umbrella to you tomorrow."

After speaking, he pulled his little servant and ran away like flying.

The air pressure around Mr. Feng's body dropped suddenly, I swallowed, turned my face away silently and dared not speak.

Where did this brat come from? Why does he feel that his brain is a little problematic? By the way, that boy seems to be saying what is the Little Marquis, what is the Wanping Marquis Mansion?

wipe!What a great officer!

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The author has something to say:

He was just a little kid, but after meeting Mr. Feng... he became a man.

The kind that can carry Mr. Feng for the rest of his life.