The Prodigal Son's Happy Life - Chapter 236

[Chapter 236 Bamboo]

Wang Baole looked at Qiao Le, patted his shoulder, and explained: “Master Fang is a man of great influence in the capital.

No matter who it is, except His Majesty, no one can influence his decision, as long as he wants to No one can stop what is going to be done.

Even His Highness Prince Ning, who has a high status in the capital, Master Fang has given him no face. The son of the Minister of Rites, the head of the six departments, will be imprisoned if he offends the Master. I have said so much

about the dungeons of the Kyoto Prefecture

, but I just want to tell you one thing. If the young master really regards you as one of his own, he will never treat you like this.” When

Qiao Le heard this, there was a look of confusion on his face. Even more intensely, he looked at Wang Baole and asked: “The young master’s attitude towards me is not very good. Although he didn’t stand up from the recliner, he never cursed me from the beginning to the end.”

He said before he finished speaking. Wang Baole interrupted: “That’s where the problem lies.

If the young master really regards you as one of his own, a few words of scolding will be light. At the very least, he will give you a kick.

The person behind the young master just now, Bai Xiaochun, the young butler of the Fang Mansion, has been with the young master since he was a child. Every day he is punched and kicked all kinds of times

proves that he is the young master’s confidant and the young master regards him as one of his own.

Do you believe it? If you don’t believe it, if Bai Xiaochun really gets into trouble or something happens, even if the other party is a person of Prince Ning’s level, the young master will definitely help him.”

When he said this, Wang Baole seemed to have thought of something, his expression on his face. With a look of longing, he said: “I have been by the young master’s side for so long, and today I got kicked. In the past, the most I would have gotten was a few scoldings. We

still need to work hard in the future.”

Qiao Le heard this .

At these words, I felt dizzy and confused.

Is this still possible?

After living for so many years, he knew for the first time that being scolded or even beaten was a great honor.

Wang Baole was melancholy for a while, then turned back, looked at Qiao Le, and continued: “If you want to gain the young master’s trust, just giving gifts is not enough.

Ten thousand taels of silver, if given in the past, might have stirred up a bit of excitement among the young master. It’s troublesome, but since the end of the pro-military review, the young master has received hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.

This thousand taels of silver is nothing, so in the days to come, you must not relax, and you must be cautious in your words and deeds to win over the young master. If you trust me, you will be scolded as soon as possible.

When the day comes when you are scolded by the young master, no one in the entire capital, except His Majesty and the nobles, will dare to provoke you!”

Qiao Le didn’t know what to do when he saw Wang Baole’s expression !

Yes, I actually started to look forward to the future scene of being scolded by the young master.

After coming back to his senses, he felt a little ridiculous again. He subconsciously glanced at the high courtyard wall of Fang Mansion. He didn’t know what he thought of, and felt a little sad for no reason.

Of course, Fang Xiu, who was basking in the sun in the backyard, was too lazy to think about these two people outside. ideas.

He held in his hand the thousand-year-old ginseng plant worth ten thousand taels of silver, or, to put it another way, the sweet potato that had not yet sprouted but only had some roots, walked carefully into the house.

Putting it down in a shady corner, he told Bai Xiaochun beside him, “This thousand-year-old ginseng plant will be of great use to me if I put it here.

From today on, no one is allowed to enter this room without my permission.” You are not allowed to move this thousand-year-old ginseng.

Do you understand?”

Bai Xiaochun stood next to Fang Xiu. Hearing this, there was a hint of awe in his eyes as he nodded heavily and replied. “Yes, young master, I must keep a close eye on the little one and never let anyone get close to this thousand-year-old ginseng!”

After Fang Xiu put the sweet potato down, he took one last look to make sure that the location could not be discovered by mice or be discovered by mice. After eating some mosquitoes, he turned around and left the house.

His majors in college were history and Chinese language and literature, and he knew nothing about agriculture.

But when I was young, I also ate some sweet potatoes secretly outside, followed some farmers to do some farm work, and saw potato cultivation techniques.

Although I don’t know much about this aspect, I can roughly make some guesses.

This sweet potato has not sprouted yet. Only when it sprouts can it be cut into small pieces and buried in the soil for planting.

Although he is looking forward to these sweet potatoes, Fang Xiu understands that if the planting is not successful, everything will be in vain.

Therefore, all he had to do was wait for him to plant the sweet potato and prove that it could indeed grow on the land of Chu.

Only then would he send the sweet potato to the emperor.

Otherwise, just such a sweet potato would have no meaning at all even if it was sent to the emperor.

Fang Xiu still has the ability to sell sweet potatoes as thousand-year-old ginseng.

The only reason why he is unwilling to do this

is that he hopes that the people in the world will have enough to eat one day. Even if he cannot do it, at least it will not be as bad as before.

After finishing the sweet potatoes, it was already noon, and the sun in the sky gradually turned from warm to hot.

Although autumn is approaching, the temperature has not completely dropped. It is only cooler in the early morning and evening.

Fang Xiu returned to sit on the lounge chair. Naturally, there was a little maid standing behind him holding a paper umbrella to protect the sun.

Looking at the blue sky, he suddenly thought of something.

I just told Xiu’er before that I would go out for an outing and fly a kite.

Fang Xiu is a man of his word, and he will definitely do what he says.

Although he has no experience in making large kites, he once tutored some children during the summer vacation.

During this period, I learned a lot of handiwork, including kite making.

Of course, that was a long time ago, and the kites they made were only very simple kites.

However, Fang Xiu believed that as long as he had enough raw materials and enough time, he would be able to develop a giant kite that could fly in the sky.

He has always been a man of action. Once he has thought of something, of course he will do it.

He waved his hand and called Bai Xiaochun to him. Fang Xiu said, “Xiaochun, take someone out of the city to cut some bamboo.”

In fact, there are a lot of bamboos in the capital, but most of them are planted by scholar-bureaucrats and scholars.

After all, bamboo had a very special meaning in the eyes of scholar-bureaucrats of this era.

Although Fang Xiu had nothing to fear from these scholar-bureaucrats, he had to admit that it would still be very troublesome if they caused trouble.

Therefore, Bai Xiaochun had no choice but to go to the countryside to chop bamboo.

No matter what, the bamboos in the suburbs are beyond the control of those scholar-bureaucrats

(End of Chapter)